Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 374 - 178 Life is not just about poetry and distant lands, but also about the trivial matters right before us_2

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Chapter 374: Chapter 178 Life is not just about poetry and distant lands, but also about the trivial matters right before us_2

"It’s not exactly design, just an exotic style with a bit of borrowing,"

"Which country?"

"Not on the map."

"..."

That’s your own design then!

The frosty evening routine concluded, Philomena opened her suitcase, took out the cheongsam, and inspected it; it indeed had an exotic flair, at least she hadn’t seen a similar style before.

It’s just the slits are a bit high, nearly reaching the waist.

"Are you sure this dress will sell?"

"Don’t question a professional’s aesthetic. This dress highlights a lady’s figure and grace, and paired with jewels it’s quite a sophisticated design," Wayne replied truthfully.

Philomena nodded, turned her back to Wayne, untied her bathrobe, and with a backward glance and a smile, she slipped into the cheongsam.

Her body language was elegant, which meant she was moving very slowly, providing a treat the whole time.

"That’s too slow, let me help you,"

Wayne eagerly stepped forward, hands warmed up, ready to help, and despite Philomena’s struggles, he fastened the buttons at the neckline.

The High Priest doesn’t have much experience and is blissfully unaware of it, the typical type who’s bad yet loves to play; Wayne hardly took any action, and she was already looking a bit infatuated.

And she still bets, not sure where her confidence comes from.

Wayne had reasons to suspect he was being conned, the best hunters often appeared as prey, Philomena knew she wasn’t that capable, so she handed the initiative to him, waiting for a good man to take responsibility afterward.

Good guys always get dumped with leftovers, right!

Wayne looked at the beauty in his arms, his Adam’s apple bobbed, a good catch, not that he couldn’t take it.

Philomena wrapped her arms around Wayne’s neck, utterly proud of her charm, and said with a secretive glee, "Looking at your expression, it seems I’ve won the bet."

With the warmth and softness in his arms, Wayne couldn’t help but let his mind wander, but as soon as the topic of winning and losing came up, he immediately sobered up, pushing Philomena away, and sprawled out on the bed in disarray.

He was going to strike in the form of the prey.

The atmosphere dissipated instantly, Philomena stood by the bed with a full face of displeasure, lifted her hair from beside her ear, and hugged her arms, scoffing to herself.

If you’re capable, continue, I really want to see how long you can hold out!

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At half-past ten at night, Wayne left Lando Manor with his suitcase.

In the suitcase was the cheongsam, which he said hadn’t hit the market yet, so it couldn’t possibly be gifted to Philomena, a man of his word, personally taken off.

On the drive, the cold breath of Death enveloped him, and his rationality came online, dispelling all sorts of negative effects.

Especially the little guy’s nagging advice, like sacrificing oneself for others, the spirit of sacrifice, charging forward for a brother’s sake - it all sounded touching at first, but upon careful thought, it was all selfish indulgence.

He wouldn’t miss that little guy!

Wayne’s rationality was online, and simply blocking wasn’t enough, so he directly imposed silence.

If it weren’t for his sentimentality, for the sake of years of brotherhood, he would have definitely parted ways tonight.

Philomena might smell good and be crazy enough, but let her taste the sweetness and she’d dare to take the matter to the Magic Department tomorrow, and by the day after, Wayne would be arranged to be married off by her.

As for a woman so selfish and unwilling to share, it was better to leave her hanging.

Wayne wasn’t panicked in the slightest; getting him to hang on one tree wasn’t so easy. His negative feelings reset every night, restarting every twenty-four hours, so he couldn’t lose.

On the other hand, Philomena, who accumulated so much pressure, must be struggling!

Who the prey is remains to be seen!

"Hehehe————"

...

Lando Manor.

Wayne pulled up in his car and saw Austin wrapped in bandages in the study.

He wanted to comment but didn’t know where to start.

"About what happened today, the minister already knows and has grounded all high-ranking officials in the Magic Department,"

Austin juggled an Ancient Silver Coin, with Megan having set up a soundproof barrier; he wasn’t worried about the results being leaked and made it clear, "Several Legendary Mages are at Magical Department Headquarters, no one will be able to enter or exit the Magic Department without the minister’s signed approval until the traitor is found."

"The minister must be very disappointed, huh?"

"Disappointed is an understatement..."

Austin shook his head, a smirk on his lips, "Because I’m not a Legendary Mage and because of your past merit in saving people, I’m not grounded and have been tasked with investigating the traitor."

With power in hand and a chance to make a fortune, life was at a new peak, and Austin found Wayne rather agreeable.

He wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, "You’re wearing too much perfume, I know what the High Priest wants to do, and I know what you want to do. Some advantages can’t be taken just because you want them, keep your distance from her, don’t get sucked in."

Indeed, he almost got sucked in tonight.

Wayne nodded, "Don’t worry, I get it, besides, I’ve always been good at avoiding the desire for women."

"..."

"Austin?!"

"Regarding your compensation, the minister said that after the traitor is found, you’ll be awarded a medal to acknowledge your contributions to the country."

"Nothing tangible?"

Wayne didn’t want a medal, just a decoration, inherently of no significant value. He wanted the Four Elements, the more the better.

Ancient Silver Coins would be best!

If not, even the Queen was worth considering.

"This is about honor, representing the minister’s recognition; an accumulation of honors can lead to status, and with status, you can set your own salary,"

Austin was very serious about grooming Wayne, imparting the wisdom of the social underbelly; for this, he didn’t shy away from self-deprecation, "Because I’ve become the head of the investigation team, I am superior to all the Legendary Mages. I can openly demand favors from them and even manipulate your investigation reports..."

"The Moonlight Church bullied you, the High Priest insulted you, you’ve made many sacrifices for your country without a word of complaint. You are loyal to the Queen and the country. You deserve respect and definitely deserve more and better rewards."