Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 848 - 322 Layers of Outsourcing, This Time It’s Secure_3

Chapter 848: Chapter 322 Layers of Outsourcing, This Time It’s Secure_3

Austin didn’t want to have just left Windsor Castle for the Dark Knight to arrive right after him, causing the Queen to guess his identity and to directly call Wayne.

He himself couldn’t contact Wayne, the small trash can carried the whole little family, who knew how many nests he had in Lundan, and who knew with whom the little bird was nesting tonight, the person contacted by phone was Butler Philark.

No one knew how to contact Wayne, only Philark knew.

After the call went through, Sophia perked up her ears, wanting to listen to the secrets of the Lando Family.

The result was mediocre, Austin spoke entirely in code during the conversation, the illogical combination of words left Sophia and Ivette utterly frustrated.

After hanging up the phone, Austin sat back down and said calmly, "All good now, the Devil’s task has been outsourced to the Death Knight, with him handling it, we just wait for the news."

That’s settled then!

As soon as he mentioned the Death Knight, the impact was huge, leaving Sophia green with envy. If she had had so many cards up her sleeve back then, she wouldn’t have needed to play the balance; a direct push would have done the job.

Thinking of this, she shot a look at Ivette, signaling her to hurry back to the office.

Time to buckle up!

...

On the other hand, Wayne was treating someone at Secretary Mona’s house when, all of a sudden, a piercing ring of the phone sounded.

"Who’s that, late at night, with no civic sense, don’t they know our Windsor’s birth rate has been declining year by year!"

Wayne cursed his bad luck and left, picking up the phone grumpily, "You listen to me... Oh, Philark, yeah, I’m at Secretary Mona’s house tonight."

In fact, Butler Philark also didn’t know how to contact Wayne; under normal circumstances, he chose not to contact him, waiting for the lord to come home after enough wandering outside.

In urgent cases, Philark would contact Secretary Mona, who was the only one in Lundan who could reach Wayne in the shortest time.

Because of that servant contract guaranteed by the Golden Rule Bible.

"Alright, I got it, you go to bed early tonight, I won’t be coming back," Wayne said with a grave expression as he hung up the phone.

"Boss, what happened, you look terrible," Mona asked elegantly.

Wayne smacked his head, "There’s a new Devil in Lundan, at St. George’s Church in Windsor Castle, probably because the Royal Family is still researching the Demon King Container, so they drew the Devil there."

Mona instantly stood up, looking for a coat to put on Wayne.

"What are you doing?"

"Going to St. George’s Church to eliminate the Devil!"

"The Devil is indeed important, but angels can’t be ignored either, you do your thing, I’ll make a call, and outsource the task of eliminating the Devil to someone else."

"Someone else?"

"Uh, the Moonlight Knight."

Wayne pressed Mona back to her seat and said lightly, "With Dreyne’s strength, dealing with a Devil isn’t exactly difficult, we just wait for the news."

That’s settled then!

"But boss, all Devils are self-serving, they absolutely won’t do something for nothing, what if St. George’s Church is hiding some treasure, outsourcing the task to the Moonlight Knight, wouldn’t your treasure cheaply benefit outsiders," Mona mumbled unclearly.

"True, I should still make a trip myself."

Wayne muttered sensibly and dialed Philomena’s home phone.

Letting Dreyne handle the Devil, he would later give thanks for Nature’s gift.

...

Ding-a-ling-a-ling!

At the High Priest Manor, the phone rang.

The five people at the card table were all startled, Deit, one of the twins, got up and went to the phone.

"Vernar, if it’s Wayne, tell him I found a better card partner, even if he kneels down and begs me now, I won’t play cards with him," Dreyne’s voice came from behind the chips.

With Wayne not around these days, she made a killing, several times uncontrollably, happily flipping the table.

I’m not Vernar, she is!

Deit corrected inwardly, not voicing it out, answering the phone, "This is... Mister Wayne, is it really you."

Hearing it was Wayne, Chris and Philomena turned their heads, having stayed up night after night playing cards, they felt like they had turned into poker faces.

Especially Chris, she was totally numb, really wished she could have had Viley recommended over.

With her not being home these last few days, Viley must have been well-fed, and if she wasn’t mistaken, she definitely also used her clothes and bed.

"Alright, I understand, I’ll convey the message to Lord Dreyne," Deit hung up the phone.

"Vernar, what did Wayne call me for?"

"Mister Wayne said there’s a Devil... at Windsor Castle... St. George’s Church... he hopes you can get there as soon as possible, consider it a favor he owes you, he will play cards with you another day," Deit explained.

"Why isn’t he going?"

"Mister Wayne is out running, he said he’ll head there as soon as he’s done," Deit said with a sneer.

What run at night, clearly fooling around!

"Running at night, he has such a hobby?"

Dreyne puzzled, not bothering to ask further, she stood up from behind the high stack of chips, "Sounds interesting, although I’m not particularly interested in Devils, it’s good to stretch a little now and then."

Philomena nodding incessantly, Chris got up ready to see her off, the two of them eagerly watched Dreyne go, having waited for this moment for too long.

"What are you two doing, you think I’m gone, you can sneak away?"

Dreyne laughed coldly, "Tell you, no way, just wait here nicely, I’ll continue after I get back."

She didn’t say it aloud, but she was somewhat tired of it, the card friends were so bad it made her scratch her feet, she kept winning at cards without any challenge, planning to grab Wayne tonight to play cards.

Not masochistic, but proving to herself, recently the card luck on her side, definitely able to avenge past humiliations, asserting her card techniques rightfully.