Chapter 405 What a terrible chapter title
"Who are you……"
"Wayne?!"
Against the backdrop of billowing dust, Isabella looked shocked. She hadn't seen him for two years and still remembered Wayne's face and tone of voice, but the strength he showed made her afraid to confirm.
It feels like Wayne is stronger than her!
She is already a golden mage, and Wayne was a magician apprentice two years ago.
Illusion?
Is it possible that leather shoes are very powerful magic props?
In the surrounding area, the members of the Scalpel Organization were worthy of their reputation as elites. After being briefly surprised, they swarmed around the mutant weirdo, kept a certain distance, and cast a spell again to imprison him.
No big problem, just as easy as usual.
The weirdo is like Ji Yin. After the explosion, his body is like a deflated balloon, falling limply into a state of withering, and no longer has the strength to resist.
Facing the inescapable seal, the mutant monster who regained his human form wailed twice, the vitality in his body collapsed, and the water evaporated in an instant and turned into a mummy.
Under the pressure of the seal, the mummy turned into ashes and walked away in a hurry, not even saying "I will definitely come back".
There's a problem! xN
The elites were confused by the continuous abnormal changes and looked at Wayne with strange eyes.
Based on their years of experience on the front lines, there must be a monster when something goes wrong. The person who appears at the crime scene without any warning and who is incompatible with the painting style is most likely the real culprit behind the scenes.
Criminals always like to appear at crime scenes and admire their masterpieces up close.
Sensing the looks in her teammates' eyes, Isabella frowned slightly. She also felt that there were a lot of doubts about Wayne. His strength had improved too fast, and it was unlikely that he had someone disguise his face.
But if she was getting close through an acquaintance, there was no need to pretend to be Wayne. She and Wayne knew each other, and ordinary friends were not that familiar.
Isabella picked up the leather shoes on the ground and said carefully that they were not magic props, just a very ordinary pair of leather shoes.
Purely handmade, there is nothing special about it except that it is expensive.
For a moment, Isabella became even more fearful and believed in her intuition. The mysterious man in front of her was not Wayne. Someone had disguised himself and pretended to be this face.
A cold wind blew through, and the atmosphere was a bit solemn.
Wayne had an embarrassed face and probably guessed something. He waved his hand into the void and rummaged around in the portable space.
Everyone took a step back, Isabella put on a defensive posture, made tactical gestures with one hand behind her, and waited with bated breath for the mysterious man to make a move.
A powerful enemy, at least at the level of a golden mage. If you are not careful, you will die.
Ding dong!
"Oh, why did the scepter, certificate, and badge of my Oracle High Priest fall to the ground?"
Wayne raised his brows, showing off the majesty of a big leader, and said with a half-smile, "What are the bastards in the division over there doing in a daze? They have no eyesight at all, and they don't even want to work anymore!"
"???" x7
The camera turned.
The members of the scalpel organization stood in line. Isabella stood at the first place in the queue, holding her head high, her hands close to the seams of her trousers, and looking straight ahead.
Sweat was pouring down like rain, and everyone was panicking.
It has been confirmed that the scepter, certificate, and badge are all genuine, and it is indeed the Oracle High Priest himself.
"Count!"
"1!"
"2!"
"3!"
"...
7! "
"Okay, you guys, in vain, assassinated the oracle high priest of the church! What does Paris Division mean? Where is the high priest? You have a scalpel inserted into the heart of the church headquarters. You want to rebel, right?"
Wayne clasped his hands behind his back, paced back and forth in front of the queue, punched No. 7 on the chest, and angrily shouted: "The following is a violation of the law, and what I dislike the most is you rebels, you have no loyalty. It can be said that all of them should be shot..."
"No, this is an old revolutionary area. According to the regional culture, everyone should be guillotined."
Wayne clenched his fist and punched No. 7 from No. 2. When it was No. 1's turn, which was Isabella's turn, Wayne turned his fist into a palm, then turned his palm into a claw, and shook it in front of Isabella.
You're sweating profusely now!
Seeing that Isabella was not squinting, Wayne snorted, put his hands behind his back, and reprimanded: "Look at you, the team was originally in a straight line, but when it got to you, it suddenly became crooked... crooked than crooked. Bi... no teamwork spirit... Babu Babu... no discipline at all..."
Wayne didn't say anything nonsense. The slimmed-down Isabella was bulging forward and backward, and her straight side silhouette stood out because of her.
Weak sense of discipline and lack of self-control have caused troubles to colleagues, affected the leadership's concentration, damaged the church's image in the hearts of believers, and caused extremely bad social impact.
This kind of person needs to reflect and have a deep review in the leadership room!
"Isabella, considering that you have served the church for many years and have worked hard without any merit, today the big thing is trivial, so I won't be embarrassed, but..."
Wayne has always been able to play the role of a leader, and he has a very good tone. He said sarcastically: "The impact of this mistake is extremely bad. It may subvert the discipline of the entire scalpel organization. It cannot be left unpunished."
"That's it, write a short essay of 5,000 words for self-examination. The essay is called 'My Oracle High Priest Idol'. It is objective and realistic, and no random imagination is allowed. Will you come to my room and read it to me tomorrow night?" Do you understand?"
"yes."
Isabella was crying in her heart and full of doubts. She still didn't understand what happened.
The biggest doubt is not that Wayne's strength has increased exaggeratedly, but that he has climbed too high. He has climbed from a white body to the Oracle High Priest in two years. Even if he relies on nepotism, it is too outrageous.
Wayne's teacher and her old leader, Heaphy, is still only the district high priest. How come Wayne, a student, is now the oracle high priest?
I can’t figure it out.
"I arrived in Paris secretly on behalf of the church headquarters. I have important matters to deal with. This is confidential. Anyone who dares to tell the truth will be guillotined. Do you understand me?"
"I understand!" x7
"Dismissed."
Wayne waved his hand, pointed at Isabella and said in a low tone: "You, stay, we haven't seen each other for two years, let's get close and personal tonight."
Seeing Wayne taking away the captain, the elites felt sad and angry, and their strong uneasiness made them think.
The Oracle High Priest is very unruly. He took away their White Moonlight, maybe to force her to go back to work as a Starfury force!
On the other side, Wayne led Isabella toward the barrier, his hands in his pockets, and his pace was quite arrogant.
Isabella was one step behind, with a bitter look on her face and her long dark green hair hanging down listlessly, resembling a captured investigator.
That is to say, at night, there must be some brave passers-by who were beaten during the day.
After all, he is Frank. He doesn’t have the courage to act bravely for righteousness, but he still has the courage to create romantic encounters in the name of righteousness.
"What's wrong? You haven't spoken a word?"
"I don't know what to say..."
Isabella sighed repeatedly: "Are you really Wayne? The changes have been too great. I still can't believe it now."
"What, you know my legendary mage?"
"What, you are a legendary mage?"
Isabella's eyes widened. She boldly assessed Wayne's strength and guessed that he was a golden mage.
In actual combat, Wayne upgraded too quickly and her foundation must be unstable. She has been fighting on the front line for many years. In a fight, she has an advantage. She can open at 73, or at most 64, and it will never be 50 or 50.
I never expected that I still underestimated Wayne, the legendary mage.
"How can I become the Oracle High Priest without the background of a legendary mage? You don't think I was chosen because I slept with the Pope, right?" Wayne joked.
"I never thought about it that way..."
Isabella hurriedly explained that the old Pope Ludwig was no longer in charge, and that the acting Pope Senna was Heifei’s teacher, that is, Mr. Wayne’s teacher. The idea of bullying the teacher and destroying the ancestor was too ridiculous, and the gossip forum was not allowed to do so. How dare you make it up like this.
If you compare goods, you will have to throw them away, if you compare people with others, you will die.
Isabella was not someone who liked comparisons, but two years later, Wayne had become a legendary mage + oracle priest. The gap was so big that she couldn't accept it for a while and felt like she was a waste.
The pride of being promoted to a Golden Mage, looking at it now, it seems so frivolous and ridiculous to be complacent.
Isabella's sigh sounded extremely pleasant to Wayne. At that time, he was still a magician's apprentice. He was forced by the big shots to run to the countryside to take refuge. He stood up like a follower, and the silver-level Isabella was in his eyes. He is already considered a master.
Things changed, and in less than two and a half years, he became a master in Isabella's eyes.
How about accidentally dropping the elemental mantra on the ground?
Wayne touched his chin, wondering if he should pretend to be this pussy, but after thinking about it, he decided not to. It had already been loaded just now, and Isabella hadn't digested it yet. It was too full at one time, and it would be a waste if it overflowed.
Another day, after Isabella has finished digesting it, pretend to be her again!
Stepping out of the barrier, Wayne met his secretary Mona, who crossed her shoulders with her arms and glanced at Isabella with a rather teasing smile.
"Boss, this old friend of yours is indeed a heavyweight player." Mona said in a strange tone.
It's heavy, and it looks very heavy at first glance.
"Well, the situation is a bit complicated, I can quibble."
"You just swore."
Mona rolled her eyes: "With all due respect, this beauty does not meet Kerr's taste..."
"It wasn't like this two years ago. It was magic. She added magic."
Wayne interrupted and introduced the two of them: "This is Mona, my secretary, and this is Isabella, my old friend. We have teamed up to fight the evil god of the Egg Cult before."
"Hello."
"Uh, hello."
Mona was very resentful. Suddenly there was an old acquaintance in their world, and she felt that tonight's business was about to come to nothing.
In her ears, there came a kind reminder from Archangel Heshuno, telling her to open her eyes and see clearly that Wayne was a pervert and a scumbag. There were countless lovers out there. It was still too late to break up before anyone died. .
Mona snorted in her heart. She couldn't bear to hear anyone say bad things about Wayne, and she couldn't do it either. She replied: "Don't pretend to be a good person here. You are one of his lovers. I'm watching. You are there every time at Kaiyin Party." !”
Lies won't hurt people, the truth is the sharpest weapon. This sentence was so lethal that it directly made the Archangel shut himself up.
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High-end restaurant, private rooms.
"There's a roaring noise...chirp, chirp, chirp..."
“Hmph hum…”
Isabella gave a gourmet-level eating performance. Wayne looked familiar and didn't think anything was wrong. Mona was dumbfounded and suspected that she was overthinking it. The foodie beauty was really an old acquaintance of Wayne, not an old acquaintance.
"Isabella, you are already a golden mage, so you should have no shortage of magic power. Why do you still use food to store magic power?" Wayne asked curiously.
"I'm used to it, I can't keep my mouth shut."
Isabella explained unclearly, and her poor appearance made her appearance plummet.
Isabella joined the church's scalpel organization during her time as a silver mage. A serious injury caused her illness, and her magic power was nearly half less than that of magicians of the same level. In desperation, she had no choice but to use fat to store up her magic power so that it could be activated at critical moments. .
After being promoted to the Golden Mage, the shortcomings will be cured by themselves, and there is no need to destroy the image to ensure the stability of the magic power. The habit of being greedy has been developed, and there is no way to change it. I simply reverse the magic formula and turn the fat gained from eating into magic power.
After going back and forth, my figure is so good that it explodes.
You say it is natural and uses magic, but you say it is not natural because she has not used technology or hard work.
In addition, many female magicians have magic formulas for maintaining a proud figure. Led by several goddesses, their filters are full.
High-end restaurants sell standard fare and pay attention to style. The dishes are exquisite but the prices are extremely high. Isabella ignored the standards and treated the high-end restaurant as a buffet. After a feast in which the manager was ecstatic and the chef was in tears, she put down the knife and fork in her hand and picked up a napkin to wipe the stains from the corners of her mouth gracefully.
Just very elegant.
"..."
Wayne's idea is purely to use oneself to judge others. The pervert has been established for a long time, and he really thinks that he is a pervert before he comes out.
Isabella's eating habits have always been very generous. If she didn't mean to target anyone, it would be even more impossible to treat him as a pervert. In Isabella's eyes, Wayne's character was remarkable, he was outstanding rather than lewd.
If I really had an idea, I wouldn't introduce her to my lover's secretary, but pretend to be single and have a chance encounter in Paris, the romantic city.
After eating, Isabella picked up the red wine on the table and took a sip: "I'm very sorry. When we parted last time, I promised to treat you to delicious food in Paris, but it turned out that I was always eating, but don't worry, I’ll still treat you to this meal.”
"Are you sure?"
Wayne tilted his head slightly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers. The lobby manager smiled and walked over with the bill.
It was a very long bill with very long numbers, which made Isabella's face turn green.
"Although this restaurant is not the best, it is undoubtedly the most expensive. Do you want me to lend you money to help you with the turnover?" Wayne joked, took out the wallet from Mona's bag, and joined the senior membership club after checking out. .
"As expected of you, you got me into the super VIP club in just one meal."
"sorry……"
Isabella lowered her head in shame and didn't pay attention when she entered. When she paid, she realized that this restaurant was not something she could afford.
What, why didn't you pay attention while eating?
If you can ask this kind of question, you won’t understand foodies at first glance.
"It's okay. I've done well in the past two years and saved a little money, such as the church. I've been embezzling public funds a lot recently," Wayne comforted.
Isabella: "..."
Is this something she can hear?
“Are you full?”
"I'm full."
"Would you like some more fruit?"
"Uh, I'm troubling you."
Desserts and fruits are free for senior members. Wayne snapped his fingers and the lobby manager arrived as if he teleported. Hearing that Heavenly Father needed fruit to remove greasiness, he decisively ordered the arrangement.
"Isabella, I have a few questions for you."
Wayne raised his eyebrows and said, "I became the High Priest of the Oracle in March, and it's already May now. Paris doesn't seem to know about it?"
"I did not receive a notice, and the church did not issue an official document on this matter." Isabella replied truthfully.
Wayne nodded. Pope Senna was loyal to him and worshiped the faith as much as Anastasia. The church headquarters issued an official document announcing the promotion of the oracle to the high priest in each district. The Lundan district had received it. There was no reason. There was no news from Frank.
No need to think about it, it must be Chongzhi who got stuck in the process.
After all, the Church of Nature did not surprise Wayne at all.
"Tell me, where is the impression the district has on the church headquarters?"
"Pope Ludwig has delegated power and is currently not involved in government affairs. Acting Pope Senna will take over internal affairs. If everything goes well, she will officially become the pope within ten years." Isabella said while eating a banana.
A very correct understanding. Not to mention the division, few people in the headquarters knew that Ludwig was dead.
"Who is in charge of the Paris Divisional Headquarters now? Are there any abnormalities recently?"
"The high priest Ms. Sang Lan, she is a legendary mage, and she is assisted by four priests..."
"There has been nothing abnormal recently. It is still the same as it was before, but the connection with other churches is closer, because of the Heili Cult..."
Isabella said slowly, telling the outsider about the terrible mess in Paris.
Frank is one of the seven divisions of the Church of Nature. The division is headquartered in Paris. It has a legendary mage high priest and four golden mage priests as assistants.
Without royal suppression, several churches were very powerful in Frank and joined forces to control Frank's magical world.
The most intuitive manifestation is that the headquarters of the Ministry of Magic under Frank is controlled by several churches. Four legendary mages from Nature, Sun, Moonlight, and Heavenly Father Church serve as honorary deputy ministers of the Ministry of Magic, and a golden mage is promoted as minister.
It’s clear who is in charge and who is the boss.
It can be said that the current interest pattern in the Frankish magic world is complex and intertwined, and has formed a complex interest chain.
It would be better if we didn't investigate, but something would definitely happen if we did, even if all the warehouses were burned down, it wouldn't be a problem.
With the structure solidified, there are only secret fights but no open fights, secret fights between churches, internal strife within the churches, and the common hatred of the enemy who join forces to defend against the enemy when faced with the pressure of the Death Knight.
One word, chaos.
About a year ago, a mysterious gang called the Heili Cult emerged in Paris. At first, it was just a wildfire that could be extinguished easily and did not attract much attention.
Within half a year, the development momentum intensified, attracting the attention of several churches. After a secret investigation, it was labeled as a cult and became the prey of several churches' joint efforts to suppress it.
Black philosophy is like a spring. The more oppressive it is, the more alarming the rebound will be. It has developed to the point where it has become the number one cancer in the eyes of several churches.
"The power of the Black Theory spread from Paris to the entire Frank. Although the overall situation is still under the control of the Ministry of Magic, in order to encircle and suppress the Black Theory, a large number of magicians were dispatched to various places, and Paris's defense strength was not sufficient. …”
"It's not yet clear where the headquarters of the Heili Sect is, what the leadership structure of the church is, and how strong the top management is..."
"Tonight's task of Notre Dame Cathedral should have been handled internally by the Holy See of Heavenly Father. Because of insufficient manpower, we turned to the Natural Church for help, so..."
After finishing the fruit, Isabella also finished talking.
Before Wayne could snap his fingers, the lobby manager ordered someone to deliver another fruit set. God, don't worry about whether it's expensive or not, just say the service was not attentive.
"Where's the Headless Horseman? Is there any news about him recently?"
"The Headless Horseman?"
"Slip of the tongue, I meant Death Knight."
"The Death Knight hasn't shown up for a long time."
Isabella lowered her voice: "According to reliable information, the Death Knight went to Lundan and abandoned the underground tomb of Paris. You are also a Lundan, so you should have heard about it."
Wayne nodded and said truthfully: "I've heard of it, but I've never met him in person."
Wayne asked a few more questions, and Isabella answered them one by one.
After listening to her story, Wayne had some guesses in his mind. First of all, he could confirm that the so-called Black Theory was the masterpiece of the Devil's Alliance.
When the devil preaches in the human world, it is definitely not to promote truth, goodness and beauty. No matter how he changes his tactics, the ultimate goal is only the gate of hell.
"Boss, this black philosophy..."
Mona turned her head, and she smelled the scent of the devil on Heili Cult.
"No rush, just take it step by step."
Wayne looked at Isabella: "Don't go back tonight, come back to the hotel with me."
"OK."
Isabella nodded without doubt or fear.
Wayne didn't see the panicked face or the change in his expression as he struggled and then gave up. He was quite puzzled for a moment: "No, you just believe me like that?"
"What if?"
That's right.
It feels great to be trusted by others. Wayne said with satisfaction: "Don't worry, I won't let you work in vain and take care of the food."
Isabella smiled, as long as food and shelter were provided, she had no problem.
Wayne felt inexplicably distressed when he saw it. The Church of Nature was a big church after all. It looked so hungry. A Frankish strongman who weighed more than 300 pounds had his long legs and waistcoat lines exposed due to starvation. He couldn't even look at a single insect. Went down.
Wayne patted Isabella on the shoulder: "We have a good relationship. I will definitely not treat you badly after I get promoted. Take me to see the high priest tomorrow and give you a special meal supplement. From now on, you can eat freely. The church will give you You reimburse."
In an instant, Isabella looked at Wayne differently.
It's like a pervert has met a beautiful lady, a martial artist has obtained a secret book, or, to put it bluntly, a foodie has found a long-term meal ticket.
Mona shook her head speechlessly. It could be seen that Wayne had no idea about Miss Isabella, but subconsciously attacked her out of habit.
It's not a big problem. She can make Isabella wake up tonight. Wayne has no idea in that regard. Don't attack yourself by yourself.
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the next day.
Isabella, who hadn't slept a wink all night, sat on the sofa in a daze, her long dark green hair hanging down from her forehead, making her eyes gleam green.
The essay is written, it’s hard physical work, so...
Very hungry.
Last night, Isabella listened to a symphony. The lead singer was secretary Mona. She was a quiet secretary during the day, but her image changed drastically at night. Listening to the singing, she became an old artist.
But, why do you curse people? It doesn’t sound like acting.
Isabella didn't understand very well. She remembered that when the door was closed, Mona set up a soundproof barrier. Why did the barrier suddenly fail in the middle of the concert?
After careful consideration, I suspected that Wayne had ordered her to use long-term meal tickets as bait to ask her to recommend herself to the pillow and take the initiative to join the concert to sing a chorus.
Who is she looking down on? She is not someone who is willing to give up her personality and dignity just for food.
Just as I was thinking about it, I felt hungry and my eyes turned greener.
Personality and dignity can be moved to the side first.
If basic desires are not satisfied, pursuing spiritual realm is sheer nonsense. Be realistic, only when you are full can you have the strength to earn back your personality and dignity!
Isabella thinks it makes sense. Wayne's younger brother is young and rich, holds a high position and has magical talent. He is also a student of the old leader. It is a good choice for everyone to know the basics.
In the bedroom, Mona puts on clothes for Wayne and secretly makes some small plans. This is a sure thing. If Isabella is a little ashamed, she will stay away from Wayne.
She didn't realize at all that because of her assist, the outside world had already begun to attack itself.
"Boss, do you suspect there is something wrong with the Natural Church?"
"Beyond any doubt, there must be something wrong."
Wayne put on his suit, put on his watch and said: "First of all, I am very convinced that the power of Frank's Heavenly Father Church has fallen, and the clergy have basically turned to the devil, or are controlled by the devil."
"The Life Alliance and Heavenly Father's Holy See are too close, and the Church of Nature sent its own tactical team to help Heavenly Father's Holy See do tasks..."
"Tsk, tsk, what even Heavenly Father couldn't do was done by the devil."
Wayne sighed and continued: "The Natural Church has a big problem. Not only the high priest, but also the four priests are not immune. I will go to the high priest to get information and find out where the headquarters of the Heli Cult is. First, Eradicate this scourge to prevent the devil from suddenly making sacrifices and harming innocent people.”
If you like it, please give me some more. x2
Mona has a look of admiration on her face, and every time Wayne mentions the devil, his harsh tone and disdainful tone fascinate her.
She couldn't hold it back, hugged Wayne and kissed him.
"Don't make trouble, I have to do business today."
Wayne rolled his eyes. Mona was too deeply influenced by Heshuno. He never thought that the devil could become a part of their three games.
"Boss, I think you are the Holy Son. In front of you, the devil's conspiracy has never succeeded..."
Mona nodded firmly, regardless of whether Hexuno believed it or not, she was convinced of it.
(End of chapter)