god of tomorrow

Arlon was born a commoner, but through his talent and hard work, he became a Divine Knight of the Church of Dawn and a Chosen Saint. Later, he served as the Vice-Commander of the Knights of Judgment and the Commander of the Knights of the Sky.

He was a master swordsman with astonishing stats and incredible vitality. He was undead in battle, growing stronger with each fight. He fought his way out of enemy lines dozens of times, achieving numerous feats and accumulating a long and distinguished resume. He earned the position of Pope through his own prestige.

Under his leadership, the Dawn Church grew stronger and achieved new glory, driving out the Eternal Day and Eternal Night Churches in one fell swoop and suppressing the Twilight Church to the point of being unable to raise its head.

It's worth mentioning here that the beliefs of the four major churches—Eternal Day, Eternal Night, Dawn, and Dusk—are all related to the dual gods of the sun and moon.

Two hundred years ago, the two major churches, Eternal Day and Eternal Night, were destroyed and reorganized, resulting in the birth of two new churches, Dawn and Dusk, which signed the famous Dawn/Dusk Agreement.

The Dawn/Dusk Protocol: The world cannot exist solely in daylight, as this would lead to an overload of reason, the loss of privacy, and the depletion of life; nor can it exist solely in night, as this would lead to the breeding of madness, the realization of illusions, and the withering of life. The two gods, the Sun and the Moon, exchange authority through the Dawn/Dusk Line. At sunrise, the Moon withdraws its illusions, and the Sun infuses vitality; at sunset, the Sun retracts its brilliance, and the Moon releases its dreams.

The meaning is essentially the same, but the different leaders lead to different focuses in the translation.

Because of this agreement, the Dawn and Dusk churches established a foundation for cooperation, shared hardships, and weathered the initial makeshift stage.

The church has its own translation, and Gawain also has his own translation, which is simple, straightforward, and easier to understand.

The rational factions of the two churches, Eternal Day and Eternal Night, set up their own faction, put aside their grudges, temporarily formed a team, admitted that they couldn't agree on anything, and promised not to interfere with each other.

Now that the pot is full and the urine has soaked the boots, they complained that the other person urinated too much and started fighting again.

"Tsk tsk, mortals have gone to great lengths to legitimize the gods, even going so far as to help them sign a non-aggression pact. We mortals are truly remarkable..."

Gawain sighed with emotion. This wasn't just ordinary sarcasm; Alron's astonishing stats and vigorous vitality intrigued him. He asked, "Teacher, does Pope Dawn have any children?"

"No."

Buber shook his head: "This Iron-Blooded Pope is a devout ascetic, remains unmarried to this day, and has a very disciplined private life. He has an excellent reputation and I have never heard of any rumors about him having illegitimate children."

Alron had no siblings; he was the only son in nine generations, with no illegitimate children or even nephews or nieces.

At this point, Buper shook his head regretfully: "What a pity."

"What's a pity? Pope Dawn is exceptionally talented. Shouldn't he have as many offspring as possible for the sake of the magical world?"

Gawain's lips twitched as usual, his thought process peculiar. Buber pretended not to hear and spoke his regret: "The Pope of Dawn was born in Golden City. He lost both his parents when he was twelve and entered the orphanage of the Dawn Church. Under the tutelage of an ascetic, he was introduced to theology and was later sent to the seminary of the Dawn Church, where he received special training..."

"If his parents hadn't died young, and if he hadn't been exposed to theology too early, he would have been admitted to the Royal Magic University and become a legendary alumnus in the school's Hall of Fame."

"..."

Not to mention that Buber shook his head and sighed repeatedly, regretting that the country had lost a top talent, Gawain's mind was wandering and his thoughts were going downhill.

Children, churches, orphanages, ascetics...

He has been abstinent since adulthood, avoids women, and has no children to this day...

Good heavens, how can this be so hellish?

It's wrong to fabricate a legendary figure, Gao Wen shook his head repeatedly to dispel the wild thoughts in his mind, and asked the AI ​​to compare the two 'stars' and try to successfully pair them.

Is the Child of Stars the son of the Star Clan, or the son of the Star Sword?

The AI ​​assistant compiled and compared data, and concluded that the probability of the Star Family was 25%, the probability of the Star Sword was 40%, and the remaining 35% was that Gawain had not yet found the right target.

After all, both of these stars are related to the Kingdom of Venus. Bush doesn't know much about whether there are any families or figures abroad who are related to the stars and have a huge influence on the Venus royal family.

"That makes some sense..."

Gao Wen nodded secretly, adding, "But not much."

There's no need to ask about those abroad. The arrangements for school dormitories and the cleanup of the library both indicate goodwill from the royal family, making it unlikely that the family is located overseas.

The remaining two possibilities are that the Finn family were founding fathers with high social status, so it wouldn't be unfair for them to be the children of the stars. However, they are plagued by a short-lived curse, so if possible, Gawain would not want to be born into the Finn family.

The Star Sword is the Pope of the Church of Dawn. He has both strength and influence, and Gawain is more inclined to support this kind of Star Child.

Exactly! The Pope has an excellent reputation. If he guesses wrong and comes to claim kinship with someone he doesn't know, eight hundred axemen will definitely rush out and chop him up.

too difficult!

These days, it's so hard to find a rich and powerful father!

Gao Wen sighed. Having obtained two clues that were only probable, he decided to pull up his own file as soon as possible, hoping to find a breakthrough there.

As for Tuoxiu's help, just go directly to His Majesty the King and ask...

Your Majesty, do you know who my father is? I've completely forgotten.

It's obvious that this method won't work.

"By the way, teacher, I need to ask for leave from your class tomorrow."

"..."

Is this appropriate for you?

Booth got angry for a moment, then agreed. Gawain had a photographic memory, and receiving a regular education would be a waste of time. Besides, there was still a tutoring class for 500 yuan a session!

What, academic credits?

I must earn all the required credits!

"Teacher, aren't you going to ask me why I asked for leave?"

“Teaching should be tailored to individual students and not rigid. You are a very opinionated student, so I won’t interfere.”

Buber chuckled self-deprecatingly. Ever since he started charging 500 yuan per tutoring session, he had lost his right to be a strict teacher. If he disagreed, Gao Wen would skip class on his own. So why not do him a favor?

Teachers are so kind!

Gawain grinned, looking at the other's awareness. No wonder he liked Buber the most among the teachers. He decisively played the role of the teacher's favorite good student: "To be honest, I plan to go to the news agency tomorrow. I asked for leave so that I can study better."

Chapter 37 First Baturu of the Philosophy Department

South Campus, School of Philosophy.

Journalism Department.

The Royal Magic University covers a vast area; the university itself is like a city. However, since it is located in the South District and within the School of Philosophy, Gawain quickly found the News Agency using the walking navigation provided by the AI ​​assistant.

The door was closed tightly.

"What's going on? Is the club not open for business yet?"

Gao Wen was a little dumbfounded. After thinking about it, he realized that it made perfect sense. The school allowed clubs to be established to enrich students' spare time. It was currently afternoon, and it was the time when classes were in session. Which good student would be spending this time doing club activities instead of studying?

"Oh no, I took the day off for nothing. I should have come after school."

Gao Wen shook his head repeatedly. Since he was already here, he didn't want to make a wasted trip. He randomly grabbed a lucky senior student from the street and used his money to pay him extra.

Money power truly lives up to its reputation as the top superpower; once used, it is invincible. This senior from a humble background shared everything he knew.

"You're too late. The news agency is fully staffed and not hiring right now."

"Besides, it's not easy to work in a news agency. I suggest you give up on this idea, or you'll be the one who gives up..."

"It was the editor-in-chief who took it. No one else would dare to bully people from the news agency."

"The president's name is Herwi, a third-year journalism student. I'm telling you this in a low voice, but don't tell anyone, this woman is a violent maniac. She beat up the previous president as soon as she joined the journalism club and has been in charge ever since. Everyone else is angry but dares not speak out, and even their farts are muffled."

"..."

Dude, is it really that exaggerated?

Gao Wen's face darkened. The senior student vividly described a "muscle Barbie" who was eight feet tall and eight feet wide, with bulging muscles and a twisted moral compass. Although there was no clear ranking, she was already recognized as the number one "Baturu" of the Philosophy Department.

Hervy, a junior in college, surname unknown, president of the news club, nicknamed Butcher, Rice Bucket, and Red-Haired Demon King.

As the top leader in the South District, no one she interviewed was uncooperative.

The reason why the school newspaper can be so successful, with all sorts of gossip and rumors flying around, yet no one dares to come and cause trouble, is because its left fist deals high damage, and its right fist deals high damage. Anyone who tries to reason with it is persuaded by the physics department to go to the school hospital instead.

"That's all I know. You're a freshman, right? Take my advice, don't make a mistake. Hell is ahead. While you still have time, hurry up and leave." The senior student probably thought the entrance to the journalism club was too unlucky and didn't want to linger, so he disappeared in a flash.

"As expected of an upperclassman, he runs really fast..."

The way Gao Wenmo saw the senior student off as he left—his movements and footwork were no less impressive than those of the sports students carefully selected by Leo.

The fact that he is the top student in the School of Philosophy, the top leader in the South District, and the author of the school newspaper who dares to speak and write, all demonstrate that this president has an outstanding record and is highly accomplished. The News Agency is indeed a den of dragons and tigers, and the plan to join the News Agency needs to be reconsidered.

Gao Wen thought this way because his right eyelid kept twitching and he couldn't stop it.

"This is not a good sign..."

As everyone knows, a twitching left eyelid is a sign that you are about to make a fortune, because a twitching left eyelid means good luck.

The twitching of the right eyelid represents intermittent, autonomous, vibratory twitching of the orbicularis oculi muscle and its nerve branches, which are controlled by the brain. This is a normal phenomenon; please trust science.

"We're at a magic university, why would we believe in science?"

Gao Wen slipped away and disappeared at the entrance of the news agency. He was decisive today; he should have asked Professor Buber about it last night.

It's not too late to ask now!

……

At the entrance of the boys' dormitory area, Gao Wen's eyelids were still twitching, but being away from the school hospital made him feel much more relaxed.

"The news agency is a trap; it's not suitable for a good kid like me who just wants to study. Besides, they only hire journalism students, so it's not my turn. I have to find another way."

Gao Wen looked at the system panel with a conflicted expression: "What about the mission? Is this a case of shooting myself in the foot?"

[Host triggers mission: [Join the news agency]]

[Task Description: Joining the news agency will bring you many benefits, but the news agency is no longer recruiting. Being as clever as you are, you must have a way.]

[Task Rewards: 1000 Experience Points, 50 Gold Coins, 10 Basic Free Attribute Points]

The task was something Gawain insisted on getting, euphemistically called a 'daily task,' and now it's stuck with him, leaving him with a sense of regret for his own cleverness.

"Excuse me, do you know Gao Wen?" a female voice came from behind.

Wait, did I zone out? How come I didn't even notice someone standing behind me?

Gao Wen was quite surprised. His eyelids, which had been twitching, suddenly stopped struggling, and he turned to look.

The first thing you see is a tall, slender female student. Her uniform jacket perfectly outlines her smooth shoulder line and slender waist, and she wears women's school uniform trousers. At a glance, you can tell that she has excellent proportions and legs that are longer than life itself.

Her short red hair was neatly trimmed, not too long, just reaching her ears. She had a high nose bridge, clear lip lines, and delicate, bright eyes. Her features were extremely refined.

Short hair is also known as a beauty revealer. Without the protective glow of long hair, if facial features are not delicate, three-dimensional, and attractive, the whole face will look particularly dull.

True beauty lies in the bone structure, not just the skin. Those with strong bone structure look the same whether their hair is long or short, but those with only skin should be carefully considered.

The female student in front of him not only had excellent bone structure, but also excellent skin. Her skin was fair and had no velvety pores. It even shone in the sunlight. It was only because the Royal Magic University did not have a ranking of the top ten beauties that Gawain would definitely have voted for her.