Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 626 - 261: On Beauty, You Can’t Beat Me

Wayne’s shameless remarks stunned Vicky, leaving her at a loss. To say he was greedy, well, his imagination certainly was rich, to say he was shameless, again, his imagination was quite flourishing.

In summary, he was simply playing the rogue.

Since it was her first love, Vicky decided to give the rogue one chance, but there would be no more free passes after that, Wayne would have to actively pursue her, letting her savor the pleasure of being chased.

If he couldn’t do it...

Although she was reluctant, she was willing to bow out gracefully, wishing Veronica and Chris happiness as single mothers.

After dinner, Wayne sat on the living room sofa, recounting the adventures of his journey to the two women, with its heart-stopping moments, like walking on thin ice, surrounded by enemies with ill intentions— he barely made it back.

By the end of his tale, Wayne’s arms were both embraced tightly. With the ups and downs of the story, every mention of his close calls put enormous pressure on his arms.

By the time he finished the story, it was already ten o’clock at night.

Chris dragged Vicky to another room. She was too kind, even though she could have driven her rival away by rolling in the sheets; she just couldn’t bear to see Vicky upset.

"If only you were a bit louder, Vicky would have left, my senior. You must have destroyed the world in your past life to end up meeting me in this one," Chris said.

For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction; your karma is me!

Wayne agreed wholeheartedly, returning to his bedroom to practice his magic, while also conserving energy for Mona and Philomena’s sustenance.

In another bedroom, two heads leaned together whispering.

"Senior, you’re really nice," Vicky remarked.

"What do you mean?"

"Even though you stole my boyfriend, considering your kindness, I won’t blame you," Vicky said.

"Vicky, these matters don’t go by who came first..."

"Senior, you don’t have to make excuses, I’m not blaming you. What I mean is that you have an advantage, but it isn’t clear. Listen to me, let’s form an alliance and drive Veronica away first," Vicky proposed.

"Liar, you’re clearly after my boyfriend!" Chris accused.

"I came first."

"I gave him Magic Power; I was also first," Chris retorted.

"Without me, you wouldn’t even know who he is!"

"Hmph, I’m not sleeping here, I’m going to another room to sleep with my boyfriend," Chris declared.

"Senior, I was wrong..." Vicky admitted.

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When dawn broke the next day, Wayne set out with the two Magician Girls for a stroll in the greenery.

One of them could hardly be called a girl anymore, but that wasn’t important, as many from well-to-do families and the Tentacle Monsters born and bred among them also claimed to be Magician Girls.

The strolling location was near a seaside city close to Lundan, where a seaside villa owned by the Lando Family awaited, a private territory with exclusive sunshine, beaches, and splendid scenery.

Wayne caught a glimpse of the sea hind.

On the 6th of June, at the High Priest Manor in the West District.

Philomena carefully wiped away the evening dew, casting a seductive glance at her reflection in the mirror, and thought to herself, "Perfect."

She phoned Wayne Manor, knowing her little boyfriend would be returning to Lundan tomorrow. She had purposely cleared her schedule to pick him up from the airport and surprise him with a sweet gesture.

Suddenly, Philomena sensed some disturbance outside the villa; someone had sneaked in, a presence that blended with nature, so adept at concealment it made her feel inadequate.

A formidable adversary!

Philomena tightened the sash of her bathrobe, recognizing the invader’s strength was not lesser than hers. Tonight, a fierce battle seemed inevitable.

Who could it be; had the Magic Department seen another traitor emerge?

While she pondered, her expression changed, she relaxed her guarded stance with joy, and approached the window, eagerly embracing the intruder who climbed in through it.

"Damn it, always playing tricks to scare me," Philomena said with a smile in her eyes, not angry at all despite calling him a bastard.

"I wanted to surprise you!" Wayne said as he hugged the beauty. "I came back a day early, just changed and came looking for you. Isn’t that a surprise?"

"More like a scare, my heart is still racing. Don’t believe me? Feel it," Philomena said with a sidelong glance, her seductive eyes losing all dignity of a High Priest.

A High Priest in public and ’that’ behind closed doors— she was all figured out.

"Gulp!" Wayne swallowed audibly, his loud gulp satisfying Philomena captured with a swift motion, pulling her little boyfriend into the Dark Domain.

As she turned, darkness dispersed, and moonlight’s shimmer poured over the land.

Wayne looked up, seeing phases of Dark Moon, Waning Moon, New Moon, and Full Moon suspended in the sky, manipulating his senses and making him see four distinct versions of Philomena with varying temperaments.

"Mina, have you advanced to a Legendary Mage?" Wayne asked, astonished.

"How about it, impressive isn’t it?" Philomena said, embracing Wayne from behind, her fragrance captivating.

The two-meter-tall Elf stood with graceful bearing, her long hair cascading, beautiful and refined. Her skin glowed like the purest pearl on earth, diffusing a soft and alluring luster.

Her cheeks were adorned with a few traces of Faith Magic marks, paired with her silver eyes, elevating her striking beauty to a sacred level.

Wayne, not wanting to be outdone, flickered into his Elf Form, noble and perfect.

"Mina, when it comes to beauty, you can’t beat me!" Wayne boasted.

"..."

Philomena fell silent, fixated on the Perfect Elf before her, utterly enchanted, a yearning fascination twinkling in her pupils.

She snapped back to reality, pinching Wayne’s cheek: "What’s going on? Your Elf Form has changed from last time, and there’s this... strange allure."

How could a simple trip away end up turning him into a Succubus?

"I discovered a new formula..." Wayne explained.

He recounted the tense excitement of his journey, which made Philomena’s heart clench. She knew he was safe, yet she still felt anxious for him.

Too dangerous, he’d narrowly escaped death several times.

"Risks come with rewards; danger brings opportunities. I seized the moment and managed to claim many benefits, like my now perfect Elf Form..." Wayne said.