Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 630 - 262: Resentful Spirit, Hell, Succubus Transformation_2

Chapter 630: Chapter 262: Resentful Spirit, Hell, Succubus Transformation_2

"Wayne, when do you estimate you can become a Golden Mage?"

"Soon, I guess. It shouldn’t take too long," Wayne shrugged, not having calculated the exact time, but estimated it to be within three to five months.

"That quickly?" Plank frowned.

"Not to hide from you, I have already dealt with darkness and death before, constrained by resources and the environment, the knowledge I could find was very limited," Wayne pointed to two suitcases. Now there’s no problem.

Plank nodded, expressing his anticipation for that day.

After the trade was done, Plank put on his disguise and left first.

Ten minutes later, Mona stuffed the suitcases into the sedan, sat in the driver’s seat, and following the address Wayne had provided, arrived at a library in the West District.

The location was a bit remote, with few pedestrians at night, and not bustling even during the day.

This private library spanned three stories, typically closed to the public, originally owned by a nobleman to flesh out his scholarly persona.

Due to family decline, forced to sell off the cultured facade, Megan bought it, nominally under Wayne’s name, after which she handed over related affairs to Mona.

Mona opened the back door into the library, leading Wayne to the office on the third floor, where next to the huge office desk, a wardrobe stood out conspicuously. Pushing open the secret door, there was a different world inside.

Typically, such secret doors would be found in a company boss’s office, where one might work overtime under pretext to avoid his wife, then secretly rendezvous with the secretary.

Mona explained the correct way to open the secret room, waiting for Wayne to give the command.

"Next time for sure!"

Wayne patted his bottom, took out the semi-finished Philosopher’s Stone from his chest, and his thoughts delved into it, finding the core.

Howl!

The Book of Greed swallowed whole the Legendary Mage’s lifetime of learning in one gulp, regurgitating the vast amount of repetitive content exactly as it was, commenting that the taste was so-so, lacking the exquisite flavor of Shadowmare or Twilight Deadlock.

Besides, when would it get to sample the sun, the weapon of the Moonlight Knight?

Wayne ignored it, the Book of Greed had become picky with its tastes, unlike him who always knew when to stop, never greedy.

Following the Magic Array Diagram provided by Saina, Wayne inserted the semi-finished Philosopher’s Stone into it, opening a hidden passage to ensure the library’s office was connected to the Misty Hidden Forest.

The Misty Hidden Forest had been transformed by Wayne and Saina, the vast forest divided into three areas: natural, dark, death powers filled them, each one distinct and not interfering with the others.

Century Golden Mountain had been mined repeatedly by the young Wayne, fleecing it heavily, and a vast quantity of magical supplies had been sent into the Misty Hidden Forest, renovating three large manors with completely different styles.

It can be understood as a communal apartment for the fourteen Resentful Spirits.

Wayne arranged the library according to the steps Saina had requested, directing Mona to work for most of the night. Only when they stopped did he notice that the design of the library + secret space was strikingly similar to the division headquarters of Naturalism Church and the Moonlight Church.

"So, were those two places also semi-finished Philosopher’s Stones?"

Wayne arched an eyebrow, pondered that it was quite likely, and waved open the transportation passage, allowing the fourteen Resentful Spirits to come and go freely.

The door opened into the office, not further inside the secret room.

Soon, the fourteen lively Resentful Spirits emerged.

Seeing the fourteen youthful and beautiful women with his own eyes, hearing them call Wayne ’Master’ with his own ears, Mona felt uncomfortable all over as if struck by an arrow like a swan, and just gave a snort, freezing on the spot.

Mona: (눈‸눈)

Boss, can your body handle it?

Noticing Mona’s discomfort, Wayne spread his hands helplessly.

Yet another one of his own had a deep misunderstanding of him. For the last time, he really wasn’t a pervert.

At least not this time.

His intention in saving the candidate Resentful Spirits was merely out of compassion; just because he was kind and honest, it didn’t mean they should always point the gun at his head.

"Ladies, we have arrived in Lundan," Wayne said, handing out identity proofs: "These are your identification documents, The Church’s wanted orders have been revoked. From now on, you have nothing to do with the Naturalism Church. If you’re not accustomed to a life without faith and need to believe in something, from now on, believe in me."

The Resentful Spirits happily accepted his proposal, as Wayne’s little sisters, apart from faith in their master, they really had no other choice.

"I had previously promised to grant your last wishes, the vast majority of you want to go home for a visit, the money has already been transferred to your accounts..."

The wishes of the Resentful Spirits were exceptionally modest, almost all wanted to go home for a look, after many years apart, they wanted to see if they still had relatives alive.

Regina also wanted to go home to ensure her sister’s safety.

Ottilia had no home; her wish was simpler: to have a romantic relationship, with no fixed duration, she only wished not to be dumped by her boyfriend.

"Those without bodies need not panic, at night you can move freely in Lundan, and during the day, you can also be active in the library. No one will be able to tell you are spirits. If you really want to go out during the day, there’s a common physical body in the basement of the forest manor. Just figure out a schedule among yourselves."

"Ottilia, you will be in charge of this library from now on, you are the librarian, managing the library and others. Regina will assist you," said Wayne. "This is Secretary Mona. If you encounter big troubles that you can’t resolve, contact me directly. For smaller issues, you can ask her for help."

"Let me introduce you to three more colleagues..."

Wayne led everyone to the backyard of the library, introducing them to a dog, a horse, and a person, looking at the growing line-up, he couldn’t help but reminisce about the past.