god of tomorrow

The thought of having two living fathers in the dorm made Xiu feel terrible.

All he wants is to study hard and be alone in peace, why is that so difficult!

The third table was served, and Gawain finished it off at a steady pace. Seeing his enormous appetite, Hugh pondered for a moment and asked, "I apologize for being so bold, Gawain, is your ability to eat so much due to a different constitution, or are you using magic?"

"To be precise, it was magic that changed his physique."

Gawain resorted to the same excuse he used to fool the investigation team: "Due to an accident, I obtained chaos magic, and my physique changed..."

"Chaos magic?!"

Upon hearing this, Hill immediately snapped out of her daze: "Chaos magic is too dangerous. How could you be so foolish at such a young age?"

"You're not drunk anymore?"

"Nonsense, I'm not stupid. If I know I can't outdrink you, why would I stubbornly insist on going all the way? It's like I'm trying to save face."

Hill, unfazed, waved his hand and turned the page: "Explain your chaos magic in detail. How did you do it? What formula did you use?"

"I don't know, I was a sacrifice back then."

"What do you mean?"

"Can sacrifices also yield chaos magic?"

Hugh and Hill each said something, which piqued Gawain's intense curiosity.

Chaos magic is a forbidden ritual. The life-or-death gamble not only threatens the caster but also easily creates a chaotic contamination zone, harming passersby. If it fails, the consequences are unimaginable. Therefore, any magician who attempts to plan a chaotic sacrifice will be suppressed immediately.

Even worse, some are directly issued arrest warrants.

As for his treatment after his success, we can only say that he was ignorant before, but now he knows he was wrong, and everyone has decided to forgive him and give him an opportunity to serve the country/family/church.

"Sacrifices cannot obtain chaos magic, which is why I said it was an accident."

Gao Wen didn't hide anything; his two roommates had incredible influence behind them, and even if he didn't say anything, they could find out: "Do you know Professor Van Wechs, the head of the History Department?"

"I know, that old guy is gloomy and doesn't look like a good person."

"Cousin, you should be polite to your teachers."

"It's alright, Professor Vanvich won't mind..."

Gao Wen briefly recounted what happened: "That's why I arrived a month late, and many of my seniors never came back because of the Chaos Sacrifice."

"No wonder..."

Hugh suddenly realized and said, "I'm also a history major. A couple of days ago, Professor Fan Sen was suddenly expelled, and the students were talking about it. I was wondering what had happened, but it turns out I was implicated."

Who is Fan Sen?

“Vanwich’s son, a history professor, looks a lot like his father,” Hill explained.

"..."

What does the school mean by this? Fan Weiqi committed such a terrible crime, yet they only expelled his son from the school instead of arresting him, torturing him, and throwing him out to take the blame... Isn't this making things difficult for Gao?

He bet five cents that someone surnamed Fan had his eye on him.

After drinking a plate of caviar to calm himself down, Gawain asked, "Vansen has connections, right?"

"Clear and transparent!"

Hill gave a thumbs up. He could tell that Gawain wasn't stupid; his innocent expression was all an act. He gloated, "Vansen is the Second Prince's knight. He earns the Second Prince's reputation at school and makes money for him in the university town. He's his right-hand man and his most trusted confidant."

"Is he able to manage?"

"Don't worry about whether he's busy or not. He's got a knack for making money. Fan Sen manages the third largest hotel in Silver City, and he also has several shops!"

"What about the first and second largest?"

“Naturally, it’s our Griffith family.”

"..."

It's infuriating that some people start showing off when they can't outdrink others; it's utterly pointless.

Gawain rolled his eyes: "If I'm not mistaken, the Griffiths family, like the Vansen family, are just front men for the royal family, right?"

"It's straightforward enough, I like it."

Hill straightened his back, stood up, and looked towards the capital: "That's right, our Griffith family only has one sun, and that is His Majesty the King!"

loyalty!

Xiu couldn't bear to look and raised her hand to cover her face.

"Since you only have one sun in your heart, why share a dormitory with the Third Prince?" Gawain complained. Loyalty that isn't absolute is absolutely disloyal, and the Griffith family should understand this principle.

“Our Griffith family has long been tied to my cousin; we had no other choice.”

Hill spread his little hands, poured a glass of wine for his cousin, and grumbled, "Unfortunately, my cousin is hopeless. He says he's not cut out for management and is only interested in studying history. Unlike the Second Prince, who has lofty ambitions since childhood and isn't a good-for-nothing prince who just loafs around. That's something he should learn from."

These words sounded familiar, but Xiu pretended not to hear them, inwardly blaming Hill for being drunk; these were things that couldn't be said.

It's not that he's unwilling to work hard, but that he's not qualified to work hard.

People say that a mother's status rises with her son's, but that's not true; it's the son who rises with his mother's.

The eldest and second princes were both born to the queen and had countless supporters at court. Hugh, the third in line to the throne, had a very ordinary background. His mother came from the Griffith family, a merchant family. The first two generations of their business had been successful and caught the king's eye. After she became queen, the Griffith family benefited from this and received a title, making more and more money and sending money to the palace every year.

That's all!

The Griffiths family is the royal family's wallet, and a wallet should be aware of its own limitations. If they become too calculating, His Majesty the King wouldn't mind changing wallets.

From beginning to end, the Griffith family could not provide Hugh with political capital. Rather than jumping around and dragging his mother and the Griffith family down, he should have just studied diligently and let the Griffith family remain the royal family's wallet forever.

It's good for everyone.

Before he could finish speaking, Gao Wen had already guessed some of what was going on, and immediately felt a headache coming on: "What should I do? I'm just a freshman, I don't want to get involved in the crown prince struggle. Is it too late for me to move out now?"

"Hehe, it's late!"

Unlike Hugh, who lacked ambition, Hill, who usually lacked ambition, was particularly eager to improve. He strode forward and put his arm around Gawain's shoulder: "Cousin Gawain, you kicked Vanwichl and his son's butts, which is equivalent to slapping the Second Prince in the face. He will definitely use you to establish his authority and get revenge for his men."

"Don't call me cousin, I don't have a cousin like you."

"You can't say that. You're related to the royal family, and so am I. We're relatives."

"That's right, I'm related to the royal family, specifically to the second prince. We're all family, so my cousin the second prince wouldn't target me..."

"You will now share a room with the Third Prince!"

"..."

Gao Wen: (╥﹏╥)

Why did it turn out like this...? I finally climbed out of the underworld and finally arrived at the Royal Magic University. I should have been enjoying university life since I just enrolled, but it turned out like this.

"Which bastard arranged this dorm room?"

"Rousseau".

"Who the hell is this?"

"Dean of the School of Philosophy."

"..."

That's all!

As expected of the dean of the philosophy department, Rousseau's name itself sounds very philosophical.

“Cousin Gao Wen, don’t worry about it. Since things have come to this point, why don’t you come with me tonight? I’ll take you somewhere to relax.”

Hill winked. Since Gawain's innocence was all an act, he decided to stop pretending to be a nice senior: "You might not believe it, but you'll go deaf if you go to that place."

"This is so strange, what kind of magic is it?"

Gao Wenqi is strange. I've never heard of indecent things affecting hearing. Is it because he's ignorant and doesn't understand the vulgar upper class?

"It's a very powerful charm spell. After I went there once, I can't listen to anyone who tells me not to go anymore."

"..."

You have such a great life!

Chapter 26 Where is morality, where is law, where is address?

In the end, Gawain never got to see the mysterious shop Hill described—a shop with pink lights, a human touch, and both local and exotic features.

It's a pity, going in once will make you deaf, he really wanted to see it for himself.

The reason he couldn't go was simple: Hugh wouldn't allow it. The Third Prince was a typical ascetic, and with him around, Hill couldn't possibly lead Gawain astray... no, Hill and Gawain couldn't possibly conspire together.

Since they didn't get to visit the Mysterious Shop, Hugh led Gawain around the Commercial Street to familiarize him with the area. The purpose was twofold: to buy a change of clothes and school supplies, and to show him around. The Commercial Street had the Mage Guild's headquarters, and Gawain would come here often in the future.

As expected of a well-known bustling district, its scale is in no way inferior to that of Gawain's era, and the people there are all night owls, making for a very rich nightlife.

As Gao Wen strolled around, he suddenly realized something was wrong. There were too many people handing out flyers on the street, and the vast majority of them were young women around his age, some of whom were even wearing school uniforms.

Could they all be current students?

It's outrageous that capitalist schools have reached such an appalling level of economic exploitation of their students. Where is morality? Where is the law? Where is justice?

Oh, here's the address.

When you don't understand something, ask. Gao Wen raised a question and received an answer from Xiu.

“They are indeed students at the seminary, and they are all from there. Their families are not short of money; it was purely a spontaneous act,” Hugh replied in a low voice.

Just then, two tall, long-legged female students walked over, their fragrance wafting through the air. They smiled and handed over flyers with the word 'Dawn' printed on them. Hugh politely accepted them and stepped forward to stand in front of Gawain and Hill, facing the onslaught of their questions.

"Hey, you old lecher, you didn't even protect us? Are they all people we can't afford to mess with?"

Gawain looked at Hill in surprise. Instead of taking the opportunity to flirt with the young lady, the latter was pretending to be dead. What happened to the promise of making money from stocks? If you're so rich, go buy some indulgences!

"I am not old, and a healthy body houses a healthy soul. This is normal development and there is nothing shameful about it."

Hill immediately retorted, then lowered her voice: "But you are right about one thing, they are indeed not to be trifled with. There are plenty of crazy people in the church. If you encounter people from the seminary at school in the future, you'd better avoid them, lest you get into trouble and can't shake them off."

Faith can make people steadfast, but it can also drive them mad. Hill had seen too many nobles who squandered their fortunes on the church and remained unrepentant until death. He had little affection for the church and consequently kept his distance from female students with church backgrounds.

It's better not to join this group!

Over there, Hugh, who was all smiles and treated everyone with utmost stubbornness, was like a rock in a latrine—stubborn and unyielding. No matter how strong he was, all he could get in return was a fake smile from the authorities.