Restarting the myth

After getting the information, Wayne glanced at it briefly and was surprised by the princess's family fortune that she had worked hard for over the years.

No wonder it has to be dealt with cleanly and shown to the queen. The princess is not as simple as being grounded.

"Tsk tsk, the princess is so ambitious. Those who didn't know would have thought that the queen was about to die."

"There is no such thing as saying that I can do these things because of my mother's delegation and permission." Juno didn't blush.

"Since the princess trusts me so much, I will definitely not let you down. Please also remember that the Landau family is loyal to the queen now and will be loyal to the queen in the future."

Wayne patted his butt and motioned to his secretary to pack the documents: "It's already late at night. Don't disturb the rest of the three of you. Give me a few days and I will get rid of these stains as soon as possible."

"Thank you very much for your help."

After Wayne left, Alyssa sat next to Juno, took the black tea from Elizabeth, and asked doubtfully: "How long have you known Sir Wayne? Do you really trust him so much?"

Alyssa was very puzzled. The environment in which Juno grew up made her cautious and cautious in everything she did. She never trusted anyone, but Wayne was an exception.

As for those documents just now, if Wayne had any idea and handed them over to the Queen directly, Juno would be in danger.

Unless the Holy See of Heavenly Father takes over the God's Chosen Continent again, it will never be able to turn over.

"He is a reincarnated angel, representing the faith of Heavenly Father and the Holy See. I don't believe who else he can trust. Besides, I also have the secrets of the Landau family, so I am not afraid of him messing around."

Juno lifted Alyssa's chin, bit her red lips and lingered for a moment. After her breathing became rapid, she teased: "What's wrong, my fiancé, you have a big opinion against Wayne!"

Say, are you jealous?

Alyssa did mean what she meant and said bluntly: "Your trust in him is too sudden and a bit inexplicable, just like love."

"Little fool, I only like you."

"What about the future inheritance? If you become the king, I won't be able to help you pass on the family line. Have you found a suitable candidate?" Alyssa asked.

"Not yet. You know, I am a very superficial person and only like beautiful women."

Juno frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "If you haven't found a suitable candidate by then, Wayne is good. His identity, status, and powerful power are all very good choices."

"Look, you clearly have feelings for him." Alyssa said dissatisfied.

Juno laughed dumbly: "Even if I have feelings for him, it's because of his beautiful lovers and has nothing to do with him."

"You'd better pay attention. As far as the current relationship is concerned, you have no advantage over him. It's him who is taking advantage of you."

"I understand, but not anymore."

Juno looked at his palm: "You and I both have divine blood. Lundan's fog can stimulate our potential. I will only be stronger than him in the future."

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On the streets of the West District, a black car drove slowly.

Wayne was sitting in the passenger seat, looking through the information in the file box. The more he looked at it, the more he read: "It would be a pity to get rid of these resources. I might as well move them home for my own use. When Juno asked, he said there was a fire in the warehouse."

"Boss, do I have to work overtime tonight?" Mona asked proactively.

"Well, you do have to work overtime tonight."

Wayne closed the file box and threw it into his personal space: "Turn right ahead. I know a clothing store. They design beautiful evening gowns."

As he spoke, he counted on his fingers: "Veronica, Chris, Willie, Philomena... and the teacher, Willie's mother, Ms. Carter, all have to choose one as a gift for them. ”

Mona didn't say anything, knowing that Wayne was the best at carrying water and would never treat anyone badly. Even Xiffy and Carter had gifts, so she would definitely not miss out.

He deliberately left her out just to wait for her to get sulky and then take the opportunity to tease her.

Don't be angry!

Two hours later, a private room in a high-end restaurant.

Mona wore a red evening gown, her long wavy hair was tied up, and she wore a string of expensive gemstone pendants on her chest.

With no gifts from anyone else, Wayne made a special trip to buy her a bunch of stuff.

On this occasion, in this atmosphere, if nothing happens, it will be a waste of romantic flowers and candlelight.

Mona's little heart raced unexpectedly, and she was curious as to why Wayne suddenly took the initiative today. Even though he had said before that the relationship was not in place, he still wanted to continue to cultivate it, and he couldn't bear to bully her into obeying his words.

"Mona, why are you looking so red?" Wayne picked up the red wine and clinked glasses with her.

It must be said that Fula's training skills are quite excellent. Under his unremitting training, Wayne's appearance, temperament and even words and deeds are extremely elegant when pretending to be a gentleman, and he can easily capture the hearts of ladies.

Mona took a look, and her eyes gradually became blurred, either because she was drunk or for some other reason.

Realizing that she had lost her temper, she took a sip from the wine glass to hide her embarrassment, and swallowed the saliva she had secreted from lusting after Wayne's body.

Wayne took the red wine and came behind Mona, looked down at the abyss, and commented: "Compared to gems, the cross pendant is more suitable for you."

"Change it now."

"No, let's drink first. This is Frank's imported red wine."

Wayne took a sip, lifted Mona's chin and handed it over.

He practiced skills outside, and with the loving help of his fiancée, sweetheart, girlfriend, and lover, he summed up a candlelight dinner method.

Outstanding effect.

The silky little combos knocked Mona out of her mind. Now if I asked her what the name of St. Paul's Cathedral was, she would definitely not be able to answer.

After the kiss ended, Mona was so drunk that she bit her lower lip and looked at Wayne, her soft eyes full of moisture.

It's night, Mona's villa bedroom.

There is a faint flash of holy light and the sound of flapping wings...

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It was dawn the next day.

Mona opened her eyes dizzily, recalling the experience last night which was still a bit unbelievable.

At this time, the door opened, and Wayne walked in with a dinner plate, feeding intimately and providing meticulous service.

It’s still a technique practiced outside.

"Boss, does this offend you too much?"

"Do you like it?"

"like."

"If you like it, keep taking offense, because I like Mona too."

Wayne lowered his head for a deep kiss and whispered: "Some time ago, a teacher reminded me that I was too selfish. I ignored your feelings and only considered myself. I apologize and will definitely correct myself in the future."

Mona's eyes filled with tears and she hugged Wayne tightly: "My master, I am your servant in this world. You have given me so much. I only ask you not to forget me when you return to heaven."

"Impossible, even for you, I will not return to heaven."

Wayne grabbed Mona's hand, intertwined his fingers, and the golden words of the Golden Rule inspired the golden stigmata: "This is my promise to you. I will keep my word. If I break my promise, let me go to hell."

This time I didn’t practice my skills outside, I only told Mona.

Mona was so moved that she held the cross pendant on her chest: "Master, there is something wrong with the Pope's gift. It amplifies my desire for you and makes me long to retain your bloodline."

"No wonder you were so positive last night."

"..."

Mona's face turned red. From the perspective of a pure nun, she was not pure at all, she was guilty.

"I like Jiao Huang's gifts very much. I am very satisfied. If I have the chance, I will ask him for a few more. As for your desire..."

Wayne hugged Mona: "Yes, no matter what you want, I will give it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wayne's eyes were spinning, and his eyes were filled with holy light and wings.

It’s a high-speed train that goes straight to heaven!

…

At noon, conductor Mona stopped the train, put on Wayne's favorite stockings and glasses to resume secretary mode.

"Boss, where is the princess's file box? It's time for me to work."

"No, your mission is to accompany me, I will leave these matters to Regina and the others."

Regina in the library is a standard workaholic, self-disciplined, rigorous, and loves what she does, which fits Wayne's stereotype of the Prussians.

Mona frowned slightly. She didn't like Otilia and Regina very much. In addition to her dislike of the Hell Succubus, these two people claimed to be secretaries and took away her few exclusive titles.

She pushed up her glasses and said, "Boss, they are new here after all. There are many things they can't handle well, so leave them to me."

"They have more advantages in operating at night..."

Wayne wanted to say something, but seeing Mona insisting on working overtime, he shrugged and said, "Okay, you go and lead them to complete the task, but in this case, boss, I won't have anyone to accompany me at night. Can you really bear it?"

Mona tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time and was ready to take action. After hearing what Wayne said, she was really reluctant to give up.

From the perspective of a nun, this is called degradation, but from the perspective of faith, this is called service, and the Pope has agreed to it even when he comes.

Mona had no shame. The nun could have any bad intentions. She was just completing the tasks assigned by the Pope.

She leaned over and whispered in Wayne's ear, and the latter suddenly realized: "It makes sense. Going to the library tonight will not affect your completion of the task, nor will it affect your company with me."

Early in the morning and late at night.

Wayne was bored and sitting in the library office playing cards.

He had promised to be a secretary when he had something to do, but when he had nothing to do, the secretary had to work, leaving him with nothing to do but play cards in the office and the Pale Lair.

It's boring for the two of them to play cards, but as long as the black-skinned elf is still there, they can play a game of Landlord.

Speaking of the black-skinned elf, Wayne hasn't contacted the other party's mind for a long time, and he doesn't know what Anastasia's situation is now.

Unlike Senna, Anastasia's evolution only exists in the physical body, and her mind is still clean for the time being. She can remain independent for a long time.

Unless you can't help it.

Wayne struggled with whether to contact the other party. He mastered a method to let his family members remain themselves, which could effectively delay the family members' desire for faith and prevent Anastasia from degenerating from a pure dark elf into a complete dark elf.

If you can contact her, if you cause trouble to Anastasia, it will increase the speed of the other party's degradation and damage your own reputation.

"Wait another two days. If there is no news from her, ask her to come to Lundan to find me."

With the form of the Pale Knight and the thought amplifier Pale Lair, Wayne can contact Anastasia at any time even if she is far away in the frozen continent.

"Boss, there's a little situation here. You'd better take a look."

Mona's voice came through his mind. Wayne positioned himself accurately, climbed through the window and landed on the ground. His body merged into the darkness, and he accelerated forward just like the Dark Knight himself blending into the darkness and teleporting.

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South District Wharf Warehouse.

Several vague shadows gathered and separated in the thick fog. With the help of the undead dogs, the entire warehouse was heavily guarded by fog and ghosts.

Wayne himself has reached the realm of the Golden Mage, and the strength of the Vengeful Spirits has taken a big step forward. Coupled with the continuous magic power provided by Wayne, their actual combat output is very terrifying.

Gold is like this, wouldn't it mean that the legendary realm is going to heaven?

With such a huge family business, it would be a pity not to rebel!

Inside the warehouse.

Four figures are exchanging opinions.

Mona, the organizer and leader of this action, Otilia and Regina, who are responsible for the execution and leading the team, and Flora, the lifelike former saint of the Church of Nature.

The body is Flora's body, and inside is a spirit of revenge. Today it is her turn to have a body.

On the ground in front of the four people, a group of black-robed people are lying in a mess. In the center, the candle has been extinguished, and the red inverted pentagram is particularly conspicuous.

The inverted pentagram symbolizes uncleanness and is the basic magic circle of hell. With different devil beliefs, it can be associated with any devil in hell.

Including the seven devil kings!

"It's the inverted pentagram magic circle of the Lord of Greed. These people..."

Mona was halfway through her words when she noticed Wayne's arrival. She stepped back and stood behind him, starting from the beginning: "Boss, these people are members of the Queen's investigation team. In addition to investigating the princess, they have another mission."

"They are going to attack St. Paul's Cathedral!" said the Spirit of Vengeance who was holding Flora's body.

While speaking, she also moved closer to Wayne, smiling, wasting Flora's elegant saintly temperament and royal sister face.

Sister, just talk, why are you getting so close?

Wayne rolled his eyes. He remembered that this Spirit of Vengeance was called Lisbeth. She was cheerful and lively. She was always there when the girls quarreled in the dormitory. She was a bad role model in the eyes of her colleagues and a little thorn in the eyes of her leaders.

Lisbeth glanced at Otilia and deliberately stuck to Wayne's arm: "Master, according to the investigation, the Queen assigned these people to use the magic materials stored by the princess to summon the power of the devil of hell, and the target is St. Paul's Cathedral."

The Queen used the princess's resources to attack the power of the Holy See in Lendan, and put the blame on the princess...

It sounds wrong, but it seems that there is nothing wrong when you think about it carefully.

Wayne secretly had a headache and patted 'Flora' on the shoulder: "To be honest, when using this body, it's best to keep a certain distance from me. I don't like this face very much."

"Ah?!"

Lisbeth was stunned when she heard it, and she took two steps back in frustration.

On the side, Otilia, who turned into a succubus, was speechless in all aspects.

The younger sister under her knew that she and Wayne were in love, and she spread gossip and rumors all day long, and she couldn't stop it. Like Lisbeth, she didn't really want to stick with Wayne, but deliberately stimulated her to have fun.

It's also called assists, using pressure to drive motivation.

It's exciting, but what's the point of using Flora's body? Don't you know that this person was her teacher when she was alive?

How can it be so exciting!

Is it to stimulate her or Wayne?

After listening to the report, Wayne leaned over to check the black-robed magicians. They were all magicians who believed in hell and were trained by the royal family. Because the royal family's politics required believing in hell, it was difficult to evaluate whether they represented evil.

"The internal struggle of the royal family is too troublesome. If I had known this, I would not have participated."

Wayne secretly had a headache. He just wanted to help Juno settle his worries. He never expected that the spirit of revenge would find something while checking.

The things found were related to the queen.

Say the queen is evil, she did this to consolidate her regime. Say her purpose is pure, but she is linked to the devil of hell.

Can the devil's stuff be good?

The senior officials of the Natural Church headquarters came and they can all point fingers from the moral high ground.

"Boss, the Queen wants the princess to draw a line between herself and the Heavenly Father Church, at least to make a rift in the cooperation between the two sides..." Mona said slowly.

Wayne thought so too. From this point of view, the Queen showed mercy to the princess. In addition to warning and warning, she also wanted to win back the princess.

As a mother, she is undoubtedly qualified, which made Wayne not know how to operate.

If he left it alone, the unlucky one would be St. Paul's Cathedral. Gunther and Atley were decent people and should not suffer such a disaster;

If he helped St. Paul's Cathedral to overcome the difficulties, the unlucky one would be the princess, and it would also deepen the Queen's fear of the Heavenly Father Church, and the next operation would only be tougher.

"Kidnap the person and send a letter to the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic."

Wayne thought carefully and it would definitely not work to watch him die: "Mona, you go tell Gunther and explain the reason. He will understand what happened."

As for whether Gunther would contact the Papal States, Wayne had no control over it.

It is conceivable that after this operation, the queen will definitely think that the sender is from the hidden power of the Heavenly Father Church in Lundan. Under fear, she will only be more afraid of the Heavenly Father Church.

The conflict escalated and there was no solution.

Wayne knew that there was no good way to deal with this, so he decided to go to Austin tomorrow and persuade him to take down the queen completely.

As long as Austin sacrificed his own self for the greater self, he would definitely be able to sleep with the queen, and Lundan would be much more relaxed in the future.

At least there would be no tragedy that the princess summoned the devil beyond her ability, the devil attacked the cathedral at night, and the archbishop died in battle!

Mona nodded. She was not satisfied with Wayne's compromise method. She favored the royal family and let her people suffer.

According to her idea, since the royal family was entangled with the devil, they should change a king who could represent justice and light.

It was a coincidence that she just knew such a person, and it would be a waste of talent if she didn't become a king.

But since Wayne arranged it this way, Mona would only obey the order unconditionally.

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On the other side

On the outskirts of London, in the royal private territory, far away from the mist, is the royal holiday estate.

Queen Sophia was wearing a white nightgown, with her long and elegant hair falling down her shoulders. She stood in front of the window and looked at the bright moon.

At this time, a figure walked in from outside, strode behind the queen, and boldly embraced her in his arms.

The man had black hair and black eyes, was about thirty years old, and had handsome features. He was very handsome. When he raised his hands and feet, he was full of the noble and elegant temperament of the Union Jack of London.

Sophia shook her head slightly: "Baron Kimo, it's a bit presumptuous to do this with your identity."

"What about Douglas' identity?"

Kimo asked with a smile, lifted Sophia's hand, lowered his head and kissed the back of her hand.

The name Douglas, if there are not ten thousand in Windsor, there must be eight thousand, but if he stands with the queen, it can only make people think of one person-Prince Douglas.

The queen's husband, Prince Douglas, died young, and there were many speculations from the outside world. The most outrageous one was undoubtedly that the marriage failed and the queen teamed up with her old lover to kill him.

Auston: It's really outrageous.

Obviously, Douglas did not die, but continued to live in Windsor under a different identity.

The couple had a very good relationship, the prince loved the God of War, and the queen was pure and innocent...

The prince loved the God of War, but the queen's purity was questionable. Her ex-boyfriend was a famous playboy who had mastered many techniques before marriage.

First love did not understand love at all, and Douglas just treated it as nothing. The couple still had a very good relationship.

Sophia smiled and took her hand back. Facing her husband's love, she taught him a lesson with a stern face: "Baron Kimo, you have crossed the line."

"The queen was wrong first. Your undecent dress made your subordinates have improper thoughts."

The two of them exchanged glances and had a great time.

If Wayne saw this scene, he would definitely give up the idea of ​​Austin intervening as a third party. In addition to the God of War's disgust for the Minotaur, there was also the relationship between the couple.

Austin was already a thing of the past. The queen did not have him at all in her eyes, and she should not have him in her heart...

"Baron Kimo, what important matter do you want to discuss with me late at night?"

"Indeed, there is a big thing."

Douglas said slowly: "I have solved the problem of reducing the number of people in the Ministry of Magic. There are two legendary wizards from Frank who are willing to join Windsor. You can arrange for someone to succeed Alan."

"In addition, I have found a very powerful helper who can be used to check and balance the powerful Heavenly Father Church."

"Who?" Sophia asked in surprise.

"The Dark Church!"