Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1179 - 406 I Want It All_3

Chapter 1179: Chapter 406 I Want It All_3

Sang Lan provided reliable intelligence and was highly dissatisfied with the contempt shown by Mister Wayne, noting that they aren’t the only ones with good intentions - these Insectoids are all cold-blooded butchers who kill without batting an eye.

The Devil’s sacrificial ritual, its location, the number of participants, the Life Alliance has thoroughly investigated them all.

Even if we step back, the Life Alliance acquiescing to the Devil’s growth aims to suppress the religious foundation of the Heavenly Father’s Court, as they plan to appear as the Savior when the sacrificial ritual begins, telling the multitude of believers that faith in the Heavenly Father is futile, and that salvation can only be attained through the merciful Goddess.

"Well said, but what if you fail?"

"Failure is impossible."

Sang Lan, thick-skinned, retorted, "If I may speak frankly, you are the most prideful of all, overconfident in your strength, looking down on me from the bottom of your heart. With that attitude, you won’t believe anything I say."

Wayne didn’t respond, but suddenly raised his fist.

Sang Lan quickly retreated, grabbing the doorknob.

Wayne smoothed his hair at the back of his head.

Sang Lan: (▔皿▔)

This is outrageous!

"The fact is, I have the capital to be arrogant, and looking down on you is justified."

Wayne snorted coldly, "You’ve done your investigation, and so have I. My investigation has told you that there’s not just one Devil behind The Black Principle Cult, the ’Giant Demon’ Andrius is just a trick the Devil is using to deceive you, from the beginning, the Life Alliance has been fooled by the Devil..."

"Additionally, the local Heavenly Father’s Court has been controlled by the Devil, unlike the Papal State. It’s confirmed that the Devil’s power is massive, having dispatched more than one Reincarnated Angel..."

"Finally, the Death Knights of the Underworld Great Tomb have long been under the Devil’s control, they have lost their heads and are now mere Headless Knights..."

"You can’t even handle a Headless Knight, how will you fight the monsters that defeated the Headless Knight? When the Reincarnated Angels arrive, what does the Life Alliance have to compete with Heaven?"

"This won’t do, that won’t do, what else do you have besides daydreaming?"

With each word, Wayne sneered, turning Sang Lan’s face paler and paler: "If that’s the case, it seems like you have no solutions either, do you?"

You really need to be put in your place!

Wayne, itching to throw a punch, squinted his eyes and smiled, "At least I’m more sober than you. Contact the High Priests of both churches right now, immediately, do you understand?"

Feeling a chill, Sang Lan nodded repeatedly and turned to walk towards the inner room.

"Wait!"

Wayne raised his hand to stop her and said rationally, "Invite them out for a meal, but don’t mention anything about the Reincarnated Angel, just say it’s about re-negotiating interests against the Heavenly Father’s Court."

A shiver ran through Sang Lan, and she stammered, "You mean..."

"Just because you’re not controlled by the Devil doesn’t mean they aren’t, intelligence can’t be recklessly leaked."

Wayne said with closed eyes; a Reincarnated Angel could be discovered by the Devil but must not be betrayed by him. Being discovered is part of the Devil’s plot to snatch the prey, but to betray one’s own teammate is to shamelessly feast on their blood – one must not be utterly disgraceful.

"I understand, I’ll contact them right away."

"It’s one o’clock in the afternoon, I want to see them before teatime."

"Alright."

...

Half an hour later, Isabella brought the packed steak back to the office.

Seeing Wayne, silent and seated behind the desk, and Sang Lan, pale-faced standing in front of the desk, she frowned slightly.

Forgive her sharp observation, the High Priest seemed somehow different.

The corners of her eyebrows were raised, her pupils were not as clear, and even the space between her legs seemed wider.

She was shaking as if injured and unable to stand firmly.

Isabella didn’t get it, smelling a faint scent of blood in the air, a look of disgust flashed across her face, disliking those women who climb ranks by selling their appearance, disregarding their integrity and dignity for power and status.

She was different; all she cared for was a bite to eat.

"Mister Wayne, today’s main course is steak. I couldn’t wait for you in the restaurant, so I’ve packed a portion for you." Isabella opened the lunch box and handed over a knife and fork.

Wayne stabbed the steak with the knife, about to put it in his mouth, but he noticed Isabella staring intently at him. He moved the steak to the left, and Isabella’s eyes followed to the left; he moved it to the right, and her eyes followed to the right.

Interesting!

Not just interesting, but also a matter of pride.

Not every man has the ability to make a beautiful woman salivate openly.

Wayne didn’t care about eating, teasing Isabella a bit before handing over the steak.

"Mister Wayne, this is really embarrassing since it’s your lunch." Isabella swallowed it in a few bites, her nimble tongue coming out and licking the food residue off the knife.

Such a dexterous little tongue!

Wayne retracted his dinner knife and fell silent.

If he hadn’t known that Isabella was a glutton, he would certainly have misinterpreted the situation as her trying to seduce him.

Shameless, and it’s not even dark out yet!

Sang Lan inwardly disdained them, most annoyed by women who sell their looks to climb the ladder, relinquishing their personal dignity and integrity.

She hadn’t noticed before, but today she realized that Isabella was also quite the manipulator, seemingly quiet but with an undercurrent of allure, seducing men with skill.

Moreover, while her investigation of Wayne might have failed, not uncovering his true background, one thing she got right was that he’s a lecher, who has made Isabella his new favorite since arriving in Paris.

Sang Lan was willing to bet that Wayne would treat Isabella specially.

"High Priest, this is Isabella. Last night I tested her combat abilities and found that a Golden Mage would be wasting her talents as a third-grade Pastor. Later on, you should arrange to transfer the leadership of the Scalpel Organization back to us; Isabella will be the new person in charge." Wayne said with a cold face, looking toward Sang Lan.

See what I mean!