Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1153 - 400: Like a God

Chapter 1153: Chapter 400: Like a God

April 25th.

Night, Port of Lundan.

Wayne stood at the port dock, took a deep breath, and said with relish, "No matter how much you breath it in, the smog here is still the most authentic."

Compared to loyal Prussia and serious Ross Federation, Windsor had nothing notable to offer, except for leading far ahead when it came to Insectoids and being unkind.

But Wayne knew it was a good country, possessing the world’s best Frank cuisine and the best Frank jokes.

Politeness: Are you Frank?

At 8 p.m., the air was filled with a faint mist.

After Wayne seized the Royal Family’s trump card, the night fog blocking Lundan thinned out a lot, and the economically weaker eastern and southern districts gradually prospered during the night.

On the streets, you could see groups of workers heading to factories for overtime.

That’s capitalists for you; previously the thick fog made travel difficult, and curfews made it hard to adjust night shifts to implement double shifts. Now without the fog and with the curfew lifted, and catching the wind of the war, they definitely need to whip the cattle and horses into movement.

Entrepreneur: You are not working overtime for capital, but for the country, for victory, and for yourselves.

Familiar smell, the smog here is too authentic, returning to Lundan, Wayne felt just like he was back home.

Wayne first sent the two secretaries back to the library, and then took Holy Maiden Anastasia to the manor.

In principle, after the Holy Maiden’s visit to the Naturalism Church ended, she should have returned with the group to the Dark Church Headquarters to report the results to the Pope and other senior officials.

However, Anastasia held such a high position in the Dark Church, having tremendous autonomy, and with her father Ivan being the Pope, and Wayne being the little pretty boy of the Dark Goddess in the mortal world, she went wherever she wanted, and no one could control her.

Don’t ask why, it’s because of the Divine Decree.

Incidentally, Wayne arranged for the Knight Vizi to stay at the Dark Saintess’s manor.

Wayne had a general impression of this servant with dual allegiances, acknowledging her loyalty, she was a competent gatekeeper, with a soundproof barrier that was firm and stable.

And because of her excessive loyalty, he didn’t trust her.

As of now, Vizi had two masters, Wayne and the Dark Goddess Idinis, working two jobs for one person, loyalty that isn’t absolute is absolutely disloyal.

Anyway, from Wayne’s perspective, if one day in the future he and Idinis came into conflict, Vizi would definitely stand by Idinis without hesitation.

Thus, this subordinate Knight seemed somewhat redundant.

Wayne Manor was very large, but there was no place for Vizi; he ordered her to the Dark Saintess’s manor to be responsible for protecting Anastasia.

Unless necessary, Wayne didn’t plan to meet with this Knight; he was willing to bring her to Lundan for only one purpose.

To play cards!

To play cards with Dreyne!

Wayne remembered clearly, Dreyne really disliked Vizi; the specific reason Dreyne didn’t say, but seeing her beat up Austin with a clear and refreshing expression, it was probably because he suffered under her many years ago.

Putting these two together, the card table would definitely be lively.

It would most likely end up in a fight.

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At 9 p.m., Wayne left the Holy Maiden Manor, checked his watch, then looked at the foggy night sky.

Observing the celestial phenomena, he affected doing some calculations with his fingers, and organized his schedule for the upcoming period.

To give his wings a surprise, and to manage time, he didn’t notify anyone about his return.

"It’s just like me, still so clever."

Wayne looked around and headed straight for the Moonlight Church High Priest Manor, calculated the time, and arrived just when the High Priest was applying his night cream.

Coarse people do coarse work; the High Priest’s body was delicate, not suited for physical exertion, it should be left for others to do.

...

"Ah, you still know how to come back!"

In the living room, seeing Wayne appearing with a smug face, Philomena joyfully sneered, "I thought you died out there and forgot about me. Turns out you are still alive and remember me."

"Mina, I came to see you as soon as I got back, your words, they really hurt me."

Under the disdainful gazes of the twins, the scumbag embraced the High Priest’s slender waist and headed to the second floor, who after a couple of pushes, feebly collapsed in the scumbag’s arms.

A deadbeat and a darling, just some cheesy, goosebump-inducing love talk.

"Tell me, how many days have you been back, am I the last one you visited?" Philomena sat at the dressing table, casting a glance at the deadbeat in the mirror.

"You’re the first."

Wayne felt extremely wronged, grabbing the High Priest’s hand and placing it on his chest: "You hear, every beat is thinking of you."

"Really or not?"

Philomena looked skeptical, unmoved by second-hand love talk: "None of your fiancées, girlfriends, secretaries know you’re back?"

"Mina, when you talk like this, it really hurts me, my heart doesn’t even want to beat."

As Wayne spoke, his heart stopped beating.

Philomena still didn’t believe, previously naively thought Wayne was an honest man, that she had picked up a gem, and believed everything he said.

Only later did she realize, the honest one turned out to be herself, the scumbag was practicing his skills on her.

"I still don’t believe it, I’m definitely not the first."

"Then should I leave?"

"You dare!"

Philomena sneered, grabbing the night cream and stuffing it into Wayne’s hand: "You’ve been gone for two months, tell me, did you bring any messed-up woman back with you?"

"... "

Don’t say, he really did!

"Bastard, speak up!"

"It’s not any messed-up woman, it’s the former Dark Knight."

"Huh?!"

Philomena’s beautiful eyes widened in surprise, looking towards Wayne in the mirror: "There’s already a current Dark Knight, where did the former one come from?"

Usually, a Goddess only has one Knight active on the God-chosen Continent, Wayne’s statement severely contradicted Philomena’s common knowledge.