Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1272 - 429 Austin: Master Wayne_4

Chapter 1272: Chapter 429 Austin: Master Wayne_4

In the backseat, Monica was locked in a birdcage but showed no signs of stress.

Wayne sat in the front passenger seat, glancing at Mona, who was driving: "Stop laughing; you’ve been laughing so much the steering wheel is swerving."

Mona pressed down the corners of her lips, recalling the whispers from Slyphy at the dining table. Her soul felt refreshed, as if she’d ascended to Heaven.

Hexuno: There’s no such talk in Heaven.

Mona: Shut up, you’re just jealous!

The car arrived at Wayne Manor. Wayne got out of the car, carrying the birdcage, and tilted his head toward the driver’s seat: "What, you’re not getting out?"

Mona rolled her eyes and thought to herself, "Isn’t that obvious?" She hit the gas and drove off.

"What a great woman. If I were the Saint Heir, I’d definitely promote you to Vice-Regent someday."

Wayne strolled into the house, birdcage in hand, heading to the backyard to release Monica.

"Coo-coo-coo—"

Ah Xue peeked out, perched on a tree branch with wide-open eyes.

Monica’s attention was instantly captured. She crouched slightly, her tiny paws twitching nervously, her eyes as round as copper bells.

Unwilling to back down, Ah Xue glared back. Haha, that predator pose—what does it even mean? Did she seriously think she was the prey?

Seeing the two feline creatures having a friendly meeting, Wayne nodded to himself, covering his right eye with one hand and letting a hint of the Goddess of Death’s aura seep out.

At that moment, Monica abandoned her "prey," meowing softly as she raised her tail and rubbed against Wayne’s pant leg repeatedly.

"Such sharp instincts. Still say you’re not the Goddess of Death?"

Wayne murmured, squatting to cradle the black cat in his arms. As the goddess’s aura spread, the black cat began to act coquettishly in various ways.

The experiment was a success.

It proved that Monica was indeed a reincarnation of the Goddess of Death. Judging by her pampered demeanor, she had likely already forgotten the mouse treats from the Lando family.

"From now on, this will be your litter box."

Wayne pointed to a large section of the backyard. Though it was much smaller than the Lando family’s lawn, it was more than enough for Monica.

"Let me introduce you to a couple of new friends..."

Wayne entered the underground sewer through the basement. With a quick mental sweep, Yuliya soon opened a portal and appeared, carrying Ah Bin together.

Wayne: (ŏ_ŏ;)

Ah Bin clearly bore no trace of the Goddess of Death’s consciousness but was being ridden like it was nothing. Rone really needed to see this for himself.

Luckily, she was a female dog—a dead one at that—so it wasn’t such a big deal.

"Woof woof woof——!" x2

"Meow meow meow!!"

Two hideous monsters appeared, growling in an unfriendly foreign "language." Monica’s fur bristled immediately, squirming wildly in Wayne’s arms.

"It’s okay; from now on, you’re all on the same team."

Wayne stroked Monica’s chin, then patted Yuliya’s back. The Goddess of Death’s aura diffused, causing the cat and horse to lock eyes amicably.

"Master, who’s this cat? She seems very familiar."

"She’s Monica, your new friend, along with Ah Bin."

Wayne chuckled and asked, "So, do you like her?"

"Mhm, mhm." Yuliya nodded repeatedly. Such a tiny friend—she loved it.

Ah Bin was not pleased. Her best friend only had eyes for the newcomer, growling low in her throat to issue a territorial warning.

Yuliya nuzzled Monica in Wayne’s arms. Hearing the warning, she dipped her head and gently nudged Ah Bin’s forehead, resolving the crisis in an instant.

Wayne: (ᖛ_ᖛ)ʃ

Classic Yuliya. Someday, we need to sit down and share notes.

Wayne rode on Yuliya, leading the dog while holding the cat, wandering through the sewers for two hours.

As the clock approached 11 p.m., it was about time for the trio to rest. Wayne carried the black cat back to Wayne Manor.

The bedroom was filled with a faint fragrance.

As the lights turned on, three golden-haired heads popped out simultaneously.

Wayne cradled the black cat, his face awkward: "Sorry, looks like I’ve come at a bad time."

Chris covered her mouth, giggling. Veronica’s face immediately flushed crimson as if she were gearing up for another excuse.

Viley jumped out of bed in a white nightgown, bounding toward Wayne and snatching the black cat from his arms.

"Monica, up you go!"

"Don’t change the subject."

Wayne delivered a karate chop to Viley’s head, tossed Monica out of the room, and headed toward the bathroom: "When I come back, I want an explanation."

Viley tilted her head, grinning, and followed him inside: "Senior, don’t come in! Last time, you slipped and fell. Let me talk to Wayne; I don’t mind falling."

Woman, woman, woman, man;

Woman, tug-of-war;

Cluster, man;

Chaos, man.

As it turned out, this was indeed Chris’s harem. Wayne was merely the sturdy mortise-and-tenon joint holding it all in place.

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Thirteen thousand five hundred words. Begging for double monthly tickets on the last day!