Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 658 - 271 Alley, Darkness, Family Part 3

"Hiss, hiss, hiss———"

Wayne took in a sharp breath, adjusted the bottom he was holding in his hand, and exclaimed, "You can actually do it this way, your imagination is really good, is it reliable?"

"Trust me, I’ll arrange everything when the time comes."

"You’re so smart, it’s weird you only got a boyfriend now."

"It’s precisely because I’m too smart that I scare people away. How was I supposed to know he was so greedy, wanting everything from the very start?"

Veronica sighed with envy, lamenting that being a bit dumber would have been better, "From liking to really liking, and now I even have a reason to have his child. That guy is pure evil, I hate him the most."

"Do you like him?"

"Like."

Veronica made no effort to hide her feelings, wriggling on top of Wayne’s body a few times, then embracing him frontally in his arms, slowly closing her eyes.

There was anticipation mingled with a bit of excitement, without a trace of fear.

"You promised you’d continue when you got back."

"Of course, I always keep my word..."

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With Carter’s assistance, Cushing spent four days repairing the seal, finally having time to embrace his wife and daughter.

Wayne and Veronica dated for two days. The scenery wasn’t great, but it didn’t affect Veronica’s rose-colored glasses of love. Several times, when the passion ran high, they almost gave it away for free in the tent.

The tent was moved from the vehicle by Valkyrie, two tents in fact. While Philark was packing the luggage, he prepared provisions for several days and specifically included two tents.

Under normal circumstances, the master only used one tent, but when there were obstructions, like Valkyrie, two tents were very necessary.

He was truly professional!

Since Cushing and Carter were present, Wayne didn’t dare to openly get rough with Veronica, even though she insisted on giving it away for free, he still held her down.

No rush, such an important day shouldn’t be spoiled in a hurry.

At least, there had to be a romantic date, a candlelit dinner, a heartfelt confession. Otherwise, when reminiscing in the future, there would be some regrets.

After dealing with the seal in Torgoguryr and delivering the medal to the Sun Knight, the group had completed their mission and drove away from the Misty Road.

At the exit, they faced a small setback, waiting half an hour before seeing the tunnel exit.

It was only after the heavily overloaded sedan left the mist that Wayne understood the reason.

The appearance and disappearance of the Misty Sea had no discernible pattern. With the reinforced seal of Torgoguryr, this space was temporarily stable. The likelihood of the Misty Sea and Highway 114 overlapping was negligible, only a specific magic array could open it.

Or, as Cushing said, a Knight’s divine artifact could also open the passage.

Currently, without a Knight’s divine artifact, their ability to leave the Misty Sea relied entirely on Main Coach Dick’s relentless attempts.

For five straight days, three bald men took turns standing guard, constantly trying to enter the Misty Sea, grinding sparks out of the magic array.

Seeing his friend of over a decade, Dick burst into tears on the spot, four bald men huddled shoulder to shoulder, hopping and jumping with strange roars.

Men, when they get together in a group, often have their intelligence determined by the lowest among them. It’s not strange for them to do the most childish things.

Soon, the newly reunited bald men started wrestling.

Veronica sat in the back seat, speechlessly watching her father; "Mother, how did you fall for him back in the day?"

"Hmm, let me think..."

Carter reminisced for a moment, then with a smile said, "It was love at first sight. I found him easy on the eyes and chatted him up, then we got married."

"That’s great, you didn’t have good friends around you back then."

Veronica viciously retorted.

"There were some, but I chased them away."

"..."

Veronica felt a twinge in her chest, she tried to chase them off, never succeeded though.

The black sedan left Highway 114 as the sky began to darken. Because Cushing was kicked to the bald group, the space inside the car suddenly became more spacious.

On the passenger seat, a figure in Yellow Clothes held a birdcage.

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In the West District of Lundan, theater.

"To be or not to be, that’s the question!"

On stage, the actor was emotive and eloquent, speaking words that could give anyone a headache.

The audience below lightly applauded; although everyone had seen this play more than once, they pretended to be enraptured by the art to show off their upper-class status and good taste.

But what they were probably really thinking about was complaining about having to queue for the bathroom.

In the luxurious seats on the second floor of the theater, a family of three plus a butler watched the play expressionlessly.

"Hmph!"

"Ha!"

"Hmph!"

"Hmph again and I’ll break your leg."

"..."

"Why aren’t you hmphing now?"

Facing Hefei’s sharp and harsh words, Austin elongated his old face, not daring to provoke her further.

He held a walking stick in his hand, using it as a temporary crutch for support, and thought about the inexplicable beating from the other day, pondering retaliation against that certain someone.

Veronica propped her chin with her hand, too lazy to persuade the two to speak nicely to each other; she was tired and wished destruction upon them, hoping both their legs would break.

Because of the outrageous actions of the kind-hearted young man’s father in the diary, Veronica couldn’t help but superimpose the father and son, and upon closer inspection, found the unfortunate mother and daughter to be strikingly similar, both having suffered from their beloved’s infidelity.

So, good. That’s how they should fight!

Among the four, only Megan was truly watching the play expressionlessly, with a drama on stage and no less of an act beside her.

Lately, Veronica had been in a bad mood, nearly wearing her gloom on her face. When Hefei asked to no avail, she speculated it was the girl’s confusion about becoming a woman, taking the family to the theater to watch a play.

Veronica’s reason for being upset was simple: her fiancé had cheated on her. A split-strike shattered her pale moonlight, and every time she thought of Wayne rolling in the sheets with Chris, she lost her appetite and suffered from insomnia.

There’s no need to mention the possessiveness of Dragon Blood; sharing was out of the question, not even with her pale moonlight—as what was hers could only belong to her.

Veronica thought for several nights and came to a fork in the road: left was to chase away her pale moonlight, right was to watch her pale moonlight walk away with the trash can.

The third path was to stay put and not go anywhere.

Veronica knew well that she could stay for a while but couldn’t stay there forever; sooner or later she had to make a choice.

"So annoying!"

The disgruntled voice interrupted the humming and laughing, and Hefei thought she had annoyed her daughter, so she glared fiercely at Austin, signaling him not to make a sound thereafter. fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm

At that moment, a theater staff member came over and was stopped by Megan. After a brief exchange, Megan relayed the staff’s words.

A fire had suddenly broken out in the theater. Although the blaze was quickly detected and controlled, as a precaution, they had decided to evacuate the VIPs first.

The Lando family was undoubtedly the crème de la crème of VIPs. The staff member indicated that a safe passage was ready, and through the back door of the theater, a shortcut through the alley would take them to the parking lot.

Austin furrowed his brow and, in a low voice, reported the situation to Hefei, then assuming the dignified posture of the head of the family, he stood up, supporting himself with the walking stick.

His right leg was somewhat unsteady, making his walk uneven, and when asked, he claimed it was an injury sustained from pulling a muscle while riding a horse.

The four of them headed to the back door of the theater. Seeing Austin’s limping, Hefei couldn’t help but snort, "You’re putting on quite the show; if I didn’t know any better, I’d think your leg was broken."

"It was indeed broken at the time," Austin said with a dark face.

Broken or not, he had to maintain his woeful persona.

"It serves you right if it was broken, who told you to treat women... Hmph, when are you going to bring your daughter home to show me?" Hefei sneered continuously.

"I only have one daughter."

Austin, expressionless: "Wayne was talking nonsense. You believe anything he says? After all these years, don’t you know me?"

"It’s taken me all these years to really understand you!"

"..."

That meant there was no room for discussion!

Austin walked ahead with a dark face, and the back door swung open, the whole family stepping into the dark alley.

The iron gate closed slowly, and darkness encroached...

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