Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 816 - 314: You’ve Made Me Suffer!_3

Chapter 816: Chapter 314: You’ve Made Me Suffer!_3

"This reason is too absurd. Dreyne is a Moonlight Knight, and I have seen her portrait at the Church headquarters; she’s no gambler," Philomena laughed aloud, pointing out the nonsensical elements.

Firstly, the persona is all wrong; Moonlight Knight Dreyne is recognized by the Church headquarters as an icy beauty, rumored that she is to be admired from afar and not approached. Anyone getting too close would supposedly be frozen to death, she’s terrifyingly composed, there’s no way she would fly into a rage out of embarrassment.

Secondly, the loyalty of a God-chosen Knight to the Goddess is without question, Dreyne would never use the White Night Purity Words as a betting stake.

Lastly, a God-chosen Knight using a Divine Artifact as a betting stake, whoever the opponent is, who would dare accept this game? Even if they won, they wouldn’t have the guts to take White Night Purity Words.

From the perspective of an ordinary bystander, Philomena objectively picked out these three flaws; the claims were too false, clearly made up on the spot.

"Firstly, regarding what kind of person Dreyne is, you too said it’s hearsay, it’s rumors, and you’ve never met her in person."

Wayne countered each point, "Secondly, loyalty and using a Divine Artifact as a betting stake are two different things and are not contradictory. As for the last point about the card mates, even simpler, Nature and Sun, the two Knights, would have the guts to take White Night Purity Words."

His logic was sound, leaving Philomena speechless. She looked at Wayne and said, "You can say that to me, just don’t spout such nonsense in front of other followers of the Goddess. One remark could offend the entire Life Alliance. You really have some nerve."

It’s clearly your idol filters that are too strong!

So what if she loves gambling? Which Divine Decree states that gamblers cannot be God-chosen Knights?

Wayne chuckled twice, "You have four cards representing the phases of the moon; by this logic, the Goddess likes to play cards, and the God-chosen Knights like playing cards to conform to their faith."

Seeing Wayne still unwilling to concede, Philomena sneered secretly. Since Wayne was inviting humiliation, she wouldn’t be blamed for striking ruthlessly.

"Wayne, want to make a bet that you are indeed the heir of a Moonlight Knight?"

"Uh this..."

"Not daring anymore?"

"The odds are too much in my favor; it would be tough even trying to lose. I don’t want to take advantage of you."

Pshaw, as if you haven’t taken enough advantage?

Philomena sneered ceaselessly, "Less nonsense, just say if you accept the bet or not."

"Sure, I won’t lose anyway."

Wayne shrugged his shoulders; it was clear Philomena insisted on giving, he tried to stop her but failed.

"When we were in the banquet hall, your father Austin told me about the chaotic relationships within the Lando family; you have a fiancée named Veronica, right?"

How could Old Login blabber everything, is he swept away by being a King?

Wait and see, tonight I’ll park Yuliya under your house!

Wayne’s heart skipped a beat. Although exposure was inevitable sooner or later, he hadn’t briefed Philomena beforehand; this exposure was clearly timed to make a joke of him.

Okay, okay, like to laugh, right? Wait until you wake up from the Queen’s 3,000 square foot bed and see if you can still laugh.

"Speak up, playing dead again?"

"Mina, let me explain!"

"What’s there to explain, just say whether you have a fiancée or not!"

"Strictly speaking, I don’t currently have an engagement."

"So, you do then."

Philomena sighed heavily, "You nobles play too dirty. Your father told me, although Hefei isn’t your biological mother, Veronica is your half-sister from the same father. To protect you and legally secure your inheritance, he arranged this engagement."

Wayne: (⊙ˍ⊙)

Wasn’t this version phased out? Why has it become popular again?

Mother, the Sun has risen from the west; Old Login is actually assisting him!

I must return the favor!

Wait and see, I will soon wake you from the Queen’s 3000 square meter bed.

"I don’t understand the considerations of nobles; it’s too vile. I’m not even interested in understanding. I won’t speak of breaking the engagement. You Lando family are risking your annihilation for the throne, it took decades to get close to victory, I can’t let years of patience and tears be wasted for my selfish reasons."

Philomena helplessly looked at Wayne, "I’ll step back, the engagement does not need to be canceled, but you must not mess around with your sister. Let’s bet on whether or not you are the Moonlight Knight, okay?"

"Mina, I truly am the heir of the Moonlight Knight."

"Still arguing? You like your sister that much?"

"Alright then, bet it is. You always make me have my way!"

Wayne sighed, forced into a corner; there was no stopping it, he could only bear the humiliation alone.

He raised his arm to embrace the beauty, winking to indicate he would spend the night at the High Priest Manor.

"I’m not in the mood tonight; just thinking that you’re a Death Knight and have another engagement, it just..." Philomena tilted her head looking at Wayne, her expression extremely complex.

"Should I leave then?"

"Hmph, come home with me."

Philomena snorted, her lack of interest didn’t mean the appointment was off, the meeting had to happen tonight, if only to keep an eye on Wayne so he wouldn’t mess around with his sister tonight, it was a must.

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October 3rd.

Lando Manor, Study.

Five days had passed since Douglas’s rebellion, during these five days, he won’t talk about how carefree Wayne was; Austin was running off his feet, visibly slimmed down.

"Austin, you’ve lost weight."

Wayne, sitting on the couch and flipping an Ancient Silver Coin, said discontentedly, "I know you need to stabilize the Queen, but you’re not me; life must be moderated, otherwise, if your body doesn’t give you a break, the teacher won’t either."

Austin, with a grim face, remained silent. Such finger-pointing, he had heard too much, no one dared say it openly, but the undercurrents were bubbling, mocking him for burning the midnight oil at the Magical Department Headquarters.