Chapter 636: Chapter 228: Plotting in Dragon Capital

Netherworld Sea, Five Claw Island, when the sun rises from the edge of the sea, the scenery is exceptionally beautiful.

Cantona, who had opened up his mind, lived a very comfortable life. Ever since he let himself go, he found nothing could restrain him anymore, but dreams he hadn’t had for a long time reappeared.

It was a dream he had since childhood, where he was a Red-robed Archbishop. Cantona swore he never wanted to be a Red-robed Archbishop. The kingdom in the dream was not the Black Meteor Empire, but a place called "Rome," where he was a devout Christian follower. There was a Pope there, and somehow it split into Catholicism and Orthodox Christianity, then the two sides began fighting. Being in the Cardinal, he felt lost. Anyway, Cantona felt that man was quite foolish. This dream appeared intermittently, repeatedly, until he entered the Nether God’s Court and it finally vanished.

It’s undeniable that this dream brought him some heretical thoughts from certain angles. It was these thoughts that supported him during his escape, preventing despair and suicide, allowing him to get through the most struggling and confused phase.

As for now, neither the Death Church nor the Nether God’s Court could kidnap him. He could do as he pleased. He is now a Preparatory Angel, a desirable candidate no matter where he is placed, no matter whom he works with.

Lu Nalei said she was a person of the Death God, but he felt she was much like him, lacking a sense of belonging to any church. Truly, if divided, Cantona felt he belonged to the Round Table Conference; that’s where he felt at home.

Regarding his advancement to Four Lives and becoming a Preparatory Death Angel, he did not hide it but reported truthfully. As expected, the Church Court was very satisfied, without punishment, and let him continue to delve deeper. He judged that the Nether side intended to create a genuine Death God believer to dismantle the Death Church, and a Death Angel was undoubtedly the best. As for his own safety, that was not among the Church Court’s concerns.

His current task is, on one hand, looking for information about the Wish Book, and on the other, waiting for orders, while simultaneously elevating his status in the Five Claw Island to become the highest-authority "Nether Messenger."

He was promoted, but the corresponding intelligence network was not given to him. In times past, Cantona surely would have been indignant for a while, but now it doesn’t matter. His goal has been achieved, and he can continue to happily lie low for a bit.

Regarding enhancing his power, this time Mr. Gemini of the Round Table Conference gave him a lot of inspiration. In the past paths, if he betrayed his faith, Spiritual Ability would collapse, but now he gained the power of the Death God. Although the relationship between the Death God and the Nether God is unclear, it really shouldn’t be so smooth, maybe it relates to changes in the new epoch. When he worked in the Cardinal Hall of the Nether God’s Court, he got to read a lot of related knowledge.

He knows the Celestial Principle School, a completely new path, which has even birthed Demigods. Various signs indicate the laws of the Sixth Epoch are changing. Epoch replacements often come with shifts in power and order, breaking the shackles of thought. He feels his cultivation path can open up, and he can be bolder than before and try more.

Mr. Libra wants to find the Dragon Mother. From the tone of his analysis, it doesn’t seem hostile, as whenever Mr. Libra brings her up, his tone becomes noticeably softer, even with a hint of reminiscence... does he fancy the Dragon Mother?

This taste is quite unique. As expected, there are no normal people in the Round Table Conference, except Miss Aries.

Mr. Cancer should have encountered a small issue. His conversation with Mr. Gemini had a strong hinting nature, but with Mr. Cancer’s ability, solving it should just be a matter of time.

Cantona especially wants to find the Wish Book now. Recently he has a feeling that the Wish Book might be prepared for the Round Table Conference. The formation of a powerful Secret Organization always requires some powerful Secret Items, and the Wish Book really fits the Round Table Conference.

Royal City of Hedan.

The Royal City incident is long past. This city, with a long history, hasn’t been affected as if it became bright and splendid after a storm. People continue to be busy, enjoying the blessings of the Earth Mother Goddess.

Simmons rose from the luxurious bed, and the maids filed in to prepare everything for him, but Simmons didn’t linger on them. What occupied his mind were other matters.

Amidst the fleet’s assembly, there was much profit, and it was also a very important show of the George Family returning to the Kingdom’s power center, surrounded by family members both inside and outside eager with envy. At the beginning, some people in the family acted under the guise of elders, bossing him around and even attempted to sideline him. Simmons wasn’t too bothered. He thought, instead of letting these people hide in the dark, it was better to let them all out at once, watch them leap, and then catch them all at once.

The recent result was capturing two, exiling five, and Travis contributed a lot of effort, replacing them all with his relevant cohort in the Canon Law School.

The core of power is the people, the executors.

As the future and core of the George Family, coupled with the King’s emphasis, he gradually discovered the change in his voice within the family. Power must be fought for; even though he didn’t want to use it to oppress others, at least it would allow him not to be disturbed by others. He also didn’t want anyone to treat him like a fool.

"Simmons, Simmons, have you gotten up yet? I’m coming in!"

Outside the door came Celestia’s voice. Currently, only Celestia dared to bother Simmons like this in the George Family.

Throughout the whole struggle, Celestia has been a good helper for Simmons. In some decisions, Celestia was even more ruthless than Simmons. In Celestia’s view, for the family to stand firm in the new era, it wasn’t those old loafers they needed, best let them enjoy their old age, not make trouble. Where Simmons was inconvenient to face, she would play the bad cop.

Before Simmons could answer, Celestia had already entered, "You’re really lazy, just got up, huh? How’s the fleet assembly going, why is it so slow."

Simmons waved away the maids, smiled, "Can’t rush it. Rushing leads to problems, better to go slower. But no matter what, you can’t go."

Celestia pouted, "I want to see it too, what if I’m destined with the Wish Book?"

"Such a top-tier Secret Divine Artifact isn’t something we’re so destined with, nor can we bear it," Simmons said.

"Ah, weren’t you very confident?"

Simmons waved his hand, "I am confident, but I don’t believe I can do it. I can only give it my best shot. The owner of such a treasure has long been decided."

"Should I say you’re mature, or that you lack ambition?" Celestia, being clever, understood the underlying implication of Simmons’ words.

Suddenly, her big eyes twinkling, she said, "I want to go to Dragon Capital."

"In your dreams!"

"Simmons, do you believe that I’ll tell the family about your true intentions?" Celestia said.

"Hmph, what true intentions, what are you talking about!"

"Simmons, don’t think I don’t know you’re not a virgin anymore. You..."

Listening to Celestia babbling nonsense, Simmons quickly covered her mouth, "Stop talking nonsense."

"I don’t care, I want to go. There’s a trade convoy going to Dragon Capital to purchase a batch of Hex equipment soon. I want to be in charge of this route; the sea voyage to Dragon Capital is very safe. I want to gain some experience!" Celestia said, hands on her hips.

Simmons was speechless. The George Family had just taken over the rights previously held by the Zheng Family. A large part of it involved trade with Lilon, where there’s a lot of profit. Frankly, this trade route and channel were indeed opened up by the Zheng Family using their Beijing people’s identity. They earned a lot themselves, but also transported a lot of needed goods to Moncalleta.

"This is currently the most profitable trade route you have. Are you assured to hand it over to someone else? I’ll run it once, check it out, shouldn’t you thank me? Besides me, who else in the family can you trust?" Celestia knew there was hope when she saw Simmons silent.

Simmons was originally going to go personally, but he had to deal with a mission to the Netherworld Sea and couldn’t be in two places at once. After all, the King’s orders outweighed personal interests.

"Think about all the twists and turns involved. The Zheng Family likely has other plots involved. Just because the Zheng Family has fallen doesn’t mean you should be careless. Only I, your beloved sister, can share your burdens. You don’t thank me and even scold me, sob~" Celestia started acting, tears welling up instantly.

"Don’t sob, let me think." Simmons said. Celestia wasn’t wrong; he hadn’t thought of it, but it felt unsafe. There were definitely many issues with this line. Leaving it alone wouldn’t cause immediate problems, but touching it might trigger many issues.

Though Celestia was smart, that was only in Hedan. Outside was a different story.

"Brother Li is in Dragon Capital, right? If you’re worried, let him look after me. I really took care of him in Hedan." Celestia blinked and said.

"Heh, not sure who took care of whom. Brother Li probably has a lot of tricky problems to deal with too and doesn’t have time to care about you." Simmons had considered it, but Brother Li wasn’t an idle person, and he didn’t favor Celestia much.

"I remember that Grandmaster Mordo and Grandmaster Philson are in Dragon Capital. I can visit them and say hello. Even if something happens, they can handle it, right?" Celestia said.

Simmons’ eyes lit up, that was indeed a good idea. He knew the Celestial Principle School was preparing to expand in Dragon Capital, investing a lot of effort and sending many elites there. Dragon Capital was the source of the reform, and he heard that the Celestial Principle School was quite welcomed there. Celestia often attended palace gatherings and was familiar with the Grand Scholars.

"You can go, but being outside is different from being at home. Don’t lose manners, prepare generous gifts to bring along. Visit the Academy before you go and ask if there’s anything needed to be taken." Simmons said.

"Do I really need you to tell me? You were educated by me!" Celestia said proudly, "You take care of things at home!"

Simmons nodded, and Celestia gleefully bounced out like a joyful parrot.

Simmons shook his head helplessly. Well, he also wanted to send some gifts to Brother Li. It was just right for Celestia to take them along. What should he prepare?

Someone of Brother Li’s level wouldn’t be interested in ordinary vulgar items. It had to be something elegant, something that would remind him now and then of the bond between brothers.

Celestia ran out happily, more than a little happy, and then quickly released a messenger. The messenger soared into the sky.

Celestia clapped her hands satisfactorily. There was nothing she couldn’t handle. She had long wanted to see Dragon Capital, the cradle of Hex, the hometown of Grand Governor Luthor. What kind of place could produce people like Luthor and Li Xin?

Of course, this time she wasn’t the main character. Though not achieving a marriage alliance was a bit regrettable, Simmons didn’t lose unfairly.