Restarting the myth.

Chapter 373: The Oracle High Priests Fight, the Pope Dies Violently, How Pleasant

Senau River.

A sightseeing boat sailed slowly, its classically decorated hull with smooth curves reflecting the moonlight and cutting through the sparkling waterline.

The scenery on both sides of the river is picturesque, the music is elegant, and the artistic content is as high as two or three floors, accompanied by the sound of the boat hitting the water.

Wayne was eager to start painting.

Unfortunately, it cannot be done.

His painting skills are average, realism is poor, and the main focus is on abstraction.

Although the mainstream aesthetic these days is abstraction, and as long as the person is dead, there will be auctions to argue for it, but this is Osteria, the back garden of Prussia, and the mustachioed Führer hates abstraction the most. If you dare to be abstract, he will beat you.

Wayne sat on the upper deck, with a gentle breeze, holding a glass of juice in his hand, and looked at his watch: "Calculating the time, they should be here too."

Senna's meeting with the Great Prophet Tube and Saint Dusha went very smoothly. Both of them said that there was no big problem, but they also had a request.

There are risks in spreading the oracle recklessly. We need to meet with the leader, lest he abandons us after the mission is accomplished and takes care of them along with the Pope.

Be cautious and prudent, and focus on stability.

Wayne described the two as insects. They were called the Great Prophet and the Saint, but they had no spirit of sacrifice at all. They had an unshirkable responsibility for the church becoming what it is today.

Seeing that Tubie and Dusha were not easy to fool and were unwilling to enjoy the pancakes and chicken soup even if they were offered to them, Wayne had no choice but to agree to meet them.

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, the meeting place was chosen on the Senau River, which is also this sightseeing cruise ship.

On the other hand, Wayne met with Gavin, the deputy leader of the Knights of Nature, and showed Gavin overwhelming evidence, indicating his idea of ​​reorganizing the church's top leaders in the near future.

Gavin had been annoyed with this group of insects for a long time. He had limited power and was unwilling to go along with them, so he stayed away from the center of power.

The future natural knights will care very much about the church, and Gavin is happy to see it happen. When the knights come, there will be a blue sky, and when the knights come, the church will be peaceful.

At the same time, Gavin also expressed his doubts. In principle, natural knights cannot interfere in the internal affairs of the church. Wayne has this status, but not the power.

Once a precedent is set, it will inevitably create hidden dangers.

This is what Wayne likes about Gavin. You can say he is rigid, but you can also say he is upright and a man who sticks to his principles.

Wayne said that he would not take the initiative to interfere in the internal affairs of the church. He would only ask Senna to produce evidence. If several senior officials refused to plead guilty, he would come forward as a natural knight to deal with the problematic people.

Of course, he is not the director or planner, but was invited by Senna to help her eradicate the inhuman insects.

This statement is a bit far-fetched, as taking off pants to fart is the same as not taking off pants, but the Knights of Nature have already taken off their pants, so Gavin couldn't say anything more and made his position clear. He stood on the side of justice and led the Knights of Nature to maintain order at the scene that day.

Gavin was too upright to attend tonight's meeting, so Wayne didn't invite him over.

Otherwise, when the Great Prophet, the Saint, the High Priest of Oracle, and the Knight of Nature meet to discuss how to translate the oracle of the Goddess, Gavin will definitely be unable to hold back.

Good news: the previous generation of insect decision-makers has been overthrown.

The bad news: the bugs knocked over the bugs, and it was the same as not pushing them at all.

Sitting opposite Wayne was the beautiful Senna, who was wearing a slim-fitting white evening dress, a black fur coat, and her long hair was tied up. She was as elegant as a lady from upper society.

Her cold and arrogant temperament is extremely aggressive, more like a queen.

Behind Wayne was the succubus secretary Ottilia, who was wearing a lady's suit and looked very conventional. Like Mona, she also wore a pair of glasses.

Wayne took Ottilia to the meeting, firstly to let her see the world and get acquainted with the future senior executives of the Natural Church. The boss was extremely busy all day and it was impossible for him to pay attention to the Natural Church all the time. Secretary Ottilia taking over the work could help him share a lot of pressure.

This is one of the correct ways to use a secretary.

There is another reason to bring Ottilia here. This guy has been eyeing Nelson recently. I don't know where he learned the CPU, but he has been fooling the girl around.

Regina often complained to Wayne about this.

Ottilia formed cliques for her own benefit, which is a typical behavior of forming cliques for personal gain. If it is allowed to develop, the cliques will be all over the library and the consequences will be disastrous.

If she dares to form a clique today, she will dare to turn against the boss tomorrow, and drag her allies to bully the boss. She must be dealt with seriously to serve as a warning to others.

The description was so vivid that Wayne even felt a little greedy.

Having an idea doesn't mean Wayne will put it into action. Although he also thinks that the twins should be imprisoned and punished, which fits the style of the basement, Nelson is of clean background and is the daughter of a wealthy family. There is no reason for him to condone Ottilia pushing her into the fire pit. So he takes Ottilia with him for personal custody, keeps her away from Nelson, and lets Regina calm down a little.

Even if we take a step back, Regina is Wayne's number one queen and the most capable worker. She never asks for overtime pay and has been selected as an outstanding employee for several consecutive months.

Wayne can sleep with her but not her sister. Being passive and slacking off is not conducive to the development of work. Where can she find a second king of paper?

A rapid water line spread out on the river surface, and a figure rushed onto the upper deck and came to the conference table.

The mandrill is dressed in the robe of the great prophet, like a monkey in a human form.

The great prophet did not come, so his clone took over.

"Mr. Wayne, you really came. I thought High Priest Senna was lying to me." The mandrill bowed.

"Tubie, you didn't come in person, you only sent your monkey. Is this how you respect the Knight of Nature?" Senna chuckled and said.

"No, no, no. My target is too big. It's not convenient for me to leave the Prophet's Hall easily. It will attract unnecessary attention." Tubie explained hurriedly.

Senna smiled even more contemptuously. The old man's first choice was to protect himself, and then to cooperate.

Wayne saw through the situation but did not say anything. He welcomed Tubie's arrival and emphasized the Great Prophet's transcendent status and that he was an indispensable member of the team.

Good words don’t cost money, and it doesn’t hurt to say a few more words.

Before Wayne finished his words, another dark shadow jumped onto the deck, stepping across the river.

Alex Lambert.

Saint Dusha's biological brother, who served as the saint's accompanying guard at the church headquarters, was holding the saint's sister in his arms like a princess and only put her down after they got on board.

A saint must remain pure and cannot have close contact with the opposite sex. Her own brother is obviously not within this range, and no one else thinks there is anything wrong with it.

It's not the Landau family!
"Nice to meet you again, Mr. Wayne."

The brother and sister saluted to show their respect for the Knight of Nature.

The deputy director is also a director. This principle applies to the whole world, including time travel. The two ignored the word "heir" and regarded Wayne as a true natural knight.

Wayne is the successor of the Knight of Nature, and only a limited number of people know about it, and they are all high-ranking members of the church. Dusha is a saint who has been sidelined, and she is also new, so she is not qualified to know this secret. Senna told her about this during the negotiation, and only then did she dispel her doubts and agree to falsely convey the oracle.

It had been about a year since they last parted. At the Saint Selection Competition, Dusha was surprised that Wayne had become the successor of the Natural Knight in such a short time. He was so lucky.

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In comparison, she had worked so hard to become a saint, but she was still a vase saint without any real power...

There is no comparison, no comparability.

"Dusha, you are so beautiful!"

Wayne raised his hands enthusiastically and walked over. Dusha smiled and did not step back. She was a saint and was sure that Wayne would not dare to hug her.

Wayne walked past Dusha and hugged Alex enthusiastically: "You too, you're handsome again, almost catching up with me."

"You're joking. With your looks and temperament, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to catch up with you." Alex smiled bitterly, his temperament still as melancholy.

Saint Dusha took her seat, and Alex stood behind her sister, acting as a bodyguard and guard, pretending that the saint was very powerful.

The three of you present here all know the truth. If the Saint possesses real power and keeps her word, she would never get involved in this muddy water.

The four people who attended the meeting all had demands.

Wayne wanted the Natural Church to end its cooperation with Prussia to avoid the possibility of other churches joining the world war;

Wayne's appeal is Senna's appeal. She can give up everything for her faith. After Wayne completely lifted the suppression on her, the Pope also became one of her goals, fulfilling her dream.
Dusha's appeal is to become a true saint, abolish the 20-year selection system, have real power, and be able to make her own voice heard at the top.

The Great Prophet's request is the simplest, which is to refresh the favorability of the Natural Knight. The two students attacking Wayne were not really him doing bad things in secret.

Don't be such an unlucky guy. Being a great prophet is a tough job. You have to listen to the prophecies from God and then convey them to the church's top leaders to meet the needs of God or point out the direction of the church.

Because Pope Ludwig was in power, the saint and the great prophet were overwhelmed. They tried to defeat Ludwig in politics, but they were unable to do so. They were thinking about escaping to the kingdom of God in time. Just when they saw their two apprentices were about to become legendary wizards, they turned around and found that they were gone.

Not only did he die, but he was also killed when he tried to assassinate the heir of the Natural Knight, and before leaving, he put the blame on Tubie.

My beard hurts just thinking about it.

The four of them each expressed their demands and confirmed that they had the same goals and there would be no problem in cooperating. The specific rights dispute was also settled because of Senna's concession.

The next step is the most critical part.

Who will be the leader?

If it was an ordinary false oracle, Tubie would have translated it himself many times before, so he would not panic even if he was caught.

Prophecy is inherently ambiguous. You say the original intention was good, but it was badly implemented in his hands. He then picks up the ball and says if you can do it, then do it. If you can't, then don't talk nonsense.

This is the prophecy, there is nothing we can do about it.

The previous saints also often spread oracles incorrectly. Take Flora for example. When she was controlled by Ludwig, she was often blamed. Because she refused to obey discipline, she became a gardener after she stepped down, and her status plummeted.

Dusha is a newcomer and has a good idea of ​​her own abilities. She doesn't have the courage to falsely convey an oracle, but she has the courage to gain benefits by doing so.

Because he has a B number and knows that he has no power and may be abandoned at any time, he must have a leader who rushes to the front.

If the truth came to light, they would say that the leader forced her to falsely convey the oracle.

There was a moment of silence in the place, no one spoke.

Senna wanted to say that she didn't mind being the leader. She would find the Knight of Nature, join hands with the Great Prophet and the Saint to fake the oracle, and she would take the responsibility. If something went wrong, she would bear it alone. Before she could open her mouth, Wayne glared at her.

He said slowly: "Great Prophet, Saint, and future Pope, the three of you are equal in rank. There is no question of superiority or inferiority. Whoever becomes the leader will make the other two dissatisfied."

You are such a forgetful nobleman, and you have a natural knight! x2
"The leader bears the greatest risk and will also gain the greatest benefits after success. This will destabilize the power balance that has just been established."

Wayne seemed to be thinking about the three people. He hesitated for a moment, and then his eyes lit up and he said, "How about this? We can share the responsibility and risk equally, and divide the benefits into three equal parts. No one will suffer a loss, and no one will take advantage of anyone else. How about that?"

No matter. x2
The mandrill had an anthropomorphic sadness on his face. He was here to gain favor, not to take responsibility. How could a helper who just farted to add fuel to the fire become the leader when the time came to close the net?
Let’s talk about it again!
Dusha rolled her eyes. She was penniless and had nothing. Was she qualified to be the leader?
She doesn't even have the qualifications to take the blame!
No one spoke. Senna looked at Wayne again. There was no need to go to so much trouble. She didn't mind taking the blame.

"This is not about scapegoating, nor is it about responsibility. You took the biggest risk, but you got an equal share of the benefits. That doesn't make sense."

Wayne thought and transmitted his voice: "Besides, you are going to become the Pope. If you don't do it clearly, someone will definitely bring it up in the future. When it comes to power, it must be legitimate."

Wayne had been a prince for several months and knew the ins and outs of this place very well.

Tubie and Dusha will definitely agree, especially Dusha, because she is the one who desires power the most in the field. As a saint, the oracles she conveys are the most important, so she must stand in front.

Otherwise, even if it succeeds, Dusha will be no different from the previous saint.

Wayne believed that Dusha was very clear about this principle. If she didn't say anything for a long time, she was just dragging her feet or raising the price.

The boat fell into a long silence. Wayne picked up the juice and took a sip. His mind sensed movement on the river. Four or five sightseeing boats of the same size surrounded him from four directions.

Wayne's face darkened: "Someone is coming, is it the Pope's people?"

Dusha's heart tightened when she heard this. It didn't matter if Senna, Tube and Wayne were arrested. Their status and position were there, and no one dared to care about their unreasonable arguments. But it was not the same for her. Once they met, her good days would be over.

"It shouldn't be the Pope. His desire for power is very weak now. However... tonight's gathering is also aimed at him."

Senna frowned slightly and looked at the Saint siblings. With their strength, there was a greater possibility that they were being followed.

"This aura shows that the other party is trying to be friendly, and has no ill intentions..."

The mandrill showed an anthropomorphic surprise: "It's Weiwen. He disappeared for a long time. How come he suddenly showed up?"

What is he doing here? x4
The four of them murmured in their hearts, thinking of a certain possibility, and all had strange expressions on their faces.

"Look at the bright side, maybe the leader is here!"

Wayne stood up, put away his chair, and stood behind Senna with his secretary Ottilia, while pushing the half-drunk juice in front of Senna.

When Wayne stood still, his face was distorted and had changed into a different look.

They were all smart people, even the youngest one, Dusha, was full of schemes. Seeing this, she probably guessed Wayne's thoughts.

Make eye contact and wait silently for Weiwen to show up.

A breeze blew by, and Weaving, the High Priest of the Nature Church's Oracle, came to the upper deck.

He put one hand behind his back, sneered, and squinted his eyes to look at the three people present: "Great Prophet, Saint, and High Priest Senna, what a grand ceremony, I don't remember there being a high-level meeting tonight, or..."

"Is this a private party?"

Weaving smiled with great pride. He followed Dusha and her sister here, and realized that something was going to happen tonight, so he brought a large group of people with him, focusing on the area with many witnesses.

Seeing that the three were silent, Weiwen said, "What good things are the three great men discussing here? If you don't mind, I'd like to listen and report to the Pope to make him happy."

Dusha lowered her head, full of B numbers, knowing that she had no right to speak.

Senna chuckled and said, "Weiwen, when did you become the Pope's running dog? Congratulations, you have a chance to become the next Pope. From now on, we will have to do things according to your mood."

"Humph!"

Weiwen sneered in response: "Senna, I thought you had been quiet recently because you gave up the position of Pope, but I didn't expect that you set up a table here and even won over the Great Prophet and the Saint. You are worthy of being the one who sneaked in front."

"You think too much. The saint is confused about her own position. The great prophet and I will answer her questions to avoid her offending the high priest Wewen when she first arrives." Senna said in a sarcastic tone.

It sounds nice, but don’t you look at the way you are dressed? You are dressed as if to seduce men!
Weaving sneered secretly, his heart skipping a beat. As far as he knew, Senna always dressed very tightly, but she suddenly changed her style. Could it be that she was really seducing men?
He looked carefully, and apart from the male mandrill, the only men in the field were him, the saint's bodyguard brother, and the pretty boy standing behind Senna.

He is definitely impossible. He is the bodyguard brother of the saint. He looks okay, but his strength is too weak. Senna would be crazy to condescend to him. The only one left is a pretty boy...

Weaving looked Wayne up and down. He was a strange face. He had never seen him at the church headquarters, and he had never heard of such a person being with Senna.

My mind swept through it in an instant, and the hidden magic was a little unclear at the moment.

"Senna, won't you introduce me to your companions?"

"There's nothing much to introduce. I'm just my new secretary." Senna picked up the juice in front of her and took a sip of it when she found the place where Wayne pursed his lips.

"Secretary, your words give me a lot of thoughts!"

Weiwen felt that there was something wrong with the pretty boy. He glanced at Otilia and said with a slight exclamation, squinting his eyes: "This secretary...I seem to have seen her somewhere before."

What Weaving referred to as having seen had nothing to do with being attacked by the succubus that night. Ottilia and Regina wore white foam masks in their human form, which could effectively block mental detection. After transforming into succubi, the filters were maxed out, and their appearance and temperament changed drastically.

It's all filtered, so it's normal that he didn't recognize me.

For example, there is a famous playboy who is a young model in the club during the day and wears a half-mask to mingle with ordinary citizens at night. Even though his chin is exposed, no one recognizes him.

"I remember now. She was once a wanted criminal of the church and participated in the assassination of the successor of the Knight of Nature..."

Weaving murmured, the High Priest of Oracle would not pay attention to ordinary wanted criminals. The reason why he remembered him so clearly was purely because he was the successor of the Knight of Nature.

There is no wall that is impenetrable, and the fact that Wayne is the successor of the Knight of Nature was finally exposed.

Wei Ben was not aware of this matter. Mura warned several people who knew about it at the time. Senna and Gavin would not spread the news, and Tubie did not dare to talk nonsense, but there was still another person present at the time.

Pope Ludwig.

The Pope is busy with all kinds of affairs every day and is always on his toes. It is understandable that he accidentally let something slip.

As for how Weiwen obtained this information and through what channel, it is unknown.

"So that's how it is. You have found something to hold against the Pope."

Weiwen looked at Senna with admiration and said, "As expected of you. I know the Pope's working style very well. Your secretary should have died. You found someone to pretend to be her and saved her from death, right?"

Senna took another sip of the juice, focusing on a long and steady flow. Upon hearing this, she looked sideways: "I didn't expect that I hid so deeply, but you still found me."

"You're not hiding anything at all!"

Weiwen was so uncomfortable with the sarcasm that he pulled out a chair and sat down: "Senna, you have the handle on the Pope, plus you know the successor of the Natural Knight, and you are allied with the Great Prophet and the Saint, so the next Pope must be you."

"I do want to, but the Knight is not interested in the internal affairs of the church, and he doesn't think I'm a good woman." Senna said faintly.

These words were spoken to Wayne. Every single one of the people present was part of the flirting play.

"As it should be. Sir Knight is really good at judging people!"

Weiwen sneered three times. How could she be a good woman when she was the high priest of Oracle? This was the Church of Nature, and none of the high-ranking officials were good people.

"Weiwen, what are you doing here tonight?"

The mandrill said sinisterly, "If you want to report to the Pope, there is still time. If you delay a little longer, my real body will be here."

"It's even better now, there's one more witness!"

Facing the threat, Weaving was not timid at all. He stared at Senna and said, "I will enter this game tonight. I support you to be the Pope. After the matter is accomplished, I will still be the High Priest of the Oracle. You are not allowed to touch my power."

Senna knew this, but she didn't show any surprise. She said, "You need capital to join the game. What is your bargaining chip? Just because you found a private party?"

"No, you can't bring down Ludwig. If he keeps hanging around, you'll never become the Pope."

Weaving pointed at Otilia and said, "This tainted witness is too low-ranking to accomplish anything big. I am different. I have a lot of evidence, enough to drive Ludwig out of office."

"What you say is unfounded."

"I'll give you some first..."

Weiwen was very experienced. He waved his hand and took out two files from his personal space. He put them on the table and pushed them in front of Senna. "Ludwig's achievements are inseparable from the support of Prussia. He secretly helped us in the last war and escaped in time to avoid the consequences of the defeat. This time... That's all I can say."

Senna opened the file and scanned it. It was all dirty stuff about human body modification. There was an account book that said Ludwig's forces secretly captured wild magicians and sent them to Prussia. They also provided professional technology. He made an indispensable contribution to Prussia's growth and strength.

Senna casually put the file into her personal space without any intention of returning it: "It's a good thing. I believe you have more important evidence, but I don't believe you."

Mandrill nodded, "Yes, you said you would join, so how do we know if this is the Pope's plan?"

"Humph!"

Weiwen's face was gloomy: "Ludwig was too cruel. He knew that I had a lot of dirt on him. He wanted me to die, so I naturally wanted to retaliate."

"What do you mean? Did he attack you?" Tubiele said.

"He didn't take action, but instead teamed up with the Prussian SS to set up an ambush and assassination. I was just one step away from being killed."

Weaving touched his neck, his eyes flashing with murderous intent. He couldn't let go of the murderous revenge. He wanted to watch Ludwig die in the Chosen Continent of God, instead of going to the Kingdom of God to live a carefree life.

"To tell you the truth, Baker and McCarey have been working closely with Ludwig. Ludwig introduced them to work with Prussia. These two guys are not clean and were also involved in the ambush against me..."

Weiwen gritted his teeth and said, "You want to overthrow the Pope, these two lackeys must be dealt with, you need me!"

Indeed, you came at the right time!
Wayne nodded secretly, thinking that it was worth it for him to pretend to be an SS soldier. Not only did he hone his acting skills, but he also earned a cannon fodder.

The oracle high priests fought each other and the Pope died suddenly. How pleasant it sounds.

(End of this chapter)