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With the war concluded, the official Atlantis newspaper not only published news of the Kingdom of Paz's demise within the "Countdown," but also announced Hobert's upcoming ascension to the throne as Emperor.
Supplies flowed continuously from Angel City to Caesar Harbor, as people began preparing for their King's coronation ceremony.
The Ministry of Foreign Affairs took on new tasks, informing various nations and churches of Hobert's coronation.
The whole world was discussing this matter. Some believed Hobert's coronation as Emperor was well-deserved, while others felt the ceremony was too rushed.
Most people who saw the news in newspapers from various countries agreed that Hobert should become Emperor, but they had some disagreements about when and by which church he should be crowned.
The people in the newly occupied territories did not quite understand why the officials and soldiers were so excited, but thanks to the propaganda from grassroots officials, they knew that they would have a new Emperor.
At the same time, notifications were sent throughout the country, stating that a new scientific technology would be used to showcase the King's coronation on the main streets of small towns and in the squares of various cities.
Local officials were required to organize the local people as much as possible to watch the coronation ceremony.
The various orthodox churches were somewhat puzzled as to why the coronation would take place in the palace. Which church's Pope would crown him?
…
On his second day in Caesar Harbor, Hobert invited Medici for a walk along the seaside road.
Watching the distant freighters entering the port and the seagulls flying around, Hobert suddenly asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
With the war in the Southern Continent over and the Northern Continent completely subdued, Hobert's focus would shift to domestic construction, leaving Medici with no place to use his talents.
Medici countered, "Are you discussing this with me, or are you representing 'The Creator'?"
Hobert pointed to a stone bench and said as he walked towards it, "Of course, I'm representing 'The Creator'."
He paused and added, "There are no more wars in the Southern Continent, and I don't think you'll stay here."
"Indeed," Medici said with a smile, "It's no fun without war. I do plan to find something more interesting to do."
Then, he put away his smile and said, "You are the 'Viceroy of Heaven,' right?"
Hobert, who was about to sit on the stone bench, was slightly taken aback. "Viceroy of Heaven" referred to the "Dark Angel" Sasrir, but coming from Medici's mouth, it definitely had another layer of meaning: an avatar of a deity.
Hobert did not deny it, "I understand. Did you see my Mythical Creature form that day and realize this?"
He had expected this for a long time. In addition, he guessed that the other angels in the country should have similar thoughts after that battle.
Medici nodded, "Yes, it's very surprising for a deity to have a King-level angel as a favored one before even becoming a Great Old One.
"I also thought about Atlantis's strange national policies, spring plowing, architecture, and so on, and I guessed that 'The Creator' should be preparing to become a god."
Hobert nodded, "That's right."
He sat on the stone bench and said, "Your future plans are something I want to discuss with you, and also something 'The Creator' wants to discuss with you.
"As colleagues, it's been a good experience working with you. At least you've made things easier for me, and the part you're responsible for is exactly what I'm not good at.
"Logically and emotionally, I would fully support any plans you have.
"But as far as 'The Creator' is concerned, this help is limited because you have never sincerely pledged allegiance to 'The Creator'.
"'The Creator' can sense this. He can clearly perceive whether an angel is loyal.
"If I'm not mistaken, you've always felt that you and 'The Creator' are on the same level."
Medici stood aside, "That's how it was before, but recently, my mindset has changed."
However, his admiration for "The Creator" was still greater than his reverence.
Hobert smiled, and with a wave of his hand, he suddenly turned the surroundings into the "Domain of Shadow," forming a closed space that obeyed Hobert's commands.
Then, he said, "Let me tell you a top-secret message I just received: Adam is the divinity of the Ancient Sun God.
"Or rather, after the Ancient Sun God died, His divinity awakened within Adam."
Medici's eyes narrowed, his emotions rarely becoming agitated.
Adam was one of the masterminds behind the plot against him back then.
Hobert continued, "I've also heard that Adam was among those who framed you back then.
"But I must tell you that your evil spirit remained undiscovered in Backlund for over a thousand years, which should also be Adam's doing.
"It was only after you were rescued that people discovered it."
Medici looked at the beach in the "Domain of Shadow" in front of him, which was in "Disorder," as if in deep thought.
The two stood and sat quietly for more than half a minute before Medici suddenly asked, "Why are you suddenly telling me this?"
"It's time to make a decision," Hobert said seriously, "Are you going back to serve your Lord, or are you going to serve 'The Creator'?"
Medici took a deep breath and asked again, "What's the difference?"
"Of course, there's a big difference," Hobert said, "If you choose to serve Adam, or rather, the Ancient Sun God, we'll still be friends when we meet in the future.
"If we become enemies, there will still be some sentimentality.
"You helped me conquer the Southern Continent, and I'll help you return to 'The Conqueror'. This is a deal.
"But if you serve 'The Creator,' becoming a 'Conqueror' is just a new beginning."
Medici fell into deep thought again. After another half a minute, he suddenly smiled, "Actually, there's nothing to hesitate about. 'The Creator' is more humane, and I'll have better opportunities here."
He suddenly knelt on one knee again to Hobert, "I choose to join 'The Creator's' forces. My allegiance may be weak, but it's absolutely loyal to 'The Creator', and I will never betray 'The Creator' or the entire force."
Hobert smiled with relief and got up to help Medici up, "Please sit down."
After the two sat down again, Hobert said, "I suggest you go to Intis to look for opportunities. Roselle has been resurrected, and he is planning to restore Intis's international status, and he needs a capable and warlike helper.
"Also, I heard that the Archangel of the Sauron family is hiding in Trier, and Roselle can help you find him.
"I will make a deal with the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom when the time is right, and help you retrieve your Uniqueness from them and remove the corruption on it."
Medici was slightly stunned before smiling, "I didn't expect you to arrange things so meticulously for me."
Hobert crossed his legs, "Everyone who joins us and is loyal to 'The Creator' has had a very good development so far."
Medici "hmm"ed, "I will go to Intis after you complete your coronation."
Then he asked, "I don't have any friendship with this Roselle. Can he trust me?"
"He was rescued by me and 'The Fool'," Hobert said, "I will recommend you to him."
"I have no problem."
…
Hobert stayed in Caesar Harbor for a few days, and there was nothing that needed his attention.
At this time, Hobert felt another benefit of the extraordinary world: generally, there was no need to fear being usurped.
Because there was the extraordinary level as a bottom line, he could completely delegate power with confidence, without worrying about his subordinates seizing power.
The only thing to be careful about was whether the angels under him had the idea of seizing his Beyonder characteristics.
At this time, Klein informed Hobert through "The Fool" that he was coming to visit, so Hobert prepared to entertain this old friend well.
On July 2nd, Klein and Hobert met as scheduled at the pier in Caesar Harbor.
Today, Hobert wore an Atlantis-style shirt and black pants, with a straight trench coat on the outside. The surrounding space was simply "distorted" by him, so no one would see him or hear his voice.
But Klein was able to find him at a glance, "Friend, I heard you're about to become Emperor."
Hobert smiled, "That's right, and I'm being crowned in the enemy's palace. I'll save you a VIP seat then."
"I will definitely witness this historic moment," Klein straightened his coat, looked at the cranes working on the pier, and said, "We'll go to Utopia for barbecue this afternoon. Roselle will also be there."
"Okay."
Then Klein asked, "Do you know why I came to you?"
"Of course, I know," Hobert said with a serious face, "Listen to my arrangements for the next journey. Now change your image and be my personal valet."
"No problem," Klein followed Hobert's arrangement and changed into the appearance of his former personal valet, Richardson. At the same time, his clothes also changed, standing slightly behind Hobert, looking quite the part.
Hobert "distorted" the positions of the two and came to a "simple dormitory" of a town government in the Kingdom of Paz.
Hobert stood outside a row of tents and shouted, "Tyron!"
This dormitory was entirely made up of tents, and the town government's staff were currently working in a former armory.
Many tents opened their curtains to look outside, one of which was the handsome and energetic Tyron.
"Brother! Why are you here?" Tyron asked happily.
Everyone heard that it was the mayor's brother, greeted him briefly, and then put down the curtains.
Hobert, under the cover of his trench coat, took out a large bag of snacks, fruits, jerky, and other foods from his "space pocket," "Of course, I'm here to see you."
Entering the relatively clean tent, he asked knowingly, "Are you off today?"
Klein didn't know what Hobert was doing here, but his current demeanor was that of a very competent valet, taking the only chair in the tent and putting it behind Hobert.
"Yes," Tyron smiled, "I'm planning to hitch a ride to Melissa's place…"
Klein's action of moving the chair and the expression on his face suddenly changed slightly, but in the next moment, this change was concealed by him and was not noticed by Tyron.
Tyron continued, "…let's go together. Melissa will be very happy to see you too."
"Okay."
"Wait a moment," Tyron shaved his beard, carefully combed his hair, and changed into a more formal-looking piece of clothing.
After carefully looking in the mirror, he set off with Hobert and Klein.
There were no teleportation arrays between towns, and they still had to rely on carriages and other means of transportation to travel.
But now, in the newly occupied territories, the public carriage system had not yet been established. Today, there was a convoy going to Melissa's town to deliver goods, so Tyron was preparing to hitch a ride, and he would have to walk back himself in the afternoon.
Riding in the swaying carriage, Klein looked at the desolate scenery and rural scenery on both sides of the road, listening to Hobert and Tyron casually chatting about the current appearance of the countryside.
Currently, Tyron and the others were organizing people to measure the land, planning to start distributing the land after harvesting the crops in the fields.
The wave of large-scale rural construction would not affect here until at least next year. The task given to them by the superiors was: to transition smoothly and prepare to distribute the land.
This was also something that could not be helped. The territory had suddenly become so large, the government still needed to adapt and needed to carry out certain structural reforms in order to regain efficiency.
At this time, "smooth transition" was indeed the most important thing.
Hobert said to Tyron, "Seize the opportunity. This is the last fast track opportunity for advancement. You don't even need to make great achievements. As long as you complete the tasks assigned by your superiors, you will definitely be able to enter the next advancement assessment."
This group of town mayors were basically promoted from the previous village chiefs. Their qualities varied, and the abilities of many town mayors were even difficult to complete the set tasks of their superiors.
In at most half a year, it would be clear at a glance who could continue to be promoted, whose abilities were only enough to be a town mayor, and who could not even be a town mayor.
In another two or three years, after the domestic situation gradually stabilized, there would no longer be such a fast advancement channel as there was now.
Tyron nodded, "I know. I will work hard during this time."
Hobert glanced at Klein, who was looking out the window, and then said, "You must also be diligent in your life. When are you planning to get engaged to Melissa?"
Klein immediately withdrew his gaze.
"We plan to do it after Mr. Benson gets married," Tyron said.
Klein's breathing suddenly became heavy.
Hobert asked again, knowingly, "Benson is getting married?"
"Yes."
Hobert then asked, "Who is the bride?"
Tyron smiled, "Miss Kiana."
[T/N: Such an irrelevant character, I forgot her name...]
"Ah, our county chief lady," Hobert smiled, "The kingdom's first female county chief."
Klein recalled that at a previous Tarot Gathering, there seemed to have been a discussion about this Kiana, who was once the first female mayor of the Southern Balam Kingdom.
She seemed to come from a small village on the shore of Full Moon Lake, but she seized the opportunity, showed amazing political talent, and quickly improved herself, becoming a county chief.
At that time, Klein also lamented: From ancient times to the present, there have been too many natural politicians, and the reason why they were unknown before they became famous was simply because they lacked a platform.
A county chief was definitely a high-ranking official in a country. When Southern Balam was first established, the fiefdom that Hobert obtained from Loen was only the size of a county.
Hobert asked again, knowingly, "How did they meet?"
Tyron thought his brother really didn't know, so he described it in detail: "They were introduced by Queen Audrey at a reception.
"I heard from Melissa that they are very loving, secretly dated for two or three months, and then announced their plans to get married."
Hobert pressed, "Do you have any more information about them?"
"I have heard some things from Melissa," Tyron said. "They get along very well and are very considerate of each other's feelings.
"Kiana also cares about Melissa and often writes to teach her how to handle government affairs. Those methods are very practical, and I have gained a lot from them."
A smile gradually appeared on Tyron's face: "Melissa also said that Miss Kiana is very wise and kind-hearted, not as cold as she seems on the surface.
"It's very pleasant to get along with her, and she is the most suitable person for Benson.
"This should be a very high evaluation, after all, in Melissa's eyes, I am not so competent."
Hobert laughed loudly, "It's precisely because you're not competent that you can continue to date."
Klein couldn't help but smile.
Then Hobert asked more questions about when Benson and Kiana would get married, where they planned to hold the wedding, where their honeymoon suite was, and so on.
Klein, who was on the side, noted them down one by one.
While chatting, Hobert and Tai also talked about Donna.
Tyron said very definitely: "Donna is in love."
"What?" Hobert was stunned: "How come I don't know?"
He had seen Donna yesterday afternoon and hadn't heard her mention it.
Tyron smiled and said, "Although she didn't say it explicitly, it can be seen from the letters that she is in love."
Klein listened to the brothers' chat with a gossipy attitude. He could tell that Hobert really didn't know about it before.
He only heard Hobert ask, "Who is her boyfriend?"
"It should be Mr. Derrick, who is tall and very sunny," Tyron didn't seem to be guessing, but rather announcing this matter:
"It can be heard that this gentleman is not good at talking, but he is very kind and always does things that seem silly but can move Donna."
Hobert glanced at Klein, who smiled. He originally thought it had nothing to do with him, but he didn't expect it to be a subordinate of 'The Fool'.
Tyron didn't notice these two people's small movements. He smiled and said, "Donna also said that this Mr. Derrick is not even older than me..."
Hobert thought about it, and it seemed that "Little Sun" was indeed not yet twenty years old.
He didn't plan to interfere in the love affairs between his sister and brother, but he would definitely have to ask about it if he had the opportunity.
While talking, they arrived at the town under Melissa's jurisdiction. The situation here was better than in Tyron's area, and there was a noble's manor.
Now this manor has of course been confiscated and turned into the town government's office and the living quarters for government employees.
Melissa's residence was not bad, clean and spacious, a not small room.
She warmly received Hobert, asked Tyron to get nuts to entertain him, and asked him to boil water to make tea, acting very much like she was bossing her boyfriend around.
Hobert, like last time, brought some food as a gift. Melissa sincerely thanked him. Among the supplies specially provided by the government to these newly appointed officials, the food was mainly canned goods, but it was rare to get fresh fruits from outside the local area.
At this time, one of Melissa's subordinates came to ask the mayor for instructions on how to handle an official matter.
Melissa gave a solution on the spot without hesitation.
Klein had been mentally prepared, so he kept his expression under control very well.
After seeing his sister's mature and stable side, he showed a gratified smile.
Melissa, who once looked sallow, had dry hair, and wore somewhat old-fashioned clothes, seemed to have suddenly transformed into a capable, well-dressed, mature, confident, and rather strong woman.
The four of them chatted for more than an hour, and Hobert got up to say goodbye. After all, Tyron and Melissa had finally met, so he wouldn't stay and be a third wheel.
After the two walked out of the town government's courtyard, Hobert used "Distortion" to instantly appear in Utopia.
Hobert asked, "Do you still want to go see Benson?"
Klein took a deep breath and said, "I'll go when I have time."
Then He sighed, "Time really flies, Melissa has grown up."
He was quite satisfied with Melissa's boyfriend, Tyron. He had a good temper, was motivated, and had a bright future.
Hobert also introduced, "Melissa very much hopes to join the Longtail Island Research Institute. I don't plan to help too much with this, because with her ability, there is basically no big problem for her to enter the Research Institute.
"So I think the process of her entering the Research Institute should follow the normal procedures. Young people always need some challenges to temper their character."
Klein nodded, having no suggestions on this.
The two found a place to sit down and chatted. Klein told Hobert that He was currently going to familiar places to take a look, meet with friends, and strengthen His humanity in preparation for advancement.
Klein had already been to Tingen and Backlund, and had also gone to South Kerr Village to see Captain Dunn and his wife, and then came to Atlantis.
Hobert also talked about the divinity that He possessed since accommodating the Uniqueness.
No matter how hard He tried, there always seemed to be a small part of His consciousness that didn't belong to Him.
It was like a raging steel furnace with a palm-sized piece of ice that couldn't be melted no matter what, feeling very abrupt.
Perhaps after becoming a god, this "ice" would be even bigger. After all, gods can no longer be explained only in biological terms, and their consciousness must be quite different from that of ordinary people.
The only thing that was controllable was that at the level of a god, as long as the state was good, the "ice" would not affect the "temperature of the furnace and normal combustion".
The two discussed for a long time, and Roselle arrived in the form of information flow: "You guys came so early?"
Then He made eye contact with Klein for a second or two. He smiled first and said, "Thank you for the previous rescue."
Klein smiled: "I'm also very happy to be able to help you."
Roselle said seriously, "I have been thinking about it for a long time these days. Everything in 'Home' tightly connects us. Should we form an alliance and secretly manipulate this world?"
Hobert smiled and said, "We are already doing that."
"Then what should we call our alliance?" Roselle suddenly raised a question that neither Hobert nor Klein had considered: "The name must be imposing! At least it can't lose to 'Rose Redemption' and 'Twilight Something', right?"
He was talking about the Twilight Hermit Order. He had always maintained a very cautious attitude towards "Spectator".
Hobert asked, "What are your ideas?"
"How about 'League of Heroes'?" Roselle crossed his arms, looking like he had "seriously considered it": "Or just call it 'Alliance of Ancient Gods', 'Avengers' is also a good name!"
Klein twitched the corner of his mouth: "I... I'll go get the oven or something."
Hobert somewhat regretted asking the previous question, but He couldn't help but ask the doubt in His heart: "Who are we going to take revenge on?"
"'Lord of the Mysteries'!" Roselle replied: "He brought us here without our consent, of course we have to take revenge on Him?"
Hobert opened his mouth: "I am speechless."
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