Chapter 312 It's Tarot Time Again
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Gusta felt that sense of frustration again. He simply stopped talking, feeling that his eloquence was far inferior to Hobert's. Speaking more would only lead to more mistakes and self-humiliation.
Mainly, Lower House Member Basil argued with Hobert for a while, but he was quickly defeated.
As the law professors present successively acknowledged that this was Hobert's legal right, the previously drafted bill was completely overturned.
With everyone's votes, whether supportive or unwilling, the meeting decided that four of the current eight "representatives from all walks of life" would lose their qualifications to participate, and four workers would replace them.
After the meeting, Count Wolfe specifically came over and patted Hobert on the shoulder: "Young man, very good!"
Hobert smiled and said, "Thank you for your support and affirmation."
Wolf was very satisfied with this answer, which showed that Hobert understood his support in the dark.
After the Count left, Hobert's teacher came over and said with emotion: "I didn't expect that in just a few months, you have become so brave, even braver than we old guys were back then and are now."
Another professor also praised: "You are a ray of light shining into this foggy city. I hope you can dispel more of the mist."
Hobert thanked them for their praise and left with the reporters at the end.
When parting, Hobert instructed the reporters: "Please only write the results, not the process, and don't highlight my role too much."
Most of the reporters also planned to do so, as they were unwilling to offend those congressmen and wealthy individuals.
Only the reporter from the magazine "Kingdom Under the Rule of Law" asked: "Why?"
Hobert casually found a reason: "Because that would be suspected of leaking secrets, which may affect the publication of your manuscripts. If you want to write about today's experience, you can write a series of reports or behind-the-scenes reports after the 'Labor Law' is promulgated."
In fact, he was afraid that he might accidentally do something big with Christian recently, which would affect the impression of the "Labor Law" in people's minds.
Back at the firm, Hobert wrote two letters, one to Captain Ikanser of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery, and one to Captain Thomas.
The content was similar, describing the legislative process of the "Labor Law" and the difficulties it now faced, and asking them each to recommend two workers to the parliament to participate in the formulation of the bill.
Hobert was about to ask Jessica to help send the letters when he received an unexpected guest: Leonard Mitchell.
This Nighthawk with black hair and green eyes, who, like Hobert, liked to wear trench coats, was still a bit unkempt and still looked so poetic, but of course, he still hadn't created a single poem.
Hobert warmly invited him in: "You've come to Backlund? Jessica, pour the guest a cup of black tea. Try my black tea; it's from home, very good."
Leonard took a light sip: "The taste is indeed quite good."
He could certainly feel Hobert's enthusiasm, which made him smile involuntarily: "Yes, I've been transferred to Backlund. I just arrived the day before yesterday. I heard from Ms. Daly that you work here, so I came to see you."
As they chatted, the two of them talked about the battle that had happened in Tingen City before, which inevitably brought another wave of sighs.
Leonard sighed: "Before I came to Backlund, I also attended the funeral of another colleague, Old Neil."
Hobert was stunned: "Old Neil, he, he... I remember him. What did he die of?"
"A disease," Leonard said. "He almost lost control once before, but it was discovered in time and he was saved, but it caused great damage to his body. After the winter, his body deteriorated day by day.
"Finally, during a cold, his internal organ functions rapidly failed, making his body extremely weak, and even the treatment ceremony couldn't play a big role."
Hobert sighed: "I didn't expect..."
In fact, it was twice that he almost lost control. Hobert didn't expect that he still couldn't save Old Neil, and then a strong sense of fate filled his heart.
Leonard smiled wryly: "This reminds me of a sentence from Captain Dunn: We are guardians, but also a bunch of miserable wretches who are constantly fighting against threats and madness."
Hobert said: "That's a very apt summary."
He raised his teacup: "To Captain Dunn."
Even though it had been a long time, Leonard was still a little choked up: "To the Captain."
After chatting for more than half an hour and drinking two cups of tea, Leonard got up to leave.
Hobert simply asked Leonard to hand over the letter to Thomas.
Leonard smiled as he put on his hat: "By the way, I haven't congratulated you yet on becoming a full member of the Nighthawks."
"Thank you." Hobert watched Leonard leave and sat back in his chair for a long time.
He didn't react until it was almost lunchtime. He went to Jessica to get back the letter to "Sherlock", opened it, and added the news that he had seen Leonard and that Old Neil had passed away.
Then Hobert re-sealed it in an envelope and gave it back to Jessica.
In the afternoon, Hobert returned to Blanca Street as usual. He drew the curtains early, pretending to be taking a nap.
At three o'clock, his eyes were covered by gray fog, and he reappeared in the giant hall that seemed to have remained unchanged forever.
"Justice" Audrey greeted everyone one by one as usual, and then she submitted a few pages of Russell's diary. Just last week, she visited the Roselle Memorial Exhibition, but "The Fool" Klein had also read these pages of the diary, but he still pretended to read them carefully to avoid being suspected.
A few minutes later, Klein said, "You can begin."
Audrey asked Hobert: "Mr. Emperor, your mood seems a little low."
"I just heard some bad news before attending the gathering," Hobert smiled. "News that made me completely abandon some illusions."
Old Neil's death also had a huge impact on Hobert. He had always thought that he was also the "chosen one" of this era, and that everything was possible if he operated properly.
But today, Hobert realized how ridiculous these ideas were.
In this world where gods exist, everything seems so small and fragile. Only by becoming a god, only after becoming a god, can one avoid being reduced to the "straw dog" of this world!
Audrey said: "I hope you can properly solve the problems you encounter. If you have any difficulties, you can ask friends for help."
Whether through the Tarot Club or the Justice League, as long as Hobert made a request, as long as it was within her ability, she would be happy to help.
"Thank you for your suggestion," Hobert smiled. "I will handle this problem well."
The trading session officially began. "Hanged Man" Alger first said: "Mr. Emperor, I hope to invite you to explore the second Elven ruins I discovered with me."
Hobert said: "I am also very interested in this, but I may not have time in the next week or two."
"Magician" Fors put her hand on her forehead: They are discussing exploring the ruins of the elves! Oh my god, I always thought the elves were a race in mythology.
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