Restarting the myth.

Chapter 320 Contact the Dark Goddess, I want to hear her voice

Apart from anything else, Bonn is indeed an honest man. If he said the battle would be over within 30 seconds, he would end the battle within 30 seconds.

He didn't let Wayne and Yvette wait too long. He spread out the life field with his first foot and dissipated it with his second foot, taking less than ten seconds in total.

Wayne looked at his watch, then at Bonn who was being stepped on by Delain, and subconsciously complained: "Delain, why are you rewarding him?"

This is also called a reward, isn’t it too high-class?
What about you, kid? Are you often stepped on by Philomena and Chris?
Delain looked down at the legendary wizard at his feet, motionless. The glaring red blood slowly spread out and gathered into a pool in a few seconds.

She wiped the blood off her white leather shoes and walked to Wayne in two steps: "How long?"

"Eight seconds."

"Tsk, it took eight seconds. I must have neglected my training, causing my strength to decline."

"Who said it wasn't true? You play cards every day, so how can you have time to exercise?"

"Damn it, from today on, I'm going to stop drinking!"

The two of them sang the same tune, almost like they were cast in the same mold. Yvette was quite speechless watching, thinking that they were made for each other and deserved to be a pair of adults.

Bourne was still lying on the ground, his face as big as his eyes, bleeding quietly without making any sound, trying to leave by becoming invisible.

Wayne didn't say anything to him. He was just a passerby and there was no need to feel embarrassed. Although the posture he fell to the ground was indeed very embarrassing, the way he pretended to be cool just now was very handsome.

Not everyone dares to speak loudly to the God-chosen Knight!

He would check the surrounding shelves by himself, and when he came across a file that interested him, he would open it and read it directly.

Delain also looked through the information. One never stops learning. There is no fool among the God-chosen Knights. Every one of them is a top student with amazing knowledge reserves.

Because it is more convenient to fly bricks when one is strong, they seldom use this knowledge, which makes them look like reckless men.

Bonn was still lying there. After making sure that no one was paying attention to him, he stood up silently and wiped the blood off his face with his sleeve.

He was too strong, he was no match at all. If the other party hadn't greeted him politely, he wouldn't have lasted even eight seconds.

So, who's new here?
Bonn looked at Wayne and Delain who were looking through the files, but didn't dare to disturb them. He quietly slipped to Yvette's side and put on a modest smile: "Mr. Deputy Minister, do you know who this elegant, graceful, outstanding and beautiful lady is?"

Life is like this, it bent the backbone of the legendary wizard.

Yvette sighed faintly and did not take the opportunity to make things difficult for Bonn: "This is the knight chosen by the Moonlight Goddess to walk in the world."

Bonn: ==(灬;)
Moon Knight!

When Bourne learned that the strong man who killed him instantly was Moonlight Knight, he immediately stopped feeling ashamed. Not only that, he also felt that he had misunderstood Wayne. The ladder was Yvette, and it was his own mistake that he failed to seize the opportunity given by his leader.

I hope the leader will give him another chance because he humbly admits his mistakes.

"Bonn, you haven't answered my question just now. What are you doing here?" Yvette asked with a dark face, knowing the answer.

She was appointed by Auston and Sophia to supervise the entire Ministry of Magic on behalf of Wayne. Bon made a big mistake by breaking into the Ministry of Magic at night, and he was also a criminal, so he was bound to suffer a lot.

Don’t even think about salary, you’ll be working for nothing for the next ten years.

Bonn hesitated, evaded the question, and could not come up with a suitable excuse.

He came here to move away his research results and burn down the warehouse to erase the evidence. These things can be done, but they cannot be said. They are two different things with two different costs.

Yvette said expressionlessly, "I will report this to the Minister and Deputy Minister Austin. Be prepared."

"Can't you give me a chance?"

"Times have changed."

Yvette said only one sentence, and Bonn fell silent.

Things are different now. Austin is going through the property deeds. Things that he could do before are absolutely impossible now. Maybe he can do it in the future, but definitely not at this juncture.

Bourne sighed, then obediently came behind Wayne and explained his research progress on void life and demonstrated his own value.

"That's right. I just happen to be in need of an assistant. You will be the deputy leader of the research group from now on."

Wayne nodded and patted Bonn on the shoulder: "Do a good job. On behalf of the Landau family, I promise you that you will benefit from it in the future."

After saying that, he waved his hand and told Bonn to stay wherever he wanted and not to disturb him while he was studying.

……

Silent all night.

The next day, Wayne drove Delain to a high-end restaurant at the Ministry of Magic headquarters for breakfast, and then returned to the office building to continue looking at the materials.

He did not mention how to deal with Born. The country has its own laws and the family has its own rules. If a prince breaks the law, he will be punished the same as a commoner. He cannot give Born special treatment just because he appreciates his talent.

Yvette should handle it according to the rules, don't kill him or make him stupid, he is still waiting to take advantage of her!

"Hey, how long do you want to see it?"

On the second night, after tasting the local authentic French food, Delain frowned and said, "I know what you want to do. If you don't want to play cards with me, just say so. It's boring to drag it on like this."

"Delaine, I really want to play cards with you, but I'm really busy. As you can see, the rebellion has just been successful. I really don't have time."

Wayne cited facts and examples. The Landau family was dwindling in number, and Auston was the only son, not even a daughter. If he didn't help Auston share the pressure, no one would be qualified to help.

"That's not right. I remember your teacher's name was Xifei Landau, and she had a daughter named Veronica, who was Austin's daughter." Delain retorted immediately. She remembered very clearly that these two had played cards with her in the Frozen Continent.

She may not be able to remember others, but she cannot possibly remember her poker friends wrongly.

"That's not the case. Our family's situation is more complicated..."

Wayne told a reasonable version, breaking down the relationships between the characters and explaining the cause and effect. Delain was overwhelmed. He was very clear at first, but in the end he was completely confused.

"Stop talking nonsense. I don't care about your family's situation. I won't be in London for long. During this time, you must be responsible for playing cards with me." Delain snorted coldly and asked Wayne to turn the car around immediately.

Now, right now, she wanted to see the poker cards, chips, and her poker partners within ten minutes.

The camera turns to the home of the high priest of the Moonlight Church.

Because of the arrival of the Chosen Knight, Philomena's manor was turned into a chess and card room. She couldn't complain because Delain was the Moonlight Knight, and no matter how many people knelt down, they couldn't get her to play cards with them.

If she hadn't climbed up Wayne's high limbs, she wouldn't have had this opportunity.

At the card table, Delain rubbed his hands excitedly and asked Anastasia to deal the cards as soon as possible. It had been more than twenty-four hours since he last sat at the table, and it felt like twenty-four years had passed.

Philomena looked at Anastasia who was dealing the cards warily. According to Chris, the Saint of the Dark Church looked at Wayne in a strange way, and he must be on guard against her.

Although Philomena thought it was impossible, Chris vowed to do it and made a bet as a person who had experienced it.

The bet is so big. If she loses, she will have to listen to Chris at home and call her student "sister".

Can't lose!
Philomena held the cards in her hand and found that Chris on the opposite side was staring at her expressionlessly. She was confused and wondered what had happened.

Chris sighed inwardly, Philomena was good in everything, her looks, figure, and temperament were impeccable. In terms of appearance, she was a perfect woman.

As a teacher, Philomena also took special care of her.

But as a woman in love, Philomena can't do this or that, and is played around by the scumbag. Her innocence is outrageous.

Even though they are clearly competitors, Chris couldn't help but feel sorry for her. How is she going to survive in the future if she has no sense of vigilance at all?

That's how it was. She couldn't last more than three rounds at Willy's hands.

Philomena lacked survival experience and was destined to lose everything at the poker table of love. Chris did not expect her to understand her eyes and asked herself, "Wayne, where have you been all day? Have you been having dinner with the Knight?"

"I'm not eating all the time. I've been doing research recently. I was reading some materials at the Ministry of Magic last night and didn't sleep a wink all night." Wayne skillfully took off his hair and pointed at his red eyes as a testimony.

"Thank you for your hard work. You've been working hard for this family all night."

Chris looked so elegant, like a noble lady, that Philomena swallowed softly. She was just inexperienced, not stupid, and she quickly realized the deeper meaning of Chris' words.

Wayne didn't come back all night, and neither did Delain. Where did these two go last night?

Delain lost the first hand in high spirits, and when he saw Anastasia push her chips in front of Wayne, he grabbed the corner of the table viciously.

In an instant, Wayne and the other two left the table, and Anastasia subconsciously took a step back.

"What are you doing? Do you think I can't afford to lose? Stop looking down on me. This is only the first round!"

It was a bad start, and Delain thought it was bad luck. He let Anastasia continue to deal cards. The first win did not count as a win. Wayne fell into her tactic of showing weakness to the enemy, and he was careless. Now it depended on her to turn the tide.

A headwind is still a wind. No matter what kind of wind it is, if you stand in the wind, even a pig can fly.

After Delain lost nine games in a row, the card table flew up into the ceiling and hung there steadily.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Amidst the chips, Delain pointed at Wayne and said, "Have you noticed that since I started playing cards with you, I have never won once?"

"Ah, is there something wrong?"

Wayne looked confused: "Life is like this, some people are responsible for losing, some are responsible for winning. I'm lucky, so I'm responsible for winning all the time, there's nothing wrong with that."

Bah, how can a gambler always lose?
Even if the goddess of luck favors you, the chances of winning and losing are 50-50. It is impossible to win all the time!

"Say, you cheated!"

“You cheated.”

"It's not me, it's you!"

"It's not me, it's you."

"Hey, you little bastard, wait and see how I deal with you today."

Delain was furious. He took two steps forward and grabbed Wayne's collar. Two seconds later, seeing that no one stopped him and Anastasia looked as if it was her due, he became even angrier.

Who is she looking down on? Her playing cards have always been good.

The more Delain thought about it, the angrier he became. Suddenly he remembered something and said to the lady beside him, "Chris, Wayne and I had a candlelight dinner at Buckingham Palace last night. He recommended a lot of your favorite dishes to me, and then took me to the theater in the Ministry of Magic. But don't think too much about it. We read books all night and didn't do anything else." Why do you need to explain if we didn't do anything else?

Philomena was furious. How could a dignified Moonlight Knight snatch the man of the district high priest? Don’t you see how old you are? How could you have the nerve to do that?

Damn, how did the church become like this!
Philomena was furious and denounced the shameless behavior of an old cow eating young grass. Chris smiled slightly and said, "I see, I just read a book all night. Thank you for clearing up my doubts, Sir Knight. I'm not afraid of you laughing at me. I'm too jealous. If you didn't explain, I would definitely misunderstand Wayne. It's okay now."

How come it’s okay? Even if you don’t mind, I still do!

Philomena was still dissatisfied, and when Chris looked at her, she froze in place.

Chris: Stop staring, this is innocent.

Philomena: Are you sure? Where are the couple you were talking about?

Chris: At least I'm innocent now. She deliberately provoked me and waited for me to make a fool of myself. Don't let her succeed.

Philomena: Yes, teacher.

However, Philomena accepted the advanced experience imparted by Chris with an attitude of humility and learning. The latter had repeatedly charged at the front line and believed that it would not be wrong to believe in the words of veterans.

"Ah, that's all?"

Delane looked at Chris, who looked calm, and then at Philomena, who was comforted. He raised his voice and emphasized, "We had a candlelight dinner, went to the theater hand in hand, and then read a book all night long."

Chris: "..."

And then, why don’t you describe some details? Do you old women become more innocent as you get older?

Delain saw the mockery in Chris's indifference, and his chest rose and fell violently with anger. He lifted Wayne's collar and lowered his head, and then...

There's no after that.

Keep playing cards!

boom!
The table returned to its loyal ceiling.

Delain lost all his money in the card game, and his attempt to sow discord was easily controlled. He was so angry that he swore on the spot that he would quit drinking from that day on and would never reconcile with prostitution and drugs.

Delain lost interest in playing cards, and Anastasia excused herself immediately. Tonight, they were too close to Faith, and several times when the cards were dealt, she almost couldn't control herself and fought back.

If you stay any longer, you won't be able to hold it anymore.

The Saint of the Dark Church fled away, and Wayne frowned as he looked at her back. Judging from her performance, it was impossible for the dark-skinned elf to betray him, but just in case, he still had to ask her in person.

"Philomena, Chris, the Knight will stay here tonight. It's not convenient for you to stay. I'll drive, so come home with me." Wayne smiled innocently, considering Delain.

"No, tonight I have to teach faith magic to the meritorious officials of the church. This is a rare opportunity and they can't leave." Delain raised her hand and waved. With her watching over him tonight, Wayne could not think of traveling around.

As he spoke, he taught the secrets of the Moonlight Church on the spot, leaving Philomena and Chris no chance to refuse.

Playing cards can make people lose their minds, and Delain is the best example. The Moonlight Goddess asked her to keep a good eye on Wayne. Her plan was to use beautiful teachers and students to double seal him. She was so angry that she completely forgot about this.

Wayne shrugged, gave the two women a look, and left sadly under Delain's smug gaze.

Chris: What did I say? There is something wrong with the Saint of the Dark Church. She glanced at Wayne before leaving.

Philomena: So what? A saint must be pure, otherwise the goddess will not let her go.

Chris: The Saint can step down!

Philomena: What should I do?
Chris: Don't panic, she's just an old woman, she can't beat us.

Philomena: Old indeed.

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The black limousine drove away from the High Priest's Manor and stopped at the intersection of the alley after a moment, avoiding the dim street lights in front and behind.

A figure in a black robe walked through the hazy fog and quickly came to the front of the car. He struggled outside the door for a long time before he opened the door and slowly sat in the passenger seat.

The car began to shake.

Two minutes later, Wayne withdrew his hand from Anastasia's shoulder and allowed the black-skinned female elf to return to normal human form.

After the examination, it was found that Anastasia looked like him inside and out, and because of the examination, her condition, which had improved slightly before, had worsened.

There is no possibility of betrayal!

Anastasia panted softly, her black robe hood covering her flushed face, only a strand of red hair hung down, slowly rising and falling with her chest.

Wayne couldn't bear to see Anastasia like that. She was one of the few moral role models he admired and respected. If he continued like this, her condition would only get worse.

Emotionally, Wayne was told that it was time to stop, but rationally, Wayne was told that he had to keep going.

The way the Moonlight Goddess dealt with him was very problematic. The three gods' joint election was already on the Moonlight Goddess's menu. Delain could contact the Moonlight Goddess, and Mura and Leo could also contact the Goddess of Nature and the Sun.

The three goddesses of the Life Alliance all paid attention to him.

Similarly, Anastasia could naturally contact the Dark Goddess. She knew not only about the election of three gods, but also the shocking election of five gods. If the Dark Goddess really knew...

Wayne couldn't bring himself to kill Anastasia. He respected the saint's transcendent moral character, but he had to admit that she put him under great pressure.

He had just checked Anastasia's memory and found that she had never contacted the Dark Goddess. When Anastasia arrived in Lundan, she really wanted to get closer to faith from the bottom of her heart.

I always feel like something is wrong!
The Dark Goddess dispatched believers to be stationed in the Frozen Continent all year round, and also sent messengers to ripen the Dark Knight. Among all the goddesses, she was most concerned about the seal of the Frozen Continent.

There is no reason why the Dark Goddess would not ask a single question after overcoming the crisis.

Wayne took a deep breath and said, "Sir, after the crisis of the seal was lifted, have you contacted Her Majesty the Dark Goddess?"

Anastasia shook her head, took a few deep breaths, and barely controlled her irritability.

Surgery is useful, but there is a prerequisite: try not to come face to face with faith. Once the distance is close, the desire will expand rapidly and the condition will deteriorate sharply, which means that the previous surgery will be in vain.

"Don't panic, I promised you that you have to have faith in me!"

Wayne opened the car door and took Anastasia into the dark alley. Five minutes later, the pale nest crawled into the sewer and left. The second corrective operation was successfully completed.

Wayne took the opportunity of the operation to examine Anastasia again, leaving no corner unchecked and checking thoroughly.

He is one of our own and we regard him as our faith from the bottom of our hearts. There is no possibility of betrayal.

"Am I really overthinking it?"

Wayne frowned, looking at Anastasia who was curled up in the passenger seat like a quail, and said, "Saint, are you still qualified to contact the Dark Goddess now?"

"It's possible to contact, but... it's not as easy as before."

Anastasia said intermittently that the saint was the incarnation of the goddess on earth, who could listen to oracles and carry the goddess' thoughts.

In addition, although communication is two-way, the power of choice lies in the hands of the goddess.

To make an inappropriate analogy, when calling a leader, employees are on call 24 hours a day and are ready to listen to the leader's words at any time. Conversely, when employees call the leader, they may find that the leader is busy.

It was not easy for Anastasia to contact the Dark Goddess. Not only did she need to make a lot of arrangements, but there was also the possibility of failure in the contact. Now the probability of failure was even higher. Although she had never tried it, she knew that the success rate would become lower and lower until she could no longer contact the Dark Goddess.

"That means the goddess can still contact you now, right?"

"Ah."

"..."

Wayne secretly felt a headache, and after struggling for a moment, he asked, "Is it possible that you have served the church for many years and are very tired. You plan to step down as a saint and just want to live an ordinary life in the future?"

Anastasia smiled bitterly. If she resigned from her position as the Saint, she would be completely hopeless. However, she still wanted to struggle.

Of course, if this is a command of faith, she will strictly carry it out without complaint.

Hearing Anastasia's inner voice, Wayne was helpless. He didn't want to order Anastasia to become Senna step by step, but the hidden dangers were too great. In case the Dark Goddess suddenly...

Wait a minute!
Wayne took a deep breath and said, "Sir Saint, is there a possibility that you have already contacted the Dark Goddess?"

Anastasia shook her head, certain that she had not done it. She had been stuck in the frozen continent for a long time, and her desires were insatiable, so she followed her longings and came to Lundan.

"That's a god after all. If she doesn't want you to know, you won't know."

Wayne smiled bitterly: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have returned my body to you. This way, I wouldn't have attracted the attention of the Dark Goddess."

Anastasia turned pale and grabbed Wayne's hand fiercely: "My faith, please believe me, I have not betrayed your thoughts."

Because of Wayne's order, she couldn't call him 'Master'. Normally, she would avoid using Wayne's name, and would choose other honorifics when she couldn't avoid it.

"I believe you, but the goddess... I don't know what she is thinking."

Wayne pondered for a moment, pulled his hand away, noticed Anastasia's negative emotions of self-blame and self-loathing, and comforted her not to be sad.

After a moment, Anastasia was confused because Wayne said too many nice things.

As a last resort, he called the Pale Nest and pushed Anastasia onto the operating table again.

The violent emotional fluctuations have accelerated the rate of evolution, so they must be suppressed.

After the surgery, Wayne also made a decision.

Instead of continuing to be suspicious, doubting this and that, and even unable to sleep well, it is better to take the initiative and test whether the Dark Goddess has already arrived.

Wayne admitted that there was a gambling element involved!
"Your Excellency, please contact the Dark Goddess tonight..."

"I want to hear her voice!"

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