Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1310 - 439: How can I make Heaven a better place when I’m with you bunch of Insectoids! x4_2

Chapter 1310: Chapter 439: How can I make Heaven a better place when I’m with you bunch of Insectoids! x4_2

Hexuno bowed his head, Uriel gazed at the sky, and Kiraal, bleary-eyed, looked as if he had indulged too much.

If it had been any other Wise Angel pounding the table and knocking on the bench, the Archangel would have already slapped them. Vikul was different; as one of the Seven Virtues, he had the qualification to show a grim face to the Archangel.

Moreover, Vikul was not wrong, because of their ridiculous actions, Lord Pride walked away with a smile.

Their expressions still vivid in front of their eyes, they had defeated and exiled Pride, yet Pride was the ultimate winner tonight.

At a table not far away, Wayne had arranged a game, inviting three Seraphs to play cards with him.

"Archangel, are you really not going to attend the meeting?"

Heya was envious, jealous, and hateful, unable to comprehend what made the little Nun so special, why the leaders favored her but ignored Heya?

What the little Nun could do, Heya could do entirely, if the leaders would just give her a try.

Attempting would be deadly, for Heya’s sake, Wayne ignored her.

"Nine consecutive wins, I’ve won again!"

"Fred, this time you’ve lost utterly, show us that last bit of your Golden Rule."

"Auga, you... you’ve lost everything you could, note it down first, pay me back with interest another day."

"Archangel, I’ve also lost everything, may I..."

"Hmm, your punishment is to guard the door tonight."

Back to the side of the four Virtues, Vikul roared in anger for five minutes before finally calming down.

He sat back on his chair, resuming his usual gentle composure: "Archangel Uriel, indeed a Demon King exists in Lundan, do you believe it now?"

Uriel crossed his arms and nodded, looking smug.

"So does Archangel Uriel still wish to help the Windsor Family regain power?" Hexuno asked with a cold smile.

Uriel made too many mistakes tonight, each one a grave sin, lacking the confidence, he dared not mention the Windsor Family, only vaguely passing it by.

Under Hexuno’s pressure, he reluctantly praised the Lando Family a bit.

This shows that Juno and Edward had very precise judgment of the situation, and Queen Sophia’s unwilling cooperation performance was also on point, Uriel was merely using them, never putting the Windsor Family’s interests first.

If the foolish couple had bowed and the orphan and widow had charged at the frontline to overthrow the Lando Family, that would have been fun.

However unwilling, Austin would still have to lock the Queen in the basement.

Seeing Uriel bow his head and admit his mistakes, Hexuno decided to back off, and the atmosphere at the conference table fell silent abruptly.

With the two Archangels saying nothing, Vikul returned to being gentle, leaving Kiraal to come forward and offend others: "Where did Pride get the news about the Saint Heir, are the three of you not going to say something?"

"Not me." x3

The three Virtues quickly distanced themselves, reiterating their stance, declaring their faith, and claimed they were loyal to Heaven and the Heavenly Father, refusing to ever be a traitor.

Uriel added: "Ridiculous Pride, actually said I’m the traitor, constantly sowing discord."

"It’s not the three of you, nor me; I still don’t know the truth about the Saint Heir, thus... it can only be one of those two." Kiraal murmured.

The facts were clear, Pride knew too much, the angel leaking the information was destined to have an extraordinary identity.

Lar was the prime suspect, Michael the second, considering that the Demon King knew more accurate information than Uriel and Hexuno, Lar couldn’t clear his name at all.

"I don’t understand, what benefit does Lar get from doing this?" Vikul sighed with closed eyes, he had a very good relationship with Lar, finding it hard to believe he would betray Heaven.

"Isn’t it possible that Lar isn’t the traitor, think about it, if he were the traitor, why would the Heavenly Father let him keep the prophecy?" Kiraal also tried to speak in Lar’s favor.

"What do you mean, is Michael the traitor?"

Uriel became displeased at once: "When Lar was deciphering the prophecy, Michael, Hexuno, and I were all present; the information the three of us received was the same, Pride determined the Saint Heir was in Lundan before us, it must be that Lar hid part of the prophecy during his translation."

Hexuno nodded in agreement, unwilling to believe Lar was a traitor, but the Saint Heir was indeed in Lundan, leaving her no choice but to believe.

To claim it’s a coincidence...

Haha, how could it be so coincidental?

Believing that Pride came to the Mortal World on vacation, indulging in the frivolous world and fell?

That would be too underestimating Pride!

Hexuno would rather believe another possibility, that Lar concealed the prophecy and told Lord Pride that the Saint Heir was in Lundan, because the Saint Heir was so sacredly subtle that the Demon King couldn’t find him.

Firstly, this explains why the Heavenly Father chose a traitor to keep the prophecy, and secondly, the Heavenly Father used this method to remind them that Lar was the traitor.

The logic was consistent, smooth without contradiction, and Hexuno believed it deeply.

Yet thinking of Lar’s tranquil character, the smile that seemed unworldly, Hexuno couldn’t equate that with being a traitor.

"What on earth happened for someone representing tolerance to make such a mistake?"

"And tolerance, aren’t you pure too?"

Uriel instantly realized the inappropriateness of his words: "Hexuno, don’t misunderstand, I didn’t mean it like that, I meant to say you’ve always been pure."

Hexuno accepted the apology, nodding with a smile: "Hmm, you’re generous too, wholeheartedly trusting Lord Pride."

"You two, now is not the time to argue." Kiraal mediated.

"..." x4

For some reason, the four Virtues fell into collective silence.

Pure or not, there’s no intention to continue being pure; temperate or not, always indulging oneself; gentle or not, with a fiery temper after awakening; generous...