Superhumans of the Dome City-Chapter 1314 - 142: Pilgrimage’s End_3

"Great and revered Lord of Heavenly Wheel

Please bestow your love upon the earth

The Angel comes with your grace

Spreading courage and joy..."

The nun’s song faintly flowed outside, drawing a hum from the listeners. Seviss, who was singing, sat atop the church, taking a satisfying sip of beer: "Hey, your girlfriend’s amazing, her singing is awesome!"

"Of course, she’s not just a commercial idol now, she’s a proper international celebrity." Gongsun Ce looked smug, "Normally she’d charge an appearance fee for this."

Seviss grinned slyly: "You could get Jago to write a check, as much as you want."

"Knock it off, as if I’d really ask you for money. We’re quite familiar with this, done it several times just this year."

Gongsun Ce wasn’t exaggerating; they were indeed familiar with this post-war pacification routine, swiftly rebuilding homes, stabilizing order, and collaborating with the entertainment industry to provide morale-boosting encouragement. The United States was in a major mess this time, with attempts on the President’s life, the monumental Dragon Disaster, the grand fight with Situ Yi, and the appearance of the Kong Hua Realm. This series of events was enough to make even a blind person see that something big had happened in the United States. Not to mention, the Capital of the Firmament was still parked at the border of Huang Guang State. When the Saint descended, the entire continent saw the silver giant; who would believe it if you said nothing happened?

Fortunately, the Dragon of Change truly descended this time, so the official statement was quickly aligned: With the unselfish support of the Capital of the Firmament, the United States managed to endure the sudden Dragon Disaster and successfully defeated the Dragon of Change that had troubled them for two thousand years. This was nothing short of a textbook example of international cooperation in dragon-slaying, providing a perfect explanation for all anomalies: a two thousand-year Dragon Disaster met with Superpower Users and high-tech cities, making anything that happened perfectly reasonable.

"These past two days, my parents have been calling me every half-day, asking if I participated in the dragon-slaying." Gongsun Ce looked distressed, "If I hadn’t urgently matched stories with Kardesia and them, I might have exposed myself..."

Seviss tapped his chest: "Honestly, you’ve participated in four monarch campaigns, what’s there to hide? Just admit it, you can’t keep it a secret forever."

"I just want to be an ordinary college student in front of my parents, okay..." Gongsun Ce looked dejected, "Besides, my Gongsun family has always been honest and simple commoners. Why would I tell them about this? It’s not like we’re an aristocratic family like Otimis, who celebrate with the whole family when a certain generation of descendants achieves something and joins the family hall of fame."

Seviss gave him a sidelong glance: "You’re really good at being sarcastic, mentioning the hall of fame when their Family Head has just entered prison."

"Even with atonement, you have to serve time in jail. Those are the rules you set—punishment for every crime."

The two clinked glasses and chuckled.

Gaius Otimis’s disposition was straightforward and swift; after the chaos subsided, the President privately communicated with his son before waiting for the judgments of various parties righteously. At that time, Gaius was straightforward and composed, showing no trace of a loser’s demeanor. Even if he hadn’t done this, no party was prepared to kill him. This was partly because the champion of the United States stood by with his huge sword whistling during discussions, and partly because the unstable situation in the United States urgently needed an authoritative figure to calm the chaos.

Thus, Gaius was sentenced to long-term imprisonment, officially announced as the Vice President being seriously injured during the dragon’s arrival and thus requiring long-term recuperation. Due to special circumstances, the presidential election was suspended, and Klein Aiman was exceptionally re-elected to serve as President. From the champion’s behavior, he seemed satisfied with this approach. He smirked at Gaius with a wink, "Let me know if you ever want out, I can use my presidential privilege to pardon you for a drink."

"Thanks, but please don’t say it in front of everyone." Gaius showed no expression, "You’re sincerely trying to add to my sentence."

After the champion said this, Gaius’s place of incarceration was moved from the prison in Huang Guang State to a church in Fire Wind State, and Seviss, who occasionally visited, expressed her willingness to act as a jailer for a while. The power transition was remarkably smooth, with Klein proving he wasn’t just a puppet president. He handled governmental affairs with the same prowess as he handled battles; the man was truly all-around talented. As for anything he couldn’t decide... well, it wasn’t like a long-term imprisoned vice-president couldn’t offer consultation!

Purely out of curiosity, Gongsun Ce went to ask Aorus what he and his father had talked about. Aorus’s expression was intriguing as he answered.

"He pointed out various assumptions I made in decision-making, emphasized that without his cooperation in the plan this time, or had Situ Yi controlled him early on, there would have been major problems, and warned me to learn from this," Aorus said, "Then he said I did well this time, and he’s proud of me... I replied that I felt the same, he’ll always be the person I respect most."

"Oh." Gongsun Ce replied dryly, "Father-son reconciliation, that’s nice. Congratulations."

He got goosebumps, deciding to stay as far away as possible from this family with a screw loose.

The chaos in the United States was thus calmed. At present, the entire North Continent was rare in unity; the other heads of families and Gaius’s associates were pardoned after he took on the bulk of the responsibility.

However, there was still one Family Head whose knot of emotion was unresolved, Bai Aoli, with Dadarian standing below the church, gazing up at the golden-haired Ranger sipping wine above. Seviss handed the wine glass to Gongsun Ce, then leapt down the rooftop with cat-like agility, coming to stand before the somber Bai Aoli.

She appeared unchanged as a maiden, her green hair beautifully mirroring early spring buds. Bai Aoli spoke with a trembling voice: "I—"