Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 386 - 182 He Can’t Be Stumped at All_2

Then she was toyed with carelessly by a scumbag, deeply mistaking it for love.

Without much idle chatter, Wayne found a team member and warmly shielded them in front of himself, sharing his own intelligence, "I just encountered Priestess Dorin outside, she has betrayed us, joining forces with a Legendary Mage from the Magic Department, and she’s also working with the Devil. She wants to kill you to become the next High Priest."

Philomena remained silent without responding, quickened her pace, and moments later replied, "Did you kill her?"

Although Wayne wasn’t a Golden Mage, he was full of secrets. Philomena never doubted his strength, and also believed he had the ability to defeat Dorin.

"No, you are the High Priest, it should be for you to handle."

"Thank you."

Philomena sincerely exclaimed, her young boyfriend was too sensible, considerate in every small way, by comparison, she was becoming more childish lately.

If this was love, she hoped the storm would come even more fiercely.

"I used the flesh and blood of a Star Beast to defeat Dorin. While she was confused, I extracted intelligence from her. The traitor in the Magic Department is Deputy Minister Obu Windsor, a member of the Royal Family. He has known Dorin for a long time, and controlled the influence of the Moonlight Church in Lundan through her."

"Obu deceived Dorin by pretending to join the Moonlight Church..."

Wayne quickly recounted how the two came to know each other. As a Priestess of the Moonlight Church, Dorin was constrained everywhere in Lundan and faced numerous difficulties imposed by the Magic Department.

Obu extended a helping hand, assisted Dorin through several crises, and after gaining her trust, he learned the Church’s Faith Magic through her.

With mutual affection on both sides, the love blossomed naturally. Dorin deeply believed that Obu would not deceive her, and under his guidance, she took in a group of homeless children under the pretense of cultivating elites for the Church.

"That foolish woman, completely brainwashed by Obu."

Philomena sighed, the poor soul, blindly believing in a love that didn’t exist, making one wrong move after another, leading to today’s tragedy.

Remaining detached, Philomena saw it all very clearly, being certain that the initial crises Dorin faced were all orchestrated by Obu.

Because of the knight-in-shining-armor effect, Dorin subconsciously ignored these potentialities.

Thinking of this, Philomena felt incredibly lucky. Facing almost the same predicament, between a Priestess and a Mage from the Magic Department, Wayne would only feel sympathy for her.

"The Devil working with Obu is called the Thousand-Eyed Demon. It had previously descended upon Lundan, and Obu had retained some of its consciousness..." freewebnoveℓ.com

Wayne, looking at Philomena’s retreating figure, spoke the intelligence with a trembling heart, fearing she might take a hint from it.

"Mina, among the children Dorin took in, one possesses Divine Blood, a descendant of the gods!"

"There is such a thing?!"

Philomena was shocked, stopping in her tracks to have Wayne clarify.

"Let’s get out of here first, talk as we go, we don’t have much time."

Wayne patted his backside, urging Philomena to move faster, and continued, "When I was extracting information, Dorin was confused and responded to everything I asked. I believe she wouldn’t lie..."

Obu had Dorin adopt the children from the orphanage to pursue an elite training route. How they actually found the so-called Divine Child is unclear.

Based on Obu’s manipulation of Dorin, the Magic Department’s policy of repressing the Church will never change. If the Moonlight Church wants to rise in Lundan, it must meet conditions of public opinion, strength, and more.

Public opinion meant external pressure, essentially multiple churches combining forces to exert pressure on the Magic Department, but this alone wasn’t enough. They needed a front-runner, and for the Moonlight Church, there would be nothing better than the death of a High Priest.

Strength meant internal pressure, requiring someone more powerful than a Legendary Mage to be in charge. In the complexity of various factions’ manipulations, Divine Blood was undoubtedly the best choice.

Dorin said a lot at the time. Wayne filtered out the superfluous details, summarizing that Obu wanted to possess Kris Lettie to take one step further through the bloodline of the gods.

This was a conjecture based on current intelligence. Dorin was just a pawn; Obu could not possibly have disclosed the whole truth, and there must be a bigger conspiracy at play.

Otherwise, Obu would have taken action already, not needing to wait for the Devil to appear, risking being betrayed by the Devil in the deal.

Wayne was curious about what role the Thousand-Eyed Demon played in the plan. The Devil wouldn’t willingly be just a tool; the Thousand-Eyed Demon certainly had its own agenda.

After hearing the intelligence, Philomena furrowed her brows and said coldly, "The Divine Child is the adoptive son of the Church’s Priestess, a blessing from the Goddess to the Church. I won’t let them harm that child."

Wayne nodded repeatedly, he felt the same way.

"Wayne, what is the child’s name?"

"Kris Lettie."

"..."

Philomena once again stopped in her tracks, sizing up Wayne, and felt the need to remind him, "She’s still a child, stay away from her in the future, if anything, come at me."

"But I am a child too!"

Wayne felt extremely wronged. They were both children, so why should he be oppressed by an aunt, and why couldn’t Kris be with someone she liked?

Picking on the honest ones, right?

"You’re different, your mind isn’t like a child’s, you are mature."

Philomena stammered, in any case, Wayne already had her, and when it came to love, one must be faithful and not desire others while already having someone.

As Philomena spoke these words, her pressure mounted. Although she trusted in her own charm and believed her young boyfriend wouldn’t betray her...

Kris was indeed very young, her youthfulness fresh enough to exude vibrancy.

As the two walked and stopped intermittently, Philomena, using a formula, deduced the answer and led Wayne out of the chaotic space.

What met their eyes was the ancient city ruins that Wayne was all too familiar with, broken walls, and utter desolation without any sign of life.