Restarting the myth.

Chapter 300 Prince Douglas
After getting the information, Wayne took a quick look at it and was surprised at the family business the princess had built up over the years.

No wonder it has to be cleaned up. If the Queen sees it, it won’t be as simple as just house arrest for the princess.

"Tsk tsk, the princess is really ambitious. If you don't know, you would think the queen is going to die soon."

"There is no such saying. I can do all this because of my mother's empowerment and permission." Juno said without blushing.

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

Wayne patted his butt and signaled the secretary to pack the documents. "It's late at night. I won't disturb you three. Give me a few days. I will deal with these stains as soon as possible."

"thank you very much for your help."

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

Alyssa was very puzzled. Juno's growing environment made her cautious in everything and she would never trust anyone easily, but Wayne was an exception.

If Wayne had any ideas about those documents, he could have handed them over to the Queen directly, and Juno would have been doomed.

Unless the Heavenly Father Church can sweep across the God-chosen Continent again, it will never be able to turn things around.

"He is a reincarnated angel who represents the faith of the Heavenly Father Church. I don't believe he can trust anyone else. Besides, I also have the secrets of the Landau family, so I'm not afraid of him messing around."

Juno lifted Alyssa's chin, bit her red lips and lingered for a while. When her breathing became rapid, she teased, "What's wrong, my fiancé, you have a lot of opinions about Wayne!"

Tell me, are you jealous?

Alyssa did have a point, and said bluntly: “Your trust in him is too sudden and inexplicable, just like love.”

"Little fool, I only like you."

"What about future inheritance? If you become king, I won't be able to help you carry on your family line. Have you found the right person?" Alyssa asked.

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

Juno frowned slightly and said hesitantly: "If you haven't found a suitable candidate by then, Wayne is a good choice. His identity, status, and powerful strength make him an excellent choice."

“Look, you clearly have feelings for him.” Alyssa said dissatisfiedly.

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. He is the one who is controlling you."

"I understand, but not anymore."

Juno looked at her palm and said, "You and I both have divine blood. The fog of Lundan can stimulate our potential. In the future, I will only be more powerful than him."

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A black car was driving slowly on the streets of the West District.

Wayne sat in the passenger seat, looking through the documents in the file box. The more he looked, the more excited he became. "It would be a shame to dispose of these resources. Why don't I take them home and use them myself? If Juno asks, I'll say there was a fire in the warehouse."

"Boss, do I have to work overtime tonight?" Mona took the initiative.

"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. The evening gowns they design are very beautiful."

As he spoke, he counted on his fingers: "Veronica, Chris, Willy, Philomena... and the teacher, Willy's mother, Ms. Carter, each of them has to choose a gift."

Mona didn't say anything, knowing that Wayne was best at keeping things balanced and would never treat anyone unfairly. Even Heath and Carter had gifts, so she would definitely not be left out.

I deliberately left her out just to wait for her to get sulky so I can take the opportunity to tease her.

Don’t be angry!

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

Mona wore a red evening gown, her long wavy hair was tied up, and she wore an expensive gem pendant on her chest.

Since there were no gifts for anyone else, Wayne bought a bunch of things specifically for her.

In this occasion, in this atmosphere, if nothing happens, it would be a shame to have such romantic flowers and candlelight.

Mona's heart was beating faster and faster. She was curious why Wayne suddenly took the initiative today. He had clearly said before that their relationship was not there yet and needed to be cultivated. She couldn't bear to bully her and make her obey his orders.

"Mona, why is your face so red?" Wayne raised his red wine and clinked glasses with her.

I have to say that Fla's training skills are quite excellent. Under his unremitting training, Wayne's appearance, temperament and even words and deeds are extremely elegant when he pretends to be a gentleman, and he can easily capture the hearts of ladies.

Mona took a look, and perhaps because of the alcohol or some other reason, her eyes gradually became blurry.

Realizing that she had lost her composure, she picked up the wine glass and took a sip to hide her embarrassment, and swallowed the saliva that was secreted because of her desire for Wayne's body.

Wayne picked up the red wine and walked behind Mona, looking down at the abyss from a high position, and commented: "Compared to the gemstone, the cross pendant is more suitable for you."

"I'll change it right away."

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

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

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

Outstanding effect.

Mona was distracted by the silky little combo. If you asked her what the name of St. Paul's Cathedral was, she would definitely not be able to answer.

After the kiss, Mona's heart was intoxicated. She bit her lower lip and looked at Wayne, her soft eyes full of tears.

That night, in Mona's villa bedroom.

There was a faint glow of holy light and the sound of wings flapping...

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The next day is dawn.

Mona opened her eyes dazed, and recalled what happened last night, which was still a little unbelievable.

At this time, the door opened and Wayne came in with a tray of food. He fed her intimately and provided her with meticulous service.

It’s still a technique I practiced outside.

"Boss, is this too offensive to you?"

"Like it?"

"like."

"If you like it, keep offending me, because I like Mona too."

Wayne lowered his head and gave her a deep kiss, whispering, "Some time ago, a teacher reminded me that I was too selfish. I neglected your feelings and only considered myself. I apologize and will definitely correct it in the future."

Mona's eyes were filled with tears, and she hugged Wayne tightly: "My master, I am your servant on earth. You have given me so much. I only ask that you don't forget me when you return to heaven."

"No way. Even for you, I will not return to heaven."

Wayne grabbed Mona's hand, interlaced their fingers, and the Golden Rule inspired the golden stigmata: "This is my promise to you. Keep my word. If I break my promise, let me go to hell."

This time it was not a technique that I practiced outside, I only told it to Mona.

Mona was deeply moved and held the cross pendant on her chest: "Master, there is something wrong with the Pope's gift. It amplified my desire for you and made me want to keep your blood."

"No wonder you were so active last night."

"..."

Mona blushed. From the perspective of a pure nun, she was not pure at all, she was sinful.

"I like the gift from Jiao Huang very much. I am very satisfied. I will ask him for a few more if I have the chance. As for your desire..."

Wayne hugged Mona: "Okay, whatever you want, I will give it to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Wayne felt dizzy and all he could see was holy light and wings.

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

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

"Boss, where is the princess's briefcase? I have to get to work."

"No, your job is to accompany me. I will let Regina and the others handle these matters."

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

Mona frowned slightly. She didn't like Ottilia and Regina very much. Besides her dislike for the succubus of hell, the two of them called themselves secretaries and took away her few exclusive titles.

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

"They have an advantage when operating at night..."

Wayne wanted to say something, but seeing that Mona insisted on working overtime, he shrugged and said, "Okay, you go and lead them to complete the task, but if that happens, I, the boss, will have no one to accompany me at night. Can you really bear it?"

Mona tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time and was eager to try it. After hearing what Wayne said, she was indeed a little reluctant.

From the perspective of a nun, this is called degradation, but from the perspective of faith, this is called service, and even the Pope would say it is a good thing.

Mona had no shame at all. How could a nun have any bad intentions? She was just completing the task assigned by the Pope.

She leaned over and whispered in Wayne's ear, and the latter suddenly realized: "That makes sense. Going to the library tonight will neither affect your completion of the task nor your ability to accompany me."

Early in the morning and late at night.

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

It was agreed that the secretary would do the work when there was something to do and would do the work when there was nothing to do. But it turned out that all the secretaries had work to do, leaving him with nothing to do and could only play cards with Pale Nest in the office.

It's boring to play cards with two people. If the black elf is still here, they can play a game of Landlord. Speaking of the black elf, Wayne hasn't contacted the other party's mind for a long time, and he doesn't know what Anastasia is like now.

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

Unless you can't help it.

Wayne was struggling over whether to contact the other party. He had mastered the method of allowing his followers to maintain their self-identity, which could effectively delay their desire for faith and prevent Anastasia from falling from a pure dark elf to a thorough dark elf.

If they could be contacted, it would cause trouble to Anastasia and accelerate her downfall, which would damage her own reputation and would not be worth it.

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

With the form of 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 problem here, you'd better come and take a look."

Mona's voice came in his mind. Wayne accurately positioned himself, climbed out the window and landed on the ground. His body blended into the darkness, accelerating forward like the Dark Knight himself blending into the darkness and teleporting.

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South District Dock Warehouse.

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

Wayne himself reached the level of a golden wizard, and the strength of the spirits of vengeance took a big step forward. Coupled with the magic power that Wayne continuously provided, their actual combat output was very terrifying.

If gold is like this, then the legendary realm must be sky-high.

With such a huge fortune, it would be a shame not to rebel!
Inside the warehouse.

Four figures are exchanging opinions.

Mona, the organizer and leader of this action, Ottilia and Regina, who are responsible for the execution and leadership of the team, and Flora, the lifelike former Saint of the Church of Nature.

The body is Flora's, and inside is a vengeful spirit whose turn it is to possess a body today.

On the ground in front of the four people, a group of people in black robes were lying in a mess. In the center, the candle had been extinguished, and the red inverted pentagram was particularly conspicuous.

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

Including the seven demon 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 coming. 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 preparing to attack St. Paul's Cathedral!" said the Spirit of Vengeance who was holding Flora's body.

As she spoke, she moved closer to Wayne, smiling, which went to waste Flora's elegant saintly temperament and mature face.

Sister, just say something, why are you standing so close to me?
Wayne rolled his eyes. He remembered that this spirit of vengeance was named Lisbeth. She was cheerful and lively. She was always present when there were quarrels in the girls' dormitory. She was a bad role model in the eyes of her colleagues and a thorn in the eyes of her leader.

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 supplies stored by the princess to summon the power of the devil of hell. The target is St. Paul's Cathedral."

The queen used the princess's resources to attack the Vatican's influence in Lendan, and thus put the blame on the princess...

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

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

"what?!"

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

On the side, Ottilia, who had transformed into a succubus, was speechless in every aspect.

The younger sisters under her knew that she and Wayne were in love, and they spread gossip and rumors all day long, and they couldn't stop them. As for Lisbeth, she didn't really want to be close to Wayne, she just provoked her for fun.

It is also called assist, using pressure to drive power.

It's exciting, but what's the point of using Flora's body? Doesn't she know that this person was her teacher when she was alive?
How can it be so exciting!
Is it to stimulate her or to stimulate 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 death warriors 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 fighting in the royal family is too troublesome. If I had known this, I would not have participated in it."

Wayne secretly felt a headache. He just wanted to help Juno solve her worries, but he never expected that the Spirit of Vengeance would actually find out something while investigating.

What was found out was also related to the Queen.

If you say the queen is evil, she is doing this to consolidate her regime. If you say her motives are pure, she is connected with the devil of hell.

Can those things of the devil be good?

Naturally, when the senior leaders of the Church headquarters come, they can all stand on the moral high ground and make comments.

"Boss, the Queen wants the princess to draw a line between herself and the Church of the Heavenly Father, or at least to create 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, and Wayne doesn't know what to do.

If we leave it alone, St. Paul's Cathedral will suffer. Gunther and Atlee are decent people and do not deserve this misfortune.

If we help St. Paul's Cathedral overcome the difficulties, the princess will be the one who will suffer. It will also deepen the Queen's fear of the Holy See, and the next actions will only be more tough.

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

Wayne thought carefully and decided that it would be wrong to stand by and watch someone die: "Mona, 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 of the letter came from the hidden power of the Holy Father's Church in London. She will be more afraid of the Holy Father's Church out of fear.

The conflict escalates and there is no solution.

Wayne knew there was no good solution to the problem, so he decided to go find Austin tomorrow and persuade him to take down the Queen completely.

As long as Austin sacrifices his own interests for the greater good, he will definitely be able to sleep with the queen. In the future, London will have a lot more free time.

At least there won't be a tragedy where the princess overestimates her own abilities and summons the devil, the devil attacks the cathedral at night, and the archbishop dies fighting!
Mona nodded. She was not satisfied with Wayne's compromise approach. He favored the royal family and caused her own people to suffer injustice.

In her opinion, since the royal family is entangled with the devil, they should replace the king who can represent justice and light.

Coincidentally, she just happened to know such a person, and it would be a waste of her talent if she didn't become a king.

But since Wayne has arranged it this way, Mona will only obey orders unconditionally.

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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 elegant long hair draped over her shoulders. She stood in front of the window and looked at the bright moon.

At this moment, 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, and was about thirty years old. He had handsome features and was very handsome. Every move he made was full of the aristocratic elegance of the Union Jack of London.

Sophia shook her head slightly: "Baron Kimo, it is a bit presumptuous for you to do this."

"What about Douglas's identity?"

Kimo asked with a smile, lifting Sophia's hand and lowering his head to kiss the back of her hand.

There are at least 8,000 Douglas names in Windsor, but if he stands next to the Queen, people can only think of one person - Prince Douglas.

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

Austin: It's really outrageous.

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

The couple has a very good relationship, the prince loves the god of war, and the queen is pure and innocent...

The prince is indeed a pure lover of war, but the queen's purity is questionable. Her ex-boyfriend is a famous playboy who mastered many skills before marriage.

Since first love doesn’t understand love at all, Douglas just treated it as if nothing happened, and the couple still have a very good relationship.

Sophia smiled and took her hand back. Facing her husband's display of affection, she sternly lectured him, "Baron Kimo, you have overstepped your bounds."

"It was the Queen's fault first. Your indecent clothing gave my subordinates improper thoughts."

The two of them exchanged glances and were in high spirits.

If Wayne saw this scene, he would definitely give up the idea of ​​letting Auston become a third party. Besides the pure love god's disgust for the Minotaur, there is also the relationship between the couple.

Austin is already a thing of the past. The Queen doesn’t even have him in her eyes, and probably doesn’t have him in her heart either.

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

"It is indeed a big event."

Douglas said slowly, "I have solved the problem of reducing the number of staff in the Ministry of Magic. There are two legendary wizards from Frank who are willing to join Windsor. You can make arrangements and someone will succeed Alan."

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

"Who?" Sophia asked in surprise.

"Dark Church!"

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