Mythology Rebooted
Chapter 615 - 257: Gritting Our Teeth, It’s Not Impossible_4

Chapter 615: Chapter 257: Gritting Our Teeth, It’s Not Impossible_4

"So you want to be the good guy, huh?"

Wayne murmured with a light sneer, raising an eyebrow, "Allegiance to me will cost you your freedom and purity. Are you sure you want to do this?"

Flora’s expression changed drastically, "I am the former Holy Maiden. If you tarnish my purity, the Goddess will not..."

She stopped mid-sentence, unable to continue.

In The Church’s records that could be verified, there was only Mula, the Knight of the Goddess. Wayne was the second, far more precious than a Holy Maiden.

Flora’s expression went through several changes before relaxing her faith magic, "Then kill me, for I shall not yield to you."

As Otilia said, Flora valued her purity above everything else. She had maintained her chastity for decades, turning a commitment into an obsession. Losing her purity was more terrifying to her than death itself.

To be locked in a cellar would be worse than death.

"As you wish!"

Wayne nodded, looking at Flora who closed her eyes, waiting for death. He didn’t tease her about her purity anymore but instead said, "Let me explain before you die. This sword is for my mentor, Hefei. Had you not plotted to kill her, I might have taken Otilia’s advice and given you a chance to live."

"Hefei..."

Flora opened her eyes, not understanding what Wayne meant. She had thought about killing Hefei to take her place, but how did Wayne come across such information?

"Hehehehe——"

Wayne drew Shadowmare and transformed into a Death Knight, advancing towards Flora with his sword raised, "You mimicked Hefei’s thinking perfectly, and I was almost fooled by you."

Flora’s pupils contracted in horror, her voice becoming shrill, "Impossible, you are the God-chosen Knight of Nature. You passed the test. How could you possibly be a Death Knight?"

It was all a delusion; her perception had been overturned by Saina. It was all an illusion that couldn’t fool her.

Hiss!

Wayne took hold of Flora’s shoulders, thrusting his sword through her chest, the blade shining pure white, unstained by blood.

Flora’s breath hitched as the Deathly Tentacles eroded her thoughts. A bone-chilling cold swept over her, and the oncoming sensation told her that everything she saw was real.

Wayne was not just a Naturalist Knight but also a Death Knight.

Flora reached out to grasp the blade, staring at the skeleton close at hand. Her eyes gradually grew vacant as she said mockingly, "No wonder the Death Knight arrived in Lundan and didn’t antagonize the Naturalism Church. It seems Hefei betrayed The Church long ago. She brought the Death Knight into The Church, recommended you for the Holy Maiden selection, and even ensured you were favored by the Nature Goddess..."

To those unaware, it sounded like Hefei was some kind of secret Boss!

Indeed, in the Randao Family, her word was law. Death knights respected her tremendously, and even the Dark Knight would not retaliate when attacked, making her quite the Boss indeed.

"My mentor didn’t know who I was. Her thoughts are far simpler, and not as filthy as you imagine," Wayne explained.

"Really? Then she’s incredibly lucky..."

Flora’s hands turned ice-cold as she murmured, "To have gained a Death Knight without doing anything, when she’s nothing but a loser with a failed marriage..."

"Let me tell you one more thing."

Wayne lowered his head, "That night, the Dark Knight was also present. He was concerned that the Death Knight would kill his own wife, so he escorted her all the way until he realized that the mind he was following was yours, not my mentor, Hefei."

Flora shuddered.

"My mentor’s marriage wasn’t a failure. That man deserves her love."

As Wayne said this, he thrust the sword forward, piercing through Flora’s torso.

Flora’s eyes lost focus, and the world around her darkened. It seemed as if a dying light flared up, she cried out bitterly, "Why, why does she have everything even though she lost to me?"

"Who knows, maybe heaven has a soft spot for fools who are stubborn to a fault," Wayne murmured, watching as Flora’s body turned utterly cold, then withdrew Shadowmare and let her corpse fall.

A new Resentful Spirit was nearby, one with which a contract could be signed. It was very close, right under Wayne’s feet.

"???"

What did she have to resent? Was the villain not conceding defeat?

The Book of Greed doesn’t lie. It’s been proven that villain ≠ no resentful spirits after death.

Wayne pondered for a moment before swinging Shadowmare. At the end of the hilt, the Ruby shone red, dissipating the wisp of resentment.

Shadows flickered, and Saina appeared beside Wayne, cautiously approaching the Death Knight. She looked down at Flora’s cold corpse and counted herself lucky.

It was good that she hadn’t been in contact with Hefei over the years, and hadn’t done anything too excessive. Otherwise, she would have been in deep trouble a while ago.

Moreover, she was right, Faith Magic didn’t covet beauty. Such a beautiful woman as Flora was killed without a second thought, without so much as a blink of an eye.

"Death Knights don’t have eyelids—they can’t dry out," Wayne explained, then added, "Don’t glorify your own faith. I am certain that he is sworn enemies with gambling and drugs. His values follow his senses, and he is easily blinded by beauty."

Saina wouldn’t listen, standing by her belief that her faith did not crave beautiful women. To maintain or even learn about humanity, she kept a distance from women.

"Not a bad idea, maybe I’ll get close to you sometime."

"..."

Saina had dug her own grave. Muttering about bad luck, she gazed at Flora’s body and once again envied Hefei.

She wanted to be Hefei.

As a teacher of Death, a Dark Knight, and a Naturalist, Hefei’s value seemed to rise every day.

Speaking of the Dark Knight, she seemed to have overheard a significant piece of information: Austin was the True Chosen Dark Knight.

Could it be true? Could the tastes of the Goddesses sink any lower?

With a strange look on her face, Saina opened her mouth to ask for clarification but found she couldn’t speak. Anything regarding Austin’s identity as the Dark Knight was under a gag order, forbidden to be mentioned.