Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 858 - 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, Solve the Person Who Created the Problem

Chapter 858: Chapter 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, Solve the Person Who Created the Problem

There was no doubt, the Divine Blood originated from Saint George, an Angel who descended to the Mortal World in his original form.

Not a Reincarnated Angel who became human and lost their memory!

Saint George left behind his Divine Blood, the Oath Sword that slayed the dragon, and even preserved the Giant Dragon’s vitality intact, hiding it beyond the Grey Space and placing it alongside his bloodline descendants.

This showed that Angels indeed had feelings, or at least Saint George took great care of his own descendants, leaving behind a magnificent treasury before he returned to Heaven.

The treasury was inexhaustible, more than enough for the Windsor Family to dominate the God-chosen Continent, cutting down anyone they found disagreeable.

"It’s so touching."

While Dreyne was distracted, Wayne quickly crafted a glass vial with his thoughts and stored a few drops of Divine Blood inside.

The untouched and undiluted Divine Blood was even purer than that found in the bodies of Sophia, Edward, and Juno. The latter required the washing of the Laws to regain their former glory, while these few drops of Divine Blood could be used immediately upon acquisition, awakening its user instantly.

"What do you want with that stuff? Fair warning, this is Heavenly Blood, it’ll change your form of life, leading you towards Angelic evolution."

Dreyne cautioned, "When that happens, your thoughts will transform along with your body, uncontrollably worshipping the Holy Light. You won’t be able to take up the White Night Purity Words anymore. Such an act would be tantamount to betraying the Goddess, and I won’t let you off then."

"You’re saying that, as if taking up the White Night Purity Words, Elemental Mantra, and Dawn Admonition at the same time isn’t considered betrayal?"

"It’s different. The selection by the three gods is the will of the Goddesses, exceptional circumstances call for exceptional measures, they can’t all be judged the same."

"..."

After all the talk, the ultimate right of explanation still lay in the hands of the Goddesses.

Wayne shrugged his shoulders and placed the Divine Blood into his Personal Space, saying, "Relax, I’m not interested in the Angelic evolutionary line. I’ll keep this Divine Blood as a collectible, who knows if it’ll come in handy in the future!"

"I get it, you want to use it on the Windsor Royal Family."

Dreyne looked disgusted, "Let me guess, the Queen or the Princess, or maybe both. You haven’t already gotten involved with the mother and daughter, have you?"

Wayne: (눈_눈)

Promise me that from now on you won’t use such crude slang with a poker face.

Better yet, it’d be best if you didn’t speak at all!

Wayne rolled his eyes, "What are you thinking? Queen Sophia and my father Austin are lovers. The Princess is Austin’s daughter. How could I possibly have a thing with these two women, one of whom is like a mother to me and the other my sister?"

"Who says it’s impossible?"

"I object, that’s a stereotype about nobles!"

"Objection overruled, I speak from the facts."

Dreyne counted on her fingers, "Look, you’re Austin’s son, and you have a teacher named Hefei, who has a daughter with Austin named Veronica. For the sake of family heritage, you have a betrothal arrangement with your own sister. If a sister’s okay, naturally a sister is fine too, that’s how you nobles are."

"Wait a minute, where did you hear this version? Didn’t I explain it to you last time?"

"Philomena told me, Veronica is not adopted, Austin himself said so!" Dreyne said confidently.

She had heard two versions from Philomena and Chris while playing cards these past few days and was completely confused about the tangled Lando Family relations, choosing to go with the flow and believe the widely circulated version.

Wayne felt silent, wanting to say that version was already outdated, but reconsidered and said nothing.

Rumors, once processed by jesters, became more and more outrageous, and were out of his control. Austin already lay down and accepted it; what struggle was there left for him? It didn’t matter to him either way.

Besides, it was Veronica’s place to struggle, hopping back and forth between being born to and adopted by the family, to the point where even he was starting to doubt.

Perhaps in the next update, Veronica’s biological mother would be changed to Megan.

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The collection of Divine Blood was complete, and the Giant Dragon’s vitality, amidst the sustainable overexploitation, was transformed into Dragon Blood. Only the remains of Dragon Bone Mountain and the wandering flames, the Laws of Death, were left in the entire world.

Seeing that the space was becoming unstable, Dreyne dismantled the Alchemy Array and moved the Giant Dragon’s bones to the Grey Space.

"The bones of the Giant Dragon are extremely hard; it will take a long time to reshape them with thoughts. How many Dragon Tooth Swords do you want?"

"You can choose the quantity?"

"Yes, the longer the process, the higher the grade of the finished Dragon Tooth Swords, but the fewer in number."

"Then let’s go for the longest duration."

Wayne’s stance on Magic was consistent: if he didn’t want it, he wouldn’t take it; if he did, he wanted the best.

"But I want to play cards..."

Dreyne spoke dismally and began negotiating from a position of strength.

"Craft!"

Wayne gritted his teeth, "After you’ve crafted them, I’ll play cards however you want to play."

After saying that, he activated the transmission gate of the Grey Space and opened the channel to the Magical Department Headquarters, preparing to consult with Austin.

He had collected too much Dragon Blood today; the procedures for Hefei and Veronica required some adjustments.

Furthermore, the fallen Giant Dragon and the Knight Order of the Sun Goddess were unrelated; it was an inheritance left by Saint George for his descendants. Megan’s birth had other reasons; these were all worth pondering.

Wayne imagined a scene: in a national crisis, Queen Sophia draws the Oath Sword, awakens the Heavenly Blood, and her steed is the legacy of her ancestors, reincarnated into the present-day Megan.

His imagination was too rich, it didn’t seem plausible; he wanted to see what Austin thought of it.

Bang!

Wayne kicked open the office door, and what met his eyes was Austin busily working and Queen Sophia desperately trying to keep her skirt down.