Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 861 - 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, Solve the Person Who Created the Problem_4

Chapter 861: Chapter 325: If You Can’t Solve the Problem, Solve the Person Who Created the Problem_4

The Oath Sword and The Book of Greed highly praised it, significantly boosting the morale of the representative of Heaven’s little eyeball.

Hell’s little eyeball didn’t get much, and the stock of the Incomplete Philosopher’s Stone was limited, so Wayne planned to develop it into a Devil Doppelganger.

Because of this discovery, Wayne couldn’t help but doubt whether the devil that broke into Saint George Cathedral truly died in a self-explosion, especially given the results of the Incomplete Philosopher’s Stone’s refinement; the devil was likely still alive.

In that case, whether it was really a devil at all was debatable.

The puzzles troubling Wayne were mounting, yet he didn’t have much time to ponder; practicing magic to this point, he increasingly found that fist power was more useful than brains.

What good is a brain, anyway? Can it solve all puzzles?

Fists were different, though; if they couldn’t solve the problem, they could solve the person causing the problem.

Doubt a God’s Chosen Knight, understand a God’s Chosen Knight, become a God’s Chosen Knight.

"Monica, remember what I told you yesterday? How are you considering it?" Wayne opened the Golden Rule Bible, his bowl still warm from food.

"Boss, you decide, I have no objections," Monica devoutly declared.

Wayne held Heavenly Blood from Saint George, incredibly precious, impossible to give to outsiders. After much thought, only Monica seemed suitable among those close to him.

He knew the ugliness of angels, contrary to mainstream aesthetics; Monica was a refined woman, so he didn’t act directly, rather, he gave Monica time to consider.

Monica’s thoughts were straightforward; she was just an ordinary Silver Sorcerer, who had taken a significant step forward due to the stigmatas from her contract, borrowing the Angel’s Golden Rule from Wayne’s body.

She was initially pleased, even a bit smug.

But not anymore; Wayne’s enemies were getting stronger. Recently, he had gone to the Icebound Continent to participate in sealing an Ancient God’s Kin, making her abilities seem increasingly irrelevant.

Especially after Wayne advanced to a Golden Mage, with his Resentful Spirit collectively leveling up, even Ah Bin, an average student, had grown stronger.

Monica didn’t compare herself to a dog, she compared herself to Odilia and Regina, fellow secretaries, and the two Succubus Secretaries concerned her even more.

Wayne became a Golden Mage; she could still handle Odilia and Regina, but what about when Wayne became a Legendary Mage, where would she go then?

She desperately wanted to improve!

"Alright, once I find that Reincarnated Angel, I’ll schedule your evolution."

Wayne patted his backside, having Monica step back two paces, spread open the Golden Rule Bible, and started reciting the obsequious phrases praising the Heavenly Father from it.

"Oh, our Father in heaven!"

So embarrassing!

Wayne could only read a couple of lines before he couldn’t continue, speechless, he looked at Monica, "The Pope is overthinking it. Across the whole Papal State, not to mention the previous Golden Rule Bibles from St. Paul Cathedral, no Reincarnated Angel was found. Why would he think I could find one? Instead of wasting time here, it’d be higher probability to randomly grab someone off the street."

"Boss, you are also a Reincarnated Angel; Reincarnated Angels attract Reincarnated Angels; you can do it," Monica stated firmly.

"Then it’s even less appropriate for me to do it, I’m not even..."

"Boss, haven’t you given up yet?"

"..."

Wayne rolled his eyes; if it wasn’t for his strong sense of responsibility, seeing devils tormenting beings, he wouldn’t care about these annoying matters.

He hoped The Book of Greed would come through, as the Golden Rule Bible within him could meet the requirements to find another Reincarnated Angel of Lundan.

Wayne languidly recited the words of praise from the Bible while The Book of Greed’s Great Eyeball locked gazes with Heaven’s smaller eyeball, the magic power inside him instantly became saintly as golden bands formed by the condensation of Golden Rule Holy Words enveloped him.

Monica’s hands burst forth Cross Stigma, and as Wayne recited the spells, uncontrollable pure white wings spread, she knelt on one knee, hands clasped over her chest, joining Wayne in the recitation.

Three consecutive failures.

Wayne prepared to grab someone off the streets.

Persuaded by Monica with the promise of new positions, he begrudgingly gave it another shot, emotionally reading passages from the Bible at Monica’s request.

Quickly, a golden light pulsated, slowly revealing a picture pointing to the Reincarnated Angel’s location.

"Holy shit, this actually worked, am I really a Reincarnated Angel?" Wayne widened his eyes, hardly believing the reality before him.

"Master, you always have been," Monica nodded slightly, golden light swirling in her eyes.

Wayne wanted to argue more, but soon, as the scene before him cleared, both his and Monica’s attentions were captured.

One dumbfounded, the other wide-eyed, both gaping in astonishment.

The scene was in a bar of the sleazy kind.

Compared to the usual sleazy, the female bartenders here looked like a scene from a car crash, some even worse than that.

Not only sleazy but also irregular!

Wayne didn’t want to judge by appearances, but...this was extraordinarily desolate.

Still operating was ridiculous.

In a corner booth, a handsome young man surrounded by people laughed like a winner in life.

(는‸는)x2

Is there something wrong, why is it him? x2

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