god of tomorrow

“Gauss, you need to keep a close eye on the Holy See. When I recruited Green, he applied for two spots from me, one for himself and the other for a Grand Mage named Beamont.”

Lindsay gripped the steering wheel with one hand, his tone grave: "Beamont is the captain of the Natural Holy Court's Knights of Judgment, far stronger than Green. He's here with ill intentions, most likely after you."

Brilliant! Now we have another teammate to protect us!

Gawain nodded secretly. He had asked Green to bring more people, but he didn't expect the guy to be so efficient and to send him a master so quickly.

Picking it up as soon as you step outside is a good omen.

"You don't seem worried at all?"

Lindsay glanced at Gawain. Because of his appreciation for Gawain, he viewed Gawain through a filter. His calm and composed demeanor made him raise his rating of Gawain even higher.

With his favorability rating exceeding 100, he had long forgotten his vow to get revenge on Gawain.

It's no big deal; he's always been very open-minded about outstanding young people.

“What’s there to worry about? We’re on a mission. Even if the Holy See comes looking for trouble, they won’t really go all out. At most, they’ll use the excuse of a friendly spar to exchange a few blows with me.” Gawain was completely unfazed. As long as Beamont didn’t open the arena card, he was confident that he could put up a good fight with his opponent.

If Beamont's rank is comparable to Tiffany and Jean, then he withdrew the message before saying so.

"It's probably not that simple..."

Lindsay smiled and said, "As a fellow countryman, I'll give you a piece of information as a favor. There's a student in Beamont named Derese Vickers who holds a prominent position in the Duchy of Rufa. She's not only a princess but is also about to become a saintess of the Natural Holy Court."

"..."

How do you feel now?

Seeing Gao Wen remain silent, Lindsay's smile deepened.

"So Princess Derese Vickers's name is... I almost forgot." Gawain suddenly realized. No wonder he had always felt that the neighboring princess was similar to Tiffany and Lily; it was because of her name.

It's really unacceptable that he could forget such an important detail.

That said, Lily has been fully awake during her recent night raids and knows he can see her, yet she hasn't changed her underwear style; instead, she's made it even more exquisite and alluring. What kind of mentality is behind this?

Oh, she still hasn't turned off the lights!

"..."

Is this why you're silent?

Let's say Delight is a princess of a duchy, not exactly a top-tier princess, but she still has the aura of a saint. Those prettier than her don't have her long legs, those with longer legs aren't as holy, and those more holy aren't as pretty. Averaged out, she's a top-tier saint princess. Is it appropriate to beat her up until she's disheveled and can't even remember her name?

After their last parting, Lindsay made a special effort to collect information about Gawain's performance in the Cavaliers' ranking tournament. Among the opponents' profiles in the knockout stage was information about Delaware, who was described as youthful, beautiful, and possessing an outstanding temperament and appearance.

Even someone as old as him thought Desire was amazing, but when it came to Gawain, he had already forgotten her name.

What's wrong with Knight Girl? Why doesn't she deserve to have her name mentioned? She should apologize to the photographer right now!

Oh, your left and right arms are even more beautiful, with long legs and a pure heart. They have both status and strength, easily surpassing the Knight Princess. Having experienced the glory of the first-rate, it's normal that they can't remember the second-rate ones.

That's all!

"Let's put the matter of the Natural Holy See aside for now. In the face of justice, personal grudges are insignificant. Let's talk about the mission." Gawain pointed to Red River Town on the map, not understanding why Lindsay had chosen this place.

"Back at headquarters, the Dark Church's hell sacrifice ritual is still going through the formalities..."

Lindsay explained his plan: once the process was completed, the Dark Church would be completely exposed and firmly linked to Hell, becoming universally hated not only in the Kingdom of Vis but also having no place to hide on the entire continent.

In order to prepare for the upcoming situation and prevent a counterattack from the Dark Church, Lindsay brought in two allies to practice and coordinate their efforts in advance, treating it as a drill.

The exercise took place at a key stronghold of the Dark Church. Should I say you're lucky, or extremely unlucky?

Gawain was furious. Lindsay realized that the Dark Church had great ambitions and the possibility of becoming the second Twilight Church. He immediately organized a frame-up and pinned the blame on the Dark Church.

It was a lucky accident; the whole process was wrong, but the result was right.

Lindsay blindly chose an outlying stronghold of the Dark Church, intending to organize allies to build synergy, but among a group of weaklings, she chose the toughest nut to crack.

It was another lucky accident; the random map opened up the Demon King's Palace, and he was happily talking about poetry and distant places, saying that he had no rivals ahead.

What difference does it make whether the flag is planted here or the advantage is in my hands?

Gao Wen rolled his eyes. As long as Lindsay didn't say she would introduce him to a blind date after this fight, everything would be fine.

Lily had warned him that Red River Town was dangerous, but Gawain didn't intend to remind Lindsay. With his Archmage-level combat power, the Hero Squad had four Archmages, so there shouldn't be any problems... If they were cautious, there shouldn't be any major issues.

Lindsay, unaware that she had almost unearthed the Dark Church's headquarters from opening blind boxes, genuinely thought she was just part of the atmosphere-building team and cheerfully continued to contribute, much like an old general on a theatrical stage.

He knew perfectly well that the so-called Red River Town and the so-called "bond and understanding" were not the ultimate goals of this trip.

The Church of Dawn doesn't mince words; they're after Gawain. So even though they know Green brought Desire's teacher, they don't intend to stop him.

This is exactly the effect I wanted!

How can Gao Wen lend a helping hand if he isn't knocked to the ground?

Without his rebuke of Beatrice for bullying the weak, how could Gawain have perceived the goodwill and sincerity from the Church of Dawn?

This is the right way to use allies.

Keep learning, there's no end to learning, it's too profound!

"The Dark Church's influence in Red River Town is disguised as a follower of the Lord of Death..."

"The Church of the Dead..."

"They thought they were hiding their true intentions well, but little did they know, my eyes had already seen through the truth!"

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The Kingdom of Vis.

The entrance/exit on the other side of the Golden Passage.

Under Gao Wen's direction, the old, dilapidated car was parked under a crooked tree.

To the north lies the vast primeval forest of the Duchy of Rufa, named Golden Cliff, sharing a similar naming style with Thousand Mountain Fortress at the end of the passage. The difference is that Golden Cliff has no lord, and because the Kingdom of Vis is inherently chaotic, its people are even more honest and simple than those of the Kingdom of Jinyao, making its security situation rather complicated.

Corpses everywhere—it's time for the necromancer to be overjoyed.

Gawain gradually discovered a pattern: the more chaotic the region, the more sought-after the "Death Mother" became. Unfortunately, the Underworld was in ruins, and the "Death Mother," suffering from narcolepsy, could hardly mend it. The transmission of faith magic had been broken; otherwise, the Golden Cliff and Thousand Mountains Fortress alone could have nurtured two sizable Death Churches.

Twenty minutes later, Green arrived late.

Gawain glanced at Greene once, then shifted his gaze to the woman accompanying him.

Her long, light green hair was styled in an updo, giving her a cool and aloof demeanor.

A face that combines maturity and elegance; if each feature were viewed individually, it would be quite ordinary, but when put together, it creates a harmonious and pleasing aesthetic.

She stood tall and straight like a pine tree, her black suit tailored to her impeccable figure. Her proud and full breasts were taut, almost bursting out, creating a breathtakingly voluptuous silhouette.

Along the way, the surroundings are a vibrant scene of life and everything thriving, attracting a lot of attention.

Furthermore, the frost between his brows was so thick that it could not be melted away, and the aura of killing intent and oppression was so strong that it overflowed from his body, causing passing adventurers to only dare to look at him from afar and express their awe, and not dare to go up to chat or ask about the price.

Beamont.

The Grand Master of the Natural Holy Court and the Knights of Judgment.

Just by looking at the magnanimity of this great mage, Gawain knew that although the Natural Court worshipped the forest goddess and was full of environmentalists, they were definitely not vegetarians.

Authentication Techniques!

Name: Beamont

Race:???

Profession:???

Level: 70

speed……

Skill: Natural Magic - Serpent Prison of the Netherworld (You know Medusa, right? They look pretty much the same)

A level 70 archmage, neither high nor low, stuck in the middle, comparable to Qin before she acquired the Mind Meditation Technique.

Gao Wen had just said that Commander Bei and Qin seemed to have the same style: both had frosty faces, never smiled, and were cold and unapproachable.

Another female knight with the same style is the long-legged senior, Cynthia.

The difference is that, according to the information provided by Lindsay, Commander Bei is an aunt who is about forty years old, seven or eight years older than Jyn.

Despite being at the same level, the difference of seven or eight years might be due to the fact that the Natural Holy Court's foundation is not as strong as that of the Temple of All Things, which delayed Commander Bei from fully exploring her potential and prevented her from developing properly when she was young. It could also be that her talent was simply not as good as Qin's.

Gawain guessed that the former was more likely. Both were level 70, but Qin could only be the vice-commander of the Temple Knights in the Temple of All Things, while Beamont had already become the commander of the Judgment Knights in the Natural Court.

Although the Forest Goddess is not an orthodox deity with a name in the Pantheon, the Natural Holy Court, out of respect for its industry predecessors and to save trouble, adopted the administrative and military system of the Universal Church, which had been tested by the market.

Within this tightly organized armed system, the three major knightly orders—the Temple, the Judgment, and the Sky Dome—form the core foundation of military power. Logically, the top combat strength of the three knightly orders' captains and vice-captains, as well as the average quality of all members of the knightly orders, exhibit an extremely strict progressive relationship.

The heavens are undoubtedly in the first tier, followed by judgment, and finally the temple.

The Knights Templar, wielding shields, swords, and banners, are the walls of the city, their blood the moat, their focus being on protection.

Take Qin as an example. Although she is not a member of the knightly order that specifically protects the saintess, she often takes on missions to protect Tiffany. She also has the ability to impersonate Tiffany and take a bullet for Tiffany when necessary.

The Knights of Judgment, bearing the banner of the Holy Flame, believe that only blood can end the evil thoughts of flesh and blood, and only fire can cleanse the filth of the soul, slaying all enemies.

The Sky Knights, wielding thunder banners and wielding divine thunder, descend from the sky. They have no clear roles of defense or offense; once they set out, they leave no one alive.

On the continent of the present day, the Sky Knights of the Church of Dawn eat the best, and have already ridden dragons, having acquired some from who-knows-where.

A flying dragon is still a dragon!

Getting back to the point, Gawain hadn't seen his loyal Qin for several days, and when he suddenly saw Beatrice, who had a similar temperament to her, he found himself missing her quite a bit.

Have you eaten today? Did you get into a fight? Is your back injured again?

With only Tiffany by his side, he couldn't even find a reliable person to administer the medicine.

"Commander Beamont, that is Gawain."

Green stood tall and proud, looking like he had found a powerful backer, much like a sycophant with a middle parting hairstyle who could speak two languages.

That may seem to be the case, but Green does not regard Beamont as his leader, which can be seen from the way he addresses him.

Because of his position in the workplace, Green, as the vice-commander of the Knights Templar, has his own superior, the Grand Master. He cannot directly address Beamont by his title of Grand Master; he must add a prefix to his name.

Unlike the arrogant Green, Beamont remained cold and businesslike throughout, introducing himself in the most concise language and inviting Gawain to a friendly match where 'friendship first, competition second'.

If friendship truly came first, this friendly competition wouldn't have happened.

Gao Wen knew perfectly well that the other party was just there to stand up for the students, and there was nothing wrong with that. No matter which studio it was, if the younger one was beaten up, the older one would eventually come out.