Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 859 - 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, You Can Solve the Person Who Created It_2

Chapter 859: Chapter 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, You Can Solve the Person Who Created It_2

"A miniskirt with black stockings, you’re so provocative!"

"The desires of Sophia’s heart are well known to passersby."

As a mere onlooker, Wayne wished he could’ve captured the moment immediately, had the photos developed, and shown them to his teacher Hefei.

Regardless of whether Austin had done anything superfluous, with the Queen disheveled in her office, Austin definitely saw it.

"Teacher, he’s out there looking at other women!"

This one fact alone was enough to ensure Austin would flee far away.

Wayne, filled with disdain, approached Austin; the contempt in his eyes as if he were at the scene of an affair. Austin understood, "Why bother finding an excuse if you wish to accuse?" Too lazy to explain, he simply asked, "How about the Devil, was it dealt with?"

"The Moonlight Knight took action, and poof, the Devil was gone in an instant."

"She... doesn’t seem all that trustworthy, does she?"

Austin wasn’t sure, but he suspected that Dreyne had already rolled in the sheets with Wayne.

It was outrageous, but who could blame her when the man in question was Wayne!

"It doesn’t matter, the Knight doesn’t care, she’s got high standards. Morally, she is much like me. As for the Devil entering St. George’s Church... what was that about..."

Wayne, with a sidelong glance, noticed Sophia silently perking up her ears and coughing lightly while clenching her fists, "It’s getting late, let’s leave it here for today, we can talk more when I’m back home tomorrow."

Curious about what will happen next? I won’t break it down for you in the next episode!

Wayne strode off, leaving behind an extremely annoyed Sophia. Setting up such a scene so late in the night, making it impossible to ease off or get any sleep!

Sophia watched Wayne leave with a faint smile. At the moment she shut the door, she clenched her teeth, straightened her skirt, and poured half a cup of black tea from the pot on the table for Austin.

Hurry up and look!

If you don’t look now, I’ll go find your son, he’ll definitely look!

Sophia really wanted to say this, but in the end, she didn’t speak. With a gentle smile, she stood by Austin’s side, silent and saying nothing.

Austin buried himself in work, unconcerned with the outside world.

Wayne returned to his secretary’s home to pick up where he had left off, the wave sounds persistent, host and guest thoroughly enjoying themselves.

...

Elsewhere, a severely battered Archibald walked the streets of Lundan, his face pale and filled with bitter smiles.

He lost the Philosopher’s Stone and his vest from Hell; he could no longer transform into a Devil, and without someone to frame, his actions would inevitably be hindered.

Besides the Philosopher’s Stone, there was also a Life-Saving Magic Crystal from the Papal State, a treasured item that was depleting. Now, he had no choice but to collaborate with the Pope, helping him with several tasks without compensation.

Crystals were precious, but the Philosopher’s Stone was even more so, even if partially completed.

Finding a Legendary Mage who practiced Hell’s belief was not easy, and over the years, the Papal State hadn’t captured many.

Thinking of this, Archibald felt a profound sorrow, almost transcending his hardship.

Not only did he suffer a great loss tonight, but he also unwittingly helped Wayne gain a great fortune, which was more painful to witness than losing money himself.

What made matters worse was that he indeed lost money.

At least there was Titus’s warm embrace he could rely on, otherwise, he wouldn’t know where to cry tonight.

Archibald staggered down the street, his escape not without cost as he was now extremely weak. If Titus had any ideas, he could ruin Archibald’s reputation tonight.

A black luxury car drove by with Felster in the backseat, flanked by two sleek secretaries, puffing on a cigar, laughing like a winner in life.

He glanced out the window at the disheveled Archibald and smiled even more joyously.

Felster had no intention of doing something to Archibald; he was there to check if Archibald had succeeded.

Clearly, Archibald had not only failed to achieve his desires, but he had also been thoroughly rebuked.

"Two Reincarnated Angels, and one..."

"Wayne isn’t a Reincarnated Angel. The Pope’s hope that he would find his kind through the Bible is doomed to fail. If he fails, then all the prior preparations would have been in vain..."

"Let’s just help him out then."

"And see who the second Reincarnated Angel really is!"

The black luxury car drove off, leaving behind a crestfallen Archibald, who, being handsome, caught the attention of some burly men while wandering Lundan’s streets at night.

Ah, Lundan, with its local customs, where they rob not only your money but also your color.

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The next day at noon, Wayne met with a sleep-deprived Austin in the study of Lando Manor.

He had grown thinner.

Being King was not a job for the faint of heart, and at this rate, Wayne could become the head of the household by next year.

"The situation is like this, Saint George Cathedral isn’t crucial; it’s just a gateway. The so-called ancestral teachings have always been about the treasures at the end of the Grey Space."

Wayne explained the secret treasure left by Saint George, "The Queen wasn’t telling the whole truth; there’s more she’s holding back. I suggest you deal with her harshly."

Austin remained unresponsive. He understood Sophia—unless she had another ace up her sleeve, she wouldn’t bother putting on such an irritating miniskirt and black stockings.

Though it did look very good on her.

Obviously, there was a lapse in the information. The Royal Family was not aware of the treasure left by their ancestors, sitting on a mountain of gold, they considered mere ancient silver coins as their real treasure.

"How do you plan to use Heaven’s Divine Blood?" Austin closed his eyes, leisurely fiddling with an ancient silver coin.

"I haven’t decided yet..."

Wayne furrowed his brow and stroked his chin, considering that if there really was no use for it, he might arrange for Mona to undergo an Angel Evolution sequence.

An official one, not the fake version like Juno who was just wearing a layer of skin.

Such a valuable thing as Divine Blood should be kept for someone trustworthy.

Moreover, there was still untapped Divine Blood in Chris; the pure Laws cleansing was too painful. He didn’t have a better method yet and planned to wait and see.