Chapter 124: Captain Isengard Who Likes Red Underpants
"Hobert, this was undoubtedly the most brilliant defense I've ever witnessed," Audrey spared no praise, "You are not just competent, but what you're doing now far exceeds what any lawyer should do!"
She continued, "I will do everything in my power to support your cause for justice!"
Audrey emphasized the word 'justice' and winked at Hobert.
Facing her playful remark, Hobert smiled and replied, "Thank you for your support."
Viscount Glaint also made a similar commitment before leaving with Audrey in their carriage.
Next, Bob's coworkers approached, saying, "Mr. Lawyer, I will definitely tell every coworker I meet about your brilliant defense today."
Some even had tears in their eyes as they said, "You spoke so well for us, no one has ever fought for our interests before!"
"Steam above, Bob, it must be the great God of Steam and Machinery who heard your prayers and led you to find such a good lawyer!"
"Did you all hear what the defense attorney said? That scum!"
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After the chorus of praises, one by one, Bob's coworkers left.
Donna came over and said, "Hobert, today I realized how amazing you really are."
"Although the judge had to adjourn for reasons unknown, I could tell you won! You shined brightly in court."
Tyron chimed in, "It won't be long before you become a great lawyer!"
"Hope your flattery will make your teacher feel pleased," Hobert smiled, "so he won't punish you for skipping class!"
Donna laughed, "Punishment or not, I feel like I've earned today by attending."
Hobert shook his head, hailed a carriage, paid the fare for Donna and Tyron, and sent them back to school.
When he returned to the courthouse's entrance, he saw Daly with a man whose messy brown hair caught his attention. Daly introduced him, "This is Captain Isengard from the Church of Steam and Machinery."
Hobert paused slightly, "I remember now, the guy who..."
The guy who likes red underwear! Why wield anything other than a seal? Why not take the mirror!
He smiled, "Captain Isengard."
Isengard hesitated, "Have we met before?"
"No, I've heard about you from others."
"Oh. Can we talk privately?"
They left the crowd and went to a corner.
Isengard said, "Since you've heard of me, I won't introduce myself."
"You should know that most of our church's followers are workers, so we take this case very seriously."
"I think Arnold should try some despicable means in the future. If you need help, you can come to the Church and we'll shelter you."
"Thank you for your kindness," Hobert smiled, "if needed, I'll definitely visit the Church."
"We should be thanking you," Isengard said, "actually, we should."
Suddenly, something occurred to Hobert, "If you really want to thank me, send me a few tickets to the Roselle Memorial Exhibition. I've been studying the mysterious symbols left by Emperor Roselle."
"How did you know we were planning a memorial exhibition?"
"I heard it from a friend."
"Alright, leave me your address, and when the exhibition starts, I'll send you the tickets." The Roselle Memorial Exhibition was already in the preparation stage, and Isengard didn't find anything wrong with Hobert getting the news early.
Hobert breathed a sigh of relief; just now, his mind was full of the Cards of Blasphemy and he didn't seriously think about when the Roselle Memorial Exhibition would begin.
After seeing off Isengard, only Bob, Daly, Xio, and Fors were left at the courthouse entrance.
Xio stepped forward, "Hobert, I'd like to ask for your help."
Hobert nodded, "Let's talk in the carriage."
They got into the carriage, first sending Bob back to the almshouse, then Daly.
Before Daly got off, Hobert made an appointment to meet her at the Obsidian Bar at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.
In the carriage were only Hobert, Xio, and Fors.
Xio said, "Hobert, I hope you can accompany us to Mr. A's gathering. I want to make contact with the person who sells the 'Sheriff' potion formula."
This was a suggestion Hobert had made earlier, subtly reminding Xio that only the Sheriff recognized by the royal family was a legitimate "Sheriff."
While Mr. A's gatherings had always had good reputation and guarantees, Xio was still afraid of encountering risks.
"No problem," Hobert asked, "when does Mr. A's gathering start?"
"At 12:30."
Hobert checked his pocket watch, "It's not even 10 o'clock now. Let's first go to the Harvest Church; I have an appointment there."
"Okay."
Arriving at Rose Street, Hobert carefully surveyed the street and didn't see anyone trailing them.
Even if the Tamara family knew that the five family members had trouble on Rose Street, they didn't dare to conduct a thorough investigation or send someone to tail them.
Because their Beyonder influence in Backlund was too weak; without the backing of a demigod, anything they did would risk being investigated by their opponents.
And Hobert could tell that among the Beyonders in the spirit channeling, the man with long hair who liked smoking cigars was not a demigod.
Arriving at the entrance of the Harvest Church, Hobert asked Xio and Fors to wait in the carriage and instructed the coachman to wait here as well. He put on his mask and got off the carriage.
The coachman was happy to wait, as he charged by the hour.
Entering the church, besides Bishop Utravsky sitting in the front row, only Upton sat in the corner.
Upton visibly relaxed upon seeing Hobert; Hobert wasn't sure if he was worried that Hobert wouldn't come or if he couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere in the church.
Hobert first greeted Utravsky, "Father."
"The Giant" Bishop nodded slowly in response.
Hobert sat next to Upton, "How's your recovery?"
"Almost there," Upton handed Hobert a wooden box.
Hobert opened a corner of the box and saw a diamond the size of an eye inside, even in the box lacking light, it reflected seven-colored light.
Inside the "diamond" was half a palm-sized black crystal ball emitting a charming aura, which made people feel a strong affinity. This is the Beyonder charatceristic of the "Briber."
Hobert closed the wooden box, "Have you been hearing indescribable murmurs lately?"
"I can hear it," Upton smiled bitterly, "and it's getting worse."
"I do have some ways here that can help you eliminate these murmurs."
Upton listened attentively.
"For example, you could try to be a real 'Barbarian.'"
Upton took two or three seconds to understand, "Does the name of the potion imply a way to eliminate murmurs?"
Hobert smiled and nodded, "Pretty clever."
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