Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 572 - 244: Just Give It a Try and Die_2

He questioned the outcome.

Wayne drew the Shadowmare without understanding anything and only later realized that being a God-chosen Knight was troublesome since the Goddess was always watching her knight.

Because the Headless Knight took the lead, he never had a direct conversation with the Goddess of Death.

The same went for the Twilight Deadlock, with Austin taking the front.

The two unlucky ones took the brunt of the suffering upfront, while Wayne followed behind to reap the benefits, neither bearing nor needing to bear any responsibility.

As for becoming a Naturalist Knight, if the handover ceremony actually happened and he had a direct conversation with the Nature Goddess, she would be all cheerful until she discovered her knight had been practicing skills in the domains of Death and Darkness...

"What, this isn’t your first time?"

As one might expect, the Goddess’s face would darken.

All of this was Wayne’s speculation, a wonderful speculation, but he also had a worse speculation: the Goddesses of Death and Darkness had already taken notice of him.

Because they were allies and the Headless Knight’s intelligence was extinguished and Austin was unruly, they tacitly assumed that he was their knight’s alternate account, their spare tire.

Being allies, behind closed doors they were sisters, and sharing a spare didn’t hurt anything.

But the Nature Goddess wasn’t a sister; she was a gem of the opposing camp, and having her painstakingly trained spare stolen...

If this led to a war of faith, wouldn’t Wayne be greatly at fault?

Wayne would love to see the Goddesses fight, scratch faces, pull hair, and rip clothes—the more such scenes, the better. But he was well aware that if a genuine faith war broke out, it would only be the ordinary faithful who died.

Besides, once all the ordinary faithful were gone and the disciples severely wounded, it would be the God-chosen Knight’s turn to step in and finish things up. He couldn’t exactly split himself into three and fight his own battles, could he?

If that day arrived, the Goddesses, in their rage before tearing into each other, would surely tear him apart first.

The mantle of Naturalist Knight was not to be desired!

Wayne rejected the temptation from the bottom of his heart; the Death and Darkness Vests were enough for him.

The Death Knight elevated his limit, allowing him to swagger before Legendary Mages during his novice days; the Dark Knight was the icing on the cake, incredibly effective at irritating Old Login. The Naturalist Knight wasn’t necessary; his presence or absence made no difference.

"Wayne, say something!"

"High Priestess Saina, we should consider this matter carefully. I know myself too well; my free and undisciplined nature surely won’t win the Goddess’s favor."

"How can you say that without trying?"

To try would be to meet one’s demise!

Do you not realize that standing before you is the Knight of both Death and Darkness?

Wayne had little interest in becoming a Naturalist Knight, and his perfunctory attitude made Saina extremely anxious, causing her to doubt at times whether Wayne lacked desire like Hefei and was just an incurable case.

It’s normal for a child to have no desires; things will be better once he grows up.

Saina took a deep breath and comforted herself with this thought. She gave Wayne a couple of warnings to be careful of the Great Prophet and said they would talk about the Naturalist Knight affair in a few days.

If Wayne still maintained this indifferent attitude by then, she would have to step up the intensity and use Hefei’s Dragon Blood Curse as a lure.

She didn’t believe Wayne would not take the bait!

For the position of the next Pope, Saina was willing to give her all to make Wayne the Naturalist Knight.

"Take care on your way home, teacher. Goodbye, teacher," Wayne waved a goodbye to the air and headed upstairs, hoping to try a mixed bath with his sister once more.

Bang!

A human cannonball launched from the spot, landing in the small woods outside the villa.

"Really, what’s with the excitement? If someone saw this, they’d surely misunderstand the relationship between siblings...

Wayne brushed the dust off his body, blaming Veronica for lacking a big picture perspective; it was just a mixed bath after all, not the first time they had done it.

Be careful, and it won’t lead to fatality.

"Chatter chatter—"

A startled mandrill landed on the ground, hopping and trying to drive away the intruder. Wayne, fearing being hit by feces, quickly left its territory.

He turned around and realized something was off.

That wasn’t a monkey; it was a mandrill.

"There are mandrills in Austria? That doesn’t seem right..."

The more Wayne thought about it, the more strange it seemed. Carefully observing the brightly colored monkey, he was astonished to find that it possessed a Nature Domain quite similar to his own.

Perfectly integrating into the surrounding nature, it was like an unnoticeable plant, impossible to detect without visual discernment.

"No wonder this is the Naturalism Church Headquarters, even the talents of a monkey are so terrifying here." Wayne complained, feeling slightly struck, and then, adjusting his expression, he tentatively asked, "Great Prophet?"

Password correct!

The mandrill stood straight as if donning a crown, its eyes flickering with intelligence, its whole demeanor changing, shedding its savage and wild nature to resemble a scholar of profound knowledge.

"Wayne, candidate, nice to meet you. I’m the Great Prophet from the Naturalism Church Headquarters. You may call me Tubie," spoke the mandrill in human language.

"Soil... Tubie Great Prophet, it is an honor to meet you by my doorstep." Wayne considered the mandrill as a Magical Being or possibly an alternative to a carrier pigeon; others kept pigeons, owls, but the Great Prophet kept a monkey, casting magic to lodge his thoughts within.

"I was delayed en route, you must have already met with High Priestess Saina," spoke the mandrill with a hint of helplessness, "Your teacher is a student of High Priestess Saina, you’re more inclined to believe her compared to me, which puts me at a disadvantage. What I’m going to say next, I hope you’ll keep in mind and really think about, who has your best interests at heart."

No need to say it; neither of you have good intentions.

"Great Prophet Tubie, I am honored to receive your teaching; please, go ahead." Wayne spoke politely.

The mandrill, seemingly rushed for time, rapidly explained the function of the Great Prophet and its importance to the Church, highlighting only the good in an attempt to awaken Wayne’s desire.