Marvalho is a noble son of God, and the descendants of the Son of God have a certain probability of inheriting some characteristics.

Therefore, the issue of the heirs of the Son of God has always been very serious in theistic religions.

The special work attributes of the Whip of Order determine its danger. Therefore, if Gaspar becomes pregnant, she is temporarily unfit to serve as the district chief. There is a high probability that she will be promoted to another department to raise the baby.

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"But, young master, this should be difficult, right?" Alfred paused, "The personalities of those two don't seem to be that easy to get along with."

Karen shook his head and said:

"In fact, it's not difficult. Just like the success rate of deception often does not depend on how clever you are, but on how willing the person being deceived is to believe it.

There is always an equal relationship between power and responsibility.

Since Marvalho enjoyed the halo of status derived from his status as the Son of God, he had to endure the alienation from his family, as well as the loss of his right to choose a mate and even his right to have children.

Suss left because of his meritorious service. How many people are envious of the position of district chief of a local region? Gaspar was able to parachute directly to this position from a presiding judge in charge of trials in the Dingle region. She is also behind this.

It is related to the identity of the wife of the Son of God.

They are both very smart people, so smart that even if they have different personalities, and even if they are enemies, they would like to take out their knives and kill each other during the day, at night, they will consciously lie in bed to fulfill their obligations.

This is something they all know they must do, so they just need to add a little intervention factor to speed up the process."

"The young master is wise."

Alfred admired it from the bottom of his heart, because his plan was really too extreme.

If you can get that position without having to fight, that would be the best.

Alfred knew that his group was in a hurry because they were racing against time, or to be precise, against Master Rasma.

If the young master wants to save this group, or even his own life, he must climb as high as possible before Lord Rasma returns.

At this moment, a communication sound came from the shell next to my ear.

Alfred immediately reported: "Master, a team in front has retrieved the hidden traces of the assassin. Is it necessary to intercept it in advance?"

Karen: "Interception."

Without the slightest hesitation, Karen had no intention of letting the assassin come to play on purpose.

This has nothing to do with whether he has lost his power now. Even if he is in peak condition now, he has no interest in doing anything to deliberately stage a meeting and dialogue with the assassin.

"Yes, Master."

About a quarter of an hour later, Alfred replied: "Master, the assassin has been killed and the identity investigation is in progress."

"Well, if you can find evidence, just follow the evidence and investigate. If you can't find evidence... just choose from the list of our enemy's forces and make suitable evidence. Don't waste the assassin's hard work."

"Yes, Master."

Having reached this position, excess kindness is no longer suitable for spreading. Faced with this provocation, you must fight back decisively, otherwise you will face endless troubles.

You know, on the night when Leon's family was almost wiped out, Karen's family's funeral ceremony almost broke into a river of blood, so the assassination has become a negative thing for Karen.

When the convoy approached Allen Manor, members of the Whip of Order could already be seen on the road ahead, and everyone had formed a guard post to protect the safety of their minister.

Pu'er Cat Claw lay on the car window and looked outside, smiling: "Karen, were you also a member of the guard in the past? Meow?"

Karen nodded.

"It's so fast. How long has passed and you have become someone who needs to be protected, meow."

Alfred said: "What changes is the position, what remains unchanged is serving the order."

"Okay, Alfred." Karen couldn't help but interrupt Alfred and reminded him, "In the future, when we are the only ones present, you can be more casual."

"But young master, this is what I think in my heart. There is no hypocrisy at all."

The VIP car drove into the manor.

Alfred reported before parking the car: "Master, there is no news about Neo yet. After our meeting ended that day, he seemed to have disappeared. There is no place where he often goes or the Office of the Remnants of Light that he has been to recently.

trace."

"He will come."

How could he miss his "God Servant Process"? For the priest, this is simply the second "coming of age ceremony" in life, and his purification requires the fingers of the God of Light...

After all, who could refuse to be their best friend’s “godfather”?

Before Karen got off the bus, the Whip of Order personnel had already entered the castle and began to conduct control on each floor.

As usual, Old Anderson and the core members of the Allen family were waiting nearby, but today's big battle was unprecedented, so this time Old Anderson did not come forward to say hello.

He admitted that he had stage fright today, along with other members of the Allen family.

In the past, I only knew what my grandson-in-law's current position was, but it was not until today that I truly felt the oppression brought by such a position.

Karen did not wear bandages today, but wore a wider divine robe and a mask to show off to others.

Alfred pushed Karen in a wheelchair into the castle and came to the patriarch's office.

"Stupid dog, let's go!"

Kevin took Pu'er to have fun, which is a must-have for Pu'er every time he returns to his parents' home.

Little Kangna looked at their backs, she also wanted to go.

"Let's go play together." Karen said.

"But, I need to protect you." Xiao Kangna remembered her duty.

"It's okay, I'm safe here."

"Is it safe?"

"That's it for now, don't worry, just go and play. I'll ask someone to call you over to accompany me when needed."

"OK."

Little Connor chased Kevin.

Philomena turned around and planned to leave.

"You don't have to leave."

"Oh well."

Alfred leaned over and said: "Master, I will go outside to coordinate."

"Um."

Alfred walked out of the office, and now only Karen and Philomena were left.

After a while, there was a knock on the office door. Karen rang the desk bell. The door opened and grandma appeared.

She stopped where she was, frowned at Philomena, and asked, "Why aren't you alert at all?"

Philomena replied: "Because I sensed your breath."

"Crack!"

A bright red slap mark appeared on the left side of Philomena's face, and blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth.

"Don't you know that breath is easily disguised?"

Philomena did not speak, but silently licked away the blood with the tip of her tongue.

"A person with a stupid mind cannot become a top assassin. In the same way, he cannot become a qualified protector. Not to mention protecting others, it is difficult to even protect himself."

Karen sat silently behind the desk, watching his grandmother scold him for being the most powerful subordinate here.

It stands to reason that it is really inappropriate for me to say anything when others are disciplining students, but Karen really wants to remind her grandma that every slap you slap on her body today will most likely happen to your grandson in the future.

But then I thought about it, leaving aside Richard's other advantages, taking a beating was his absolute strength, so it seemed that there was no need to make any unnecessary reminders.

Mrs. Tang Li reached out, grabbed the back of Philomena's neck, pushed the girl's face in front of her, and continued to remind:

"So, as a fool, the smartest choice is to remember every word and every experience the teacher teaches you. Don't take it lightly at any time. Do you understand?"

"Understood."

Mrs. Tang Li turned around and looked at Karen. The serious expression on her face instantly changed to kindness: "My dear Karen, do you know how worried grandma is about you during this time?"

"It is our fault as juniors to make our elders worry."

As soon as Karen responded, a gust of wind appeared in front of Karen. The figure of her grandmother was approaching. She raised her arm, intending to slap her grandson again!

"Crack!"

Philomena's figure appeared and stopped in front of Mrs. Tang Li, raising the nightmare blade in her hand.

Mrs. Tang Li stopped her movements, looked at Philomena who was drawing the knife towards her, and said in a deep voice: "You want to use it to chop me?"

Philomena responded: "I hacked my grandma to death with it."

"Okay, very good." Mrs. Tang Li retracted her hand, "I didn't intend to hit him, I just wanted to scare him. If he disobeys, he will be beaten."

Philomena took back the knife and replied: "I want to kill you."

Karen picked up the tea cup and took a sip. She could only sigh in her heart that the relationship between master and disciple was so harmonious.
To be continued...