348: Chapter 169: It’s ti for the much-anticipated settlent!_3 348: Chapter 169: It’s ti for the much-anticipated settlent!_3 He hurriedly threw down the sheepskin manuscript and asked Mona what had happened.
“That book…”
Mona closed her eyes, bowed her head, and dared not look at the sheepskin manuscript: “It has so kind of magic, making subconsciously want to finish it.
My thoughts were influenced—it was extrely difficult to read, and I felt like my soul was being torn apart and reassembled, and my body was about to split open…”
“It’s okay, a hug will make it better.”
Wayne wrapped Mona in his embrace, his palm touching the sweat-soaked pajamas.
He looked at the sheepskin manuscript in surprise: “Strange, why am I fine after reading it?”
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Wayne had an epiphany; he had been contaminated several tis before, and when he opened the Great Eyeball, he was a source of radioactive contamination—the sheepskin manuscript could affect Mona but not him.
“Boss, you’re an angel, unaffected by evil thoughts.” Mona snuggled into Wayne’s arms, squinting her eyes as she provided the answer.
Her mind influenced by the sheepskin manuscript and ntally exhausted, she hugged Wayne, wriggled into a comfortable position in his arms, and fell asleep imdiately.
Completely defenseless!
Wayne touched Mona’s forehead, swept her brow with his hand to make sure there was nothing abnormal, then picked up the sheepskin manuscript again, resisting the urge to argue and started reading again.
After finishing the book, he discovered that the bloodstained handwriting varied, with the manuscript jointly created by over a dozen authors.
He didn’t rule out the possibility that the Moonlight Church had collected the sheepskin drafts and rebound them.
Wayne leaned against the sofa, one hand on Mona’s shoulder, frowning in thought about the origin of the sheepskin manuscript.
He saw the authors’ descriptions of the stars between the lines.
They wrote of the appearance of the stars with admiration and astonishnt!
“This isn’t right, the starry sky isn’t that spectacular…”
“These authors must have gone mad.”
Wayne really wanted to ask Philona for clarification, taking so many treasures with her, each with a different use, seemingly random—was she preparing to make a trade with a certain power?
If so, what was the trade item from the other side?
Thinking of another group of unlucky folks who had walked into an ambush, and that he was not present to lend a hand, Wayne smacked his thigh in irritation.
“Ying ying~~”
“Sorry, continue sleeping.”
Wayne picked up the Fire Elental Ring, a magic ring used for casting spells, housing an astonishing reserve of Fire Elent, which could also be considered an energy storage vessel.
With his Fire Elental Affinity, casting spells through the ring would only slow down the rate at which fellow Fire Elents flocked to him.
He decisively initiated ditation mode, drawing the stored Fire Elent into his body.
“Why is there only one Fire Elental Ring?
Where are the other three?
Did Philona take a kickback?”
As Wayne gathered with the Fire Elent, he complained that Auntie’s appetite was too big and all the benefits were taken by her.
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November 3rd.
The day after the Capital Grand Hotel suffered a localized earthquake, Lucerne City authorities, at Nicholas’s strong insistence, arranged a flight back to Lundan.
Wayne and Mona left on a plane, while Nicholas and his team mbers remained in Lucerne City.
It was a good opportunity as the latter still wanted to gain more benefits for the group.
At noon, Butler Philark picked them up, and the black sedan arrived at Wayne Manor.
Without the three eternally young college girls at ho, Mona felt she was back in action, annoyed that she had slept too heavily the previous night to seize the opportunity.
Now with the daylight just right, she might be able to trick another chance.
Ding ling ling—
The ringing from the living room phone roused Wayne, who picked it up to hear Austin’s voice.
“I heard you were in an earthquake in Lucerne City, the whole hotel destroyed?”
“Sothing like that happened, but don’t worry, I’m lucky—I wasn’t hurt.”
“I’m not worried about you.
Trash like you, burdened with a mission, won’t die without fulfilling your destiny of causing mischief.”
Austin didn’t mince words, speaking blunt truths before continuing, “The Dragon Blood is in your hands, right?”
“Seriously?
You know about that too?”
Wayne was speechless, Old Login seed to know everything as if he had so cheat.
To his knowledge, the last information network covering the God-chosen Continent was the Heavenly Father.
On the other end of the phone, Austin spoke gravely, “I know because I have reasons to know.
You’re in big trouble now, under the Magic Departnt’s scrutiny, and not just the Dragon Blood—bring the other stuff as well, I’m waiting at ho for you.”
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