Restarting the myth.

Chapter 407 I want it all
Who am I, where do I come from, and where am I going?

What is the meaning of life, what is the essence of life, and why should people live?

Sang Lan sat up in confusion, her mind blank. She looked at Wayne with a happy face, curious about who this person was and why she had such an unforgettable feeling for him.

Relatives or enemies?

As her heart suddenly beat, Sang Lan began to breathe violently, like a drowning fish that successfully came ashore, gasping for air in big gulps.

Along with this burst of intense breathing, a large amount of memories poured into the blank brain, the rigid thoughts merged into the body, and the complete golden triangle tended to balance and stabilize.

Come to life!

"That's great, High Priest Sang Lan, you are finally alive."

Wayne excitedly grabbed the other person's hand and said, "Remember? I'm Wayne, the high priest of the oracle at the church headquarters. I received your letter for help. There were traces of the devil in the Paris subdivision. I rushed over immediately, drove away the devil and saved you. I am your savior!"

"..."

"High Priest, please speak!"

"I have never met anyone as shameless as you."

Sang Lan struggled to pull her hand free and stood up staggeringly. She realized that she was in Wayne's life field and was worried that he would kill her to silence her, so she swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of her mouth.

Even in her prime, she was no match for Wayne, and now that her body has just recovered and her mind is weak, it is useless for her to shout at the top of her lungs in the enemy camp. Wayne simply blames her for apostasy as a minion of the devil, and she will have to bear the infamy even after her death.

"High Priest, please say something!!"

"Thank you for saving my life. You worked hard to drive away the devil." Sang Lan said dryly.

That's good enough. You're smart.

After the people were rescued, Wayne was no longer panicked. He waved his hand to disperse the life field and sat down on the office chair.

Returning to the familiar office of the high priest, Sang Lan felt relieved. Although it was still useless to scream at the top of her lungs, at least someone could hear her. The believers rushed forward, and Wayne might not dare to kill them all.

After being hit by a fatal punch, Sang Lan looked at Wayne again, and the contempt she had at the beginning was gone.

The pretty boy didn't get to where he is by relying on resources, nor is he a lackey of Pope Senna. He got to where he is by relying on his hard power, and he is one of the most powerful people in the church headquarters.

Sang Lan felt a cool breeze on the back of her neck and was still frightened. She almost died.

Judging people by appearance can be fatal, and hearsay is unacceptable.

She just wanted to ask, which bastard spread gossip and rumors, saying that the pretty boy was Senna's lover and got to the top through power-for-sex transactions?

"High Priest, I have checked and you are not a minion of the devil. There is no sign that your mind is controlled by the devil, but I cannot rule out the possibility that you have voluntarily turned to the devil and want to go to hell."

Wayne crossed his legs on the desk and said, "Don't be happy too soon. You are still under suspicion. I can kill you at any time."

Sang Lan's face turned bitter, and she said honestly: "High Priest Oracle, if you have any questions, I will answer them one by one."

"Why didn't you say that earlier? You have to be beaten up before you behave yourself."

"..."

"Oh, there wasn't a beating. I only threw one punch and you fell down."

"High Priest Oracle, are you still asking questions?"

Sang Lan cursed inwardly that Wayne was getting too aggressive. If she couldn't beat him, she would definitely have a quarrel with Wayne today.

"Why, I saved your life, but I can't say a word to you? You haven't paid the medical bills yet!"

Wayne snorted twice, and seeing Sang Lan looking aggrieved and wanting to vent but not having the courage, he nodded with satisfaction: "Tell me, what happened? When did you follow Pope Senna, and who was the person who sent the message?"

"I have followed Lady Senna for a long time. On the surface, I am working for Pope Ludwig, but in fact..."

Sang Lan is truly one of us.

When Senna was still the high priest of the oracle, she tried to win over Ludwig to become her own follower by claiming that Ludwig would leave sooner or later and Sang Lan had to choose a side.

On the surface, Sang Lan works for Ludwig, but secretly, she supports Senna to become the next Pope.

Wayne had read Senna's memory and was not interested in the useless information about insects. He subconsciously ignored these interpersonal relationships and had no idea who Sang Lan was.

From Sang Lan's perspective, Wayne was just a pretty boy supported by Senna, and he was the kind of person who relied on the power of others and had no self-awareness. Therefore, she only spoke half of the words and was quite disdainful of the newly promoted high priest of oracle.

If you want to be a gigolo, just eat it well. There are some things you can’t know!

"The moral of the story is that the Riddler deserves to be beaten," Wayne concluded.

Sang Lan's white robe was stained with blood, and perhaps a lot of brain matter. She dared not speak out, and continued: "The carrier pigeon is used to contact the two high priests of the Life Alliance. We found out that the Black Reason Church is supported by the devil. Archbishop Dio of the Saint-Sulpice Church is very likely to have sided with the devil. He secretly set up a plan and used the devil's hand to weaken the power of the Frankish Church. The three of us divide the benefits..."

"Lady Senna also knows about this."

"Senna knows?"

Wayne raised his eyebrows. Senna knew it but didn't tell him. Is this woman getting too cocky?

Ever since she obtained the elemental mantra and learned that she was a nature knight in the other world, Senna has become more and more courageous... no, it should be said that she has regained her nature.

After all, she is a bad woman, a radical among the hardliners, and an extremist among the radicals, who wishes she could ride on everyone's heads and become the queen.

Wayne knew that Senna's return to her original nature was related to him. He asked Senna to do so. And because of his doting, Senna became more arrogant and didn't take anyone seriously except him.

It's not a big problem. He'll be obedient after a few whippings.

Sang Lan continued to explain the whole story. The three churches of the Life Alliance and the Heavenly Father's Church joined forces to control the entire Frankish magic world. They cooperated with each other, fought openly and secretly, and had unclear interests. The complicated relationship lasted for hundreds of years and was almost impossible to cut.

It would have been fine if I hadn't checked, but once I did, I found that they were all insects.

Under such circumstances, it is impossible for the Life Alliance to kick the Heavenly Father Church out, but when the devil comes, the opportunity comes.

The devil came, the Father Church died violently, and the Life Alliance lost its faith in tears. How pleasant it sounded.

After hearing the general idea, Wayne's face immediately turned black. Sang Lan didn't explain some of her words clearly, but those who understood understood that this vicious plan was aimed at subverting the power of the Holy See in Frank. Once successful, all the clergy on the Frank side would be finished.

At least tens of thousands of people will be killed or injured.

Wayne has nothing good to say about the struggle between beliefs. He should respect the fate of others and let go of the complex of helping others.

Don't worry about it, or you'll end up working for nothing and getting into trouble.

But he was very unhappy that the Life Alliance allowed the Black Literary Church to grow bigger and gradually erode the Heavenly Father Church.

It doesn’t matter what the Church of God the Father does, but it has a lot of believers. Once the devil takes complete control of it and uses it for large-scale sacrifices, the consequences will be disastrous.

Wayne put down his feet with a dark face, hooked his fingers and said: "Your nose is a little flat. I didn't fix it when I helped you reshape your body just now. Come here and I will help you fix it."

Sang Lan shook her head repeatedly, retreated to the door and grabbed the door handle. If Wayne dared to do anything wrong, she would scream.

The worst case scenario is that the fish will die and the net will fall apart!
Wayne's eyes widened, his thoughts penetrated his body, and invisible tentacles rolled out, wrapping around Sang Lan's plump body, strangling her in mid-air, blocking her mouth that wanted to call for help.

"Woooooooo..."

Sang Lan opened her mouth wide and encountered an invisible tentacle monster. Her white robe tightened, revealing her beautiful figure.

"You probably don't know who you are talking to. If it weren't for Senna, I would have beaten you to death." Wayne thought to himself that it was bad luck. That sentence was very true. He couldn't check everything. What if he found out something?

Sang Lan didn't allow the investigation, but Wayne insisted on doing so, and soon found out about Senna.

One's own family members must not be checked. If they are beautiful and sleep more than the quota, anyone who misses sleep must make up for it with double the sleep. Even if they are found out, at most they will be punished with private punishment, and it will not be made public.

Since this is the case, we can only find a way to clean up our mess.

Wayne waved his hand and let Sang Lan go. He couldn't touch Senna, so he could only use her as a punching bag: "As a high priest of the district, representing the face of the church in Frank, how can you be so disheveled!"

I am not disheveled.

"Well, you dare to talk back!"

Wayne glared at Sang Lan fiercely: "When you bent over to seduce me just now, your clothes were disheveled. You look like a decent woman, but your methods are so despicable. It's strange."

Sang Lan blushed. According to her investigation, Wayne had a mediocre reputation and was a pervert. She suspected that Wayne was secretly spying on her, and in order to avoid ruining the situation, he wronged himself and personally seduced her. How could such a despicable method be used? It seemed as if she was very happy with it.

This is called tactics, scouting the enemy.

Unexpectedly, although Wayne was online the whole time, he didn't reveal any flaws.

What I didn’t expect was that the shameless person turned the tables and accused her of having a fever. If you had the guts, you shouldn’t have watched it!

Wayne scolded Sang Lan for half an hour, calling her sarcastic, shameless, greedy, narrow-minded, despicable... He used himself as an example and directed all the insults at her.

Sang Lan cursed back in her heart, and her evaluation of Wayne was that apart from his ability to fight, he had no other advantages.

"I won't say any more nonsense. The plan of the Life Alliance ends here. Contact the two high priests. I want to meet them." Wayne ordered.

"I'm afraid that won't work. Lady Senna..."

"Haha, she can't even protect herself!"

"..."

What is your relationship?
Sang Lan used to think that Wayne was a gigolo who got to the top by living off his wife, a legendary wizard with a lot of resources. But after getting punched, she felt that the positions between Senna and Wayne might be reversed.

Wayne is on top and Senna is on the bottom.

If that was the case, she would have to re-evaluate the current situation of the church headquarters.

Sang Lan took a deep breath and said obediently: "High Priest Oracle, there are three churches in the Life Alliance. We have no right to interfere with the other two. The interests are in front of us. Naturally, the church will withdraw. The Sun and Moonlight churches will only increase their efforts."

"Don't worry about that. Just make an appointment and I'll convince them."

Wayne closed his eyes and shook his head: "The Life Alliance's plan is very dangerous. You haven't succeeded yet, but the devil has already succeeded. What's the difference between this and being an accomplice of the devil? I will not let countless people risk their lives to fight for fame and fortune with you."

Do you still care about ordinary people?

Sang Lan was slightly stunned. She couldn't believe that this bastard who was so cruel and would take people's lives at any time was actually a kind bastard.

She lowered her posture and spoke with a somewhat respectful tone: "High Priest Oracle, the Life Alliance has investigated the Black Literary Cult. The devil who secretly supports the Black Literary Cult is not strong. The devil will not succeed. The Life Alliance will stop him. Your worries are unnecessary."

"Your ignorance and arrogance also surprise me. My opinion of you is that you are a fool!" Wayne said mercilessly.

Sang Lan's face turned pale, and she said, "High Priest Oracle, the information was obtained by a number of legendary wizards working together, and we are fully confident..."

"The devil who supports the Black Reason Cult is the 'Troll' Andrius. His strength and ability are at the bottom of hell. Even if he comes to the human world, we have the ability to drive him back to hell."

Sang Lan told the reliable intelligence and was very dissatisfied with Wayne's underestimation. But Wayne was not the only one with good intentions. These insects were cold-blooded butchers who killed people without blinking an eye.

The Life Alliance has investigated the devil's sacrifice ceremony, including its location and the number of people involved.

Even if we take a step back, the Life Alliance tacitly allows the devil to grow stronger in order to suppress the faith foundation of the Church of God the Father. When the sacrifice ceremony begins, they will come as the savior and tell the majority of believers that it is useless to believe in God the Father and that only believing in the goddess of mercy can bring salvation.

"That's a good point, but what if you fail?"

“There’s no way it could fail.”

Sang Lan said with a stiff face: "Excuse me, you are the most arrogant one. You are so confident of your strength that you look down on me from the bottom of your heart. With this attitude, you will not believe anything I say."

Wayne said nothing, but raised his fist.

Sang Lan stepped back and grabbed the door handle. Wayne smoothed his hair back.

Sang Lan: (▔皿▔)
Deceiving too much!

"It turns out that I have the capital to be arrogant, and it's my right to look down on you."

Wayne snorted coldly: "You have investigated, and so have I. My investigation has told you that there is more than one devil behind the Black Reasoning Cult. The 'troll' Andrius is a trick of the devil to deceive you. From the very beginning, the Life Alliance has been deceived by the devil..."

"In addition, the local Heavenly Father Church is controlled by the devil, but the Papal States is not. It is certain that the devil's power is huge and has dispatched more than one reincarnated angel..."

"Finally, the Death Knight in the underground tomb has long been controlled by the devils. He has lost his head and is now a headless knight..."

"You can't even defeat the Dullahan. How are you going to deal with the demons and monsters that defeated the Dullahan? When the reincarnated angels arrive, what will the Life Alliance have to fight against Heaven?"

"This is not okay, and that is not okay. What else do you have besides daydreaming?"

Wayne sneered every time he said that, and Sang Lan's face turned pale and bloodless: "If that's the case, it seems that you can't do anything about it, right?"

You woman, you really deserve to be punished!

Wayne's fists itched, and he squinted his eyes and smiled: "At least I am more sober than you. Contact the high priests of the two churches immediately. Now, immediately. Do you understand?"

Feeling a chill, Sang Lan nodded repeatedly and turned to walk into the inner room.

"Wait a moment!"

Wayne raised his hand to call a halt, and said rationally: "Invite them out for dinner, but don't mention the matter of reincarnated angels. Just say that you are targeting the Heavenly Father Church and want to redistribute the benefits."

Sang Lan's heart trembled, and she said with a trembling tongue: "You mean..."

"Just because you are not controlled by the devil doesn't mean they don't have it. Information can't be leaked easily."

Wayne closed his eyes and said that the reincarnated angel could be discovered by the devil, but could not be betrayed by him. The former would be to take advantage of the opponent's strategy and get the head, while the latter would be to eat the steamed buns dipped in the blood of teammates. One should not be too shameless.

"I see. I'll contact them right away."

"It's one o'clock in the afternoon. I want to see them before tea."

"Ok."

……

Half an hour later, Isabella brought the packaged steak back to the office.

Seeing Wayne sitting behind the desk without saying a word, and Sang Lan standing in front of the desk with a pale face, his brows frowned slightly.

Forgive her keen observation, but there seemed to be something different about the high priest.

The corners of his eyebrows became wider, his pupils were not as clear, and even the distance between his legs became wider.

He was still shaking, as if he was injured and couldn't stand steadily.

Isabella didn't quite understand. She smelled a faint scent of blood in the air and a hint of disgust flashed across her face. She hated these women who sold their bodies to get to the top the most. They even gave up their personality and dignity for power.

She is different, she just wants a bite to eat.

"Mr. Wayne, today's main course is steak. I waited a long time for you in the restaurant, so I packed a portion for you." Isabella opened the lunch box and handed over the knife and fork.

Wayne stabbed the steak with a knife and was about to put it into his mouth when he noticed Isabella staring at him. He moved the steak to the left, and Isabella's eyes moved to the left. He moved the steak to the right, and Isabella's eyes moved to the right.

interesting!

Not only is it fun, it's also something to be proud of.

Not every man has the ability to make a beautiful woman drool.

Wayne didn't care whether she ate it or not. He teased Isabella a few times and then handed the steak over.

"Mr. Wayne, I'm so sorry. After all, it's your lunch." Isabella swallowed a few mouthfuls, stretched out her flexible tongue, and licked the food residue on the knife.

What a clever little tongue!
Wayne took back the knife and remained silent.

If he didn't know that Isabella was a foodie, he would definitely misunderstand that she was seducing him.

Shame on you, it’s not even dark yet!
Sang Lan secretly looked down upon her. She hated these women who sold their bodies the most. They even abandoned their personality and dignity in order to climb up the social ladder.

I didn't notice it before, but I noticed today that Isabella is not an easy person to deal with. Although she seems to be taciturn, she is very charming and is very good at seducing men.

In addition, her investigation of Wayne may have failed and she did not find out the real details, but one thing she said was correct: he was a pervert. As soon as he came to Paris, he took Isabella as his new favorite.

Sang Lan dared to bet that Wayne would definitely treat Isabella specially.

"High Priest, this is Isabella. I assessed her combat ability last night. It's a waste of talent for a Golden Mage to be a third-level priest. Please arrange for the four priests to return the leadership of the Scalpel Organization, with Isabella as the new person in charge." Wayne looked at Sang Lan with a cold face.

What did I say!

Sang Lan sneered in her heart and cursed them secretly, mainly cursing Wayne.

On the one hand, he has an unclear relationship with the Pope, and on the other hand, he is hooking up with some little bitch outside and abusing his power for personal gain to promote his lover. There is no doubt that he is a bug.

"Also, arrange a meal allowance for her..."

Wayne explained the situation of the meal allowance. Sang Lan frowned after listening. There are many ways to make money. The meal allowance can only earn a few dollars. If she told others about it, the value of the High Priest of Oracle would be wasted.

"High Priest Oracle, are you sure you want meal allowance, not other subsidies?"

"What, is it too expensive?"

"No, if you insist, I have no problem using the church's expense account book." Sang Lan nodded.

At the same time, Wayne shook his head. It was obvious that Isabella was just a nobody and the big boss had no idea how big her appetite was.

If the food is good, Isabella has just swept the cafeteria and was able to bring back a steak because of his status as a long-term meal ticket.

A full meal, a full meal...

Oh, she didn’t eat enough.

The situation in Frank is too chaotic and will be even more chaotic in the future. Wayne will not leave Isabella in the Frank division, but will take her back to London when he leaves.

In order to facilitate promotion when transferred, Isabella was first assigned the position of head of the Scalpel Organization, and then given a few cleanup tasks to gild her reputation. After that, everything would go smoothly, so that no one would find fault with her and say that she abused her power for personal gain.

The same goes for meal allowance. Isabella had meal allowance in Frankfurt, so she had to have it in London as well. Given the century-old friendship between the two countries, nothing could be compared to it.

The grandfather of Lendan is the real grandfather, and the Parises are just a bunch of beggars!
The office door was opened again, and a beautiful young girl in white walked into the room and said to Sang Lan, "We have already made an appointment to meet in an hour. The two high priests didn't say anything, but judging from their expressions, they are very dissatisfied with your sudden change of mind."

"I see. There is corn in the inner room. Go and have some yourself."

"Great!"

The little girl turned into a white dove with a bang and flew back to the inner room.

The meeting lasted no longer than afternoon tea, and Wayne was very satisfied with this. He stood up and followed Sang Lan out of the office.

After two steps, Isabella pulled her head and looked into the inner room: "Don't look, that's a carrier pigeon, not a roasted squab."

"No, I'm looking at the corn." Isabella looked back every few steps.

"..."

Wayne's eyelids twitched and he regretted taking him in as his lackey. It was too shabby. It was embarrassing to go out for a walk with this rope.

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The place where Sang Lan met with the two high priests of the Sun and Moonlight Churches was at the headquarters of the Paris Ministry of Magic.

This is an official organization established by the Frankish government after accepting the royal legacy. Like the Ministry of Magic in London, it serves the country and is the most powerful and violent organization of the Frankish government in the wizarding world.

Unfortunately, after the Revolution, without the royal bloodline to suppress it, the power of the Church gradually eroded the Ministry of Magic.

Up to now, the Ministry of Magic has no connection with the Frankish government anymore and has become a tool for the Life Alliance and the Church of the Father to rule the Frankish magic world.

Oh, it's not that there is no connection at all. The Frankish government has to pay salaries and use taxes to support a group of old men.

Paying protection money in disguise!

Good thing, separation of church and state.

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The headquarters of the Ministry of Magic covers a huge area and is even more extravagant than the Ministry of Magic in London. Because they are not spending their own money, the four churches have joined forces to demand large sums of funds to repair it, and they have been robbing Peter to pay Paul. It has not yet been completed.

Ongoing construction.

The price for a bag of cement is staggering. Repairing a broken yard would cost the navy’s military budget for next year.

Wayne didn't want to talk about the insects. After asking the driver to stop the car, he said to Isabella, "You'll have half an hour to eat. It's free here. If someone charges you, tell them the name of the high priest."

Isabella nodded repeatedly. Wayne's thighs were long and hard, and it was very comfortable to hug him.

If she had known this would happen, she would not have returned to Paris two years ago.

I've been hungry for two years and feel wronged.

I'll eat it back later.

After Isabella left, the black car continued on its journey, passing under the green trees, on a path that was very suitable for marching.

Wayne sat in the back seat of the black car, looked at Sang Lan beside him, raised his hand and placed it on her leg, and whispered, "You've made a lot of money over the years, right?"

Sang Lan was startled and moved aside: "You are joking, this is a task assigned by the church headquarters. I don't make a penny. Even if there is any profit, it is all used to manage relationships. Apart from the salary that the high priest deserves, I have nothing."

The implication is that all the money goes to Senna, and she is the black glove who does the dirty and hard work.

"No matter what you say, now that I've seen it, I must have a copy." Wayne Lu Bushi said.

Now that you are here, it would be a shame if you don’t pick up something on the way, and you will suffer a loss if you round up.

Suffer a loss!

Doesn't this cost his life?

Sang Lan cursed the insect inwardly and wanted to say something, but when she saw Wayne raising his hand to touch his leg again, she said submissively, "How much do you want? 50%, no, 70% is ok?"

"How come it's only 70%? Do you really think that I, a stinky outsider, came to Paris to beg for food?"

Wayne sneered repeatedly, and without touching Sang Lan's legs, he clenched his fist in front of her and said ruthlessly: "I want all the money you have made over the years."

Then you might as well kill me!
"Otherwise I'll kill you!"

"..."

Seeing that Sang Lan was too angry to speak, Wayne snorted again. He was still not satisfied with just sitting there and waiting, and was thinking about how to deal with the other party.

You are such a daring insect that you even dare to use the devil. Since you like it so much, I will let you see the devil's methods.

As for our own people...

Wayne ignored it. There is a saying that goes, my vassal's vassal is not my vassal. Sang Lan is Senna's younger sister, what does she have to do with him?

Not a penny less than what he deserves!
(End of this chapter)