Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1020 - 366 Divine Fire_3

Chapter 1020: Chapter 366 Divine Fire_3

"The defense line is as solid as a rock!"

"Three million against three million, Prussia has limited resources within its territory, unable to support a war of attrition..."

"The advantage is ours!"

The Queen presided over the meeting, not uttering a single word throughout, while Austin and Winston took turns speaking.

Wayne had no say, glancing at the well-known defense lines on the map and began browsing through the book in his hands—Mein Kampf.

It is said that knowing the enemy and knowing yourself ensures victory in every battle, at any time, in any place, one must have a detailed and thorough understanding of the enemy.

Wayne had read this book twice, and each time he gained something from it. Setting aside the author’s own fanaticism as an orator, the strong will and spirit of struggle laid out between the lines were worth remembering by all.

History, regardless of its goodness or badness, always has aspects from which one can draw lessons and inspiration. Whether it’s learning or avoiding errors, reading history is a good habit.

By 1940, the Farak Intelligence Bureau’s contact with Wayne had grown ever more frequent, each time inquiring about the strategic intentions of Windsor’s upper echelons.

Whether they were determined to make money, or whether they were determined to go all out against Prussia.

The God-chosen Continent was but so big, Prussia was dominant, and Windsor would have to look to Prussia’s whims in the future if they wanted to make money, only getting a third even if they begged on their knees, so they were certainly resolved to go all out against Prussia.

This was beyond doubt.

The fact that Farak kept asking this could only indicate that the internal situation was unstable and that capitulationists held considerable power.

As for why they were asking Wayne, the reason was also simple. Although the Farak Intelligence Bureau was just average in operational capabilities, they were neither blind nor deaf. They had long been well-aware of changes within Windsor’s decision-making tier.

The Lando Family had successfully purged the Royal Family, sidelining the royals. Queen Sophia was a puppet of the Lando Family. If Windsor didn’t have a successor to the throne and Austin withdrew to the background, Sophia’s succession would pass on to Wayne.

Our Frankish super-spy is becoming Windsor’s leading big brother!

Cannon fodder→Spy→High-level Agent→Super Agent.

The upper echelons of the Farak Intelligence Bureau were abuzz with excitement, misled by external rumors, believing fervently that Austin held Wayne in high regard as his own, trusting him immensely, not treating him like an outside son-in-law, but rather cultivating him as a son and heir.

Further influenced by external rumors, they began to suspect that Wayne was indeed the long-lost bloodline of the Lando Family.

Is there a possibility that Austin was in Paris years ago, influenced by the romantic atmosphere, and thus Wayne was born?

Don’t laugh; the possibility is significant.

Austin was a master schemer who rose to power through purification of the monarchy; without any blood relation, he would never have been so good to Wayne.

Comparing photos of the two, there was no need to speculate—Wayne was a mixed-blood of both nations, inheriting the superior genes of the Frankish people.

Sora received orders from the intelligence bureau. Her attitude toward Wayne changed from initial coercion and enticement to now fawning in every possible way.

Riches and honor should not make one forget old friendships. Just because you become a prince doesn’t mean you forget your roots. Frank is your true home, and now that the country is in trouble, it’s time for you to step up.

Unfortunately for Sora, she never saw Wayne. Mona relayed these words, inserting a few scoldings of the Archangel throughout.

Wayne was busy getting scolded, he didn’t quite catch what Mona said, nor did he take this issue to heart.

What mixed-blood of both nations? That’s all ludicrous; he’s a proper Lundan-born old Union Jack noble, with no white genes. Outsiders were trying to freeload off him!

"Wayne, did you hear what Deputy Minister Ivette said?"

"Ah! Eh?"

Wayne looked up from his book, "Which part, is the meeting starting now?"

Austin, with a stern face, said bluntly, "It’s about the religious support within Prussia. The Naturalism Church is very close to Prussia. In case the Church suddenly joins the war, we need you to gather some intelligence."

Why don’t you just ask your wife about it when you get home?

Wayne blinked, and Austin understood immediately, continuing, "You have connections at the Naturalism Church Headquarters; see if you can work out what the Naturalism Church really intends. Whether they truly support Prussia or are just putting on a show."

"I understand."

Wayne nodded and returned his gaze to the book.

The father-son dialogue made the newcomer Winston inwardly suspicious, feeling that Austin seemed to have trouble griping Wayne, which warranted deeper thought over who truly held authority within the Lando Family.

Winston sneakily glanced at Wayne, wondering if he indeed was the real big boss.

Sensing the focused gaze, Wayne gave him a slight smile, offering a pie in the sky—work hard, young man, and your rewards of indulgence won’t be lacking.

After habitually giving false promises, Wayne lowered his head to ponder the likelihood of an alliance between the Naturalism Church and Prussia.

Don’t joke; the possibility is significant. The Naturalism Church Headquarters is located in Austria, Prussia’s backyard, a feng shui treasure land for art students looking for a career change.

Just this Karma alone makes it quite plausible for the Naturalism Church to side with Prussia.

Wayne raised his hand to touch his chin, Pope Ludwig was preparing to abdicate, close to achieving greatness and heading to the Divine Nation, his future bright and promising, unlikely to get entangled in a world war.

To bet and win adds too little to his glory, to lose would mean all previous prestige and achievements dissolved.

Ludwig was a smart man; he knew what choice to make.

In other words, even if the Naturalism Church appeared to join forces with Prussia, it was of little relation to Ludwig.

Wayne’s mind flashed with Saina’s face, and he involuntarily twitched the corners of his mouth—could it be... this mess was her doing?

With Ludwig set to step down from the papacy and Saina having the support of the heir to the Naturalist Knight behind her, among all the Divine Oracle High Priests, her hand and capital were the strongest.