Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1042 - 372: The Divine Oracle High Priest Huo Bing, The Pope Dies Suddenly, How Pleasing

Chapter 1042: Chapter 372: The Divine Oracle High Priest Huo Bing, The Pope Dies Suddenly, How Pleasing

Cyno River.

A sightseeing boat slowly sailed, its decor classical and the silhouette smooth, reflecting the moonlight, slicing through the glistening waterline.

The sceneries on both banks were picturesque, and the music was elegant. Accompanied by the sound of the boat slapping against the water, the artistic content was as high as a two- or three-story building.

Wayne was itching to pick up a brush and paint.

Alas, he could not.

His painting skills were mediocre; realism was particularly terrible, and he focused primarily on abstract.

Although the mainstream aesthetic of the times was abstract, and after a person passed away, there would always be an auction house to argue for them, this was Austria, Prussia’s backyard. Little Mustache, the leader, despised the abstract. Dare to be abstract, and he would dare to pull you.

Wayne sat on the upper deck, a gentle breeze blowing, with a glass of juice in his hand, he glanced at his watch, "Judging by the time, they should have arrived by now."

The meeting between Saina and Great Prophet Tubie, and Holy Maiden Dusa went very smoothly. Both expressed that there should be no major issues. However, they also had a request.

Recklessly spreading the Divine Decree was risky. They needed to meet with the big brother leading the charge to prevent him from ditching them after achieving his goal and taking the opportunity to get rid of them while dealing with the Pope.

Cautious and prudent, they prioritized a stable approach.

Wayne thought of the two as Insectoids; such were the Great Prophet and the Holy Maiden, without any spirit of sacrifice. The Church had become what it was today partly due to their abdication of responsibility.

Since Tubie and Dusa were not easily swayed, uninterested in cakes and chicken soup even when offered, Wayne had no choice but to agree to meet with them.

To avoid startling the snakes in the grass, they chose the meeting site to be on the Cyno River, on this sightseeing boat.

Elsewhere, Wayne had arranged a meeting with Deputy Head Gavin of the Naturalist Knights Order, showing Gavin overwhelming evidence, illustrating his idea to reorganize the upper echelons of the Church soon.

Gavin had been displeased with the group of Insectoids for a long time. With limited power in his hands and unwilling to join the corrupt, he had distanced himself from the center of power.

The future Naturalist Knight cared much for the Church, and Gavin was pleased to see it happen. With the Knight’s arrival, justice would be restored; with the Knight’s arrival, the Church would have peace.

At the same time, Gavin expressed his doubts. In principle, a Naturalist Knight should not interfere with the Church’s internal affairs. Wayne had the status but not the authority.

Once a precedent was set, it would inevitably lead to future problems.

This was what Wayne liked about Gavin. Some might say he was inflexible, but Wayne saw him as upright, a man who stoutly adhered to his principles.

Wayne conveyed that he would not actively intervene in the Church’s internal affairs. He would only have Saina present the evidence, and if the higher-ups refused to admit their crimes, then he would step in as a Naturalist Knight to deal with the problematic individuals.

Of course, he wasn’t the director or planner. Invited by Saina, he would help her remove the unscrupulous Insectoids.

This explanation was a bit far-fetched, like passing gas with pants on or off—it was essentially the same. But once the Naturalist Knight had "removed his pants," Gavin could no longer object, and he made his stance clear. He stood on the side of fairness and justice, leading the Naturalist Knights Order to maintain order at the scene that day.

Gavin was too straight-laced to be part of tonight’s small gathering, so Wayne had not invited him.

Otherwise, with the Great Prophet, Holy Maiden, Divine Oracle High Priest, and Naturalist Knight all at one table, discussing how to translate the Goddess’s Divine Decree, Gavin certainly would not have been able to keep his composure.

Good news: The previous generation of Insectoid decision-makers had been overthrown.

Bad news: The Insectoids had overthrown their own, which was as good as doing nothing.

Sitting opposite Wayne was the great beauty, Saina, dressed in a white evening gown that fit perfectly, wearing a black fur coat over it, with her long hair elegantly styled up, looking every bit like an aristocratic lady from high society.

Her aloof temperament was aggressively dominant, more akin to a Queen.

Behind Wayne was the Succubus Secretary Odilia, in a professional lady’s suit, her appearance neat and proper, and like Mona, she also wore a pair of glasses.

Wayne brought Odilia to the small meeting because it was a chance for her to see the world, familiarize her face with the future upper echelon of Naturalism Church, the boss was busy to death all day, he couldn’t possibly keep an eye on the Church at all times, having Secretary Odilia take over the workload could alleviate a lot of his pressure.

This was one of the proper ways to use a secretary.

Another reason for bringing Odilia was that lately, she had been scheming after Nelson. Wayne didn’t know where she picked up the CPU, but she had the young girl going around in circles.

Because of this, Regina had frequently complained to Wayne.

Odilia’s forming cliques for her own benefit was classic factional behavior. If left unchecked, her influence would spread throughout the library, with dire consequences.

Today, she dared to form circles; tomorrow she could overthrow the established order, rallying her allies to rule over their boss supreme. Stern measures had to be taken as a warning to others.

It was described so vividly that Wayne himself was slightly tempted.

Having ideas didn’t mean Wayne would act on them. Although he too thought the idea of twins was criminal yet intriguing, in line with the aesthetics of a basement, Nelson came from a clean background, a daughter of a prominent family; there was no reason to permit Odilia to push her into the fire pit. Hence, Wayne kept Odilia close at hand, keeping her away from Nelson and giving Regina some peace.

Besides, taking a big step back, Regina was Wayne’s top-ranked diligent worker and the most hardworking of his employees, who never sought overtime pay and was repeatedly chosen as Employee of the Month for several months in a row.

Wayne couldn’t get involved with her, let alone her sister—it would be counterproductive for work efficiency, and where could he find a second diligent worker like her.

The surface of the river was split by a swift trail of water, as a figure leaped onto the upper deck and came to the meeting table.

A Mandrill draped in the Great Prophet’s Magic Robe, crowned as if a person.

The Great Prophet hadn’t come, sending his Avatar instead.

"Mister Wayne, you really came. I thought High Priestess Saina was deceiving me," the Mandrill said, bowing respectfully.