Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1319 - 441: Hexuno: Is there a possibility that Lord Son of the Holy is Wayne_3

Chapter 1319: Chapter 441: Hexuno: Is there a possibility that Lord Son of the Holy is Wayne_3

The atmosphere in the reception room hit rock bottom.

Seeing the three colleagues looking dejected, Hexuno was conflicted. Heaven couldn’t be relied on right now, and if morale wasn’t boosted soon, things would definitely go south here.

"Cheer up, the Saint Heir is still waiting for us."

"We don’t know the Saint Heir, and the Saint Heir doesn’t know us. With millions in Lundan, how are we supposed to find him?"

Kiraal gave a bitter laugh: "The only clear sign we have is that the Saint Heir is in Lundan. This piece of information is something we deduced from the Devil. Frankly, I don’t think we can find the Saint Heir."

"Let’s wait, wait for the Vice-Regent to send confidants to the mortal world. Once they find the Saint Heir through traits, we can return to Heaven for the celebration." Vikul was furious.

The colleagues below were unreliable, but those above were even more unreliable, making him so angry his liver hurt.

"Damn it, I can’t help but suspect that Michael and Lar are in cahoots." Uriel said angrily.

"That’s impossible, at most his selfish desires are at play, wanting to gain the Saint Heir for himself. He wouldn’t team up with the Lord Pride." Hexuno shook his head.

"Yeah, I generously shared Lar’s crimes, now he’s got no checks in Heaven and can do whatever he wants..."

Uriel gulped and widened his eyes: "Could he possibly close the Gates of Heaven, stop the four of us from returning, and deceive the Saint Heir into reestablishing the Seven Virtues?"

"..."

When you put it like that, I suddenly feel so anxious! x3

Kiraal and Vikul were panicking, but Hexuno calmed down after a moment. The Saint Heir was just behind her last night; what should she panic for? It’s Michael who should be panicking.

Seeing the three colleagues getting angrier and more despondent, Hexuno snorted coldly: "Calm down, you’re losing your composure, and the Seraph is watching. Don’t tarnish the Seven Virtues."

You tarnish the Seven Virtues every day, how are you even shameless! x3

The three didn’t say anything, their eyes flashing with golden light as they looked at Hexuno, implying that she should first take a look at the extra marks on her own body before speaking.

Hexuno’s mouth twitched, taking a deep breath: "Think calmly, the Saint Heir is in Lundan. For Michael to send someone down, they can only come through a Holy Spirit Body. An angel’s descent can’t be hidden from our eyes; the advantage is still ours."

"But we’re too passive." Uriel frowned.

"Owning the home field, how can you say we’re passive?"

"..." x3

"Lar’s translation of the prophecy has issues, but Father entrusted Lar with keeping and translating the prophecy, hinting at more than just Lar being a traitor." Hexuno asserted.

"Right, the implication is to tell Michael, your opportunity has come." Uriel added.

"Uriel, are you being disrespectful to Father?"

"I’m not, I just... I take back what I said earlier." Uriel immediately dropped the sarcastic tone.

"The Saint Heir is the inheritor of the Heavenly Father, not a puppet. Any Seven Virtues trying to control the Saint Heir are doomed to fail. Michael won’t succeed; the moment he plotted against the Saint Heir, he had already lost."

Hexuno looked at the three colleagues: "We, the reincarnated Seven Virtues, once we are willing to complete redemption, we have already won."

Is there anything besides hollow words? x3

"Father is never wrong; he has seen through everything long ago. Finding the Saint Heir is our mission and trial, and it’s also a path to redemption..."

Hexuno took a deep breath: "We’ve all made mistakes; we are all on the path to finding the Saint Heir and redemption. Is it possible, even though we do not know the Saint Heir, he knows us and has already come to our side?"

"We all know and are by our side, you’re saying..."

Uriel’s eyes suddenly contracted: "The Pope, the Saint Heir is the Pope?!"

Hexuno: (￣～￣;)

How could that Holy Light degenerate possibly be the Saint Heir? Please think before you speak; it’s Wayne, Wayne!

The Saint Heir has commanded that his identity not be disclosed, but if it’s not said now, people will fall apart. Hexuno didn’t want to defy orders, so she had to guide her three colleagues to speculate on their own.

Doesn’t seem too hard... right?

Hexuno questioned sincerely. Initially, she couldn’t accept it either, feeling quite disdainful, thinking Heaven wasn’t so deserving.

But after enduring it and getting used to it, upon looking again, it wasn’t so hard to accept.

After an epiphany and facing her desires, she deeply realized that the Heavenly Father had seen through everything. The Saint Heir indeed is the perfect Saint; the descent of the Seven Virtues was not to find the Saint Heir but the Saint Heir awaiting them in the mortal world, guiding them towards redemption.

Hexuno believed that, just like her, her three colleagues were blinded by the Saint Heir’s false exterior. As long as they face themselves and their desires, they can discover the Saint Heir’s true beauty, goodness, and majestic integrity.

Snap!

Two hands pressed forcefully on her shoulders, interrupting Hexuno’s thoughts.

Looking back, she saw Heya’s cold eyes.

As a secretary, you better think clearly before you speak. I’ll report your every word and action to the Archangel!

Hexuno: (는_는)

The Seraph doesn’t deserve redemption!

Hexuno broke free from the hands on her shoulders, indifferent to what Heya would report. Given the current situation, she would rather face punishment from the Saint Heir than fail to enlighten the three virtues.

Thinking it over, the so-called punishment from the Saint Heir might very well be another test for her.

Those who harbor fear do not deserve redemption!

Indeed, she had another realization!

Uriel and the others awkwardly looked at Hexuno’s and Frey’s estranged expressions. No matter how many times they saw it, they found it unbelievable.

Seraph, you’re so brave! x3

"Uriel, stop spouting nonsense. The Pope can’t possibly be the Saint Heir; he can’t even compare to a strand of the Saint Heir’s hair." Hexuno said irritably.