Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 659 - 272: One Must Leave a Name When Doing Good Deeds

Chapter 659: Chapter 272: One Must Leave a Name When Doing Good Deeds ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

Austin leaned on his walking stick as he moved forward, but after a few steps, he stopped in his tracks.

The alley wasn’t long, and the parking lot could be seen after a mere few dozen steps. He had walked a few paces but found himself marking time, unable to close the distance to the exit.

Spatial Barrier!

Austin acutely sensed the anomaly around him; he had noticed it, and so had Hefei, who silently positioned his daughter behind himself for protection.

Megan stepped forward, moving to Austin’s side.

At the mouth of the alley, ripples of space fluctuated, and three figures slowly materialized.

The figure in a black robe stood at the forefront, enshrouded in an unfading mist of darkness, with two red glows blooming where the face should be, obscuring the true visage.

The other two figures were clad in white magic robes, one tall and one short, and judging by their figures beneath the robes, the slightly shorter one was a woman.

Hefei’s expression turned grave; the three mysterious figures, two of which, brought her immense pressure, signified that their magical cultivation was at the level of Legendary Mages.

The last woman held the realm of a Golden Mage.

Where in Lundan are there so many Legendary Mages?

Hefei glanced at the back of Austin’s head. As the center of Windsor’s power and the location of the Magical Department Headquarters, every Legendary Mage would be on the roster of the Magic Department barring outsiders.

In other words, all three mysterious people were Austin’s colleagues.

Seeking out someone late at night in disguise was definitely not for a work-related discussion. Could it be that the bastard had made it onto the black list of the Magic Department and was about to be purged by the Queen Minister?

Weren’t you two an item?

Or could it be that every time the Queen came to meet Austin for a tryst, she would summon a grand display of force, specially dispatching two Legendary Mages to fetch him?

"Vice Minister Allen, you should be at the base monitoring the fog. What brings you here in the dead of night?"

Austin, holding an ancient silver coin, spoke slowly, disregarding the facade of the man in the black robe and directly revealing his identity.

He also signaled Hefei to be on guard for battle, indicating the visitors bore ill intent.

Lundan was vast, and the Magic Department was full of elite talents, each with their unique skills, but the strongest among them were the same few people, and the circle was not large; Austin easily guessed Allen’s identity.

Strange, the two were not acquainted, nor had any conflicts, so Austin couldn’t fathom the reason for Allen’s blockade.

And the two white-robed mages beside him—who were they and what was their relationship with Allen, and for whom did they come?

Austin scrutinized them, narrowing down the circle to Legendary Mages of the Magic Department, quickly inferring the identity of one of them.

"Celeste, is that you?"

Austin’s heart sank. Celeste was no ordinary player; she was Princess Elizabeth’s tutor and by the Queen’s command, maintained contact with the Papal State.

Princess Elizabeth practiced Holy Light faith, a concession by the Royal Family to the Heavenly Father’s Court, sending a signal to the Papal State of a peaceful resolution to their disputes.

Everyone saw it— how talented the Princess was and how useless the Prince. Eventually, the Princess would take over the crown and scepter to become the sovereign of Windsor.

Commoners couldn’t grasp the deep implications behind this signal, but the Papal State surely understood.

The future King of Windsor practiced the Holy Light faith, which meant an inherent 80-point favorability towards the Heavenly Father’s Court, and would gradually ease the Church’s restrictions in Windsor.

Celeste was Princess Elizabeth’s tutor and the liaison between the Royal Family and the Heavenly Father’s Court. Due to rumors of his allegiance to the Church, Celeste found it hard to continue representing the Magic Department, and he had the Church and the Princess backing him.

With this in mind, Austin was even more puzzled.

Lately, the Princess had been extending goodwill to the Lando Family, and The Church was exceedingly protective of Wayne, flattering him to the point of debasement, fearing that Wayne’s nightlife was dull and unfulfilling, they even assigned a nun for his personal care.

To be used at will, and if broken, there would be a new one ready.

By all accounts, Celeste had no reason to be here.

"You’re perceptive, Austin..."

Celeste removed her hood, smiling benignly, and said, "I received an order from Vice Minister Allen to assist him in eradicating traitors from the Tulip Family. I could disregard his command, but as his longtime friend, I could not fail to help him."

During the conversation, the white-robed Juno also unveiled her hood.

Golden short hair, a tall figure, and a coldly beautiful countenance.

Austin’s brows slightly furrowed, recognizing the face; she was Princess Elizabeth’s knight, also a practitioner of Holy Light faith, and a trusted attendant of the Princess.

So, the Princess was involved in this ambush against him?

That shouldn’t be!

Austin couldn’t make sense of the key point and fixed his gaze on Allen, imploring, "Vice Minister Allen, take off your mask. What is the actual reason for your visit?"

"It’s for your head."

Allan removed his hood, revealing a gaunt face, his pupil color notably resembling Austin’s.

They were similar only in color; their inner temperament was miles apart. If there was a resemblance, Wayne would be the one to be mistaken, otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many misunderstandings about their relationship.

Like Chris, who still insisted on the belief that Wayne was Austin’s illegitimate son, and Wayne’s denials were futile.

With even his bedmate accepting this premise, others simply followed suit.

"For my head?"

"Exactly. I’ve reviewed the recent files and records of the Magic Department. Whether it was Vice Minister Aub’s attack against the Moonlight Church or the several descents of devils, your shadow is behind them all."

Allen deftly slapped a ready-made charge onto Austin, claiming the moral high ground: "Austin, you are the Magic Department’s greatest traitor!"

Such excuses were too poor; even claiming a warehouse fire would have been closer to the truth.

With no excuse to suffer, Austin didn’t bother to explain and simply stated, "Vice Minister Allen, whether I am a traitor isn’t for you to decide. It requires the Minister’s signature on an execution order."