Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 326 - 162 Angel Catcher_2

"I understand."

Archibald ceased his smile and nodded, a business everyone outside would kill for was secured here in just a few brief exchanges.

Afterward, the two carried on a discussion about the Pope’s preferences for over an hour.

Though Wayne had not met the Pope himself, he gained a direct and three-dimensional understanding; nuns in uniform passing by the Papal Palace were met with the Pope’s critical gaze, which lingered until the figure of the nun vanished.

Three words could sum it up—LSP!

At ten at night, Wayne reluctantly ended the casual conversation.

He waved his hand, grabbing the Holy Spear Pendant that floated in mid-air: "Archibald, I look forward to meeting you again, well, if there is a next time."

"Mister Wayne, I too am very much looking forward to it."

The two said their goodbyes; Wayne raised his hand to encircle Mona’s slender waist, his fingertips sliding down to encompass the roundness, as if trying to prove something with this gesture.

It had the opposite effect.

"It’s making my hands itch."

Archibald gestured to someone off to the side: "Titus, come here, learn properly, look at how others serve, why are you so clumsy!"

The nun humbly stepped forward and stood beside Archibald, her rear undefended, her face blooming red as she whispered in persuasion: "Master, don’t touch, this is Holy Mother Cathedral... let’s pray together instead."

"What does it have to do with me, she’s not my Holy Mother."

Archibald chuckled as he looked toward the nun at his side and whispered in her ear: "Titus, you really enjoy this, don’t you?"

"No, not at all, impossible."

Titus blushed furiously, shaking her head in denial, and swiftly changed the subject: "Master, why did you take on this mission? I thought you’d clarify your identity to Mister Wayne."

"No need, he has no memory, neither do I, we’re strangers after all, why pretend to be too familiar."

Archibald suddenly laughed outright, as if he had thought of something: "The Pope has given Nun Mona a mission, he’s up to no good; let me guess, did he give you a mission too?"

Titus’s ears turned red; at first, she shook her head, then nodded: "There might be... yes, there is one."

"Be specific, I don’t quite understand, what exactly is the mission, and how should I coordinate with you? Do you have a manual?"

"..."

The nun didn’t speak and simply fumed.

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The black luxury sedan returned to the hotel.

Wayne sat on the sofa, fidgeting with the Holy Spear Pendant, a very clever magic tool inscribed with the Golden Rule Holy Words, rated extremely high by The Book of Greed.

Wayne categorized the magic tools into several ranks.

Let’s not talk about the trinkets made by Mages, mushrooms, sunflowers all belonging to this level.

A step above are Sunstone, Moonlight Dagger, Dark Ring, these are slightly stronger and another level higher.

Undoubtedly, the highest is Shadowmare, coming with a transformative effect; God-chosen Knight’s value has never depreciated, Heaven Holy Spear cannot even be compared.

Though the Holy Spear can’t transform, it has its advantages; Wayne can engrain his thoughts and then control its size at will.

This is a Knight’s lance, over two meters long when half released, over five meters when fully unleashed, and can grow further with the infusion of the wielder’s magic power.

The Holy Spear has no blade, its primary mode of attack is charging, requiring a great deal from the user.

After toying with it for a bit, Wayne didn’t hang it around his neck; a gap split open across his chest, and several tendrils reached out to wrap around the Holy Spear Pendant.

In some sense, this also counts as a personal storage space.

Mona was still studying the Pope’s gift; after a long while, puzzled, she said to Wayne: "Boss, this Crucifix Necklace can also help me transform, it’s even better than the previous one, but it needs to have two owners. My own thoughts alone can’t activate it; it seems specifically crafted for an angel’s servant."

Saying so, Mona unbuttoned her collar and took out the previous necklace from storage.

Wayne: ( ́≖)

You’ve been wronged, representing light yet constantly shrouded by overwhelming evil.

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"Why are you unbuttoning? I mean the necklace, can your thoughts be as pure as mine for once."

Wayne took the two necklaces to compare; the slightly warm one was the old model, and there appeared to be no difference in the design of the new version. As Mona said, it required two minds to activate.

He gave it a try; the first attempt did not imprint his own thoughts, but on the second, Golden Rule Holy Light paved the way, yet again proving his identity and leaving a successful mark.

"Strange, I have higher authority over the necklace than you, but it will not serve me, unable to allow me to transform..."

Wayne paused mid-sentence, and then thought it made sense; the White Nun Battle Dress looked smashing on Mona, accentuating her curves and long legs, perfect for faith promotion, making the faithful come running with their wallets open.

No need to wear it himself, it would be far too distasteful.

He handed the pendant to Mona, asking her to try on the dress and see the quality.

The moment Mona took the pendant, Wayne let out a slight gasp, his expression turned grave in an instant.

So that’s how it is, no wonder it requires two sets of thoughts, one high, one low, the Pope he...

He’s a damn genius!

"Boss, is there something wrong?"

"No leads for the time being, go ahead and transform, I’ll see then," Wayne said seriously.

Mona, none the wiser, hung the new Crucifix Pendant around her neck. Before she could even chant the spell, just through a shift in thought, the transformation was complete in the blink of an eye.

She looked at the white uniform on her with delight; not only did it save the preparation time, but it also suppressed the magic power fluctuations, greatly improving its concealment effect.