Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1288 - 433: Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, don’t take anything to heart

Chapter 1288: Chapter 433: Eat when you should eat, drink when you should drink, don’t take anything to heart

There’s a joy in rekindling old ties, a grief-stricken helplessness in moral decline, mixed with the shame and pleasure of breaking taboos...

In short, she didn’t want this either, but life left her no choice.

"The Life Alliance and the Church of Darkness and Death, they’ve gotten involved too?" Uriel snorted coldly. Evil heretics—all should be sent to the stake.

"To be precise, the death and darkness God-chosen Knights have already appeared. The moonlight and sun Knights seem to have made their presence known as well." Sophia shook her head repeatedly.

Every time she thought of the past, she fell silent. Her father had misjudged Austin—he wasn’t a lowly philanderer but an exceptionally promising investment.

Faithful to love, loyal to family, and a genius at producing sons.

If her father hadn’t separated her from Austin back then but had elevated him to Prince, Wayne Lando would now be Wayne Arthur Windsor.

Trying to suppress her regrets, Sophia couldn’t help but adore Wayne, envying Austin for having such an outstanding heir.

Upon learning about the God-chosen Knights, Uriel furrowed his brows slightly but said nothing.

His primary target was Hexuno. Supporting the Queen was merely symbolic; the actions and attitudes of the God-chosen Knights were of little consequence to him.

"Is there more? Does the Lando Family have other factions?"

"They also have the support of the Tulip Family—a bunch of insectoids that wouldn’t concern Lord Uriel—so I won’t waste time elaborating." Seeing Uriel change the subject, Sophia shook her head secretly, adjusted her posture like a chess piece, and entered a deliberate Q&A rhythm.

"Wayne Lando..."

Uriel squinted his eyes, a scene of Hexuno shielding Wayne flashed before him, and he asked in a deep voice: "This person, does he possess any extraordinary qualities?"

"Exceptional talent in magic, highly strategic, well-connected socially—even his father fears him. Currently, the Lando Family is practically under his command."

Sophia gave a truthful assessment, thought for a moment, and added, "He’s exceptionally skilled at winning over women, whether it’s young girls fresh out of school or mature Legendary Mages—if he sets his sights on them, there’s no escaping his grasp."

"What do you mean? He has other women?" Uriel’s eyes widened.

"From what I know, there are quite a few—and one of them is his own sister..."

"Hexuno has lost his mind!"

Uriel was dumbfounded. Listening to the series of names, he began questioning the Seven Virtues.

Especially ’Purity’, pondering whether it should be renamed ’Sharing’ or, at worst, ’Heartless.’

A dignified Archangel losing herself to a mere pretty-faced charmer was bad enough—but this charmer was a notorious seducer and scoundrel! Did Heaven have no regard for its honor and dignity anymore?

Wait, could this kid actually be a devil?

Uriel’s mind buzzed. The idea of Hexuno willingly degrading herself—and competing with a group of women for a mere philanderer—made Uriel more inclined to believe these women were bewitched by a devil.

What kind of devil could beguile Hexuno? Lord Pride?

Uriel’s thoughts grew increasingly unnerving. If that were the case, then let’s hope the pretty-faced charmer was just an ordinary one—if he were elevated to the rank of Great Demon King, Heaven’s disgrace would only deepen.

"Lord Uriel, does Wayne hold special significance for you? You seem very focused on him."

Sophia displayed subtle surprise, revealing the appearance of a political novice: "Yesterday, you mentioned that the mastermind behind humiliating the Saint George bloodline was Lord Hexuno. Should I infer that Wayne, like you, is also an Archangel?"

"..."

Uriel’s face darkened. The red wine in his hand seemed infused with an acidic bitterness.

"Lord Uriel?"

"You’re overthinking it. He isn’t—absolutely isn’t!"

That confirmed it, didn’t it?

Sophia felt even worse. This should have been the son she carried for ten months, but, due to her father’s intervention, he ended up in Slyphy’s belly instead.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Bedford requests an audience from outside." A servant approached to inform.

"I am attending to an important guest. Tell him to wait."

"He says it’s urgent—very important." The servant whispered.

"Lord Uriel, please allow me to excuse myself momentarily."

Sophia rose gracefully, puzzled over what Bedford wanted. If it was about the shipyard, there’d already been discussions regarding the Lando Family needing a small workshop. As both members of the Tulip Family, they ought to support each other.

If that’s unfeasible, entering the tobacco industry was the answer!

Felster was just a pushover, easily bullied.

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