Karun woke up feeling refreshed and sat up in bed. Since he had nothing to do today, he planned to sit in bed and read a book after washing up, enjoying this rare laziness.

After all, ever since he moved into the funeral home, he seemed to be busy from morning till night. Although neither his position in the cult nor his work at the funeral home required him to clock in, he couldn't relax because of it.

After washing up in the bathroom, there was a knock on the bedroom door.

"Young master, Richard is here to see you..."

"Mm."

Karun changed his clothes and opened the bedroom door.

"Young master, Richard is sitting in the front hall." Alfred pointed to his own face.

"I know."

Karun walked to the front hall, which was the mourning hall of the funeral home, and saw Richard sitting on a small stool.

"Karun, Karun, Karun~"

After seeing Karun, Richard stood up in a pitiful manner and walked towards him, like a younger brother who had been scolded by his parents and came to cry to his older brother.

Well, not just like, because he was actually his cousin.

Karun took a step back, avoiding Richard, and asked, "Who are you?"

"I'm Richard."

"Were you contaminated in the pigsty last night?"

"Um..."

Richard's face was swollen like a pig's head.

Karun used to think this was an exaggerated figure of speech, but today he finally understood that it was an accurate description.

"I was beaten by my dad. When I got home yesterday, I saw my dad and I brought him the snacks my mom made with my own hands. I asked him, 'Dad, do you want to eat snacks?' Guess what he did next?"

"No need to guess, I've already seen it."

"My dad's condition has worsened. Karun, do you know how badly he beat me last night? He slapped himself first, then slapped me, punched himself, then punched me, and finally took a belt and whipped me back and forth. At that time, I was really afraid that my dad would get carried away and beat me to death."

"Don't worry, he won't, and this is actually a good sign. It means your dad is actively releasing his emotions."

"A good sign?"

"Mm, if you get beaten a few more times, his condition should improve greatly."

"What is this, a new treatment method?"

"Mm, it's a very good treatment method. The only side effect is that it's a bit hard on the son."

"I can't take it anymore. Even if I run, he won't let me. He uses magic to restrain me."

"That's really going too far."

"Yeah."

"Come, look, from here, go north for a few kilometers, there's a backstreet with a clinic. Many gangsters go there for treatment when they're injured. The doctor at that clinic has a lot of experience with your type of injury."

"I've already applied ointment given by my mom, but the swelling still needs some time to go down. Why should I go to the clinic now? I came to find you. You should be asking me if I've had breakfast."

"Sometimes, deliberately not picking up on a topic is a polite way of refusing."

"Karun, are we brothers?"

Karun couldn't deny this question, as he knew that Richard was using "brothers" as an adjective.

"Fine, I can't deny that. Although I know that you're using 'brothers' as an adjective."

"Okay, then. I haven't had breakfast either. Let's go to the kitchen."

"What, are you going to cook yourself?"

"Mm."

Karun led Richard into the kitchen and made two bowls of plain noodles.

When Richard saw Karun holding chopsticks, he curiously picked up a pair of chopsticks and twirled a mouthful of noodles into his mouth, chewing and saying, "The taste is good. Is there soybean paste?"

"No."

"It's a little bland."

"There's chili powder."

"Okay, give me some."

While eating noodles, Richard originally wanted to continue pouring out his tragic experience from last night, but Karun took out a notebook containing magic spells and started reading it while eating.

"My grandfather taught me that when practicing any magic, you must concentrate and be fully focused, without any distractions."

"That's what your grandfather taught you."

"What's the difference? The principles are the same."

"Everyone's talents are different."

"Are you saying I'm dumb?"

"Not dumb, just not as smart as me relatively."

"Okay, I see it now. Are you happy to see me beaten like this?"

"Congratulations, you finally figured it out."

"Hmph, not much of a friend, no empathy."

"You were beaten by your dad, not by someone else. So, should a friend take a sword and help you chop your dad?"

"No need for that. After all, he's my dad, and he's also beaten himself pretty badly."

"After breakfast, what do you plan to do?"

"I came to visit you. What, don't you welcome me?"

"What about a gift?"

"Um... I came too early, and the shop hasn't had a chance to open yet, so I didn't buy anything."

"It's okay, leaving some coupons is the same."

"Oh, Karun, how can you be like this!"

"Alright, as for me, I'm going to the study. As for you, you can sit in the courtyard and enjoy the sun. Actually, let's switch. You go to the study and I'll stay in the courtyard. I'm afraid you'll scare people if I leave you outside.""I want to talk to you about yesterday's mission, Karun. How did you realize that the captain was not real?"

"Just pay more attention to the details."

"That's it?"

"Yeah, that's it."

"Don't brush me off like that, okay?"

Karun stood up and walked towards the study, standing in front of the bookshelf and selecting a book. In the end, he pulled out one titled "Father's Abandonment."

At this moment, Richard also walked in and took out a book called "The Scared Frog" from the bookshelf.

Just as Karun was about to leave the study and go to the yard, Richard immediately stopped him: "Hey hey hey, let's stay here together in the study, okay? I won't disturb you, I promise."

"Then you have to wear a mask."

"Don't be so excessive, Karun. My father caused physical harm to me last night, and today you have caused harm to my soul."

In the end, Karun didn't go to the yard but sat down behind the desk, while Richard happily sat on another chair.

Alfred walked in and placed some snacks and tea on the table.

Next, Karun entered a state of reading, and Richard was the same. He seemed lively and cheerful, but he could also be calm when needed.

They read for nearly four hours. The book was not thick, and Karun was almost finished reading it. The book told the story of a father living in seclusion in the mountains with his three children, completely cut off from the world.

The father was originally disgusted with everything in the city, believing that those things were tormenting people's souls. In order to maintain the purity of his three children, he chose to live in seclusion in the mountains, living a life similar to that of a savage. It had a shadow of "Robinson Crusoe."

After living in the mountains for many years, the father became more and more confused and miserable. As he watched his three children grow up, his guilt became heavier. The pure life he believed in had no presence in the eyes of his children because they had forgotten the "filth" of the city. Without knowing filth, purity became meaningless.

In the end, the father brought the three children to a logging camp and asked for shelter. He chose to jump off a cliff before dying, saying, "You should go back to the city and live. Gradually, you will understand the purity I once brought to you."

After finishing the book, Karun frowned slightly. He didn't quite understand what the author was trying to express. It was a bit confusing, but the author's description of jungle life was quite good, giving a deep sense of immersion.

As for how to evaluate and empathize with the character of "Father," Karun was too lazy to analyze it because he had to make lunch. After all, this was Richard's first time visiting him.

Lunch consisted of three dishes and a soup. Karun made the flavors a bit heavy, and Richard enjoyed it.

"I thought your family liked light flavors." Karun looked at Richard, who was eating eagerly, and smiled.

"That's what my grandmother likes. We have to like what she likes, or at least pretend to like it."

"So, are the people in your family afraid of your grandmother?"

"More or less. We, the younger generation, are okay, but my grandfather is probably the most afraid of my grandmother."

"Hehe."

After lunch, Karun originally thought that Richard could go home, but it seemed that he had no intention of taking the initiative to leave. Sometimes he hadn't finished reading the book, and sometimes he asked about dinner.

"Have you informed your family that you came to my place?"

"No."

"Then I suggest you call them now. I'm afraid your family will worry that you were beaten last night and might do something rash today."

"That's not possible. My family would never think that I would do something rash. But I still decided to make a phone call."

Karun picked up an orange and peeled it while leaning against the door, watching Richard make the phone call.

"Yeah, it's me, Father." Richard's expression suddenly changed. It was actually his father who answered the call, which was unexpected because his father almost never answered the phone at home.

"I'm at Karun's place."

"I've had lunch."

"Okay, Father, I understand."

Richard hung up the phone, took a deep breath, and said to Karun, "Save me, Karun. My father wants me to go home and not disturb your rest here."

"Your father is right."

"Save me, Karun. I'm afraid I'll be beaten again if I go back."

"You see, your father even answered the phone voluntarily. It proves that the beating you received yesterday was effective, right?"

"Well... you're making it difficult for me."

"Go back. Your father needs you now."

Richard raised his middle finger to Karun, who didn't mind. He put a piece of orange into his mouth and watched Richard leave. Karun stretched lazily and finally could enjoy his holiday. He decided to take a nap first.

Entering the bedroom, Karun saw Puerh interrogating Kevin. Kevin was curled up in the corner, while Puerh looked imposing.

Karun's entrance interrupted the process, and Kevin looked at Karun with pleading eyes. But Karun, who had watched the moon with it last night, didn't respond at all today.Puerh turned her head and asked Karun, "Has your cousin gone back?"

"Yeah, he's gone. I plan to take a bath and then take a nap."

"Then should I continue interrogating the stupid dog in another place?"

"No need, you can interrogate him here."

"Will it affect your rest?"

"I just want to lie down, whether I can sleep or not doesn't matter."

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Karun walked into the bathroom, filled the bathtub with water, and sat in it.

Puerh shouted at the door, "Do you want me to call Big Butt in to give you a back rub?"

"Okay, call her in."

"Hmph, dream on." Puerh stuck her tongue out at the bathroom door, then turned to Kevin, who was trying to sneak out of the bedroom, and shouted, "Stupid dog, stop right there, where do you think you're going!"

Karun originally wanted to soak for a while and then lie back in bed, but Puerh's "interrogation" of Kevin in the bedroom was still going on, so Karun didn't bother to disturb them. He closed his eyes and fell asleep in the bathtub.

The sleep was light but comfortable, not for the purpose of replenishing energy, but simply to enjoy the beauty of sleep.

Unconsciously, he had been soaking in the bathtub for nearly two hours. When Karun woke up, unsurprisingly, although the tap had been turned off long ago, the water in the bathtub was still warm.

Getting out of the bathtub, drying himself off, changing clothes, and standing in front of the mirror, Karun could clearly feel his energy was abundant.

This reminded him of his life at the Allen Manor. For a period of time, he would just play ball and take baths every day, and then sleep in the warm, spacious bedroom.

If it weren't for riding horses with Unis in the afternoon, he could stay in the bedroom all day without going out. After all, servants would bring food and drinks.

But as described in the book he read in the morning, without knowing what dirt was, one wouldn't understand what purity meant. Without the premise of fulfilling busyness, one wouldn't understand what true rest meant.

Walking out of the bathroom into the bedroom, Karun saw the maid Shili squatting in front of him, arranging afternoon tea for Puerh.

Hearing footsteps behind her, Shili didn't turn around, but just turned her head slightly. "Young Master, would you like to have afternoon tea?"

"No need."

"What about fruits? Young Master, would you like some?"

"No need for that either."

Puerh spoke up, "He wants to bite into a big peach."

Shili's face turned red for a moment, then stiffened. The hand holding the coffee began to tremble.

"Is this the first time you've heard me speak? Be normal, don't spill the coffee. Do you know how expensive this coffee is? Do you know how hard our Karun works to support the family?"

"Yes, yes, my mistake, my mistake." Shili immediately apologized to Puerh.

Karun lay down on the bed.

Shili stabilized her mind and continued to squat, preparing snacks and fruit platters for Puerh.

Puerh took a sip of coffee, ate a grape, spat out the seeds, and said to Shili, "He's watching, lift it higher, higher."

Shili stood there, not knowing whether to stand or not.

Karun picked up the "Order Weekly" on the bedside table and read the newspaper while saying, "Don't take it to heart, this cat is in heat recently."

"It's okay, Young Master." Shili immediately smiled and responded. After preparing everything for afternoon tea, she stood up with the tray, opened the door, walked out of the bedroom, and took a deep breath.

Karun turned a page of the newspaper and said to Puerh, "Stop bullying her all the time."

"Why, feeling sorry for her?"

"She's just an ordinary person with limited mental endurance."

"Then give her a raise, her mental endurance is linked to her salary."

"Then deduct it from your meal allowance."

"Oh, you wouldn't do that. How much can a cute little kitty eat in a day?"

"The food expenses of your cat alone can cover the expenses of everyone else in the house. Did you buy your coffee beans with points?"

"Um... the radio fairy agreed. These coffee beans are not expensive. Last time, when I stayed up late studying the refrigerator for you, the radio fairy specially approved them for me and the stupid dog to stay awake."

"And also, when pets in the house eat well, it means the family is doing well. It's a good sign, right, stupid dog?"

Kevin, who was eating fried meatballs, raised his head and barked, "Woof!"

Karun continued reading the newspaper, and what surprised him was that the Order Weekly was still reporting on two ordinary people. One was Mayor John Rotini of Slowlar City, who was sitting in an open-top car and waving to his supporters in the photo.

The other was Mr. Luther, who was still organizing his Purple Hair Advocates' Rights Movement. In the photo, he was clenching his fist and giving a passionate speech.

Karun remembered that the Order Weekly had been reporting on these two people for a long time. In the world of the divine cult, how could there be so much space for two ordinary people? But for a moment, Karun couldn't figure out the purpose of paying attention to these two people.

If it was just to support a new political figure or to promote a rights movement, with the power of the Order of Gods, it could easily be done without such a roundabout way.

By now, Puerh had finished her afternoon tea and jumped onto the bed, saying to Karun,"Karun, what would you do if you had the power to control time?"

"I don't have anything in particular I want to do."

"Do you have any regrets in your life?"

"Not exactly regrets, but Dis could probably use it."

"True."

"What about you? What would you do if you had the power to control time?"

"Well, I haven't thought about it. Even though I've been a cat for so long, when I think about it, my days living in the Inmores family aren't really regrettable."

At that moment, there was a knock on the bedroom door:

"Young master, your captain is on the phone."

Karun remembered that the captain said he would come to see him today if he was free, and he would call in advance to notify him.

Getting up, Karun went to the study to answer the phone.

"Hello, Captain, it's me."

"I beat up the deputy director. Even though I know he's innocent because he's just in charge of delivering tasks and he doesn't know what the task is."

"Good job, at least you're happy."

"Yes, you're right. After beating him up, I feel much better.

However, the deputy director told me some good news. We're about to have a new task, and the reward for this task is much more generous than before."

"What task?"

"Our church is going to negotiate war reparations with the Reincarnation Church on Darkmoon Island. The Archbishop of the York City region will go to Darkmoon Island as one of the local representatives of the church.

So, there's a spot for a security team from the entire York City region. This is a high-reward task, much higher than our previous two security tasks, and we can meet the real high-level members of the church. After all, the Archbishop we're escorting is just sitting in the last row of the delegation.

However, such a good task wasn't supposed to be ours, and we weren't scheduled for it. But suddenly, the team that was originally scheduled was withdrawn, and we were specifically named to take over. Before this, I had no hope for this task and didn't make any effort."

"Is it luck?"

"No, no, no, it's not luck. According to the deputy director I just beat up, he knows that:

There's a big shot up there who specifically spoke for our team and even praised us."

"..." Karun.