Chapter 499 Rebirth From the Ashes: The Sixth Evil God

Preliminary summary - I have been on a business trip for the past two days, and some work needs to be implemented after the lockdown is lifted, so it is a single update for the time being. Once the business trip is over, it will be reverted to double updates immediately. I hope everyone understands.

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They meet in the garden.

"Come for a walk with me."

Vito invited, and then the two of them walked in the garden in the atrium. This is a beautiful greenhouse garden. It is really difficult to see such a scenery on a steel battleship.

Trees and flowers were planted around them. The tall crown tree blocked the sky and the sun, and the sentinel tree stood as its name suggests. Above the two of them, long willow trees extended their vines.

They proceed along the boulevard, with almond blossoms in full bloom on the left and fragrant violets on the right, thriving in the warm sunlight simulated within the greenhouse.

"How are you?"

He asked, looking at the tall dome above his head, which was the sky made of glass, through which he could see the endless starry sky.

"I'm fine, Your Excellency, but how is she? Silver Snake." She replied softly, her voice was very low, as if she was afraid of disturbing the flowers growing in this beautiful garden.

"She's fine and alive."

Vito said calmly, "The soul stone preserved her soul, and her body was repaired by the pharmacists and biological sages on the ship. Then she came back to life and is now going home with Jack."

"That's good," she whispered softly, the sound of the stream flowing over the rocks in the garden echoing in her ears.

The two walked forward in silence, walking along the boulevard and passing a stone bridge and rose bushes. Surrounded by flowers, Vito spoke again.

"You did well, Miss Pedronela, you successfully deceived Anthony and his associates," he said.

Petronila also nodded humbly and said: "My honor, Your Excellency, thank you for your compliment."

"You are an excellent undercover agent, Pedronilla. He offered you a generous price, but you have withstood the test. I have to say that I admire you very much."

"Thank you, my lord, because I know that you can give me something more important." Pedronilla said with a smile, "Your story cannot be found in the great library of Terra."

Vito turned to look at her, and she looked at him with a half-smile. Vito knew from her eyes that she clearly sent someone to follow her.

But she didn't point it out, which was a very smart move that made Vito couldn't help but look at her with admiration again.

"Your name, Petronilla, does it mean graybird, right?" Vito said. He knew that he would never remember it wrong, and Petronilla's nod also confirmed this.

Vito stood on tiptoes and picked a bullflower from the treetop above his head. He put it in her hair, and she stood obediently in front of him, letting him get closer, lowering her head to let him His fingers touched his ears.

The sunlight in the greenhouse was chopped into pieces by the tree canopy and turned into fragments falling on her face. Pedronilla looked at Vito's face.

"In guest etiquette, giving gifts to others means ending the guest relationship." She whispered softly, "Are you going to send me away? You have already dealt with Anthony, and I am no longer valuable to you, right? It's just a question. The annoying girl.”

She is indeed beautiful, Vito thought to himself. In the sunshine of the canopy, her eyes are like a pair of watery gems, and her hair is smooth and long, which is unforgettable.

Vito looked at her, and then shook his head in the negative, "No, you are not useless to me, Pedronela, I need you to help me contact Waldo."

He gave a very straightforward reply. Pedranilla looked at him, her eyes were a little shocked for a moment, but she soon calmed down. She sighed longly and did not want to deny it.

After all, there is no point in denying it. She knows that it is useless and useless to lie to herself.

"When did you recognize me?" she asked after a while.

"Don't get me wrong, I have no intention of denying your disguise skills. Your skills are very skillful, even in my opinion. That's why you were able to deceive Anthony so that he couldn't tell."

Vito said: "But you made an inconspicuous little mistake. You called me, Constantine, and said that was my real last name. Maybe you wanted to get closer to me, but so far, only four people know it. In this matter, two of them are actually the same person, and the other two.”

He paused, "It's the Emperor and Waldo. You are not sent by the Emperor. If he wanted to warn me and her, he would have sent Celestine."

"Although it would be scary, and I'm scared to think about that girl's face when she arrives, but I do miss her and want to see her." Vito added after a moment, with a smile on his face.

"You are not sent by the Emperor, so you can only be from Waldo. Besides, I also got news that he sent a spy to me."

Facing Vito's smile, Pedronela also smiled bitterly, but without any intention of resisting or escaping.

"Then what are you going to do with me? Call Lancelot to kill me? Or hand me over to the Inquisition for torture and interrogation?"

"How could it be? That would hurt this beautiful face." Vito said, stroking the face with the back of his fingers, with a faint smile, "That would be a pity, no, I wouldn't do that."

"This is different from how the Empire treats spies."

"Indeed, you're lucky."

He smiled, which surprised Pezzolana, who had no idea what Vito was thinking.

"Then what are you going to do?"

Vito looked at her big watery eyes and observed her carefully for a while before speaking, "Pedronilla Viva, is this really your name?"

"Is this your plan? To ask my name? To have it engraved on a tombstone?"

"Just answer me."

After Vito said this, she was silent for a moment, looking into his eyes. The sound of the stream became louder and louder after the two became quiet, and the canary in the birdcage in the distance also began to sing.

They sang and sang, and after the lark also joined in singing, Petronilla shook her head slightly and said, "No, that is not my real name."

"My real name is Milva, which means Scarlet Bird. Lord Waldo gave it to me."

"What was your name before? Before this name."

"Is that important? I am an orphan, Constantine. The past is not important. My parents died when I was very young in the famine after the state church increased taxes in order to build churches."

She recounted being tormented by painful memories of the past, hearing the hungry cries again in her ears, the pain of the rope trapping her wrists, and the scratching of stones as her legs were dragged across the ground.

She sighed, "I was very beautiful at the time, and the bishop of the state church planned to take me as his concubine. Although I was only thirteen years old at the time, he still planned to rape me. They tied me up and planned to take me away. At this moment Lord Waldo came."

"He killed the ecclesiastical bishop, executed all the local church members, killed the defense forces, and organized the locals to repel several suppressions by the Governor's Palace. Later, he ordered The governor canceled the tax increase and removed the bishops and monks from the state church."

"They didn't realize he wasn't a Custodian?"

"He was wearing golden armor and was more than three meters tall. To the people in the ignorant land, he was the emperor's forbidden army. Naturally, no one dared to disobey his request."

Pedronela fell silent, and as usual, Vito remained silent for a while before continuing.

"Then he asked me if I wanted to leave with him."

"And you agreed." He interrupted inappropriately.

"Yes, I agreed. What choice did I have at that time? The only fate left was to go to a brothel and survive with my face and what was between my legs."

Vito nodded and didn't ask further, "He's nice to you, isn't he?"

"Yes, Lord Waldo has adopted many orphans. He asked the sect to train, teach and raise us, and we are not ready for that day. Some of them are quite talented, and they will be selected by him to cultivate and train us personally."

"And you are one of the best."

"Yes, Your Excellency."

"He has a good eye."

"Thank you, Your Excellency."

She looked at herself, her eyes sparkling.

Vito thought for a moment, then turned around and walked forward for a while before speaking, "What is the mission he asked you to come to me for?"

"You're not going to assassinate me, are you?" He said, and couldn't help but snicker. Petronilla noticed the meaning of ridicule, but she was not angry.

She shook her head, "No, of course not. You are a god. Although I have been trained by Lord Waldo and have assassinated many people, I can't kill you. He knows it."

"But he sent you anyway."

"My face and body are sharper than swords, and my sweet words are stronger than the sharpest spear, that's what Lord Waldo said." She said, "He thinks this will be useful to you. After all, you like women. ”

"That's true. My brother also made a good choice. You really make me like you."

"I'm glad you say that, my lord."

"Back to the topic, why did he ask you to come?"

"Pry out the emperor's true name." She said without hesitation for a moment, "This is what we are looking for, and have been for all these years. Lord Waldo believes that only you are the most likely to know."

"So he sent you," Vito said, picking a flower, a small white flower.

"Then did you find it?"

"There's a name, Ogham."

"How did you know that was it?"

"With my directness, they always say my intuition is very accurate, and it has saved me many times so far."

"But you didn't guess what happened today."

"To this day, yes my lord."

They stopped, far away on the boulevard, leaving the flowing stream behind them, and turned around at a place filled with white roses and almond blossoms.

"You are wrong, Pedronila Viva. I don't know if that is his real name. I'm afraid no one in this world remembers it, just like my own name."

He smiled bitterly, with his hands behind his back, and stood among the flowers. They looked at each other and fell into a long confrontation.

"I failed." She broke the silence.

"Are you going to kill me?" she continued, as if she was no longer afraid of death, as if she had already died.

"No."

He replied, his words were calm and without any murderous intention, which surprised Petronila.

"I said before that I like you. This was not a lie or a compliment, but the truth." He said sincerely, "Waldo is indeed accurate. You remind me of an old friend, so I will not kill you. I need you to do one thing for me, one last thing, and then you can leave safely."

Petronilla thought for a while, and said with a curious look: "What is it?"

"Help me contact Waldo, tell him I want to meet him, and he will arrange the location."

Petronilla was silent for a while, and then did not hide his doubts, "Aren't you afraid that we will set a trap? Just like you did to Anthony."

"No." He said affirmatively.

"Why?"

"Because I know Waldo, better than any of you, he won't hurt me." Vito said as he walked up and put the white rose on Petronilla, just together with the gray bird flower.

He stepped back a few steps, "Contact him." After that, Vito turned around and continued to walk deep into the garden, leaving Petronilla in place. He looked at his back and felt a warm feeling in his chest.

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In an unknown room, a tall figure sat in a Zen courtyard, with incense burners and candles lit around him. There were many ancient books beside the candlelight, which were piled up like a mountain, and the man sat in the middle.

He flipped through a book in his hand and crossed out a string of names with his pen.

"Lord Waldo, Mival replied."

A man walked in from the edge of the courtyard and said, he was wearing a yellow robe, like a monk, but the gun faintly visible under the robe was not something a monk would have.

"What did she say?" Waldo asked without turning his head.

"She failed, she didn't find the true name of the fifth evil god."

"That's not surprising, I've been looking for it for dozens of lifetimes, but I haven't found it." Waldo said and wrote something else in the notebook.

"She is only twenty years old, let her continue to approach Vito and wait for orders."

"But sir." The monk's unexpected disobedient speech made Waldo look back slightly surprised.

"Go on."

"She also mentioned that Vito Constantine wants to see you, and the location will be chosen by us."

Waldo stopped writing after hearing this.

He turned his head slightly, stood up after a moment of silence, and the yellow cloak on his body also slipped to the ground, and the golden armor was clearly revealed.

Waldo turned around and pulled out the long halberd "Spear of Dawn" from the pile of books. Looking at its golden body, it seemed to have returned to the past, but this time, the swing was not the same as before.

He hesitated and pressed the switch on one side. When the power lightning jumped on the blade, his concerns disappeared.

"Tell him I will meet him."

The golden giant turned around and clenched the long halberd in his hand. The pair of imperial eagles on his chest shone under the candlelight. Then he walked out of the secret room where he had been for many years, leaving the books and ancient scriptures to go to the appointment.

"Do you need us to set an ambush?" The monk asked from behind.

"No, you don't have to do anything. This is between us."

As he said, he stepped into the shadows holding the long halberd. He was going to the appointment, and judging from the flash of the Spear of Dawn in the dark, it would not be a reunion of old friends.

"The Sixth Evil God." He muttered in his mouth, holding the Spear of Dawn that shone as brightly as its name and stepped into the darkness.