Restarting the myth.

Chapter 257 The Superman is Me

"Senna, what are you doing and why are you teasing Veronica?"

“Assist.”

Is it true that you are so kind?
Wayne sneered and said disdainfully: "Let me guess, you have been teaching Veronica for some time, treating her as Teacher Xifei, and by the way, treating me as Auston. You want Veronica to be more sober, right?"

"You think too much."

"Okay, I thought too much."

Wayne raised his arm, took off the gauntlet, placed it on Senna's slender waist, spread his five fingers, and wrapped them around her roundness.

Senna hurriedly took two steps back and lowered her head to suppress her breathing, not wanting Wayne to see her embarrassment.

"Why, why are you dodging? Where's the assist you promised me?"

Wayne glanced at Senna and said, "Your thoughts are no secret to me. I know everything you are thinking. Since you are doing this for Veronica's sake, I will not teach you a lesson this time."

Senna took a deep breath, suppressed the charming desire in her heart, and followed Wayne obediently.

Like Veronica, she couldn't figure out if the goddess was blind.

pat!

An arm fell to the ground.

Senna was used to growing a new arm. Recently, she studied her new body and mind, and could only say that everything was good except that it was disgusting.

After getting used to it, the strange new life has its own beauty, it is mysterious, ancient and indescribable. It is a level of will and life that transcends everything.

The more Senna studied herself, the more obsessed she became with her faith, and she longed to gain more knowledge from Wayne.

"Why did you lose your arm again? Did you say something bad about me?"

Wayne didn't care, and secretly encouraged Senna to continue struggling, while saying: "Continue to provoke Veronica. I approve of this behavior, and it doesn't count as an offense to me."

Senna was stunned when she heard this.

"You're right, Veronica is Teacher Heaphy and I'm Auston, and they both don't have a very good eye for choosing men."

Wayne admitted that he was a scumbag: "I couldn't possibly tell the truth to Veronica, but you are different. Telling the truth is not offensive."

Senna still didn't understand.

Wayne communicated through his mind, saying that he wanted to be a scumbag clearly, and Senna, as an outsider who understood the situation, could wake Veronica up.

Why don't you just tell her directly? Why do you have to make me interfere?
Senna frowned suddenly. After it was made clear, she didn't want to do it anymore.

The reason is simple. The more blame you take, the greater your guilt, and the more obvious the reason for abandonment.

She doesn't want to be abandoned!

Just like the God-chosen Knight inheritance assessment just now, if Wayne's identity was exposed, she would definitely be thrown out as cannon fodder.

Senna knew that Wayne could hear her thoughts. Seeing that Wayne remained silent, she felt very aggrieved and said, "I have already dedicated my mind and body to you. I don't want to be dispensable. I long to stay by your side forever."

"who am I?"

"Lord, Lord..."

Senna still couldn't say it, she hadn't adapted yet and still wanted to be Sifhy.

"Senna, this is not how you should be a follower. The loyalty you show is not absolute. You need to learn to act on your own, not just when I tell you to. If your loyalty is not absolute, then it is absolutely disloyal. Why should I value you?"

Wayne said bluntly: "You can't be my teacher, and I don't have much hope for you, but it's hard to say what the future will be like. Maybe one day you will adapt to it!"

The future is not good.

Senna had a bitter look on her face, she was extremely eager for faith and it wouldn't be long before she would lose her mind. She couldn't imagine what that would be like, it would be very bad.

"Then I'll give you a chance!"

Wayne raised his hand and touched Senna's forehead, and said slowly: "I allow you to keep your own self because of Teacher Xifei. Remember to be grateful to her."

Her fingertips touched her forehead, and a strange wave of thoughts spread in Senna's mind. She was free. Although she still had a desire for faith, it was no longer as strong as before.

The body is not as sensitive anymore and will not lose control instantly due to close contact with faith.

Senna felt lighter all over, and her steps became much faster. She gritted her teeth and said, "Master, I, the disciple Senna Kaslana, thank you for giving me a new life. I will dance for you for the rest of my life."

"That sounds weird, just call me by my name!"

Wayne refused to be called master. It was too weird. He felt that if he heard it a few more times, he would have strange thoughts about Senna.

The two came to the square in front of the hall, and Wayne explained Mura's situation: "From what Mr. Mura said, he has encountered trouble in the Frozen Continent. The situation that can make the God-chosen Knights so anxious must be very serious. When the time comes, you will be my mount."

Senna: “…”

Just because she can transform into a dragon doesn't mean she is really a dragon. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to ride her?
Senna hesitated for a moment and then agreed to Wayne's arrangement. Believers are the cattle and horses of faith, and mounts are just called by a different name. They are essentially the same.

"You're good at comforting yourself!" Wayne interrupted.

Senna turned her head and pretended not to hear. If you want to ride, just do it quickly. She finally found a reason, so there was no need to waste time talking.

After thinking about it, he found that his body did not collapse, and realized that Wayne had untied a few more restraints.

To be fair, Senna admired this very much. If the master and servant were swapped, she would definitely not be so generous, she would just do it in different ways...

Oh no, I’m overthinking it!

"Oh, these are some good ideas. I'll adopt them. Let's play with them slowly when we have the chance."

Wayne patted Senna on the shoulder and said to the pale-faced Senna, "You have a great imagination. Keep it up. I will generously satisfy you with anything you can think of."

Senna's face turned bitter and she had no more ideas.

She stripped off her robes, untied a few restraints, and transformed into a dragon in the center of the square.

The dragon is dark green all over, and its scales seem to be carved from jade. It looks slender and elegant from a distance, and powerful up close. Its fangs, sharp claws, and slowly radiating dragon power perfectly combine the greatness of life and the mystery of nature.

That was in the past, it’s not possible now.

Both life and nature reveal a sense of paleness. The green dragon is not pure. Beyond its beautiful shell, inside is a winding pattern of tentacles entangled in layers.

Wayne leaped up and jumped onto the green dragon's back. The latter wanted to struggle but held back.

It is not easy to tame a dragon. Even though Veronica likes Wayne so much, she still expressed resistance in her dream. If Wayne had not polluted Senna, she would never be able to ride him in her life.

Wayne rode the dragon and moved swiftly, practicing several expected combination skills. The special effects were great, but the actual combat effect was average.

There is a huge difference in size between the dragon rider and the dragon, and the sum of the two is not greater than the sum of the two.

On the contrary, Wayne's flexibility and Green Dragon's maneuverability were both restricted.

Better to ride a horse.

Wayne doesn't care, he just wants to be a dragon knight!
He stood on the back of the green dragon, holding high the elemental mantra, and shaped elemental swords in the air. The life armor emitted light, and covered the green dragon under him with a layer of white armor of the same material.

Senna underwent an epic enhancement. Her physical activity was further enhanced and she had the ability to learn and imitate. In just a few breaths, she absorbed the life force from the white armor and kept a part of it permanently in her body.

Really fragrant!

Two hours later, Wayne finished the combined practice. Senna put on a dragon scale tights. Her round curves were so graceful and smooth that Wayne couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Senna's eyelids twitched. This was the situation she was most worried about before. If faith reached out to her, would she give in or give in?

"You can resist!"

"..."

"Sorry, I was thinking of something else and didn't talk to you."

Wayne clenched his fist and coughed lightly twice. Seeing that the tights were changed into other clothes, and it was a very old-fashioned long skirt underwear, he couldn't help but raise his hand to stop.

"That won't do. You have such a great figure, but your taste is so bad..."

Wayne took two steps forward and said, "As a fashion designer, I really can't stand it. Listen to me and dress like this from now on."

Wayne's mind was transmitted in a compressed package, which contained the new clothing styles he summarized when he was studying Mona. According to Siffy, they were too advanced and difficult for the public to accept.

If you wear it in public, you will be fined by the police.

Senna clicked on the compressed package to unzip it, took a quick look and then turned her head away. She was very beautiful, but also very embarrassing. It would be better to let her die.

"Stop talking nonsense and change for me!"

After struggling for half an hour, Senna tightened her robe. The new clothes were very uncomfortable to wear, but she didn't dare to change back. She prayed that Wayne would return to London as soon as possible. If she continued like this, she would go crazy sooner or later.

"You've gone crazy, and I'm the one who put your mind back together."

Can you please stop caring about her thoughts? Where is her personal privacy?
"I try my best."

Wayne was very satisfied and praised: "You have a great figure. It would be a pity if you don't come back to Lundan with me to be a model. Would you like to consider quitting your position as the High Priest of Oracle and becoming my full-time secretary in the future?"

Senna turned her head and looked to the side, saying nothing, thinking nothing, letting Faith figure it out on her own.

"That's the default."

"I'm not, I'm not..."

"Tsk, not loyal at all."

Wayne stopped in time and did not continue training, for fear that raising the threshold would reduce future happiness. It's good like this now. I hope Senna can work hard to maintain it and never give up on herself.

Wayne did not exit the Natural Knight state. He took out the unfinished Philosopher's Stone and looked at it.

"This Philosopher's Stone is a failure. Inside is a foggy forest filled with darkness and death. You can either unfold the inner world or enter directly..."

Senna took the initiative to explain: "It is said that the finished Philosopher's Stone does not have an inner world. It is a crystal stone as red as blood. The one in your hand retains the achievements of the legendary wizard during his lifetime. It can only be regarded as a solidified life force field."

"If you hold this stone and enter the Hidden Mist Forest, you can enter the inner core and directly feel the darkness and death. However, few people do this because it is too..."

Senna stopped talking in the middle of her words. Others can't do it, but Wayne can.

The double knight of darkness and death, this stone falling into Wayne's hands is no different from returning the property to its original owner.

For a moment, Senna couldn't help but doubt that the reason why Wayne wanted the Mist Forest was purely because he was greedy for the power of darkness and death and wanted to strengthen his knight abilities.

"Don't judge me by your moral standards. I am very kind..."

Wayne snorted and took Senna into the Mist Forest.

……

Click, click, click!

Wayne stepped on the dead branches and leaves. The powerful life breath of the Nature Knight was incompatible with this forest full of darkness and death. Under the influence of the powerful energy, the surrounding forest slowly exuded a trend of new life.

Senna was extremely envious. It was not easy to adapt to a faith change. She acknowledged Wayne as her master, but still retained respect for the goddess of nature. The living knight of nature was right in front of her, and she couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration.

This admiration far exceeded her respect for Mura.

"..."

Senna curled her lips. It turned out that after worshipping Wayne for so long, it was still a blind worship of faith. She couldn't refuse Wayne, so she was probably useless.

It's not a big problem, she can still hold on.

"Girls, here I come..."

Wayne opened his arms and let the Book of Greed send out invitations to give the twelve unlucky guys a chance to be reborn.

[Humble prayer, resentful and wrongly dead, I hear your cries...

Under the witness of the sacred contract, everything you have belongs to me. You can keep your past but you will lose your future...

You have been given a chance to be reborn. You will become a spirit of vengeance, wielding the butcher knife for your own master, your own god, and for me.]

Wayne happily waited for the girl group to arrive, but soon he discovered that something seemed to be wrong.

There were twelve unlucky guys a few days ago, and recently there are two more.

"Can't you bastards just be quiet?"

Wayne glared at Senna, who felt very wronged. The Hidden Mist Forest was basically the work of the Pope, and she had never done such a thing.

Even if the student was an ungrateful one, she would just cut off contact with him instead of killing him.

"I know, but the Pope is not here, so you have to do it for me."

Wayne shrugged, sent out fourteen worker contracts, and waited for the other party to sign them.

He glanced at the two unlucky newcomers and acted subconsciously, his face gradually becoming gloomy.

He recognized these two figures, and one of them was very familiar to him.

"Otilia..."

"How can it be……"

Wayne froze in place, staring at the shadow on the page. His emotions fluctuated violently, and the breath of life around him surged, giving the dead forest around him new life.

The thick fog of death and darkness was driven away, and the forest was bathed in infinite vitality. Green leaves sprouted on the branches, stretching their emerald green leaves towards the direction of the Chosen Knight.

Everything is beautiful.

Senna didn't think so. She felt a strong oppression from Faith. The cold murderous intent tortured her mind and body, making her miserable.

She cried out in pain, knelt on the ground helplessly, and said palely: "Master, what did I do wrong?"

The next second, the pain disappeared.

Senna looked like she had just been pulled out of the water, her body soaked in sweat, her hands trembling as she supported herself on the ground, her eyes blank and unable to focus, she felt like she had died again.

When I looked up again, Wayne was no longer there.

The white light passed through the thick fog, and the afterimage disappeared in an instant.

Wherever it passes, the scattered energy injects vitality into life, forcibly reversing the concepts of life and death, cutting through the misty forest, and leaving behind a vibrant isolation zone.

Wayne quickly walked to a big tree, his mind wandered, and he sensed two bodies buried deep underground. He raised his hand expressionlessly and carefully dragged them out from underground.

The earth rolled, and a cold and icy aura of death filled the air.

Wayne squatted down and raised his hand to brush across his face, which was as stiff as ice. "Why is it you? Why don't you just read books in the library? Why do you have to participate in this bullshit Saint Selection..."

Suddenly, Wayne thought of something, and hurriedly held his breath, releasing a huge vitality burning like flames from his fingertips.

Gentle energy traveled throughout Ottilia's body, dispelling the deathly coldness and injecting new life. Her gray skin became smooth and delicate again, her blood and flesh cells came back to life, and the heart in her chest began to beat slowly.

Hot!
Wayne was overjoyed and gave thumbs up to the three female teachers crazily. If it weren't for their deep sisterly love, the pure natural knight would definitely not have such a trick to reverse life and death.

Not long after, the smile on Wayne's face faded again.

No matter how much life force is injected, only Ottilia's body can be resurrected. Her mind does not exist and wanders around in the form of a vengeful spirit.

"impossible!"

Wayne snorted coldly and inserted the Elemental Mantra into the ground with his backhand. He took off the Nature Knight Vest and pulled out Shadow Nightmare and Twilight Despair in succession.

The three artifacts of the Chosen Knights appeared at the same time. The scene was so spectacular that even Senna, who was chasing after them, was stunned.

He watched as the Death Knight transformed the vengeful spirits into normal souls and personally guided the souls into his body. He held his breath and dared not make a sound.

Senna really wanted to tell Wayne that there was no need to waste his energy. The boundary between life and death represents the starting point and the end point respectively. Even the chosen knight of God cannot break the boundary and complete the cycle.

The girl is dead.

Dare to think but not to speak, for fear of becoming a punching bag.

As Senna thought, Wayne tried several times but was unable to truly wake Ottilia up.

Ottilia got rid of the resentful spirit state, and her soul came into contact with Wayne. She watched the three chosen knights jumping back and forth with excitement, her mouth opened into an O shape, and her translucent appearance was extremely cute.

Wayne didn't find it cute, he was full of heartache, the bony hand of death stretched out, through the translucent face: "Sorry, I'm late."

Ottilia smiled slightly, grabbed the bony hand and pressed it against her translucent face. Her resentment was comforted and her body became more transparent.

"Idiot, who satisfied you?"

"Give me hatred, remember your resentment, remember the pain of death, and live with the curse of ugliness!" Wayne was almost scared to death, and hurriedly signed Ottilia's contract, and got the third spirit of vengeance before the other party disappeared.

It was very dangerous. Just one step and Ottilia would be dead.

"Hahaha---"

As Senna stared in amazement, the 'corpse' sat up on its back and breathed in the air greedily. She brushed off the dirt on her body, hugged the Death Knight and jumped up and down.

"Wayne, you are actually the Death Knight!"

"There are also the Dark Knight and the Natural Knight... What kind of monster are you? Why haven't I heard you mention them before?"

"What's up with the Spirit of Vengeance? After signing this master-servant contract, you won't be mean to me in the future, right?"

The artistic girl jumped and danced, and was extremely happy to be resurrected from the dead.

Wayne looked at Otilia, who was forcing herself to be happy and trying to dispel her sadness. He released her Death Knight state and reached out to hold her in his arms.

"Sorry, I'm late."

"..."

Ottilia's arms stiffened and the smile on her face gradually disappeared. She groaned softly and buried her head in Wayne's chest and sobbed quietly.

The crying became louder and louder, until finally she was howling and little Pearl couldn't stop crying, her face was all wet, and her image of a literary girl was completely gone.

Wayne felt so distressed that he patted Otilia's back gently: "Cry, cry, it will be better if you cry it out."

As he comforted Otilia, he looked at the pages of the Spirit of Vengeance, and flashbacks passed before his eyes.

When Ottilia was young, she met Saint Flora, and with admiration and longing, she became her student and began her journey as a magician.

Flora's situation in the church is not good. She has limited power and is a pawn of the Pope, who secretly cultivates Ottilia, injects her with phoenix blood, keeps her under strict surveillance, and forbids her to appear in public.

Phoenix ()
Caged bird (√)
Gradually, Ottilia developed a good habit of reading. Without friends, she could only read to pass the time.

Soon, Wayne appears in the picture, and the caged bird is very envious of his free lifestyle and is impressed.

This is a pervert!
He has many girlfriends!
He wants to pursue me?

Similar to Senna's high-pressure discipline on Sphy, Flora got the same result. Ottilia entered her rebellious period and went on a date with Wayne in the cinema even though she knew it was wrong.

Ottilia participated in the selection of saints and was defeated by Wayne. She felt guilty for Flora's years of training. She let go of the burden and looked forward to the upcoming free life.

The last scene is in the Misty Forest. Ottilia’s bloodline is taken away by Flora, her life force is fading, and the world before her is dark.

She resented her teachers, the church, her own weakness, and the unfairness of fate.

She lived for the dream of becoming a teacher for twenty years, looking forward to it day and night. Finally, she could live for herself, but her life came to an abrupt end.

Wayne glanced at the Book of Greed. Ottilia gave him two skills, super memory and affinity for fire element.

Two dispensable skills. Wayne's memory is not bad. He can remember everything he sees and learn things quickly.

Fire affinity...

Let’s talk about super memory, at least this skill is interesting.

"Flora..."

you again!
Wayne narrowed his eyes and glanced at Regina's body on the ground. If he was right, both of them were killed by Flora.

No, it should be the Pope behind Flora.

You're dead, old man!

Thirteen contracts for migrant workers were delivered. The vengeful spirits were very active and refused to give up the chance of rebirth no matter what. They dressed up like fairies in an attempt to make themselves more marketable.

It's rolled up!

Wayne didn't watch it. He was busy comforting Ottilia. The latter perfectly demonstrated that women are made of water. She cried for half an hour and little Pearl never stopped.

After venting her grievances, she stood quietly aside, looked at Regina who had the same experience, and then looked at Wayne.

Now that you are here, save her!

Wayne nodded, and just as he was about to sign Regina's contract, he raised his hand and touched Otilia's face.

"???"

"Nothing special. I'll check your body and see how to heal Regina."

Wayne stretched out his hands and examined Ottilia's half-dead body. Unlike Abin and Abo, Ottilia's flesh was alive and plastic. At first glance, she looked no different from a living person and did not look like a magical life.

Ottilia's body can be resurrected through the power of the Nature Knight, and so can Regina. Wayne suddenly had an idea and tried to transform Abin and Abo after returning so that they could walk under the sun.

Because Ottilia resurrected her body before signing the contract, and Abin and Abo had already signed the contract and their forms were fixed, Wayne was unsure whether he could succeed, so he made a temporary plan.

Wayne used the same trick again. The Nature Knight resurrected Regina's body, and the Death Knight transformed the vengeful spirit into a soul. After trying several times, he failed to truly resurrect her, so he left his name on the contract.

Regina sat up with the help of her arms, staring at Wayne and the three God-chosen Knight swords stuck behind him.

Each sword corresponds to a chosen knight and represents the recognition of a goddess, so...

So what is going on?
"Sorry, I seem to be late."

Wayne apologized, took off his knight vest and opened his arms: "How about embracing your new life?"

Regina smiled awkwardly and said, "Although it is a bit embarrassing, let's just forget it."

Some other day, next time for sure!
Regina's flashback is much happier than Ottilia's. She comes from a wealthy family and has a twin sister. She has never had to worry about food and clothing since childhood, and she works hard to become a saint.

The aura of genius makes Regina very proud, and a good education prevents her from being arrogant. Although she is proud, she knows how to respect her opponents, which was reflected in the previous battle.

Regina resented the church, worried that her sister would be treated the same way, and resented that her magic career had ended here. Although she was dead, she still refused to accept it. If she was given a chance to live again, she would use her talent to prove that the higher-ups were blind.

She is not a discarded child, she should be better than the saint.

Then, as the Death Knight, Wayne summoned the remaining twelve vengeful spirits to his side, trying to find their bodies and give them a chance to resurrect.

This time we are really late, at least twenty years late.

The bodies of the twelve saint candidates were buried in the Mist Forest, eroded by darkness and death, and nothing was left.

Wayne secretly thought it was a pity and signed contracts one after another. Scenes flashed before his eyes and illusory figures solidified around him.

Sif...

Lisbeth...

Loma...

Buten...

……

The twelve candidates for the Saint have been dead for many years, with the shortest being twenty years. Time has made them forget their memories of their lives, and they only exist as vengeful spirits.

The reason they were able to survive for such a long time was, on the one hand, because they possessed the blood of the phoenix during their lifetime, and on the other hand, the darkness and power of death of the Mist Forest were indispensable.

Perhaps God took pity on them and waited for Wayne to get a ticket to the resurrection match.

These twelve saint candidates lost their physical bodies and were transformed into magical lives by the Book of Greed. They exist in the form of spirits, are born close to darkness and death, and possess powerful control over the element of fire.

Thanks to the Book of Greed, they regained their lost memories, remembered their names, and restored their former beauty.

There is no doubt about the beauty of the saint candidates. Two lively beauties plus twelve spirits with their own flavors make the scene as spectacular as the simultaneous appearance of three knight swords.

Senna was stunned. Wayne demonstrated abilities that surpassed those of the Chosen Knights. In a very short time, he created fourteen followers with limited materials.

Moreover, the life forms of these followers are completely different from hers.

As expected of her faith, every time she gets closer she can reveal new secrets...

Senna knew that this idea was wrong. Curiosity would create attraction, followed by depravity, but she did not suppress her admiration. The scene before her was worthy of admiration.

Wayne did not observe the beautiful scenery around him. The twelve saint candidates brought him a lot of abilities, and each of them had affinity with the element of fire.

The same ability is repeatedly superimposed, and the quantitative change leads to qualitative change, bringing Wayne's affinity for the element of fire to an unprecedented level.

He had a strange look on his face, and turned to look at Senna, his eyes burning red, and high-temperature beams suddenly shot out.

Thermal vision!
Senna was not allowed to fight back, and she got hit on the face, feeling hot. Her pretty head evaporated in an instant.

"No wonder I can't meet my Clark, it turns out that Superman is actually me."

Wayne looked at the skill bar, flying, super hearing, super vision, affinity for fire element... these new or secondary enhanced abilities are almost all closely related to the phoenix.

Especially the affinity of fire element, which can be divided into several parts, including fire element immunity, fire element energy absorption, and energy release.

Thermal vision is a type of energy release that can be released through the eyes or other parts of the body.

Wayne took a deep breath and suppressed his urge to try. Now was not the time to talk about this. The most urgent task was to subdue the fourteen spirits of vengeance.

He looked around and became more and more shocked. Each girl was more stunning than the other. Pick any one of them and you'll find that their looks were extremely stunning.

It's terrible, it seems that he has bad intentions and saves people in order to start a harem.

Why do you have to be so beautiful? Now the misunderstanding is too big and it can’t be cleared up.

Wayne raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his forehead. Surrounded by fourteen fragrant beauties, his gazes were filled with surprise, confusion, and a lot of admiration. He subconsciously straightened his chest.

"Girls, are you ready for revenge?"

"..." x14
The beauties were stunned at first, and then gathered together to whisper.

"Have you read the indenture? It's too dark. Only by obeying him can you get the magic power. What if... what if he is a bad person?"

"No, Wayne is not that kind of person."

"Yeah, I think so too. He is God's chosen knight. He can't be a bad guy."

"The Pope is also a good man, representing the Goddess and the Church, but what is the result?"

"After all, he is God's chosen one..."

"Wake up, three goddesses chose him!"

"Isn't that even more awesome!"

“Now that you put it that way, it’s really amazing.”

"I want revenge, I won't deny him, what about you?"

"I miss home..."

"..." x14
After a brief exchange, the candidates for the saint put forward two representatives.

Otilia.

Regina.

Wayne: "..."

After discussing for such a long time, you finally chose a traitor. You are really something.

Wayne glanced at Ottilia, who raised her lips slightly, indicating that she would stand on Wayne's side and help him win over these good sisters.

Wayne was so touched that he rejected Ottilia's kindness. They were all a bunch of poor people and he didn't want to take advantage of them. He just wanted to execute the contract.

Otilia smiled even more and turned to look at her good sister. What did she say? This guy is still okay.

Sisters, let’s go!
"Uh, Master?!"

Regina opened her mouth as per the contract and felt her mouth burning.

If he was a knight chosen by God, calling him master would not be a big deal, but she knew Wayne and they had fought before. They were competitors and had equal status.

Although I didn't win, I was severely punished.

"I don't like this name, just call me by my name."

Wayne took a step back. A master and fourteen maids, all so beautiful... something was bound to happen sooner or later. Just forget it.

God bless him, he really came to save people, and he didn’t expect his original intention to become hardened one day.

"We have discussed it and are very grateful for your kindness. If you can help us fulfill our wish, we are willing to become your spirit of vengeance." Regina said.

"Who do you want revenge on?"

"church."

"The scope is too large, I can't do it." Wayne waved his hands repeatedly. Xifei and Veronica are also members of the Church of Nature, and Xifei is even the high priest.

"Then the Pope."

"This is acceptable……"

“You can’t do this either!”

Just as Wayne nodded in agreement, Senna interrupted, quickly came behind Wayne, and whispered: "The Pope is the highest authority in the church, he cannot die."

As soon as he finished speaking, fourteen beauties glared at him.

Senna's expression remained unchanged until Wayne also glared at her, then she changed her words and said, "At least the Pope cannot die while in office. His death will have a significant impact on the church, the Life Alliance, and even the entire faith structure of the Chosen Continent..."

Senna spoke a lot of truths, and she really wanted to kill the Pope, but she couldn't do that now. The Pope's status and position determined that he could not die during his term of office.

"The Pope can't die, but Ludwig can," Senna insisted.

As she spoke, she described the Pope's strength, his state of suppression, and that he could become a demigod at any time, and that only the Knight of Nature had the ability to kill him.

To put it bluntly, fourteen little girls are no match for the Pope even if they rush forward. Forget about it and find someone else as your target of revenge.

The beauties looked indignant. This wasn't acceptable, and that wasn't acceptable. Life was so meaningless. They might as well just die.

"It's not impossible..."

Wayne looked at the three knight swords in front of him and squinted his eyes and said, "The Pope cannot die, but Ludwig can. He cannot be the Pope forever. Sooner or later, he will have to step down."

The beauties were delighted and kept praising Wayne's handsomeness, but the latter remained expressionless.

I only tell the truth and I really don't know how to praise people!
"Don't be happy too soon. The Pope has been in power for two hundred years, and he can hold on for another two hundred years. Can you really wait that long?" Senna sneered. Although she didn't know what Wayne had done, she understood part of it. After Wayne reshaped the vengeful spirits, he gave them a fair and just transaction contract out of consideration for their pity.

No matter what level she is in, she has not been treated fairly!

Senna was unhappy with her own life and couldn't bear to see others having a good time, so she presented facts and reasoned with the spirits of vengeance and made them calm down.

"I am willing to become a spirit of vengeance, and I believe Wayne will help me fulfill my wish."

Otilia stood up and said, "It's been too long. I don't want to waste time in this damn place. I'm going to wait outside anyway."

Regina weighed the pros and cons for a moment. Although revenge was important, her sister's life was more important. So she followed Ottilia and joined Wayne.

Blind obedience, human individual dependence.

When a person encounters difficulties or problems in life that cannot be solved alone, he or she tends to rely on others, subconsciously giving up thinking and instead seeking the sense of security of being in a crowd.

Following the lead of Ottilia and Regina, the twelve beauties followed suit.

Spirit of Vengeance +14.

Wayne: (a`a;)
He glanced at the innocent Ottilia, then at the sneering Senna, and was choked for a moment, not knowing what to say.

After thinking about it, I decided to follow my heart.

"Since you trust me so much, I won't say anything empty and false. I can't kill the Pope now, but I can help you collect some interest..."

Wayne looked at everyone and said, "The mastermind behind this is the Pope. Someone else killed you. Tell me their names and I will bring them here."

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Nine thousand words, please give me a monthly ticket for the New Year.

happy New Year! ! !

(End of this chapter)