god of tomorrow

"go out!"

"My room, my bedroom."

"go out!"

"..." x2

After a five-minute scuffle, it ended with Gao Wen swearing that he would never again be bitten by other women.

Not satisfied, Lily took a handful of darkness and repeatedly washed it across Gawain's neck until her cafeteria was spotless, before finally stopping in a huff.

"Stop rubbing, you're already rubbing your skin raw."

Gawain shrugged: "The Great Sage's mechanism is too powerful, and Miroland holds the highest authority in the magic tower and is also skilled in illusion magic. I had no other choice but to use this trick. Just wash it clean and it won't affect your next meal."

Lily didn't think so. When Gawain was bitten by Hervy, it was called mutual attraction between two animals. Although she didn't understand the mutual attraction caused by the illness, she had no right to interfere. When Gawain was bitten by her, it was a private matter between family members.

Why should an outsider like Miroland have the right to dine on her private property?

Tactics didn't work either. She couldn't compete with Hervy, nor did she intend to. Her unique mark was no longer unique.

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This internal monologue was too dangerous and was forcibly suppressed by Lily's rationality. She used the excuse of being a germaphobe to complain about Gawain's tactical choices. In a fit of anger, she bit his neck and took a breath.

Recently, Lily has been challenging her weaknesses. She may have given up easily, but her efforts have paid off. As a result, her alcohol tolerance has improved, and she can now drink two glasses without getting drunk.

Gao Wen: (One?One)

I don’t know if it’s just my imagination, but his position in this family is very delicate. His older sister sucks his blood, and his younger sister squeezes his juice. He doesn’t even need to be in the next-door photography studio; he’s already been beaten to his knees by Xing Nuli.

Speaking of beating her to her knees, Gawain, curious about Lily's attributes, cast an Appraisal spell on her.

Name: Lily

Race: Vampire (Vampire, Dark Noble)

grade:???

Speed: 47000

Stamina: 53000

Skill: Forced Exchange (You know, spatial magic; whatever is seen can be taken without the owner's consent or refusal).

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Gawain gasped. As expected of the older sister, she was faster than Hervy and had even more incredible stamina, breaking through the 50,000 mark.

This time he's really going to be beaten to his knees.

I won't complain about the levels or anything like that; the key thing is the skills. The spatial magic Lily acquired is undoubtedly of the 'teleportation' type. The sudden appearance of a 'forced swap' indicates that Lily successfully deciphered the underlying code and, based on that, developed a new spatial magic.

One or two, what's the point of having such great talent!

Gawain swallowed hard. If we're talking about talent, the dragon's racial stats are definitely superior to those of the vampire. Even a flawless vampire like Lily couldn't possibly have a higher talent than a dragon; her base stats are higher than Hervy's...

Gawain, not understanding, asked, nuzzling Lily's cheek: "So, who's stronger, you or Hervy?"

"Why are you asking me this question? It would be much better to ask her..."

Lily muttered to herself, annoyed that Gawain was now bringing up her sister, making her feel guilty. Seeing that Gawain insisted on getting to the bottom of things, she gave a perfunctory explanation.

Before the Chaos Sacrifice, Lily's abilities far surpassed Hervy's. With her unreliable father, she acted as both an older sister and a mother.

After the Chaos Sacrifice, both women were sealed. Hervy, who had mastered time magic, not only overcame the seal and made rapid progress, but also jumped directly from childhood to adulthood, leaving Lily behind.

Now, Lily has obtained Gawain, and the progress bar for breaking the seal is steadily moving forward, allowing her to regain her elder sister's authority once again.

The above was not Lily's original statement. Gawain translated it himself, his eyes twitching as he asked, "Excuse me, how old are you this year?"

"Why are you asking this?" Lily immediately became wary.

"curious."

Gao Wenqing cleared his throat: "Hervy has already told me that she is not human, but a dragon, so I am very curious about your real age. Instead of converting it to a human age range, just tell me how old you are this year?"

Everyone says they have a really good relationship!

Lily didn't say anything, but hummed a little tune and looked to the side.

You two look guilty with the same expression; you really are half-sisters!

Gao Wen thought to himself, then tentatively asked, "Let me guess, are you a hundred years old this year?"

"..."

Not that young.

"Lily, say something!"

"Personal privacy is none of your business."

"..."

I understand now; my perspective was too narrow.

Lily's deliberate avoidance led Gawain to make some guesses. He politely ended the intriguing conversation and continued with the important intelligence he had gathered on this trip: "According to Alina's account, Richiord has been seeking the protection of the Dark God, but it is still unknown whether he has received a response."

Why should Alina explain herself to you?

"Personal privacy is none of your business."

Gawain planted a boomerang on Lily's head and continued, "How much do you know about the Dark God? In your opinion, can Richiord receive the Dark God's protection?"

"The God of Darkness..."

Lily frowned: "I remember my father mentioning this deity in his notes. He was also known as the Invisible Shadow, the Incarnation of Fear, the Ruler of Darkness, and the Opposite of All Things..."

"The God of Darkness is an incredibly powerful deity, and the gods who serve Him are no ordinary beings either: a god of death and a goddess of night."

"Keep going!"

When Gao Wenzheng heard the crucial point and saw Lily suddenly stop, he couldn't help but ask, "Since there is already a ruler of death in the world, why is there a Grim Reaper? Is there some explanation for this? How does Father-in-law's notes explain it?"

Who are you calling your father-in-law? Did I even agree to it?

Oh, he really is your father-in-law!

Lily fell into the same pit twice and was very frustrated: "How should I know? It's just a diary that the old man wrote down whatever came to mind. It's not even certain whether it's true or not!"

Gawain remained silent. Death, the master of death, darkness, night, shadows—he roughly understood who his mother's enemy was.

Another reason to kill Richiord!

Why are you not saying anything again?

Lily bit Gawain's lip, urging him to continue talking about the Dark Church and the three scepters. She said she would keep them for him if he didn't care.

With his mind filled with thoughts of his mother's enemy, Gao Wen had no interest in discussing the Dark Church: "Where are my father-in-law's notes? Let me see them."

"I'm afraid that won't work."

"Why not? I'm part of this family too!"

"Sacrificed by your girlfriend, gone in a flash."

Lily glared at Gawain with displeasure. "Look what your girlfriend has done! Our family is gone, all gone, completely gone!"

Gao Wen decisively distanced himself: "What do you mean 'my girlfriend'? She's clearly your sister. You're the one who didn't keep an eye on her!"

The two engaged in a heated discussion about the ownership of the living father, and their argument escalated into a physical fight.

Early the next morning.

Lily, as usual, took a nap, pushed away the dead man pressing down on her, and put her long, straight black hair up before walking into the bathroom.

Gao Wenxiong sat up proudly, and upon hearing the sound of the shower coming from the bathroom, he pushed open the door and walked in expressionlessly.

I didn't mean anything by it; I was just afraid Lily wouldn't understand, so I explained and demonstrated how to use the bathtub.

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3 month 7 day.

After leaving the city lord's mansion and resting for five days, Gawain, unable to get a call from Lindsay, decided to try his luck in the Kingdom of Viss.

The Dawn Church had cast a wide net but failed to capture the high-ranking members of the Dark Church, so his trip would likely be ineffective as well. However, he was always very lucky, and every trip he took yielded results.

What if we run into them!

Gawain claimed he had rested for five days and gone out to stretch his legs, but in reality, he hadn't rested much at all, which could be seen from Qin's expression. The loyal female knight couldn't bear to watch; Gawain was too busy at night, either sleeping with this person or being slept with by that person, and hadn't listened to a single word of advice.

Thinking of this, Qin decided to say something.

"No, I won't go to church today, my schedule is full. I'm going to the Kingdom of Vis. As long as darkness exists, I won't be able to have peace of mind for a moment."

Gawain declined the suggestion to inspect the church's work. With Gran overseeing everything externally, Tiffany meticulously managing the finances internally, and Gao De charming everyone in between, the Church of the God of Wishes would only operate more smoothly without him.

"Ah, the Holy Maiden really put on a fashion show, the exhibition hall is all set up, all that's missing is me?"

Gawain stared at Qin, dumbfounded. Could this exhibition hall be Tiffany's own?

Outrageous!

Gawain was just trying to scare Tiffany; he never expected a fashion show and didn't think Tiffany would put on one for him.

To be fair, the Holy Maiden does burn a lot of energy, but she doesn't do it openly. She burns it secretly by herself, or sometimes she burns it unintentionally without even realizing it.

In essence, Tiffany possessed all the poise and dignity expected of a saint. Her appointment as a saint of the Church of the God of Desire was a stroke of good fortune for Gawain.

Suddenly, I dressed myself up like someone from an exhibition hall...

Gawain was completely baffled by Sister Qi, not understanding why Tiffany was going to do it for real.

Gawain had a clear understanding of his secondhand saintess; he hadn't misjudged her. His assessment was quite fair. Tiffany's integrity was intact; she was definitely not this type.

But she has sisters!

Qin stood solemnly in front of Gao Wen: "Qin doesn't understand either, but the Holy Maiden has been planning this fashion show for several days. She can't eat well during the day and can't sleep well at night, for fear of making a mistake. She has become very thin. If you don't go, I will feel sorry for her."

"This is called moral blackmail, and I... I don't know how to refuse for a moment."

Gao Wen immediately turned around and headed straight for the church. The Church of the God of Desire was a legitimate church, and he would stop it immediately if the exhibition hall was decorated in a way that offended public morals.

Chapter 235 Sun God: Legal and valid, business license hereby issued.