Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 1342 - 447: Faith is not about fighting and killing, faith is about human relationships and worldly wisdom_2

Chapter 1342: Chapter 447: Faith is not about fighting and killing, faith is about human relationships and worldly wisdom_2

The air in the Papal State can be described as golden!

In the words of the clergy, even a dog has to be reincarnated in the Papal State!

The Papal State seen by Wayne is the Papal State in the eyes of the Pope. On top of being already worth more than a billion, any random piece of land here is worth more than all the properties of the Lando Family combined.

Walking through the palace halls under Risa’s guidance, Wayne saw nothing but gold and his eyes turned red: "Hmph, you brat, living in such a big palace, you must have embezzled quite a bit over the years, huh?"

"Archangel, you wrong me so..."

"If you took it, you took it. I didn’t say you couldn’t. If you didn’t take it, how could those seraphs take it? If the seraphs didn’t take it, how could I take it? If I didn’t take it, how would you progress?"

Wayne directly interrupted Risa’s plea of innocence and straightforwardly said: "You must have investigated my exploits in Lundan. There’s nothing to hide, I did it. I did a lot before awakening and became even more aggressive afterward. I, Hexuno, am not a pure angel at heart."

Risa was immensely embarrassed. He thought he was quite shameless, but he didn’t expect the Archangel to be even more shameless.

No wonder he became the Archangel!

Because both were shameless and had high positions and power, otherwise he would have suspected whether Wayne was really Hexuno.

The possibility was small, judging by Uriel’s various behaviors. There was indeed an Archangel of the same level in the mortal world. Frey’s gnashing teeth and clenched fists were enough to prove the Archangel was indeed Hexuno.

As they walked, they reached the end of the corridor where two waiting nuns stood, dressed in white nun uniforms that hugged their curves, with golden hair and blue eyes, stunningly beautiful.

Their beauty was top-tier and not inferior to Wayne’s flashy car.

This was the foundation of the foremost power on the God-chosen Continent, able to easily recruit two top-tier beauties who were loyal and absolutely devout.

Both nuns had Gold Mage-level cultivation, stronger and more beautiful than Archibald’s junior nun Titus. They were probably the Pope’s kept women, specifically used to entertain guests, rarely shown.

"Look at you, making mistakes again."

Wayne showed disdain, skillfully wrapping his arms around the two nuns’ slim waists, throwing dirt on Hexuno with all his might.

The Archangel soared too high, if not pulled down, he really couldn’t come down.

The two nuns felt deeply uncomfortable, as pure as they were, they had never been so intimate with a man.

Risa didn’t explain, his respectful attitude already spelled out Wayne’s identity. Religion made people ignorant and blindly follow. The two nuns, with hearts full of pilgrimage, immediately lost the discomfort they had just now.

"Beautiful appearance, monotonous soul..."

Wayne withdrew his hand and said to the two nuns: "You have passed the test; your faith is devout and not fake. If you don’t make major mistakes in the future, you will surely ascend to Heaven. At that time, I will personally bless you."

Saying this, he used the end of the test as an excuse to let the two nuns leave.

Risa breathed a sigh of relief. His test was over, but it had just begun for the two nuns, whom he sent to a certain palace to await orders. Wayne would be staying there tonight.

This was the classic case of good intentions from the top, but problems in execution at the bottom.

Wayne had no interest in nuns. He already had a nun. At the moment, he was only concerned about the Papal State’s warehouse, fearing that if he was late, it would be burned to ashes by the Devil.

Risa listened, sweating profusely. Judging by the tone, Wayne intended to take everything in one fell swoop.

That was too greedy; other Reincarnated Angels at most took a few weapons or selected a few magic tools they fancied. But Wayne, treating everything the same, wanted it all regardless of value.

"Risa, are you badmouthing me in your heart?"

"This subordinate wouldn’t dare."

"So you are."

Wayne followed the Pope to the entrance of the warehouse palace, his face unchanged: "I’m saving you. Don’t let the blame for the warehouse fire fall on the Devil. Compared to these, your making me fall, causing the Seven Virtues’ purity to falter, is a much greater sin. By taking it, you have to thank me!"

"The Archangel’s teachings are correct."

What could Risa say? As he refreshed his understanding of Heaven, he obediently opened the warehouse door.

What the Archangel took wasn’t taking, it was reclaiming items deposited in the mortal world; it’s different from Nature’s gifts.

It’s just that the Devil this time was worth mentioning. Being so greedy and arrogant, nine times out of ten, it was either the Lord of Greed or Lord Pride.

With a little more courage, the two Demon Kings might join forces and return fully loaded.

Risa confirmed the Devil to take the blame, his back no longer aching, his legs no longer trembling, and for his personal career advancement, he made every effort to introduce the Papal State’s treasures to Wayne.

Anything good, he mentioned.

"Archangel, these ordinary gold gemstones probably won’t catch your eye. They’re tawdry and lack artistic value, so I won’t waste your precious time."

"Indeed tawdry, they sully my eyes." Wayne waved his hand, not sweeping all the shimmering items into his personal space.

This long journey had urgent matters, taking too many things was inconvenient; who knew if there might be better things where he was going.

If at that time there’s not enough space, he would be in a dilemma and feel wronged.

Leave the gold and gems for now, the Papal State won’t run away, Archangel Hexuno could come anytime.

"The Holy Grail from seven hundred years ago..."

"This Holy Sword..."

The Papal State’s warehouse held many treasures, categorized into dozens of different areas, with ten large warehouses filled with just classified historical documents.

An artistic girl would thrill with joy; her favorite was historical manuscripts.

Apart from ancient historical books, there were several warehouses piled with spoils of war. The Heavenly Father’s Court, during its sweep of the God-chosen Continent, seized a large amount of treasures from other churches. Coupled with all the sneaky dirty deeds, Wayne managed to gather more than twenty Philosopher’s Stones from the Five Churches alone.