god of tomorrow

"Bob, what happened?"

Hill's expression was grave. He gritted his teeth and pressed his hand to the back of his neck. "Damn bastard, why did he have to come now? Couldn't he have waited five more seconds?"

“Young Master Hill, this is the situation…”

Bob recounted the entire process in the most concise language, from Colin's use of hostages to Gawain's ambush and subsequent killing of Vansen, detailing every single aspect.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Hill was utterly astonished: "Gawain, you really killed Van Sen?"

Dude, you're way too strong.

Although Vansen is nominally the second prince's knight and a former lecturer at the Royal Magic University, having obtained a formal mage certificate in his early years, those in the know understand that Vansen's status as a knight/teacher is largely undeserved.

He became a knight with a business mind, and a school teacher through his father Van Vich's connections. His own strength is average; he is only mid-level in the university town, let alone the capital city of Jin Yao.

Even so, Fan Sen has been operating in the university town for many years, with his own influence and informants. He is a shrewd and decisive person, and it shouldn't be something a freshman could handle.

Even a lion goes all out to hunt a rabbit, so a magician is extremely cautious. Hill believed that Vansen would not come alone, much less empty-handed.

Even with good equipment, someone was still killed by Gawain...

Hill looked Gawain up and down. His clothes weren't dirty, his hair wasn't messy, and the pretty boy was still as clean as ever.

There wasn't even a trace of wind or frost on it.

After killing Fan Sen, he could still come to the dance floor on the first floor to get out of trouble.

Faced with the stark reality, Hill suddenly realized that a thick barrier had already formed between him and Gawain.

"Waaaaahh ...

Hill burst into tears. His good friend was awesome; he could handle everything without his help. He was so happy that he couldn't stop crying.

"Why are you crying for no reason? And don't talk nonsense. Van Sen died from being shot in the back. It was clearly suicide. What does it have to do with me?"

Gawain pointed to a lump of carpet. An ordinary person could shoot himself in the back eight times, let alone a magician with endless tricks up his sleeve. Suicide would not be wrong.

“I testify that the Golden Powder Club is willing to provide testimony, and it was indeed suicide.”

The female manager confirmed that there was no ambush or assassination attempt tonight, and there was absolutely no competition for the crown prince position. The only incident was when Van Sen rushed in front of Gao Wen and committed suicide by shooting himself.

Getting it right!

Gao Wen gave the female manager a thumbs up. Although she didn't want to cause trouble, she did save him a lot of trouble. He, Gao Wen, accepted the favor and would bring Herwei over to patronize the business another day.

To be fair, the exquisite snacks in the luxury room are diverse in style, delicious in color, aroma and taste, satisfying not only the taste buds but also providing a visual treat, making them truly exceptional.

No further explanation needed, no highway access required, it's just delicious food!

……

The scene shifts, and Gawain follows Hill into a pawn shop.

Located in a corner of the commercial street, this inconspicuous store is officially called 'Griffith Charitable Credit Bank'. It is a non-bank financial institution authorized by the Kingdom of Golden Sun, aiming to provide low-interest loans to low-income people and help them avoid falling into the trap of usury.

Hill's female knight, whom she had arranged to meet many times but had yet to show up, took out a loan at this bank.

Non-bank financial institutions do not offer savings or remittance services, but they provide storage services for valuables such as gold and silver jewelry, cultural relics, and magical items, and incidentally, they also offer pawn services.

Those who frequently run pawnshops know that this industry is very complex. Sometimes, pawnshops buy items at low prices, refurbish them, and then sell them at high prices, often accompanied by historical or cultural anecdotes, which can make a hefty profit.

With the endorsement of the eldest son, Hill, the pawnshop manager accepted everything without hesitation, taking all the items in the wallet in one go. After calculation, the total price was 198.6 million, but with a discount, 200 million was transferred on the spot.

It wasn't over yet. Gawain then asked Hill for help, entrusting the pawnshop manager to deliver the carpet to the Adventurers' Guild. The 1200 million would first be paid to the pawnshop's account, and then transferred to Gawain's name.

I'm used to being cautious, and I don't want to be carrying a multi-million dollar savings account on a dark road.

The Adventurers' Guild is a constant source of quest givers, but it's also a murky and troublesome place, with countless eyes eyeing your teammates' wallets. Gao Wen weighed the pros and cons, prioritizing his own development for now, not wanting to be exposed as a multi-millionaire on his very first day in the guild.

Judging from Fansen's experiences, being wrapped in a carpet by Gawain and taken out on the street, having his murder case suppressed by a single sentence from the female manager, and having previously had the Adventurers' Guild openly offer a bounty, it is clear that under the strict laws of the Golden Kingdom, human life is worth less than grass, and there is no shortage of powerful people who would kill for money.

Keep a low profile; you can't go wrong.

It's definitely not because I'm worried about showing my face at the Adventurers' Guild, having the staff remember my face, or being caught red-haired by some red-haired guy by some accident.

Meanwhile, on the other side, Colin met with the second prince, Wick.

Wick Ignis.

Perhaps because they shared the same father but different mothers, the second son Wick and the third son Hugh had no resemblance in physique, appearance, temperament, or even hair color.

Hugh has a head of shining blonde hair, is self-disciplined and meticulous, treats people with humility, and mainly embodies an elegant and ascetic image.

Wick had brown hair and was a full size larger than Hugh. He had high cheekbones, deep-set eyes, and a dignified, masculine appearance. His eyes were like burning flames, perfectly inheriting the lion's ambition of royalty. He was imposing even without anger, and his mere presence exuded an undeniable sense of authority.

To be fair, he resembles His Majesty the King more than Hugh.

"Fan Sen is dead just like that?"

Wick didn't care at all about his knight being killed. Vansen's greatest value now was his death; once he was dead, the parents' meeting would stop making a fuss.

The key issue is that his knight was killed. If he doesn't do something, the leader's reputation will be tarnished, and all his past efforts will not only be in vain, but he will also collapse and be seen as a hypocrite.

Revenge on Gawain?

inappropriate.

Fan Sen's sneak attack failed and he was killed instead. He was incompetent, so what kind of master would retaliate?

The performance was staged for a parent-teacher conference, where the second prince was portrayed as stubborn and inflexible, insisting that Vansen was right even after his death; or he revealed his narrow-mindedness, telling everyone that the second prince was vindictive and would kill even the dog's entire family if offended.

Only someone with a screw loose would retaliate; the eldest prince would laugh himself to death.

Now that things have come to this, only Vansen can bear the consequences. He is an ungrateful wretch who is arrogant, disobedient, and has damaged his master's reputation. This is the best outcome for him.

As a knight, it is my duty to share my burdens, and I imagine Vansen would not refuse.

“Your Highness, Fan Sen has betrayed you; he serves the eldest prince.”

"You did a good job passing the buck. Don't do it again next time, or I'll transfer you to work in the kitchen..."

"Your Highness, I don't understand."

Use your brain!

Wick glanced at Colin: "My knight, betrayed me, became my brother's henchman. What will people think if word gets out? Vansen would rather die than work under me?"

Colin was speechless. He had been reckless, thinking that regardless of whether Van Sen was a traitor or not, it wouldn't be wrong to shift the blame. He forgot that his own prince's reputation was more important than framing the eldest prince.

"Gao Wenxue's approach was good. Let's leave it at that and no one should investigate further. Fan Sen will take full responsibility."

Wick's lips curled slightly, showing interest: "Have someone from the school pass on a message to Gao Wenxue, saying that Senior Wick has failed to discipline him properly and has frightened him. He will host a banquet tomorrow night to apologize and hopes that Gao Wenxue will do him the honor of attending."

To prevent further trouble and to demonstrate sincerity, the location was chosen to be the Griffith family's luxury hotel.

"Your Highness, is he worthy of it?"

"Well deserved."

Wick spoke with certainty.

The situation regarding the crown prince is not complicated. The third son was eliminated early on, and the succession is only between the eldest and second sons. Whoever can win the battle and outlive his father will be the next king.

It's common for the eldest and second eldest to fight and the third eldest to die, but there are also exceptional cases where the eldest and second eldest perish together, and the third eldest manages to save the day.

Wick didn't want to be the unlucky one who perished with Hugh. Even though he knew Hugh had given up the throne early on, he still kept a close eye on him. After Gawain moved into the dormitory, he ordered people to investigate Gawain's family background.

The file looks fake.

Further investigation revealed that the royal family had provided Gawain with a false certificate.

Wick continued his investigation into who was covering for Gao Wen, but stopped halfway through.

We can't investigate any further.

Gawain's forged document came from the Royal Magic Ministry, either from His Majesty's close attendants or His Majesty's most trusted knights. In other words, the King himself issued Gawain a forged document.

This makes Gawain's identity worth considering. He could be an illegitimate child, or heir to a powerful force that even His Majesty the King wants to win over.

Of course, it cannot be ruled out that a foreign nobleman, who was reluctant to reveal his surname, wanted to get his descendant into the Royal Magic Academy and pulled some strings with the king.

Regardless of the reason, neither of them were people Vansen could afford to offend. Vansen's death also confirmed Wick's previous speculation that Gawain possessed a powerful magical artifact, which came from a large family/power or a powerful elder.

The third son is not fortunate enough to enjoy such a person's company; he should be drinking and having fun with the second son.

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.

on Monday.

In the afternoon, at the gymnasium.

Gao Wen routinely sweeps around, searching for major enemies for sustainable development to complete his daily tasks.

The morning class was history. Freshmen love history the most. With respect and love for knowledge, they not only listened attentively in class and actively raised their hands to speak, but also took the initiative to clean the blackboard during breaks and took on the heavy task of helping the teacher organize the teaching materials.

It was simply because I loved learning; it had absolutely nothing to do with my history teacher being the department head.

I skipped all my afternoon classes.

Putting aside the previous misunderstandings, Leo, the PE teacher, was a straightforward person who turned a blind eye to Gawain's truancy; Ms. Buber, needless to say, never opened her eyes; Ms. Frey...

Anyway, we've already offended them.

As I said before, everything will be alright once you obtain the official Dharma Master certificate.

Gao Wen is doing well now, with his certificate in hand. Teacher Frey's credits are dispensable, so she readily gave up the front row seat to a student who needed it more.

Whether Freya was so angry that she rippled through the meditation room is none of his business.

After wandering around the stadium for five minutes, Gao Wen heard someone shouting "Gao Yiquan is here!" in the distance. When he chased after him, the birds and beasts scattered, and he didn't catch the big bastard.

"Damn it, it's all because of Yingjun!"

As Gao Wen was complaining, he spotted a familiar yet strange face in a corner not far away. He hesitated to approach and acknowledge it.

The man walked over, his face wrapped in bandages, covering most of his face except for his eyes.

He was broad-shouldered and stout, with a rather large head.

"Gao Wen, don't you recognize me?"

"You are... Senior Labrador?!"

Gao Wen hesitated, looking at the large head in front of him, and shook his head repeatedly: "No, senior's head isn't that big. You're not Labrador Senior."

"I'm not Labrador, I'm Lab." Lab's eyelids drooped, his mouth and nose were wrapped in bandages, and he spoke in a muffled voice.