Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 1351 - 449: Following Me Won’t Be Wrong_3

He dared to bet that Risa would still have to thank him!

"Thank you for your generosity and appreciation; I pledge eternal loyalty to you." Risa was crying with sorrow, but his heart was filled with joy.

His efforts were not in vain; he even had Pride and Greed, the two Demon Kings, set fire to the Papal State’s warehouse, finally gaining the Archangel’s approval.

Not only was the previous incident with the nun forgiven, but he also received a ticket to Heaven and a promise from the Seraph.

A Seraph, no less—all the merit it took to climb to this position over countless years.

And he did it in just five days; there was no one who could match that promotion speed.

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"Prepare to return to the palace. I am weary... cough, I’m a bit tired."

"I will carry you to the carriage."

"Get lost!"

...

Back at the Papal State Palace, Sukra lay unceremoniously on a highly artistic sofa, asking Wayne to help move it back to Lundan; she had laid on it several times and formed an attachment to it.

"You’re quite sentimental."

Wayne gave Sukra a sidelong glance, took out the Philosopher’s Stone, and shook it: "So, how about going with me again to wipe out the remaining traitors?"

Sukra didn’t reply; the sound of cute snoring indicated she had fallen asleep.

Wayne shook his head, closed his eyes to sense Shadowmare’s coordinates, and threw both the person and the sofa back to the Dark Saintess Manor.

Beside him, two nuns stood silently, ready to be summoned at any time.

Wayne estimated that this was his first visit to the Papal State, and it might be his last. He wouldn’t take people; he let the two nuns train in the palace, and when they ascended to Heaven, they were to report Hexuno’s name, and an angel would lead them to the Angel Legion for stamping. free𝑤ebnovel.com

Leaving the palace, Wayne coincidentally ran into Pope Risa passing by.

Risa, being extremely shrewd, took the initiative to speak: "Mister Wayne, are you leaving the Papal State?"

"Yes, I have a task to do that’s related to the Devil, I have no choice but to go."

Wayne nodded slightly, somewhat regretful; he should have said earlier there was no Devil in the Papal State and made a bet with Mona then.

Shrinking back without reason made him seem lacking in confidence.

Hexuno, too, always whispering ’Saint Heir’ in his ear, made him believe the rubbish about attracting demons.

There was no Devil; he wouldn’t encounter any on this trip!

This is the Papal State, if there were a Devil, Uriel and the others would have taken care of it.

Wayne considered this strong evidence that he was not the Saint Heir, keeping it in mind to spar well with Mona/Hexuno when he returned.

The alleged demon-attracting constitution was pure nonsense, clumsy words no one would believe!

Risa, hearing about the Devil, swallowed the ten thousand prepared words and brought out another plan, about fifty thousand words, asking Wayne if he needed assistance.

If not bothersome, he could serve as a driver.

"Enough, this far is enough; I have seen your determination to ascend to Heaven; I acknowledge your actions very much. From my standpoint, as the Pope, you deserve to go to Heaven." Wayne affirmed.

"But..."

Risa’s face changed dramatically, fearing the ’but,’ readying for trouble.

"But my nun secretary is very unhappy with you; because of you, she lost her purity. She is helpless towards me and can only..."

Wayne shook his head and laughed: "Prepare yourself mentally. Though she has a good temper, if she really gets angry, I dare not provoke her."

Risa spoke dryly: "Mister Wayne, may I boldly ask, when Sister Mona gets angry, will you be joining her against me?"

"Absolutely not!"

"Then I am relieved, I will strive for her forgiveness."

Risa took out a handkerchief to wipe his sweat, performed worriedly for Wayne, fully giving face to the Archangel.

In his heart, he didn’t care about Secretary Mona at all.

If not for climbing the hierarchy of the Archangel, a small nun from a church district would never receive his proper attention in this lifetime.

Not at all scared!

Thinking of this, Risa cautiously asked: "Mister Wayne, I heard Sister Mona is pregnant, is it true or false?"

"Regardless of the truth, your gift must not be absent."

"Of course."

Risa nodded and then said: "As it turns out, besides you, Mister Wayne, another Reincarnated Angel had his secretary conceive a lineage."

Committing to Hexuno, Risa did not act anymore. Loyal only to Hexuno, he revealed important information about a few other Reincarnated Angels.

For instance, Archibald/Vikul left behind blood in the mortal world.

Wayne immediately perked up, amused: "Who, Kel, I mean, did Kiraal rear-end while driving a tank?"

"No, it’s Lord Vikul."

"Ah?!"

Wayne mulled over it; Vikul was Archibald, the gentle angel who kept losing his temper.

No wonder he had such a bad temper; it turns out waking up to find oneself an honest person could do that.

However, heritage wasn’t that big of an issue; every royal family and court had Angel Blood, and the Windsor Royal Family even carried Michael’s blood.

The Kingdom of Heaven’s Vice-Regent had led charges head-on; Vikul should not care about such a black mark in history.

Wayne wasn’t clear; Vikul’s anger had many sources, leaving behind blood in a daze was one aspect, but the majority stemmed from betrayal by his own and the Pope’s plot against him.

A moment later, Wayne understood the reason, seeing Pope Risa’s innocent face made him roll his eyes: "Well done, don’t do it again, be sure to take good care of Titus, she’s a good nun."

"Understood, sir."

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Night fell, the evening veil low.

In a certain town in southern Enoelia, the tranquil moonlight poured onto the stone-paved road of the small town, glimmering faintly, laying out a silver path leading to dreams.