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Fors, who was beside him, couldn't help but ask, "Mr. Jonathan, I'm curious, since you want to obtain so protection, why don't you seek refuge with the orthodox Churches?"
"Because the Mr. Door we believe in is sealed by one or so of the Seven Gods," Jonathan explained. "Almost every mber of our clan has a premonition after advancing to 'Astrologer' that one day Mr. Door will definitely break free from the seal and return to the real world, so it is impossible for us to believe in our enemies."
Fors nodded: "I understand."
She thought to herself: I know this, Mr. Door is sealed by the Evernight Goddess and the Lord of Storms.
Then she thought: The Abraham family mbers of the Theosophy Order are stronger than Teacher Dorian's mbers, but they are also more radical.
However, Hobert thought: "I knew before that the doctrine of the Theosophy Order believes that the spirit is the essence of human beings, and the body is just a cage that binds the spirit. Knowledge must be obtained through spirituality, so that the spirit can gradually be freed from the body, and after layers of trials by the stars, it can finally break away from the material world and return to the purest and most real self, to obtain eternal salvation."
"But I didn't study it carefully before. At first glance, this doctrine seems to be the acting reference for the 'Rose School', or the 'Prisoner' pathway. But on second thought, this doctrine is not really related to the Demoness Sect.
"Your words just reminded that they have always believed in Mr. Door, so the doctrine of the Theosophy Order can also be regarded as a description of the growth process of the 'Door' pathway Beyonder, or simply a description of Mr. Door."
"Your previous remarks were very misleading!" Jonathan said to Hobert with a smile: "Let us convince a large number of mbers of the Theosophy Order, and even many mbers of the Demoness Sect are deeply convinced of your theory!"
Hobert's previous remarks on another interpretation of the 'Witch' pathway potion and the proposal to actively move closer to the orthodox Church were indeed very misleading.
Jonathan made full use of this, which was equivalent to screening out those mbers who were unwilling to continue living secretly, and these were mbers with similar ambitions to Jonathan and others.
Finally, Jonathan said aningfully: "The only thing we lack now is protection."
Of course, Hobert understood that Jonathan ant: Can the god you believe in give us such protection?
He said: "I will report this matter."
The implication is: I can't decide whether to accept you or not, I will report this to the 'Creator'.
Jonathan gave an "Um" and said: "I'll wait for your news."
He finished the rabbit at in his hand, took out a towel and carefully wiped his hands, then got up to leave.
Hobert sat by the campfire in silence, considering whether to accept Jonathan's group.
Accepting them would add at least three demigod-level combat powers, but they would also have to face the anger from the Demoness Sect, and there might be angel-level battles again.
If he didn't accept them, it would be easier, but Hobert felt it was a pity, that was three demigod-level combat powers!
Another question is, I don't know if the 'Creator' can isolate the curse of Mr. Door? This must be tested first. If Jonathan cos with the team and finds that the 'Creator' can't help them at all, it will be embarrassing.
After thinking for a while, Hobert felt it was necessary to accept this power.
For the "evil gods" related to rulers, they will eventually establish their own country. At that ti, the extraordinary power in the country cannot be supported by the Balk family alone.
It is necessary to unite all forces that can be united to form the extraordinary forces of one's own country.
If you dig into the orthodox Church, you are just asking for death!
You can only unite the descendants of angel families like the Abraham family, but these families have more or less problems.
For Hobert, the risk of solving these problems is great, but these problems are also an opportunity. As long as he helps them solve the problems, he can exchange them for their loyalty.
Finally, Hobert decided that helping is helping, but don't worry about this matter, you can wait until you beco a demigod before talking about it.
After eating a few bites of rabbit at, Hobert and Fors returned to the tent they had set up to rest.
Fors really wanted to know Hobert's belief, but she also knew that this should be a very private matter. If there were confidentiality requirents like the Tarot Club, it might embarrass Hobert.
So she decided not to ask first. Based on her understanding of Hobert, he would definitely tell her if he could.
Only when the two of them were intimate did Fors put aside this question and beco focused.
Being intimate in the wild gave the two of them a new experience, allowing them to wholeheartedly enjoy the joy of this mont.
After a burst of passion, the two hugged each other and chatted as usual.
Hobert suddenly said: "Regarding my true belief, I didn't ntion it to you before because I had an oath that I cannot reveal the existence of that great being to mbers outside the family unless it is for evangelism."
Fors nodded lightly: I knew it was like this.
"But it's different now." Hobert lowered his head and kissed Fors on the forehead: "You are now a mber of our family, and you may need the protection of that great being for a period of ti."
He said: "You should have heard of the 'Blood Emperor', right? That's right, it's the 'Blood Emperor' who established the Tudor Empire in the Fourth Epoch.
"Christian is a descendant of the Tudor family. Now you know where Angus, this cousin, ca from, right? That's right, they are all mbers of the sa family."
Fors was a little surprised. She hugged Hobert's waist to feel enough reality: When I was trading information about the Tudor Empire in the Tarot Club, I felt that these people and things were so far away from , but I didn't expect them to be so close.
This made her involuntarily think of the "Emperor" in the Tarot Club. After thinking about it carefully, she felt that the "Emperor" was quite similar to Hobert in figure.
But the feeling was different. Hobert made people feel enthusiastic, focused, and occasionally a little bad, while the "Emperor" gave people a feeling of mystery, erudition, and loftiness.
Then she thought: I rember the "Emperor" said that he had many colleagues from the Tudor family. Could it be that Hobert believes in the "Creator"?
Fors probably couldn't imagine that the reason why Hobert said that at that ti was to make his words at this mont more credible.
Only Hobert continued: "Our family believes in a great god nad the 'Creator of Human Order'..."
Fors hugged Hobert's arm even tighter: It really is like this!
"But don't ntion this to other family mbers for the ti being, because this is not sothing that can be discussed in public." Hobert also said: "You also heard the order conveyed by the King's ssenger. I will leave the territory this Saturday or Sunday to attend the National Day celebration next Monday.
"When Father ca to Jeffrey Town before, he reminded that sothing big was going to happen in Feynapotter City. I guess this big event is likely to happen on National Day.
"Starting two weeks ago, I have asked Philip to set up a company to divide and reorganize the industries in the territory to deal with possible accidents.
"After this inspection, you will start to ask about these company accounts. Although I won't let you do the accounting, you have to have a general idea.
"You must be careful during the period you stay in the territory. I will leave Archibald to protect you and rearrange the 'Traveler's Gate' for you. You must ensure that you can escape back to Backlund at any ti.
"If you encounter difficulties or dangers that cannot be solved, you can pray to the 'Creator' and ask for his help."
Fors said with so worry: "You're just going to attend a banquet, what danger could there be?
"Could it be that your investnt in the territory is too large, making the royal family jealous? If not, just give them these industries, it's just money, there's no need to take risks."
"In the eyes of the royal family, my investnt in the territory may be the most inconspicuous problem." Hobert patted Fors on the back to comfort her: "Don't worry, with Father around, I won't be in too much danger, but I guess my baronial title may be lost."
"Just lose it, it's just a title." Fors said anxiously: "Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"Just stay in the territory for ." Hobert said with a smile: "Don't worry, you know I have a 'travel' magical item, no place can trap ."
Fors felt a little relieved: "I really want to advance as soon as possible, so that I can share so of the pressure for you."
Hobert pinched Fors's nose: "Didn't you participate in the battle against the demons before? You've already helped a lot."
He also said: "Don't worry, after going to Feynapotter City, I will first go to see Bishop Simpson. In critical monts, the Earth Mother Church will also provide necessary help and protection, so you don't have to worry at all."
Fors then understood that Hobert had been preparing for this mont for a long ti, which made her feel a lot relieved.
At the sa ti, she secretly encouraged herself to advance as soon as possible: In that case, I can help Hobert, and he will discuss such problems with again, instead of leaving all the pressure to himself.
In Hobert's comforting voice, Fors fell asleep with worries, and Hobert also fell asleep.
Close to midnight, Hobert was awakened by the sound of prayer.
Who is so sick?
After cursing in his heart, Hobert pretended to be in a hurry to urinate, ca outside the tent and entered the "Nation of Disorder", and saw again in the pool in front of the "Iron Throne" that there was a strange star.
Spreading his spirituality over, this ti it was a man wearing a Loen-style court guard uniform praying to him.
This ti Hobert was not as surprised as last ti. He realized that soone was indeed testing him. The other party was likely a mber of the Loen royal family. Was it George III?
Hobert thought for a while and decided not to pay attention, because if the other party was just testing him like this, it would be impossible to find him, so there was no need to worry for the ti being.
Hobert, who had returned from outside the tent, ditated for a long ti before falling asleep again.
The next day, they continued to inspect, and Fors finally understood why the people loved Hobert so much. Without his actions in the past six months, it is believed that the area around Jeffrey Town would be as poor as these mountain villages.
At noon, the group returned to the manor where they had set off in the morning.
At this ti, Hobert realized the scenery of this manor. As far as the eye could see, there were low hills, and the undulating ground was covered with green grass, interspersed with so wildflowers.
Among the flowers and plants, various insects were already busy. There were no magnificent scenes, nor were there any novel landscapes, but seeing such a scene made people feel very happy.
Fors asked the servants to put the recliner on the grass. She basked in the sun comfortably, watching the spring wind and clouds, and watching Hobert riding a horse and having a great ti.
This place is indeed very suitable for riding horses. On horseback, there is a sense of conquering the land in front of you.
After riding the horse for a while, the gloom in Hobert's heart these days was swept away. He said to the guards and servants: "Go back at three o'clock in the afternoon."
After speaking, he lay on the recliner next to Fors: "This manor must be well renovated..."
Fors suddenly said: "I want this manor!"
Hobert smiled and said: "It's yours. You have to treat well when I co here as a guest in the future."
"I'm not kidding."
"I'm not kidding either." Hobert smiled and said: "I'll ask Philip to go through the formalities when I go back, strip it from the Lord's Mansion's property, and then transfer it to your na."
Fors smiled sweetly: "Hobert, you are so good."
Hobert smiled and pinched her face. Fors rarely made such a request, and of course he had to try his best to satisfy it.
Fors looked at the blue sky and held Hobert's hand: "I really want to stay here forever and not go anywhere."
"We will see more beautiful scenery than here in the future..."
"No," Fors suddenly said: "The scenery here is enough for . If I see the more magnificent scenery you ntioned, I will be greedy."
Hobert was slightly startled, turned his head and glanced at Fors: "We can't stay here forever."
"I know you can't stay here forever." Fors smiled happily: "But I will stay here and keep thinking of you, and when I miss you, you will happen to miss and appear in front of ."
If it weren't for that curse, if it weren't for wanting to help Hobert, she wouldn't have any motivation to advance.
Hobert gave an "Um" and smiled: "You can live however you want."
The two smiled at each other and continued to enjoy this wonderful ti.
But such a ti is ultimately short. At three o'clock in the afternoon, the group embarked on their return journey and returned to the Lord's Mansion in the evening.
After dinner, Archibald and Seel reported to Hobert their first bandit suppression results. They successfully defeated a group of more than 30 bandits on the east bank and seized a lot of spoils.
Just like the bandits in Jeffrey Territory before, these bandits, to a certain extent, were the rulers of that territory, so they would have a lot of property.
Hobert inquired about the details of the engagent, and Seel provided a comprehensive report. Archibald, with his extensive experience in leading troops, had made remarkably accurate judgnts about the enemy.
How to lure the enemy? How to set up the ambush? Everything was ticulously planned in advance, leaving the enemy disoriented. With only seven or eight soldiers injured, they managed to kill twelve enemies and capture over twenty.
Those twenty-odd individuals were all sent to the construction site, where they would face a life of hard labor, of course.
Hobert was finally relieved to entrust the task of suppressing the bandits to Archibald. He also instructed Seel to bring forward the two soldiers who had perford exceptionally well in the battle. After comnding them, he promised to help them beco Beyonders.
Hobert only ntioned the three pathways of "Hunter," "Warrior," and "Sailor" for them to choose from.
...
On Friday morning, April, who had an appointnt with Hobert, arrived at the front yard's side hall with two servants carrying a wooden box the size of a coffin.
After closing the door, only Hobert, April, and the wooden box on the table remained in the side hall.
Hobert opened the coffin-like wooden box, revealing a tall man with a prominent nose lying inside.
He looked exactly like Dunn Smith, except his hairline wasn't receding, and his hair appeared lush.
Hobert smiled, "You even cured his receding hairline."
April was slightly taken aback, "No wonder. When this body was first refined, it didn't have much hair. I thought I had made a mistake sowhere. The reason it's so thick now is because I found a way to make it grow."
Hobert stroked his chin and said, "This is good news for middle-aged n."
Then he asked, "Is it just a matter of rging the soul with this body?"
"It requires the consumption of one 'Life Stone' each year," April explained. "Moreover, this body will also age, lasting about sixty to seventy years.
"When that ti cos, even using 'Life Stones' will have no effect. You can only refine a new body, provided that his spirit body hasn't weakened, otherwise, it won't be possible to rge again.
"Also, the fusion process must be perford by ."
Hobert nodded, "Wait a mont, I'll go get his spirit body and Beyonder characteristics."
Quickly arriving at the study, Hobert excitedly sacrificed the "Spirit Wine Glass" to the "Nation of Disorder."
He went behind the "Iron Throne" and opened the stone coffin hidden there.
Inside lay Captain Dunn's spirit body and spiritual body, sotis illusory, sotis solid.
Hobert had been sealing the stone coffin with the "Power of Order," so there was no loss of spirituality in the spirit body.
Hobert carried the stone coffin to the side of the pool in the hall, stood it upright, and picked up the "Spirit Wine Glass." He suddenly felt a little nervous: What if Captain Dunn didn't want to be resurrected? What if…
Never mind, let's wake him up first.
Injecting spirituality into the "Spirit Wine Glass," invisible ripples spread throughout the hall. Captain Dunn in the stone coffin suddenly opened his eyes.
He was first a little dazed, then saw the clear pool, the spacious hall, the bronze giant door on one side of the hall, and the high Iron Throne.
Finally, Dunn's eyes, like deep lakes, looked at Hobert in front of him.
"Hello, Captain Dunn," Hobert smiled. "It's good to see you again."
Dunn's mory was still from the operation in Tingen to stop the descent of the True Creator. He looked down and didn't find any wounds on his body: "I rember, I seem to be dead."
Hobert thought: If I say, "Captain, you're mistaken," would I be able to get away with it?
"You did not have any vital signs at the ti," Hobert decided to tell the truth. "I took the liberty of preserving your Beyonder characteristics and soul."
Dunn pinched his chin and pondered for a few seconds before asking, "Then, our mission…"
"You saved Tingen."
"No, we, we saved Tingen." Dunn scrutinized Hobert: "You seem to be more than just an external mber of the Nighthawks team."
"That's right," Hobert smiled. "But one thing I want to explain is that I am a favored one of the Goddess…"
Right?
Then Hobert confidently said: "That's right, I am a favored one of the Goddess. I have received instructions directly from the Goddess."
Hobert could feel that Dunn was very wary of him.
Dunn asked, "Then, Mr. Favored One, this is obviously not sowhere belonging to the Church of the Evernight Goddess, right?"
"No," Hobert replied. "I asked a great existence to help protect your soul to prevent the loss of spirituality."
"Why do that?"
"Because I don't want you to die." Hobert spread his hands. "Or rather, you shouldn't have died. You saved a city."
"Is that all?"
"Klein and Leonard also didn't want you to die, and neither did Miss Daly. She especially didn't want you to die." Hobert forced a smile. "I don't know if you can imagine Miss Daly being heartbroken and drowning her sorrows in alcohol every day."
Daly was indeed heartbroken, but Hobert didn't know if she was drowning her sorrows in alcohol.
Dunn fell into a long silence. He was pondering, and also weighing things. Finally, he seed to have made up his mind: "But I'm already dead."
He looked at Hobert and smiled, putting down most of his guard: "I've seen too many Beyonders who are unwilling to accept their death. I don't want to beco like them, so…"
Hobert was slightly stunned, but then he changed his persuasion strategy: "Captain Dunn, the world needs you!
"Moreover, I found a 'Classical Alchemist' to refine a body with a lifespan of sixty to seventy years for you. You won't beco a wraith, and your state will be as normal as before.
"Oh, right, I also specifically told that 'Classical Alchemist' to cure your hair loss."
Dunn didn't pay much attention to the last two sentences, but asked with a smile: "I'm not so important figure, why would the world need ?"
"You're wrong, Captain Dunn. You are a vanguard of justice, a protector of the people, and a sword to punish the forces of darkness." Hobert said emotionally:
"The forces of justice in this world are so few. Your death will be a major loss to the forces of justice and will allow more evil forces to breed.
"Yes, this world may not need you, but the kind people who are forced into a corner by the dark forces need you, and the ordinary people who have been persecuted by the dark forces need you!
"Please stay and help them."
The hall fell silent again. After a long while, Captain Dunn suddenly asked, "What do you need to do?"
Hobert took a deep breath. Colleagues and friends had not been able to make Dunn decide to stay, nor had his lover made him decide to stay. He was staying for the sake of justice in his heart and the people who needed his help.
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