Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 457 - 206 Preserved the Original Flavor, Authentic

"Your lifelong love is a man, then what am I?"

Philomena sat up on the spot, shocked. Despite her doubts, considering that Wayne was a Windsor, she suddenly found herself somewhat believing it.

"You still like men?"

She was skeptical, her hands raised, fingers intertwined with her hair as if stretching after just waking up in the morning, her gaze lazy and charmingly seductive.

Wayne looked on expressionlessly, while Little Wayne actively responded.

"You almost fooled me!"

Philomena chuckled inwardly, very satisfied with her young boyfriend’s performance, "Who is Clark, and are you so concerned about him?"

"I don’t know him, but I have a feeling he will become the enemy of my life. If you’re interested, you could look into it," Wayne said seriously.

"What if the investigation really turns up something?"

Philomena noted down the name, leaned down on Wayne’s chest, and traced circles with her fingertips, saying, "I’ll say it again, don’t become the Saint Heir. It has nothing to do with my status as the High Priest of the Moonlight Church. As a woman, I’m warning you, the divine is not to be blasphemed!"

Wayne took her words to heart, choosing to believe half of them.

It’s not so much that the divine is not to be blasphemed as it is that the dignity of the powerful is not to be desecrated!

Wayne’s attitude towards the divine had never changed; he referred to them as the powerful beings that shaped an era. Whether it was the Five Goddesses, the Heavenly Father, or the fallen storm and thunder, they were all gods. The former were enshrined with glorious belief in the new era, the latter fallen to dust without a trace, not even leaving behind a name.

The gods are not eternal; they can die!

The gods are also not omnipotent or omniscient.

Wayne could list many such examples.

Such as the case of the Death Knight, if gods were truly omnipotent, why wouldn’t they save their own knights and allow the Headless Knight to be toyed with by a bunch of devils?

If the gods were truly omniscient, why would there be two Death Knights in the world, and why would they allow the false Divine Decrees to go unchecked, making Lundan’s Death belief fair and just?

These are classic examples, especially the former.

The gods may not care, but devils manipulating the Headless Knight is akin to mocking the Goddess of Death herself; if they don’t care about this...

With such a good temper, why bother with a war of faith at all? Better to just sit quietly in a corner and admire one’s own glory.

Telling Wayne "the divine is not to be blasphemed" is something he does not understand, but tell him "the dignity of the powerful is not to be blasphemed," and he immediately understands.

"Stop touching, I’m talking to you!"

Philomena said seriously, "Withdraw from the Saint Heir selection; you cannot become the Saint Heir."

"Mina, let me be candid, I’m competing for Saint Heir for your sake."

"???"

"You see, I become the Naturalism Church’s Saint Heir and then let you manipulate me. The Moonlight Church only taints one High Priest’s purity, sullying the Saint Heir of the Naturalism Church in turn. It’s another achievement for your résumé, and later you’ll become the Pope of the Moonlight Church." Wayne’s thoughts drifted, the more he thought about it, the more sense it made.

He’s Philomena’s toy boy + Philomena becomes the Pope of the Moonlight Church = The toy boy and the Holy Maiden study the nighttime script.

There’s potential here; the equation can work!

Wayne nodded repeatedly, "Right? In six months, you can press the Saint Heir of the Naturalism Church beneath you, isn’t that exciting?"

Philomena: (눈_눈)

Your mind is somewhat troubled!

The High Priest had no interest in the Saint Heir’s seat and sternly taught her young boyfriend a lesson, holding the same opinion that he should withdraw from the Saint Heir selection as soon as possible, to avoid courting disaster.

"Alright, enough joking. I’m actually not interested in becoming the Saint Heir. I registered to help my teacher settle a score with a nemesis," Wayne briefly explained the background.

Philomena breathed a sigh of relief, then felt a tinge of jealousy, "You’re really good to your teacher; as I understand it, she’s your stepmother, right?"

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"Real mother?!"

"..."

Wayne rolled his eyes frantically. Regarding his relationship with Austin, the information that was officially available largely suggested he was an illegitimate child; whether he was born of Hefei remained to be investigated.

It’s hard to say how this rumor gained popularity, but even more absurd was that the vast majority believed it.

Considering Austin had never publicly denied it, or that his denials were weak, it’s likely Old Login had a hand in stirring the pot.

"Stop talking nonsense. She was my teacher, nothing more. She’s neither a real mother nor a stepmother, but she indeed treated me like a son." Wayne patted his backside and made no mention of his mother-in-law.

"This circle of yours is really messy. You nobles are too tiring," Philomena said with a knowing look.

No wonder Wayne had asked her to be patient before. Considering this relationship, she really should be.

After all, it’s a family elder!

"You, forget it, as long as you understand."

Wayne gave up on explaining, tacitly accepting that he was Auden’s illegitimate child.

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That night, a passenger plane landed at Lundan Airport.

A combination of dockworker + old shoemaker + factory worker left the airport, stepping into the mist.

"This mist is strange..."

"It’s the Misty Domain!"

"It’s been sealed."

"Despite the seal, it still leaks a significant amount of the Four Elements; the world of men is truly bustling..."

"Marius, your master added an addendum to the contract; don’t do anything unnecessary. Our only target is the Death Knight."

"Guyin, you have no authority to command me; I know what I have to do."

The three figures moved through the mist, their shabby appearances slowly changing into a combination of big fellow + gentleman + lady of high society.

The love for beauty is common to all, including devils; they care a great deal about their appearance.

The brawny familiar named Marius took a deep breath, greedily snatching the surrounding Four Elements, and said directly, "The Death Knight is hidden in Lundan, finding him won’t be difficult. I’ll go to the Death Church’s base and wait for him. What about you two?"