Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 292 - 151 Reincarnated Angel, Stigmata, The Descent of Holy Light

Chapter 292: Chapter 151 Reincarnated Angel, Stigmata, The Descent of Holy Light

"Alright, alright, stop being sad; the Headless Knight was just being controlled when he said that, he didn’t mean to curse you."

In the sewer, Wayne comforted the disheartened Yuliya.

"Said is said, even if controlled, it’s still said. Yuliya, your former master never loved you, there’s no need to be sad for him." Ah Bin snorted coldly, indignant on behalf of his friend.

Neutral observer, the Headless Knight is just a big jerk!

"Ah Bin, it’s unethical to speak ill of others behind their back, and although I’m very good to Yuliya, I can’t deny that the Headless Knight treated her quite well too." Wayne scolded with a stern face, hoping not to hear such remarks in the future.

Yuliya sat dejected in a corner, her low spirits visibly heavy.

"Yuliya, actually, you don’t need to be sad, think positively. You had a master who loved you before, and now you have a master who loves you, you haven’t really lost anything." Wayne patted the horse’s back and said.

"I don’t see it that way, the Headless Knight regarded Yuliya as a tool, unlike you, master, who only dotes on Yuliya." Ah Bin continued.

"Hey, why are you still talking?"

Wayne glared at Ah Bin, pleased with the consolation. As his dog, that’s how he ought to comfort.

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

Yuliya almost got swept along by the man and dog’s sentiment, sullenly saying, "I’m not sad because he was harsh to me; him being controlled by the Devil means it wasn’t his intention. Just thinking about how he didn’t come to find me for my own good, enduring torture all by himself, while I found a new master, makes me particularly despise myself."

The Undead Warhorse looked at Wayne: "Master, am I the kind of horse that’s frivolous and doesn’t respect itself?"

"Of course not!"

Wayne shook his head in denial. If Yuliya was fickle, what did that make him? Practically a fool.

The Pure Love War God cannot endure such injustice!

"Then what am I?"

"Yuliya, you are just exercising your natural instincts," Wayne continued soothingly. "Remember what the Headless Knight said? You didn’t betray him. I can ride you and gallop freely only because he gave his tacit consent, it’s thanks to him nodding that we can enjoy ourselves."

Headless Knight: I didn’t, I haven’t said that, how could I nod without a head!

Wayne pursed his lips, sensing something off, talking more and more like a buffoon. He switched gears: "That’s the situation, even if you really did betray him, it was part of his plan, so no need to feel guilty, it’s basically his mission."

Oops, that seemed even worse!

Yuliya listened, half-understanding, then pondered briefly and felt it might indeed be true.

However, the thought of the Headless Knight enduring such torment and not even able to maintain his independent will made her spirits sink and she couldn’t get energized.

She’d need a few more rounds ridden by Wayne to feel better.

Alright, alright, you are waiting here for me, right!

Wayne, fulfilling Yuliya’s request, transformed into the Death Knight and took a leisurely ride in the sewer on horseback. Noticing the lighter sound of the horse’s hooves, he said, "Yuliya, you’re still thinking about the Headless Knight, right?"

Yuliya was silent for a while: "Master, do you think I’m betraying you?"

That’s not the case, I’m not the one who’s been wronged.

Wayne caressed the chilly horse’s neck, smiling, "How could I? To remember so vividly shows that you’re a loyal warhorse, I couldn’t be happier."

"Exactly, it’s not betrayal, it’s like gold plating. The Headless Knight should be proud that I can ride you," chimed in Ah Bin.

"Ah Bin, stop talking; you’re too overpowering," said Wayne.

Wayne, trying to steer the conversation away from the buffoonery, said to Yuliya: "Cheer up, neither I nor the Headless Knight want to see you like this. As for his current condition..."

Wayne paused for a moment, then continued, "It’s just a temporary downfall; he’s a God-chosen Knight and won’t be under the Devil’s control forever. After this ordeal, his faith will become even more devout."

"But the Devil is so powerful, and they’re an alliance, how much longer does he have to wait to be free?"

"Not long."

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"When you first met me, I was nothing, and now I’m already a Silver Mage," Wayne said to Yuliya. "Give me some time, and when I’m strong enough to defeat the Devil, I’ll head to Paris to rescue the Headless Knight and wrest his head from the Devil’s grasp."

Wayne didn’t say whether he’d return the head to the Headless Knight after taking it back, but considering the context, any normal person would assume that he would.

That’s what Yuliya thought, deeply touched, she turned and nuzzled Wayne’s hand, "Master, you are so good."

"I can’t help it, I care for you too much, and I can’t stand it when you’re upset."

"What... if he regains his will and becomes the Death Knight again, what should I do?" Yuliya was torn, both masters were so good to her, and she couldn’t bear to lose either.

Is there a possibility that both masters would be generous enough to let her be ridden by the Headless Knight during the day and by Wayne at night?

No losers, a triple win, everyone’s happy!

"That’s simple, you stay by his side, and when I need you, I’ll call, and you come. That’s all," said Wayne readily.

"He’ll be very sad if he finds out..."

"Silly, you sneak over, and as long as he doesn’t know about it, it’s fine."

"Yeah, I’ll listen to the master."

The future looked promising, double the happiness!

With a heart cleared of gloom, Yuliya became the carefree, happy mare she once was.

She carried Wayne through the sewer, running freely, the sound of her hooves fast and urgent, as if only this could express her indescribable joy.

Practicing skills, leveling up in the process.