Restarting the myth.

Chapter 126 The Heart of Playing Holy Light Is Dirty

The Cathedral Quiet Room.

The dome is a huge rose window, which renders colorful light and shadow. The mottled and colorful scene makes people feel like they are in a dream, and their minds fall into the illusion of weightlessness.

A white cross as tall as a person hangs on the wall. The colorful light cannot fall on it. It is always pure white without a trace of extra color.

Mona stood in the center of the quiet room, with a complex and mysterious holy light array under her feet. She bathed in the light and felt her soul being cleansed. The devil had left her.

Atlee called Archbishop Gunther, and the two stood outside the holy light circle. Atlee handed the holy grail filled with holy water to Mona and encouraged her with a smile.

Archbishop Gunther has a middle-aged appearance, with a fair face and no beard. In fact, his real age is older than Atli.

As a golden wizard, Atli participated in too many battles. When he was young, he did not know how to restrain himself. He relied on the holy light magic and was not afraid of death and injury. He was outnumbered on the battlefield and would use his rage at any time.

As he gets older, the hidden injuries left over the years have accelerated his aging process. Although he can still use Wushuang, his hands and feet are not as nimble as when he was young. Recently, he is considering switching to a civilian job.

At the same time, Atley's temper has been restrained a lot. Although he seems majestic, he is actually very easy to talk to, especially to his subordinates, whom he cares for like a kind father.

Archbishop Gunther, on the other hand, is a man of clear principles, having transformed from a good-natured man in his youth to a douchebag now.

Time is a butcher's knife that makes civilian employees hard-hearted and warriors on the battlefield look sick and soft.

Mona held the holy water in her mouth and looked at the two leaders respectfully.

Archbishop Gunther nodded and activated the magic circle. The holy light spread like mist and tide, transforming into white ribbons that wrapped around Mona's body, tightly covering her from head to toe.

The cross on the wall cast a shadow, just behind Mona.

Mona relaxed, her mind was freed, and a white ribbon slowly unfolded, expressing her thoughts in the form of words and graphics.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy and missing out on important intelligence, Gunther did not immediately dispel the thoughts that were parasitic in Mona's body. He asked, "Who is the attacker? Who is the devil of faith?"

A faceless portrait appeared on the belt, followed by a string of words: "He uses blood magic and originally believed in the Blood Tyrant of Hell. But during my pursuit, he encountered another powerful devil, and his mind was tampered with by the devil. He changed his name to Bruce, and his beliefs also changed."

Wayne's blow was neither light nor heavy. Mona fainted but not completely. She vaguely heard the Thousand Eyed Demon's voice. The clearest times she heard it were when his dirty hands touched her butt.

Mona did not mention the sexual harassment incident, and considered herself unlucky. She told the story of how Wayne's will was violently twisted by the Thousand-Eyed Demon, and he became its pawn and was forced to give up his original beliefs.

It’s the Thousand-Eyed Demon!

Atley and Gunther looked at each other and saw their own guesses in each other's eyes. They had received information from Jianhe County that the Thousand-Eyed Demon had successfully descended and had stolen many treasures from St. Dominic's Cathedral.

For example, the holy shroud.

The enemy rose from the devil's disciple to the devil himself, and Gunther continued to ask questions with a serious expression.

The belt showed all of Mona's words, and the parts that were difficult to express were directly illustrated: "The devil is hidden under Lundan, but the entrance is not in the sewers. It is an ancient or abandoned city, and one needs to go through a portal to enter and exit."

"A city projected from hell. The devil projects his own territory onto the human world." Atley murmured, his expression becoming serious.

The Thousand-Eyed Demon's descent was very successful, and the Holy Shroud played an indispensable role in this. The Thousand-Eyed Demon's abilities were exerted to the greatest extent. Although he was not as terrifying as he was in hell, he was definitely several times stronger than when he descended normally.

Mona continued, "Bruce was controlled by the devil, who gave him a mission, and then he gave the mission to me, asking me to find the one in Lundan..."

"I've seen that alchemy array in the Seventh Forbidden Technique. After the six hundred and sixty-six corpses of the heretics are stitched together, the entrance to hell will appear in the chest cavity of the corpse demon..."

"Bruce asked me to put together a list of sixty-six..."

"He planted two orders in my mind: not to commit suicide, and not to tell others about his existence..."

But you still said it! x2
Atley and Gunther looked at each other. The other party seemed not very smart. If it was not a problem with his IQ, then he must have a misunderstanding of the Vatican's methods.

"His mind is polluted, so it's not surprising that he made such a low-level mistake," said Atley.

"Maybe..."

Gunther agreed with Atlee's inference, but not completely, and then asked, "What else do you know about the devil?"

"The devil has summoned a large number of black magicians to serve him and gathered them in the underground ancient city. One of the leaders, named Jerif, said when he was recruiting Bruce that the devil was brewing a big conspiracy. If it succeeds, it will be enough to destroy the entire power of the Church in Lundan."

There was a golden light in Atli's eyes, and Gunther frowned again. It was such detailed information, so detailed that he seemed to be at the scene. He knew everything as soon as the devil gave the order.

Unreasonable and weird everywhere!
Gunther made a guess, first of all, it was certain that the cultist named Bruce was a big problem.

Bruce played a huge role in ensuring Mona was able to bring back the information alive, and it is very likely that he did it on purpose.

Gunther would not be naive enough to believe in a cultist. The fact that Bruce can use blood magic shows that the Blood Tyrant has placed a big bet on him and he is definitely not just an ordinary believer.

There are only two possibilities for asking Mona to bring back information. One is that Bruce is not controlled by the Thousand Eyes Demon, and he hopes to use the help of the Holy See to eradicate the Thousand Eyes Demon.

This operation is devilish!

The second possibility is that Bruce has been completely controlled by the Thousand Eyes Demon, and it was the Thousand Eyes Demon's instruction to let Mona bring back the information. The devil has even more terrifying plans, and he actively sent out the information in order to confuse the Vatican and let down their vigilance.

The second operation was also very devilish, but the loophole was too big. Gunther thought that he could see through it at a glance, so there was no need for the devil to waste his efforts.

Well, it is not ruled out that the devil saw through his thoughts and did it on purpose.

"Archbishop, Bruce asked me to provide a list and show up on time at 11 o'clock tonight at the West District apartment where I live." Mona's words appeared on the belt, and after she finished speaking, she felt relaxed.

"I'll show you what I can do tonight!"

"If you dare to touch my butt, I'll chop your claws off!"

"..." x2
Atley and Gunther looked at the words appearing on the straps, thinking that the child had suffered, and they would definitely give her an explanation when the time came.

Atlee interrupted the awkwardness: "Gunther, the information is enough, let her go, dispel the evil thoughts, she should not continue to suffer."

"No, the intelligence is far from enough. For example, regarding the portal, the Thousand-Eyed Demon still has the initiative." Gunther shook his head.

"What do you mean?"

Atli's heart skipped a beat and he had a bad feeling.

"I need Mona to continue undercover."

"How can this be……"

Atli's voice rose an octave, and in order to take care of Mona's feelings, he quickly lowered his voice and said, "You can see that she has made great sacrifices. If she continues to stay with the devil, she may not be able to retain her purity."

Atli: He dared to touch my butt last night, and he dared to touch my chest tonight. He will have a child the day after tomorrow.

"Can you find the portal? If we free her now, the clue will be cut off. Where can we find Bruce and how can we stop the Thousand Eyes Demon?"

Gunther glared at Atley fiercely, and when he saw that he was about to say something, he interrupted him directly: "No matter what the devil's plan is, the least it can do is to destroy the power of the Holy See in Lundan. What qualifications do you have to be soft-hearted? Wait until the day you become the archbishop!"

Atley was choked so much that his face turned red and his neck became thick. He gasped and glared at Gunther: "Sending my father's child to the devil and expelling the devil in this way, what is the difference between us and the devil?"

The difference between one person and a city!

Gunther came up with the answer in his heart but never said it out loud. He looked at Atley and told him his guess.

"You suspect that Bruce was not controlled by the Thousand-Eyed Demon, and that Mona's return with the information was intentional?" Atley was greatly surprised, but after calming down and thinking about it, he felt that it was indeed possible.

However, these are just speculations and assumptions, and they cannot be supported without evidence.

Mona heard the low voice conversation between the two. The body wrapped in white cloth was silent for a moment, and a line of words slowly emerged on the belt: "Archbishop, Captain, I am willing to continue undercover, and I am not afraid even if I sacrifice myself."

The devil was right. If someone had to sacrifice, why couldn't it be her? If many people had to lose their lives, why couldn't she be the only one who lost everything?

Seeing Mona's awareness, Atli was both relieved and angry, glaring at Gunther beside him.

This old guy must have done it on purpose. You could have pulled him outside and explained it to him!
Gunther did it on purpose. He sighed and said, "Mona, you are an excellent clergyman. Your faith is beyond doubt. Don't worry, I will not let your purity be tainted by sin."

Gunther controlled the Holy Light Array to separate the evil thoughts in Mona's body and sealed them. The seal was perfect, ensuring that Mona could hear the devil's whispers but would not be at his mercy.

At the same time, because it is only a seal and not an expulsion, Bruce will not realize that Mona is out of control.

Gunther narrowed his eyes slightly. This way, not only can Mona retain her independent will during her undercover period, but she can also test whether Bruce is controlled by the Thousand Eyes Demon. This is crucial!

The seal was completed, the white bands disappeared, and Mona stood there with a normal expression, not feeling depressed or desperate about the impending tragic fate.

"The spirit of sacrifice, it would be great if it were you..."

Gunther murmured, then asked, "What's going on with the detective agency? How's the investigation going?"

"Wayne is very wary of me, and I can hardly find time to be alone with him." Mona was helpless. Compared with the youthful female college students around her boss, she was already an old woman.

"It doesn't matter. When this matter is over, I will send a commission to the detective agency. Then you can stay with him and you will definitely find out something."

After Gunther finished speaking, he looked at Mona deeply and said meaningfully: "Your spirit of sacrifice is worthy of encouragement, but the Vatican has not yet reached the point where you young people should sacrifice yourself. Don't put too much pressure on yourself. I will prepare the list and give it to Bruce tonight. Keep an eye on him. He trusts you very much now. Get more information from you."

Can you still get information?

Mona was surprised and nodded to show that she understood.

In addition...

Why is there a list?
"Why is there a list? Do you know which cultists are hiding in Lendan?" Atley said unhappily. Gunther had an independent intelligence system hidden from him.

"I know a little, but not much."

Gunther mentioned briefly that he did have an independent intelligence system, which was related to the Windsor royal family, or to be more precise, to the Free Mage Alliance.

The Free Mages League believes in everything and accepts everyone, including the belief in hell.

Gunther once worked with the League of Free Mages to eradicate some of the faith, leaving behind some minor characters that were not worthy of being used for fishing.

Resisting the devil's arrival is like defending a city. The devil can fail ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times, but as long as he succeeds once, it will be considered a complete success.

On the contrary, the Holy See cannot afford to lose even once.

Gunther has been the archbishop for many years and his character has become increasingly mature. He is not as paranoid as Atley. In order to defend the city, he does not mind using some tricks.

Things have their priorities, and he knows what he should do and when, even when working with 'Bruce'.

Such were his principles as Archbishop!

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That night.

Eleven pm.

Wayne crawled out of the sewer and arrived at Mona's house as promised.

Before coming, he asked Abin to wait for three hours to confirm that Mona returned home alone and there was no ambush nearby.

This was good news but also bad news for Wayne. He had tried so hard to flirt with her, but no one from the Vatican responded.

"No wonder you've fallen. Your thinking is rigid. You deserve to be suppressed..."

Wayne pried open the door and used two paper clips to open the door of the villa. Seeing Mona sitting upright on the sofa, he smiled coldly and said, "You knew I was coming but you didn't open the door. Do you want a reward?"

Mona frowned and refused to reply.

Wayne curled his lips, looking a little unhappy, and tried to test: "It's summer now, long clothes and long pants, why are you wearing so many clothes? Take them all off, it's an eyesore."

Mona's eyes widened with anger. Sensing the voice coming from the sealed mind, she reluctantly unbuttoned her long coat and trousers.

The underwear is so white!

Wayne raised his eyebrows, feeling even more disappointed. If his guess was correct, there was no chance that he would get the list he wanted.

He glared at Mona unhappily: "You look so beautifully dressed, but your underwear taste is so bad. You are so ugly. Go and put on your stockings."

Mona put on her stockings without saying a word, and looked at the unsuspecting Wayne, wishing she could stab him to death with a sword.

It's a pity that I can't stab it.

An undercover agent must have the awareness of being an undercover agent, and she is mentally prepared to sacrifice everything.

"Did you bring what I wanted?" Wayne asked casually.

"Brought it."

Mona took out a file envelope from the drawer in the living room and put it in Wayne's hand. The latter opened it and looked at it with a frown.

No more, no less, exactly sixty-six!
"This……"

Wayne took a deep breath and stared at Mona in front of him: "What is your status in the Vatican? Tell the truth and don't hide it."

"A member of the tactical team, responsible for killing the devil's followers." Mona looked at Wayne and said word by word.

Why are you looking at me? I'm not a devil, you know I'm an undercover, I just look like one.

Wayne looked at the file again and confirmed that the information he had handed out had been received by someone.

Taking back what I said before, the Holy See has been able to stand for a thousand years. It does have something going for it, at least it has no shortage of smart people.

But...

While looking at the list, Wayne glanced at Mona, who was only wearing underwear and stockings.

Shabby, so shabby!
Sure enough, those who play with Holy Light have dirty hearts. In order to obtain information, they actively sacrifice kind and honest people. He feels ashamed when he sees it.

"Probably not. Maybe I'm overthinking it."

Wayne put down the file. If possible, he hoped that the person he would cooperate with would be as great and glorious as he was, rather than using the devil's methods to fight the devil.

"Come here and sit here."

Wayne patted his thigh and asked Mona to sit on the whip.

He could sense that his thoughts still existed in Mona's body, and he hoped that the Holy See would save face and not go to such extremes for a little information.

Mona clenched her fists and sat on Wayne's lap with a stern face.

Wayne: (a`a)
No, something is weird!
He was just talking, and hadn't given any orders with his mind yet. How could he cooperate so well...

You can already resist my orders, right?
“Hehehe——”

Wayne patted his silk legs, looked at the expressionless profile, and suddenly felt like teasing a decent girl. Bah, what he meant was that the development of the situation suddenly became interesting.

We all saw it, there was no coercion, it was voluntary.

"Get off, you're too fat."

Wayne drove away the unself-respecting female monk, put away the list, and slapped the alchemy book on Mona's chest: "Second task, prepare the things in the alchemy book. I will pick it up tomorrow."

"Remember, not even one thing can be missing, everything must be prepared!!"

"..."

Mona looked at Wayne in confusion. How could such an important thing as the alchemy book be given to her so easily?

Could it be that what the Grand Master said was right? He trusts me very much?
No, this is probably not as simple as trust...

Mona narrowed her eyes slightly, thought of an impossible possibility, and decided to get some more information to confirm her guess.

She sat down on Wayne's lap.

"???"

(End of this chapter)