After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top
Chapter 613 - 577: For All Living Beings (2nd Update)

Chapter 613: Chapter 577: For All Living Beings (2nd Update)

Tiya was a little flustered, "Grandfather, he made up that lie because he didn’t want to marry me."

Gabriel II had indeed heard about Len Hawthorne’s various rumors, especially his fierce reputation. He reached out to stop the emotional Tiya and spoke seriously, "If what Captain Hawthorne said is true, we will reconsider this marriage alliance."

"You are welcome to inquire about me in the Herta Kingdom," Len Hawthorne smirked. "However, I will not show mercy once your people enter."

How could they investigate if they couldn’t enter?

It came down to a matter of luck.

Betting that the Slaughter Squad couldn’t catch a glimpse of the red robes in the Land of the Prophet.

Gabriel II’s eyes deepened.

Len Hawthorne’s words had a hidden meaning.

Previously, they had sent so many red-robed bishops to deal with Len Hawthorne, but none of them succeeded.

Now proposing this marriage as an alternative, Gabriel II was a fickle person.

Only Tiya, a foolish woman, believed that her grandfather hadn’t done anything and thought it was the wrongdoing of other witches.

Gabriel II indeed had people attack Len Hawthorne before.

However, that didn’t mean the Land of the Prophet and the Slaughter Squad couldn’t reconcile.

This marriage alliance was an opportunity.

It was true that he made this decision because of his granddaughter’s love, and it was also true that he wanted to use the Slaughter Squad’s connections to accomplish something else.

"Your Holiness the Pope, regarding Captain Hawthorne and Miss Tiya’s marriage, should we discuss it further? After all, this is a significant matter for the church, and you alone cannot make this decision," said one of the red-robed bishops, stepping forward to stop the conversation as Gabriel II wanted to say something else.

The other bishops also stood in unison, supporting the protest.

Their actions were apparent, and they believed Gabriel II could see them.

Although Gabriel II seemed calm on the surface, he was somewhat displeased by the bishops’ blockade in his heart.

At that moment, Chloe Stephens stood up.

As the only Eastern girl present, her presence was quite noticeable.

"Is it not settled yet?"

Chloe had already eaten her fill and couldn’t help but stand up when she saw that Len Hawthorne hadn’t resolved the matter yet.

Everyone looked towards the girl.

Gabriel II glanced at Chloe and immediately swallowed his sarcastic words.

He indeed had plans to use his granddaughter to deal with the trouble from the Herta Kingdom side.

Before he could speak, he saw Chloe standing up, her eyes widening.

"Is she the Eastern girl who accompanies Captain Hawthorne?" Gabriel II asked Tiya.

Tiya nodded, "Grandfather, we don’t need to worry about her."

Now, she only needed her grandfather’s firmness, and she could be together with Len Hawthorne.

Gabriel II’s gaze swept over Chloe before turning to Len Hawthorne.

Len Hawthorne comforted the girl, "We’ll be done soon," and then spoke to Gabriel II, "If you want to go to war with the Slaughter Squad, you are always welcome. I also know that the church had a hand in the matter with the Judgment Hall, but let’s see who has more abilities, your church, or the Herta Slaughter Squad."

Len Hawthorne wasn’t afraid of the church.

Gabriel II frowned.

Len Hawthorne walked towards the girl, "Let’s go, I just received news from the Roland Family. We can go and visit while we take a tour."

Chloe followed him quietly as they left.

"Grandfather!"

Tiya watched them leave helplessly, anxiously grabbing the corner of Gabriel II’s robe.

Gabriel II spoke solemnly, "Tiya, Len Hawthorne is not suitable for you. Find someone else."

"Impossible!"

Tiya shouted.

Gabriel II warned her, "Stop this nonsense, or you will bring a lot of trouble to the church."

"I won’t give up," she had already convinced her grandfather, so why did he change his mind suddenly after seeing that Eastern girl?

There must be something she didn’t know.

Ignoring Gabriel II’s warning, Tiya ran out, heartbroken.

Chloe shouted to stop Len Hawthorne: "Len Hawthorne, I won’t give up. You wait for me. One day, you will see my success."

Len Hawthorne didn’t pay attention to Tiya and drove away.

"It’s a good opportunity. If you accept it, I can try to use her to break the curse for you," It’s risky, but it’s worth a try.

"Little Chloe, I won’t do that," the place beside him could only belong to Chloe Stephens.

But he thought.

He might never propose to Chloe Stephens.

Keeping silent, watching her get married, he couldn’t do that either.

Len Hawthorne doubted himself if he was a jerk.

"Since the church is troublesome, why not deal with it?"

Looking at the receding Land of the Prophet in the rearview mirror, Chloe Stephens said.

Len Hawthorne said, "I don’t want to cause a global war. Besides, even if we replace the Pope, our relationship will still be tense."

So maintaining the status quo is good enough.

Chloe Stephens stared at him: "You want to be a good person, but others may not see you as a good person."

"Big brother never wanted to be anything like a good man, but just wanted to maintain world peace. Little Chloe, among all the living beings, someone should stand up and do these things. Maybe you think big brother is silly, but sometimes I truly feel that everything is worth it for the sake of all living beings. We were born with such power, it was all arranged."

Len Hawthorne drove with a cigarette in his mouth and spoke these meaningful words.

Chloe Stephens was silent.

Len Hawthorne held the steering wheel with one hand, propped his head with the other and looked at her, "What about Little Chloe? Why did you let Saint Yellen go? Big brother thought Little Chloe would kill him. If Little Chloe can’t do it, big brother is more than happy to help!"

"Maybe because he’s the only one who has been looking at me."

Frenemies, from the beginning till now, he had always been there.

Having such a person here felt like proof that she had existed in this world before the era.

Len Hawthorne narrowed his eyes, "Little Chloe, that makes big brother jealous. What do you mean he’s the only one looking at you? Isn’t big brother doing that too?"

Chloe Stephens glanced at him again.

"Little Chloe, from now on, big brother will be the one looking after you. Forget about that Yellen guy."

"Mhmm."

Chloe Stephens didn’t mean it like that.

It was this man who misunderstood the meaning of her words.

Saint Yellen was just proof that she had survived in that era, nothing more.

Now his abilities were not as great as before, and his lifespan would also be shortened. Next, he would find a place to retreat.

In a short time, he wouldn’t come out to cause trouble.

"Where did you find it?" Chloe Stephens asked suddenly.

"There are some traces in the Roland Family. We’d better go and check the situation inside first."

Chloe Stephens nodded.

*

Roland Family.

Butler Trevor put down his mobile phone and entered the inner room.

The man standing by the window turned around, and those pair of green eyes directly struck people’s hearts.

The slanting sunlight by the window hit his golden hair, like the luster of a ripe wheat wave, looking exceptionally charming.

Unlike others, Dave Roland, the family leader of the Roland Family, preferred to be addressed as Mister.

Butler Trevor said, "Sir, our people have successfully infiltrated Herta and started a new investigation."

"Our ancestors once said that as long as we find the power of that person, our Roland Family can regain its strength, and the Land of the Prophet will eventually be trampled under the foot of the Roland Family."

Dave Roland has always been ambitious.

He had done many things in secret that could not be revealed.

Compared to the mysterious forces from Western Europe, he was more interested in collecting the cultivation of Herta ancient warriors.

Especially recruiting some Herta ancient warriors, unfortunately, since the covenant, there has been restraint in this area.

That’s why there was infiltration.

Trevor’s phone rang again, and after picking it up and listening for a few seconds, his face changed. After hanging up, he nervously said to Dave Roland, "Sir, Captain Hawthorne of the Slaughter Squad has entered Roland Castle and wants to see you."

Dave Roland twiddled the golden ring on his left hand, a hint of coldness on his handsome face, "Take him to the living room."