Chapter 127 Tiny Help is an Investment
Hobert's words made the plaintiff lawyer's face increasingly unsightly. When he took on this case, he found out that the plaintiff, Kate, didn't understand the law at all. Kate insisted on suing Bill for drunk driving, but the relevant regulations had loopholes, making it difficult to convict Bill.
In response, the plaintiff lawyer could only pray that the defense lawyer wouldn't notice this point. However, it was clear that his prayers had failed.
Defense lawyer Hobert was the one who discovered this loophole and decided to take on the case.
The plaintiff lawyer quickly changed strategy, preparing to demand more compensation.
As a result, most of the inflated bills submitted by Kate were exposed by Hobert, and the final compensation was reduced from 100 pounds to 30.
The case was not complicated, so the judge quickly ruled: the plaintiff's claims were not established, Bill was fined 1 pound, and ordered to compensate the plaintiff 30 pounds for the losses.
Even after leaving the court, Kate still looked oblivious, as if everything that happened in court had nothing to do with him.
Bill was released on the spot, and he and his family continuously thanked Hobert, paying him 10 pounds in commission on the spot.
After seeing Bill and his family off, Hobert asked Fors to return to the office together.
In the carriage, Hobert asked, "How's the material collection going?"
"Almost done," Fors replied. "I also attended hearings of other lawyers as an observer. Honestly, none were as brilliant as your defense. I might even consider them as antagonists in my novel."
Hobert chuckled. "When you design characters, remember to make me look handsome."
Fors sighed helplessly. "I'm writing a novel, not a biography for you."
"Well, at least thank me in the acknowledgments for providing material," Hobert smiled. "It's just mutual promotion in business, right?"
"I guess so," because indeed, Hobert had provided her with a lot of material.
Then Fors asked, "You called me to the office, was there something?"
"Yesterday I found a spirituality nourishment potion, and they promised to deliver it today," Hobert said. "I thought I'd bring you and Xio a dose."
Fors was taken aback, then laughed. "Hobert, sometimes I wonder if you're trying to pursue me or Xio."
Hobert smiled. "You're right. I want to pursue both of you. One is a literary girl, the other a loli-style girl, both very distinctive."
"Forget it," Fors shook her head. "Your eyes have already given you away. You don't really think like that."
"I just realized a long time ago," Hobert said seriously. "The world is too big. If I were to become strong alone, I would always fight alone, and such a life would be very tiring.
"If me and my friends all become strong, we might even have the power to change the world."
Fors pondered over this statement carefully.
"Don't refuse such tiny help, and don't feel embarrassed," Hobert said. "It's just normal social interaction."
When it came to matters involving interests, like selling them Beyonder characteristics, Hobert would only offer them discounts.
Through this conversation, Fors felt that her relationship with Hobert had become closer. Previously, she always thought of Hobert as "Xio's friend," but now she felt that Hobert was also her friend, Fors.
Back at the law firm, the potion promised by Miss Daly had indeed arrived.
Fors took the potion, promising to treat Hobert to dinner before leaving.
Suddenly, Hobert hinted, "During this time, if you help Xio investigate Qilangos, be vigilant at all times. He's a pirate notorious for murder!"
Fors agreed, waved goodbye, and left.
Hobert first drank the potion Miss Daly sent him and soon felt his spirituality replenished, returning to his peak state.
It was indeed from an ancient church that had existed for thousands of years, with even such obscure prescriptions available.
He sat back in his chair, leisurely opened a folder, and didn't read a single word for over ten minutes.
Yes, he had started to slack off again, after all, there wasn't anything urgent these past couple of days.
Until the afternoon, when he found slacking off rather boring, he began to consider Bob's case.
Next time in court, Arnold would definitely find a better lawyer, which would surely make it even more difficult than this time.
Suddenly, Hobert thought of gathering a few witnesses to describe the environment in Bob's workshop, substantiating Arnold's "neglect".
So Hobert wrote to Bob and David, asking them to find a few former colleagues who had worked at Arnold's factory.
When idle, time always flew by quickly. Before he knew it, it was Saturday, and Hobert began preparing for his trip.
He didn't need to prepare much luggage, mainly just going home and taking Christian's handwritten letter.
So on Saturday night, Hobert simply went home for dinner, taking Christian's letter with him.
Because he hadn't received the official letter about Bob's next court date, Hobert didn't set off on Sunday but decided to wait until Monday.
This weekend, Hobert had no plans to attend the Mercenaries Club gathering, so he lazily slept in at home, had lunch with Donna and the others, then headed back to Blank Street.
When leaving, Donna even made an appointment with Hobert to visit his rental house after his business trip.
The reason for returning to the rental house was because Hobert needed to separate the characteristics of the "Astrologer".
Since the successful separation of the "Barbarian" characteristic, it had recombined into a "Lawyer" characteristic and a "Barbarian" characteristic.
Since the experiment was successful, he planned to sequentially separate his own "Astrologer", "Sheriff", and "Briber" characteristics.
The first two he would sell to Fors and Xio, respectively, while keeping the latter for himself.
After almost depleting his spirituality, Hobert finally shattered the "Astrologer" characteristic. In the future, he would obtain an "Astrologer", a "Trickmaster", and an "Apprentice" characteristic.
He found that with his current strength, he could only shatter up to Sequence 7 characteristics. Anything higher seemed impossible.
Immediately, he seemed to have spotted a business opportunity—acquiring and reselling legacy characteristics of Sequence 8. By doing so, he could turn them into Sequence 8 and Sequence 9 characteristics.
The only downside was that each time he shattered a characteristic, it consumed too much spirituality, making mass production impossible.
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Monday arrived, and as soon as Hobert got to work, he received two letters and a public letter.
The public letter contained the new court date for Bob's case, more than twenty days later, so there was still plenty of time.
The two letters came from Bob and David, listing several names, but they said they no longer knew the current addresses of these former colleagues, where they worked, or even if they were still alive.
Hobert pondered for a moment, first replying to Bob to inform him of the new court date.
Then he put on his windbreaker, checked his revolver, and took a rental carriage to find Darkholm, the boss of the East Borough's underworld.
When it came to finding people, underworld bosses were more efficient than the police.
After getting off the carriage, Hobert found Darkholm's house door open. Upon entering, Hobert unexpectedly saw Xio vomiting, Fors standing alert beside him, and Darkholm, who looked like he had been "dealt with" by a butcher.
Hobert stood dumbfounded at the door. "Damn! Can't believe this coincidence!"
Immediately, he felt a wave of unabashed malice rushing towards him!
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