Public Prison Director

  "It's not like it's a big deal," the voice said, "For you, Lord Anthony, whether Dufan is sincere or deceitful doesn't really matter, does it? As long as his faith is strong, he'll eventually rise to the top of the Church. To be honest, Anthony, in recent years, our Gavin Empire hasn't had many talented people, and we finally got an Ordes, but Roland Academy snatched him away first. The Pope also has some complaints about this. And Joshua, although he's also a talent, is too humble by nature. He's the kind of person who can only walk in the sunlight, but the scenery after the sun is not something he can appreciate."

  Joshua furrowed his brow and said, "So you're saying that this Du Fan is qualified to appreciate the scenery after sunrise?"

  "Not necessarily," the voice said faintly, "but there's a fifty percent chance, and even if he's not suitable for walking in the sunlight after walking in front of it, having more people like that for us wouldn't be a bad thing, right? So my suggestion to you is, keep this person. Within three months, have him cultivate Bright Light Fist and Holy Light Cross Slash to that level... what a talent..."

  Anthony slowly shook his head, and suddenly sighed: "People are old, and their judgment is not as good as before. Neo, you continue to help me take a look at this person. If he's really suitable, let him enter the high level of Gavin. Compared to other districts, our district has been short of talent in recent years."

  "Antony-sama, you've called out my name again," the person known as Neo seemed to smile, "looks like you really have gotten old."

  With a faint laugh, a subtle elemental fluctuation spread through the air behind Anthony, and within this fluctuation, even the entire space seemed to warp.

  When all this was over, a man in a clean cassock appeared before Antony. His face bore an indescribably gentle smile, but his features were so ordinary that you would forget them as soon as you looked away.

  If Du Fan saw him at this moment, he might still be able to recognize that he was the ordinary priest Niao who had chatted with him a few days ago during the recruitment exam, but after a long time, even Du Fan might not remember him.

  Anthony looked at him and suddenly smiled: "The prison wardens of the Gavin district's Divine Prison have always been practitioners of spatial magic, but someone as young as you who has broken through to level 7 is probably quite rare, isn't he?"

  Niao said faintly, "Lord Anthony is overpraising me. Compared to those guys in the Holy City, I'm nothing. This little trick can only be used to show off in front of ordinary people. In front of experts, I can only run away."

  However, Anthony knew that Nio, the warden of this divine prison, was a person who couldn't even see through himself. So he didn't dwell on this question anymore, but instead put his hands behind his back and looked at a nearby chrysanthemum, saying: "Nio, do you think we will go to the Divine Palace this time or not?"

  "Go, why not go?" Niao nodded, "How many years has the Sacred Court not found the Holy Land? If it is found, it will not only be our Gavin Diocese that will rise with the tide, I'm afraid even you, Lord Anthony, will be closer to that position."

  Perhaps this sentence hit Anthony's mind, his facial muscles twitched for a long time before he said: "There are too many people staring at that position, let alone if I die, that one will probably still be the same. I think my lifelong wish is unlikely to come true in this life, but it's not bad to raise the status of the Addington district a bit."

  Ney smiled and said, "Since Archbishop Anthony has already said so, why ask me? Isn't my Divine Prison also a pawn under your control?"

  "Ugh..." Anthony sighed, "If it weren't for that 'evil thing' suddenly disappearing, I wouldn't have taken the risk of going against Roland Academy this time either. After all, we not only lost the 'evil thing', but also lost so many people from the Temple Knights, and His Holiness will be angry too. This time, no matter what, we must bring out whatever is inside the temple, even if it's just to slightly make up for our losses. Nio, can you arrange the personnel? According to Dufan's words, anyone above level 9 can't enter. The Temple Knights' loss of manpower this time is really too great, I really can't find suitable people."

  Nio said, "Isn't Dufan's statement even more proof that the place really exists? This sacred land has been inaccessible to anyone except some divine technique users, and it's said that even the Pope can't enter. The fact that this temple also has such a ban in place should give us some peace of mind. As for personnel, I'll select a few, but there may not be many. Please let Joshua know about the Temple Knights as well, and I'll try to choose a suitable team."

  Anthony thought for a moment, shook his head and said: "It's just that there's no other way, I'll pass it on later, if not, let Anthony lead the team. That way, even though he can't get in, after getting what we need and coming out, with him around, I can be at ease."

  "It's best this way," Niao nodded, "I'll go make the arrangements now. Time is pressing, let them all set off tomorrow."

  "Alright..." Anthony said, "And after all this time, is there any news about that 'evil thing' or not?"

  Nero's expression finally changed, and he was stunned for a moment before saying: "Lord Anthony, I really couldn't investigate it. During that time, not even the Saint-level experts of the Gavin Empire were present, but if it wasn't a Saint-level expert, how could an ordinary person enter that place and kill so many of our people at the same time? So this matter..."

  Neyo let out a long sigh as he spoke.

  Anthony had actually understood long ago that the incident in the underground of the old holy temple was unlikely to be investigated, so this time he would risk everything to find something in the Temple of God to make up for his great mistake. Having obtained Neo's answer, he didn't say anything else, but waved his hand, indicating that Neo should retreat.

  If Nio and Anthony knew at this moment that the person who sneaked into the old temple that day was actually Du Fan, whom they now looked up to very much, I'm afraid they wouldn't know what kind of thoughts would be in their minds.

  Du Fan naturally didn't know what happened after he left, but he was clear that to go into the Temple of Gods and get some benefits, it was unknown what could be obtained, however if one wasn't careful, with his own strength, he would lose his life there, this was absolutely not wrong.

  So he went back to the duke's mansion and didn't bother to hide anything, tossing a white crystal card to Old Mark and telling him to buy a bunch of miscellaneous goods before shamelessly asking Chenchen to help him process them.

  Fortunately, Chen Chen was quite interested in the Temple of God this time, so she didn't say much and instead dived into her work.

  Seeing a large amount of gold coins being spent, a batch of magic potions and scrolls, poisonous medicines and the like were produced in bulk by Chenchen, Du Fan only felt that his life seemed to be insured a few more times.

  Unfortunately, good magic equipment is hard to come by, otherwise, given Dufan's personality, even if it was painful, he would definitely arm himself to the teeth.

  It was like this until evening when Mark's voice came from inside the crystal ball.

  Old Mark was extremely loyal, although he knew that the third young master of his own family had some secrets that made him even more incomprehensible, but he didn't suspect anything and didn't do anything extra, instead standing quietly on a piece of ruins, staring at the dark hole.

  Soon, Du Fan threw Chen Chen into the basement and continued to make things out after himself ran out.

  Looking at Old Mark's appearance, he felt a little embarrassed in his heart, but still said: "Grandpa Mark, since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down?"

  Old Mark smiled and said, "This underground chamber of Third Young Master is extremely secretive and extremely dangerous. Yesterday I saw someone enter but never come out again. How dare I go in?"

  Du Fan was even more embarrassed, he scratched his head and said: "Grandpa Mark, this...this..."

  Unexpectedly, Old Mark smiled and said: "Alright, Third Young Master, as long as your life is safe, that's all that matters to me. As for what you're doing, I don't have anything to worry about. However, it seems the Duchess is a bit concerned, look, she's calling for me to invite you to the front hall right now."

  Du Fan was stunned for a moment, his scalp began to tingle. He had originally planned to say nothing and just run away with the stupid people from the Sacred Palace to grab benefits in the Temple of God, but unexpectedly, his mother was now asking him to come?

  If she told herself that she actually knew nothing and just happened to do so, then Du Fan would never believe it even if he was beaten to death.

  But this was a foregone conclusion, and even if he wanted to escape, he couldn't. Du Fan's heart was filled with trepidation, but he still took step after step towards the location of the great hall.

  Old Mark followed behind him, with a strange smile on his face.