Restarting the myth.

Chapter 152: Reincarnation of Angels, Stigmata, and the Coming of Holy Light
"Alright, don't be sad. The Dullahan is only saying this because he is being controlled. He doesn't really want to scold you."

In the sewer, Wayne comforts the depressed Yulia.

"What I said is what I said, even if I was controlled by you. Yulia, your former master didn't love you at all. There's no need to be sad for him." Abin snorted coldly, standing up for his friend.

To be a rational person, the headless knight is just a big pig's hoof!

"Abin, it's immoral to say bad things about people behind their backs. Although I'm very good to Yulia, it's undeniable that the Headless Horseman is also very good to her." Wayne scolded with a stern face, not wanting to hear similar words in the future.

Yulia was dejected and squatted in a corner. The low air pressure was visible to the naked eye.

"Yulia, you don't have to be sad. Think about it positively. You had a master who loved you before, and you still have a master who loves you now. You haven't lost anything." Wayne patted the horse's back and said KFC.

"I don't think so. The Headless Knight regards Yulia as a tool, unlike you, my master. You only feel sorry for Yulia." Abin continued.

"Hey, why are you still talking?"

Wayne glared at Abin and said, "Good advice. He is worthy of being his dog. This is how he should be advised."

"Of course the master is good, but the Headless Knight... the previous master was also very good to me."

Yulia was nearly dragged into a ditch by the man and the dog. He said gloomily, "I am sad not because he is mean to me. He is controlled by the devil, and it is not his intention to be mean. When I think about the fact that he didn't come to see me for so long for my own good, and that he endured the torture alone while I found a new owner outside, I hate myself especially."

The undead horse looked at Wayne and said, "Master, am I the kind of horse that doesn't know how to love itself and behaves frivolously?"

"That's definitely not the case!"

Wayne shook his head in denial. If Yulia was fickle, then what was he? He was really a yellow-haired guy.

The God of Pure Love cannot stand this kind of grievance!
"Then what am I?"

"Yulia, you are just releasing your nature."

Wayne continued KFC: "Remember what the Headless Horseman said? You didn't betray him. The reason why I can ride on you and gallop is because of his secret instructions. Because he nodded, we can be happy."

Headless Horseman: I didn’t, I didn’t say that, how can I nod when I don’t even have a head!

Wayne smacked his lips, feeling that something was not right. The more he spoke, the more he sounded like Huang Mao. He then said, "This is the situation. Even if you really betrayed him, it is within his plan. You don't have to feel any psychological burden. This is his mission."

Eh, that seems even more wrong!

Yulia seemed to understand what he said, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be true.

However, when he thought about the Headless Horseman being tortured and unable to maintain his independent will, he became depressed and lost spirits.

Wayne needs to ride a few more laps before things get better.

Okay, okay, you're waiting for me here, right?
Wayne met Yulia's request, transformed into a Death Knight, rode on horseback and strolled through the sewers. Noticing the increasingly brisk sound of horse hooves, he said, "Yulia, you're still thinking about the Headless Horseman, right?"

Yulia was silent for a while: "Master, do you think I am betraying you?"

No, I'm not the victim.

Wayne stroked the horse's cold neck and said with a smile, "How could that be? The fact that you never forget me shows that you are a loyal warhorse. I am so happy."

"That's right. This is not betrayal, it's gilding. The master can ride you, and the Headless Knight will be proud of it." Abin echoed.

"Abin, don't talk, the smell is too strong."

Wayne tried to change the subject away from the yellow-haired man's weird circle and said to Yulia: "Cheer up. The Dullahan and I don't want to see you like this. As for his current situation..."

Wayne paused and continued, "He is just down and out for a while. He is a knight chosen by God and will not be controlled by the devil forever. After this test, his faith will become more devout."

"But the devil is so powerful, and they are an alliance. How long will he have to wait before he can regain his freedom?"

"almost."

"?"

"When you and I first met, I was nothing. Now I am a silver mage."

Wayne said to Yulia: "Give me some time. When I am strong enough to defeat the devil, I will go to Paris to rescue the headless knight and take his head from the devil."

Wayne didn't say whether he would return the head to the Headless Horseman after taking it back, but referring to the context, any normal person would understand it as returning it.

That's what Yulia thought. She was deeply moved and turned back to rub Wayne's palm: "Master, you are so kind."

"I can't help it. Who made me love you so much? I won't feel good if you're sad."

"Then...if he regains his will and becomes a Death Knight again, what should I do?" Yulia was extremely conflicted. Both of her masters were very good to her, and she couldn't bear to leave either of them.

Is it possible that the two masters could be more generous and let the Headless Horseman ride her during the day and Wayne ride her at night?

There are no losers, it’s a win-win situation for all and everyone is happy!

"That's easy. You stay by his side. I will call you when I need you. Just be there whenever I call." Wayne said readily.

"He will definitely be sad if he finds out..."

"Stupid, just come here secretly without letting him know."

"Well, I listen to the master."

The future is promising, double the happiness!
Yulia imagined the future, and the haze in her heart was cleared away. She became the carefree and happy little mare before.

She carried Wayne on her back and ran as fast as she could in the sewer. The sound of the horse's hooves was so fast and sharp that it seemed that only this could express the unspeakable joy.

Practicing skills and gaining experience.

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Wayne couldn't help laughing while riding on horseback. It was impossible to come here secretly. He had to go through the shadow nightmare to summon Yulia.

If that day really comes, how could the Dullahan not know that Yulia's self-proclaimed sneakiness was nothing more than the Dullahan turning a blind eye.

"Hey, why are we back to the yellow-haired weird circle again?"

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Wayne House.

After coaxing Yulia, Wayne asked her to hide the sealed book, and then went home to ask Valkyrie for swordsmanship.

In the ruins of Giant City, he was able to kill the Golden Mage with one sword. In addition to the fact that the Death Knight's vest was strong enough, his increasingly improved swordsmanship was the fundamental reason.

Sneak attacks account for a small proportion, only one percent, no more.

Valkyrie is a qualified knight teacher. She is always willing to help and never hesitates to share what she has learned. There is nothing that the students cannot learn that she will not teach.

As Wayne gradually practiced and gained some experience in swordsmanship, he discovered that the dragon-slaying swordsmanship that Valkyrie taught him and Willy was different.

The swordsmanship taught to Willy is more feminine, with more detailed operations.

The swordsmanship that Wayne learned omitted these details. His moves were wide and fierce, and the main purpose was to kill one thousand enemies while injuring eight hundred of his own. Once many sword moves were performed, he completely abandoned his own defense.

In response to Wayne's question, Valkyrie's answer was very simple. She was armor, responsible for defense and protection, and the knight only needed to hold the sword and kill the enemy.

Willy continued to practice swordsmanship, and Wayne finished the class half an hour early and drove to the college to pick up Chris after school.

The senior student has already prepared the university textbooks. This knowledge corresponds to the "emptiness" of the Silver Cross stage. It is very important and is an indispensable part of Wayne's practice.

By the time the car returned from the Women's College, it was dinner time.

"Master, there is a lady looking for you. She is in the living room and calls herself Mona. She is your good friend." The maid reported.

"Why is she here?"

Wayne was quite puzzled: "You came at a perfect time. It's time for dinner. I'll go prepare some tableware."

The maid nodded and left. Chris followed behind Wayne and asked curiously, "Who is Mona? Don't you have very few friends? When did you get a new friend?"

Three questions in a row, very curious.

Wayne heard the meaning of protecting his food and silently gave a thumbs up. He was worthy of being the one who, after unremitting efforts, finally made the senior girl have improper thoughts about him.

"Mona is an employee of the detective agency. You are an accountant, so you should have seen her name."

Wayne was puzzled and asked back: "Strange, I remember you have a photographic memory, how come you even forgot your colleague's name?"

Of course Chris remembered the name Mona and had read her resume. She was a mature and beautiful older sister. She pretended not to know but was curious about why the other party came to visit her.

Just as he was about to explain, he saw Wayne looking at him with a smile, so he lowered his head and remained silent, looking for ants on the ground.

Yes, who Mona is has nothing to do with her. The ones who should be worried about are Veronica and Willy.

In the living room, Mona sat upright with a cup of black tea in front of her.

Opposite was the wary Willy, who would steal glances at Mona from time to time. With her red lips, glasses, big breasts and long legs, and Wayne's favorite stockings, the old woman must have had no good intentions coming to the house at this time.

Fully armed, I'm afraid he's going to eat people! Mona smiled, a very interesting girl, her thoughts were written on her face.

Willy is a clerk in a detective agency. Relying on her status as the rich woman's classmate, she skips work every now and then. Mona doesn't often come to the detective agency, so the two seldom meet.

Willy didn't know Mona, she only knew that she was a colleague, skilled in detective work, with a 100% completion rate for commissions, and was the trump card of Wayne Detective Agency.

Before joining the detective agency, Mona conducted an investigation into Wayne's circle of contacts. She often complained that she couldn't get close to Wayne because these girls were too young.

She is so beautiful and young, the pagans are so disgusting!
"boss."

"Wayne, you're back!"

Willy skipped towards Wayne, raised her hand to hug one arm, and turned back to glare at Mona who had come uninvited.

You are a golden retriever, not a golden retriever. Be good and be friendly to your own kind!
Wayne tried to pull his arm out, but the resistance was too great and he failed. He simply let it go: "Detective Mona, why are you here? If it's still about that thing, don't mention it."

"Boss, can we talk alone?"

"Can……"

Wayne was about to agree when his arm tightened. Under pressure, he changed his words and said, "Eat first. I asked the maid to bring some tableware. We'll talk after you finish eating."

……

After dinner, Mona followed Wayne into the study.

Willy leaned over and looked towards the stairs, feeling restless and uncomfortable. She said to Chris beside her, "Senior, you still have the mind to drink tea. The woman outside has chased you home."

Chris was choked and coughed repeatedly. She said this as if she was the woman of the family.

She took out a handkerchief and wiped the corner of her mouth, then raised her hand and tapped Willy's head: "Don't talk nonsense, Detective Mona is here for official business, and...it has nothing to do with me, understand?"

"Eh~~~"

Wei Li looked at him fiercely, and with a long lingering sound, she said mercilessly: "Just fool your sisters, don't fool yourself. If you think it doesn't matter, why do you tutor me every day? I want to learn too, but why haven't I seen you teach me?"

Christine blushed and argued that how could he vilify someone's innocence out of thin air, because Wayne was a friend and saved her life, she was embarrassed to refuse and tutored him every day. Then she repeatedly reiterated the word friend, pure friendship, nothing else.

At the end, he grabbed Willy's cheek and pinched it.

Let you talk nonsense!

Wei Li didn't believe these nonsense. She attacked Chris's chest and pressed it, forcing her to withdraw her hands and defend herself. She whispered, "Senior, the breasts of women out there are so big that even you can't compare to them."

Chris: ()
Stop making such boring comparisons!
Moreover, the other party’s file states that he is 32 years old, which means he has absorbed ten more years of nutrition, which is quite unfair.

"Tell you a secret, Wayne likes big breasts."

"How can it be!"

"Why would I lie to you? I asked him one time what kind of body shape he would like in a girlfriend, big breasts or small breasts?" Willy whispered in Chris's ear.

"And what did he say?"

"He said that you don't have to find a girlfriend with big breasts. Body shape is not important. You just have to find someone you like."

Wei Li complained: "I asked him what type he likes, and he said he likes big breasts."

Chris was speechless for a while: "Don't be silly, he is teasing you!"

“No, he was super serious at the time.”

"..."

Then Veronica was out long ago. After all, he just simply liked beautiful women.

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In the study room on the second floor, Wayne invited Mona to sit down across the desk: "What's the matter? Why don't you come here specially? Can't you tell the detective agency?"

"Boss, you didn't go to the detective agency today."

"Uh, that's right."

Wayne patted his head. It was indeed the case. "Tell me what it is. Let me be frank. If it's an angel or something, don't mention it anymore."

"Boss, Archbishop Gunther of St. Paul's Cathedral wants to meet with you anytime. He has been waiting for a day and will continue to wait." Mona said.

Wayne felt a toothache: "What do you mean, threatening me that I must meet him?"

"No, he insisted on meeting you."

Mona corrected him out loud: "Unlike the angels summoned by the Golden Rule Bible, you are special. If you don't want him to appear before you, he won't appear before you."

With such a high status, can't you do whatever you want?
Wayne blinked. The warehouse of St. Paul's Cathedral should be very large. If the devil, no, if an angel went in for a stroll, would the archbishop take the blame?

It’s a pity that he can’t carry it on his back. He is really not an angel.

Mona held her breath and waited for Wayne's reply. After a while, she said pitifully, "Master, the Great Master..."

"Don't talk nonsense, there is no such relationship between us."

Wayne interrupted and asked bluntly: "If I don't see him, will you ask me this every day?"

"Yes, as long as I am sincere enough, I will definitely impress you."

"Sincerity is written on the Queen's portrait. What you are doing can only be considered sexual harassment."

Wayne shook his head: "Then let's meet. The facts will prove everything. I am not the person you are looking for. Don't harass me anymore."

It's so funny, how could he be an angel!

Mona nodded repeatedly and was about to drive.

"Don't worry, I still have to go to class."

"But the Archbishop..."

"Let him wait!"

Wayne stood up and walked towards another study. It was obvious at a glance who was more important, the fragrant and intellectual senior schoolmate or the archbishop who liked little boys.

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11pm, St Paul's Cathedral.

As soon as Mona's car stopped, Gunther and Atli came over.

The two looked at Wayne carefully. According to Mona, this man was not only an angel, but also Bruce who was undercover in the devil's camp.

He really looks righteous!
Wayne appeared on Dragon Heart Island, and the Blood Tyrant was driven back to Hell;
Wayne went undercover in the Thousand Eyed Demon camp, but the Thousand Eyed Demon's plan failed and he returned to hell in disgrace.

What a great hatred!

It’s no wonder that Mona was so confident and determined that Wayne was an angel. Gunther and Atley both believed it 80%, otherwise there would be no explanation.

In the cathedral's quiet room, before Wayne's identity was officially confirmed, Gunther did not use any honorifics. He waved his hand in front of him and took out a thick golden book.

The Golden Rule Bible!
As soon as this book came out, it immediately attracted the attention of the Book of Greed, and Wayne's eyes became sharp.

"Mr. Wayne, have you seen the words on it?"

"Seen..."

Wayne had not only seen the Golden Rule of Angels, but also the Seven Deadly Sins. However, there was no need to tell Gunther about this, so he just casually said, "I think I've seen it before. I saw it in a Bible, but I can't remember it clearly."

I knew you had seen it!

Gunther's eyes lit up. The Golden Rule Bible and other Bibles were two different concepts. This statement could not fool him. He subconsciously used honorifics: "It's normal that you can't remember. Your advent is very special. There is no memory of heaven."

"You make me sound like an angel..."

Wayne was extremely helpless: "Come on, what can I do to prove that I am just an ordinary human being?"

"Please wait."

Gunther chanted a spell to open the Golden Rule Bible, placed it flat in front of Wayne, and said respectfully: "Please place your palm on it, the Bible will respond to you. Although your soul has been reincarnated, the holy marks of heaven will also come with it. The Golden Rule will stimulate the holy marks..."

"No need to say so much. I am not, and I don't need to know these secrets, lest you kill people to silence them."

Wayne interrupted Gunther and raised his hand to press on the page of the Golden Rule Bible.

boom!
Holy Light is Coming!

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Nine thousand two, continue to ask for monthly tickets!
(End of this chapter)