god of tomorrow

Who are you? Where is Fan Sen? x3

Gawain did not step forward immediately. After observing the three people facing each other and confirming their allegiance, he quickly arrived at Colin's side.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll protect Hugh and Hill, but you're in charge of the other two."

"..." x3

Do you want to hear what you're saying? Hurry up and stand over here/over there! x3

Colin's eyelids twitched, his usual smiling demeanor completely gone. He glanced at the human-shaped rug wrapped around Gawain's shoulders, then at Gawain's neat and clean clothes, and said expressionlessly, "You should stand over there. I am the Second Prince's knight."

Holy crap, you're the second prince's dog, so why are you protecting Hugh and Hill?

Gawain's eyes widened, completely bewildered by the mysterious turn of events. He politely stepped back a few paces and looked at the three people facing off with suspicion: "Whose people are you two...?"

"I'm nobody's person, thank the gods, I'm so glad you're alright, esteemed guest." The female manager instantly switched to a formal smile, bowing and scraping to Gao Wen, revealing her cleavage.

A woman who is unfathomable is definitely not just a pretty face.

“My name is Bob, and I work for the Griffith family. Young Master Hill sent me to protect you.”

Bob was shocked by Gawain's magnificent comeback, without even getting his clothes dirty. He couldn't help but try to get closer to the Griffith family: "Do you remember the last time you dined with Young Master Hill and His Highness Hugh, I was the chef?"

Is this even possible?

Gao Wen was even more confused. They stared at each other for a moment, the atmosphere was right, but he still couldn't remember who Bob was. His gaze wandered and he was a little embarrassed: "Ah, oh right, that's right. I remember it very clearly. Chef Bob's cooking skills are very good. The crystal pig's trotters are especially fragrant."

I've never made crystal pig's trotters before!

As a chef, Bob felt his culinary skills were being looked down upon, but now was not the time to dwell on it. He took a deep breath and said, "Lord Gawain, you've come at just the right time. Is that Vansen you're carrying?"

"You still have the nerve to ask!"

Gao Wen was shrewd. Seeing the strange situation, he decisively retreated further and further, putting down the carpet to shield the unconscious Hugh and Hill behind him. Seeing that Colin did not move at all, he began to complain: "I was fighting to the death in there, almost losing my life, and you were dancing awkwardly with people here. Is this how you protect me? What have you been protecting?"

"And you, female manager! I come to the Golden Powder Club to spend money, and you not only treat me differently, but you also let assassins in. Is this how your club does business?"

"I curse you two to never eat four dishes in your lives, and if you do, they'll be leftovers from other people!"

Gao Wen shouted at the top of his lungs, afraid that if he spoke too softly, the people outside wouldn't hear him.

"Dear guests, we will provide maximum compensation for any injustice you have suffered in our store." The female manager quickly stepped forward, grabbed Gawain's arm, and made sure to protect Hugh and Hill behind her before finally letting out a sigh of relief.

We've finally weathered the crisis!

At this moment, the female manager looked at Gao Wen again and felt that he was a savior sent by God.

You're quite handsome, come visit often, and I'll personally play with you.

"Damn it, let go of me, I'm not clean anymore."

Gao Wen struggled desperately, but the female manager was simply too strong. She not only understood the laws of gravity and the formula for black holes, but was also proficient in human biomechanics and geometric friction. She knew how to maximize the friction area, so no matter how hard he tried to pull his arm out, he couldn't.

You're scrubbing yourself in the bath!

In a sense, Gao Wen saved the female manager's life. She was happy to be taken advantage of, and with a smile, she let go of Gao Wen's arm, reached into her pocket, and pulled out a VVIP black card with two fingers.

"It's a small business, you won't lose much. This is a black card from the Golden Shield Trading Company. Within the Golden Kingdom, you can enjoy the lowest discounts on all Golden Shield Trading Company properties. I hope you won't refuse." The female manager bowed slightly, presented the black card with both hands, and guaranteed that if Gao Wen used this card to visit, the Golden Powder Club would provide him with ten free meals.

Wow, where did you get that from? I didn't manage to get a card just now!

Gao Wen was completely baffled by Qi Jie. He tilted his head and looked into the deep ditch, suspecting that there was some kind of spatial equipment hidden inside.

"..."

You've already taken a couple of rubs, and you're still eyeing this?

Thinking this, the female manager slightly raised her head and straightened her chest so that Gao Wen could see her more clearly.

If you're so capable, don't just stand there watching. Come sit in my office for a while.

The female manager was too enthusiastic, and Gao Wen immediately backed down, withdrawing his inquisitive gaze and reverting to his gentlemanly demeanor.

“Mr. Gawain, what exactly happened today? Just tell us. Our Griffith family doesn’t cause trouble, but we are not afraid of trouble either.”

Bob also came to Gawain's side. After Gawain received the compensation and accepted the benefits, he stared intently at Colin: "Even if His Highness the Second Prince sent people to kidnap you and your roommate, our Griffith family will never bow down. We are determined to reveal the truth to the public and let everyone in the Kingdom of Gold know what happened tonight."

The female manager silently took two steps back; this was a topic she shouldn't be involved in, and her boss didn't want to either.

Ah, how does this relate to the second prince? He must be brain-dead to do something like this.

Gao Wenzheng was completely bewildered, but Colin across from him couldn't help but say, "Bob, I'm warning you not to talk nonsense. This matter has nothing to do with His Highness from beginning to end."

"Everyone knows that Van Sen is His Highness the Second Prince's knight!"

Bob responded coldly, posing the fundamental question: "If it's really unrelated, why are you here?"

"That was before; Van Sen has already betrayed us!"

Colin looked at him with a look of disbelief and said through gritted teeth, "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore. Fan Sen has betrayed His Highness and is now working for the First Prince. Everything tonight was a conspiracy to frame His Highness. I came here on orders to stop Fan Sen."

Whether it's true or not, let's first shift the blame.

"Hiss hiss hiss—" x3

Gao Wen: Holy crap, what kind of operation is this? Is Fan Sen a slave family with two different surnames?

Bob: You shameless bastard, you're really exaggerating!

Female manager: Is this something I can listen to? You guys chat, I'll go cut a fruit platter.

The female manager slipped away and stood at a distance, refusing to come closer. Bob didn't believe Colin's nonsense: "Nonsense! Don't think that just because Vansen is dead, you can say whatever you want. Mr. Gawain, you tell me, what really happened tonight?"

“Facts are facts, Your Excellency Gawain. You saw it yourself. I was just protecting His Highness the Third Prince.”

"That's because I'm here, you wouldn't dare to do anything reckless!"

"Bullshit, it's clearly because you won't listen to my explanation."

"You're the one talking nonsense!"

"He~tui!"

"He~he~~tui!"

"Lord Gawain, say something!" x2

One of them only believed what he wanted to see, while the other argued vehemently. After exchanging insults, they left it to Gao Wen to uphold justice.

"Ah, this..."

Gawain was sweating profusely. Getting involved with three princes and letting him spout nonsense was like putting him on a barbecue grill!

Gao Wen knew very well that Fan Sen was after him, but he had no idea who Fan Sen served or whether he was the eldest prince's spy.

Furthermore, based on his observation, although Colin's positioning just now seemed to be a threat to the hostages, he initially saw it as protecting Hugh and Hill, indicating that the other party did not want to escalate the situation.

As expected, tonight's events, due to a series of coincidences, turned into a dog-eat-dog mess.

To be precise, the struggle for the crown prince position has already reached a fever pitch, and any contact could ignite a powder keg.

Gawain didn't want to be the one to light the powder keg, so he shook his head and said, "I'm a bit confused about what happened tonight. I'm not one to stir up trouble. Let's talk about it after Hugh and Hill wake up."

"But……"

"Gentlemen, this is a matter of great importance, and we cannot make a conclusion so easily!"

"..." x2

Gao Wen's words made sense. Bob knew that the third prince, Xiu, had no ambition to seize the throne. Making a big deal out of a small matter was the best outcome. But they couldn't just let go of the handle they had finally managed to find.

He whispered a few words in Gawain's ear, and Gawain nodded and said to Colin, "How about this, when I get back to school, I'll put tonight's events in the school newspaper, and the whole truth will come out."

"No, what if the school newspaper writes something wrong?"

"Then let's wait it out. If His Majesty the King gets angry, the three of us will share the blame."

“Lord Gawain, I hope you will tell the truth. As long as you tell the truth, His Highness will not disappoint you.” Colin said helplessly. He was not qualified to take the blame for this, so he could only go back and report the truth to Wick and let him make the decision.

"Wake up, don't sleep, you're not allowed to sleep here."

After Colin left, Gawain came to Hill's side, his tone full of helplessness.

He planned to turn the second prince into a long-term meal ticket and reap a huge harvest of missions, but the initiative suddenly fell into his hands. There was no grudge between them, and his upbringing made it difficult for him to cause trouble.

If possible, he hoped to limit his conflict with the second prince to a personal grudge, rather than the first prince instructing Vansen to assassinate the third prince in an attempt to frame the second prince.

If things get out of hand, the king should clear the way.

The King and Queen are later-stage quests and cannot be completed now.

After much deliberation, Gawain could only take it one step at a time and see how the second prince responded. If he offered more money, everything would be fine.

Added too little, haha, then don't blame Gao for using this as leverage to run wild in the school newspaper!

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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Chapter 63: Good job shifting the blame, don't do it again next time.

Snapped!Snapped!

Hill was sleeping too soundly, and Gawain couldn't wake her up no matter what he did. In a hurry, he used a forehand followed by a backhand.

They stood up in response.

"Hey! Gao Wen, it's you?"

Hill sprang to her feet and opened her eyes to see Gawain, not the female college student whose father had died, mother was ill, and younger brother had dropped out of school. She was so frightened that her face turned pale.

Thank God, he really wasn't the kind of person who was rumored to be from a noble family and had a very single sexual orientation.

"How novel! Who else could it be but me?"

"I clearly remember being in the bathroom..."

Hill was halfway through his sentence when he touched the back of his neck, which was throbbing slightly. He then remembered that he had been attacked from behind and knocked unconscious while investigating academic qualifications in the bathroom.

What is going on?

Hill looked around and found himself in the first-floor dance hall. Besides Gawain, there was Bob, the female manager, and a drunk Hugh lying on the sofa.

Although the dance floor was brightly lit, there were no colorful people. The place was a mess, with clothes, shoes, socks, and bottles scattered everywhere, and a carpet lying around, as if it had just been raided by law enforcement.

The Golden Powder Club has powerful backers who entertain distinguished guests and run a legitimate business, so no one can find out about it.