Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 511 - 224: Divine Arts, Investigator

Chapter 511: Chapter 224: Divine Arts, Investigator

Austin was unclear about what Monica was, he only knew that the black cat was a problem, it couldn’t be chased away or thrown out, even if killed, it would return home unharmed the next night.

Besides that, the black cat did not display any other abnormalities; it had a good temper and allowed itself to be petted without resisting.

Moreover, it was extremely homely and wouldn’t run away even if it was free to roam.

Therefore, Austin never fed Monica, it was always Megan who took care of her, including Veronica; everyone liked Monica very much.

Willie, who often came to play with Veronica, Chris, who was invited by Veronica to have afternoon tea at her home, and even Wayne, who had joined the family, all expressed fondness towards Monica.

Even Austin himself, although he was aware that there was something odd about the black cat, couldn’t help but want to pet it occasionally.

Deep down, Austin had this feeling that the black cat was connected to the Dark Goddess, and that the goddess was always watching him.

More precisely, the goddess was interested in Twilight Deadlock!

Wayne frowned upon hearing this: "I have an owl, you’ve seen it in the Grand Cemetery, the Skull Owl named Ah Xue, is an envoy of the Sun Goddess."

Austin was startled, an envoy of the Sun Goddess, a Skull Owl, what sort of undercover agent was this?

"Ah Xue became like this because of a mistake, sentenced to one hundred years, unable to use divine power. Veronica once complained to me that Ah Xue always fights with Monica whenever they meet."

Wayne glanced at Austin and added, "It was during that time last year when I had to leave Lundan City to lay low because I had flirted with the daughter of some big shot, and I entrusted Ah Xue to Veronica’s care."

Austin omitted the second part of his words: "You mean, Ah Xue can identify Monica’s true identity?"

"I’ll ask her when I get back."

"Hold on..."

Austin looked puzzled: "You... also have the identity of a Sun Knight?"

"Not quite a Sun Knight, my Knight Teacher, Valkyrie, is the one from the armor that came from Dragonheart Island; she was once a member of the Sun Goddess’ Knight Order, participated in the Giant Dragon slaying war, and fell into a deep slumber on Dragonheart Island along with the heart of a Giant Dragon."

Wayne continued, "Valkyrie is very old, with little thought remaining, having almost lost all memory, even forgetting her own name; Valkyrie is a name I gave her...I estimate she must be at least a thousand years old."

"Her strength has declined significantly, and I can use the power of the sun when I wear the Knight’s armor, but unlike Shadowmare or Twilight Deadlock, I am not considered a God-chosen Knight."

Wayne speculated that Valkyrie belonged to an independent Knight formation, not the same concept as the God-chosen Knights like Death Knight and Dark Knight who walk among humans.

Which specific department she belonged to, he could not verify due to Valkyrie’s amnesia, and even The Sun Church had no explanation, with the Sun Goddess’s envoy, Ah Xue, also utterly confused.

Austin’s expression improved a lot, glad that the problem hadn’t escalated.

He said to Wayne: "Your Protogenos Bloodline is too bizarre and attracts too much unwanted attention, try to use it as little as possible."

Wayne nodded his head helplessly, theoretically, he didn’t want to transform either, but his enemies were either Legendary Mages or Devils descending to the human world, and he couldn’t win without transforming.

"Go to Hefei and learn Divine Arts from her, maybe it will strengthen your human form." Austin suggested.

"That doesn’t seem quite right..."

Wayne expressed skepticism, his Faith Magic was as mixed and complicated as a hotpot, even he couldn’t make sense of it, and had given up on it long ago.

"Try it, your Protogenos Bloodline cannot be measured by common standards."

Austin glared at Wayne, not pressing him to reveal his great secret, and continued: "Hefei studied Divine Arts, she couldn’t change her Dragon Bloodline and couldn’t become an Elf; you are different, maybe you truly can... Anyway, trying it won’t hurt."

What if it works!

Wayne nodded, the Saint Heir selection was imminent, and he could use this reason to seek advice from his teacher.

And then there was Philomena; the Divine Arts of the Moonlight Church could also lead to an Elf transformation, and he could use them for reference.

If it really were successful...

In his normal state, Elf state, Knight state, Fusion state—having four different forms could make him somewhat of a Boss.

This had potential!

Wayne felt a little excited at the thought and decided to seek his teacher’s advice tonight, and then visit Philomena for enlightenment at midnight, conveniently allowing Philomena to take something from him as well.

...

At the same time, on the outskirts of Lundan City, a black sedan stopped by the roadside, and a woman in a light green dress stepped out of the car, walking towards the dense woods beside her.

The woman was in her late twenties, exceptionally beautiful, with a charming figure, and her long hair cascading over her shoulders, shiny and fragrant.

Her beauty lay not only in her appearance but in her temperament as well, exuding a unique charm that seemed to have been refined by the years.

In the wilderness, a beautiful woman walking alone, among the grove of trees—if any burly men with muscles on their faces jumped out from the brush, one could guess their fate.

Before the men could pull out their weapons, they would be planted by the beautiful woman with mushrooms, buried underground to serve as fertilizer.

Flora Evelina!

The retired Holy Maiden of the Naturalism Church, Hefei’s plastic sister, was here to meet an investigator from headquarters.

"Lady Flora, I apologize for not greeting you from afar."

A man in a black suit quickly stepped forward, tall and straight, handsome with perfectly matched features, and bright golden hair, looking like a fairy-tale prince.

Just by appearance alone, this man was winning at the starting line of life.