Chapter 285 This is what faith looks like

Saint of the Dark Church, Anastasia...

It turns out you are still alive!

Wayne looked at the magic puppet in front of him in surprise. He had always thought that the saint of the Dark Church was dead. He never expected that she was still alive and well. She just had her mind separated from her body and moved to a new home.

Judging from the name, she is still a hairy girl!

What should I do? Should I return my body to others?

Wayne frowned. He was just a passerby. He had played with the body of the black-skinned lady, not to mention 108 poses, and 10800 styles.

Returning the body to the original owner at this time may cause the other person to fall into the abyss.

If you can't pay it back and have no grudges, isn't this harming others?

However, the other party looks very bad. He has lost his body for sixteen years and can only live in the body of a magic puppet, unable to enjoy the happiness of being a human being...

Still can't return it, Anastasia's body has already taken the shape of him. Once the mind enters, the consequences will be disastrous. She is not even a human being, let alone the happiness of being born as a human being.

Wayne thought about it and decided that silence is golden.

Admittedly, it was wrong of him to experiment on Anastasia's body, but the black-skinned lady was his trophy, and it was already contaminated when he got it.

Even if he hadn't acted recklessly, Anastasia wouldn't be able to use her body after she got it back.

When you enter, you will transform into the form of an ancient god’s retinue!

After finding a reason to convince himself, Wayne reluctantly felt less guilty and said with a serious look: "It turns out that you are a saint from the Dark Church. I have admired her name for a long time. I am from Lundan and have a few friends from the Sun Church. I heard that you died in the fog.

"Hai Hai, that's why I call the former Holy Lady Your Excellency, I hope you don't mind."

"It doesn't matter. Although I'm still alive, it's almost as good as dead." Anastasia said slowly.

What a negative attitude!

Wayne secretly complained that she was indeed a saint of the Dark Church, and she fit the definition of the word "dark".

"Anastasia, it turns out you are still alive. I haven't heard from you for a long time. I thought you were dead."

Senna came to Wayne's side, looked at the doll's body up and down, and said with a smile: "The workmanship is good, and it suits your temperament very well."

The strange words made it clear that there had been grudges. Wayne looked stern and silently retreated to Megan's side, looking expectantly as if he was waiting for justice.

Fight, fight!

He didn't see the battle between the black and white knights back then, and the drama of the saint/black-skinned elf/doll VS the oracle priest/dragon blood/tentacle monster was just barely enough, so he didn't pick it.

"Senna..."

Anastasia murmured, shook her head slightly and said: "I have been stagnant for sixteen years. Not only have I not moved forward, I have also regressed a lot. If you are entangled in the past victory or defeat, you win now."

What do you mean, even if I win, you are so humble!

Saina felt unhappy, and she wanted to speak as soon as she tilted her mouth, but she gave up angrily after receiving a message from Wayne's mind.

She asked on behalf of Wayne: "Anastasia, what is your situation now? Are you alive or dead? Who helped you build your body?"

"Does it have anything to do with you?" Anastasia said lightly.

"..."

Senna was choked so much that if Wayne hadn't stopped her, she would have manually disassembled the doll in the name of learning.

Forced by Wayne's order, Senna couldn't get angry. She took a deep breath and said bluntly: "We are friends after all. We have been friends for many years. Can't I care about you?"

"Friend, you?"

Anastasia chuckled, and judging by her tone, she seemed to be a little nostalgic.

Wayne took the opportunity to let Saina reminisce about the past, and he looked through this memory. Putting aside the sweet-sounding words and elegance and easy-going, the two of them had a healthy competitive relationship, with some personal grudges, but not much.

Anastasia was the same age as Senna. After becoming a saint, she met Senna for the first time. They were both geniuses and equally good-looking and charming. When they first met, they wanted to compete with each other. It was not that pleasant to say the least.

After that, the two of them compared each other and decided to decide the winner...

In Senna's memory, her evaluation of Anastasia is mixed. The good side is that she recognizes her magical talent. The bad evaluation is all due to arrogance, jealousy, and desire to win. She hates Anastasia very much.

Thea's self-righteous expression.

Wayne Li Zhongke commented, by the way, Anastasia was also a very beautiful woman when she was not transformed into a black-skinned elf.

The two once had a fight in a deep mountain forest. After the fight, they cleaned their wounds by a waterfall and tested their figures.

This memory was very clear. After comparing it for half an hour, Wayne saw it clearly and secretly said childishly. What is the comparison? He has never seen such a boring person.

I conveniently made a compressed package and copied and pasted it.

Anastasia finished recalling the past, glanced at Senna, thought about her current situation, and sighed: "It doesn't hurt to tell you. There has been no news from the Dark Knight. I received the oracle from the goddess to replace him.

The seal guarding the frozen continent, because the seal failed, my body was contaminated, and I had to abandon it..."

"I made this body myself, with the help of the three knights Moura, Leo, and Delaine. My strength has seriously deteriorated and I am no longer your opponent."

"Are you actually qualified to replace the Dark Knight?"

Senna's face turned ugly when she heard Wayne ask, explaining that Anastasia's magical talent had made her a proud girl since she was a child, and she suspected that before she lost her body, her strength had far surpassed hers.

Wayne nodded secretly. With the strength and realm of the legendary mage, the saint's status in the world of listening to the oracle, and the magical skills taught by the goddess of darkness, this generation of saints of the dark church is indeed very powerful, but it's a pity...

The life level of the elves is far inferior to that of the ancient gods, and it is also inferior to the descendants of the ancient gods. When they meet one another, they are forced to abandon their bodies.

However, her ability to think out of the sea of ​​mist and return to the frozen continent to reshape her body has proven her strength.

"What about you, Senna, what are you doing in the Frozen Continent?"

"Assist the Natural Knight to seal the Ancient God's Familiar!" Senna was not to be outdone.

"Senna, you and I both know that the God's Chosen Knight can solve all problems. If it can't, no matter how much help you give, it will be useless. You are not qualified to assist Mr. Mulla." Anastasia said mercilessly.

"Not the current natural knight, but the future natural knight."

"..."

Anastasia was stunned when she heard this. She remembered Wayne's self-introduction and looked over curiously.

I didn't pay attention to him just now, but then I noticed that he had black hair, black eyes, and a shy smile. He was a young man who made people feel like him.

Based on the education Anastasia has received since childhood, Wayne's appearance alone can gain a basic favorability score of 60 points in her mind.

This is what faith looks like!

"Senna, how can you help Mr. Wayne? With all due respect, as arrogant as you are, I'm afraid you can't put down your arrogance and help others, right?" Anastasia asked doubtfully.

The person who knows you best is often not your friend, but your enemy. The two people regard each other as competitors, and they know each other's character well even if they are close to enemies.

Senna commented that Anastasia was arrogant and hypocritical, while Anastasia commented that Senna was arrogant and cold. She did not believe that Senna would take the initiative to help Wayne and must have an ulterior motive.

Referring to Wayne's identity as the Natural Knight's successor, she probably guessed the reason, and sneered: "As expected of you, you even dare to take the idea of ​​the Natural Knight. Let me guess, who are you, his ambiguous teacher?

?”

I do think so!

Senna secretly hated herself and sneered back: "Don't look at me with the same eyes as before. After so many years, I am no longer the same person I used to be. In order to prevent the retinue of the ancient god from awakening, I recognized Wayne as my dragon knight.

Assist him to reach the frozen continent."

Anastasia was shocked, and for a moment she suspected that she had misunderstood.

After thinking about it, it is indeed the literal meaning.

Even more incredible!

Is this still the Senna she knew? Where has that arrogant, cold and suspicious woman gone?

Anastasia did not have dragon blood, but she also knew what the dragon knight meant to the dragon. She turned her head and stared at Wayne for a long time, wondering what qualifications this young man had to treat Senna into submission. It was just the inheritance of the natural knight.

If it is not enough, there must be other reasons.

"Don't think about it, I am doing this for justice and for the God's Chosen Continent!" Senna said loudly, leaving no room for comment.

At the same time, she sent a voice message to Wayne through her mind, saying that she and Anastasia had a normal relationship and did not want to lose to each other. She hoped that Wayne would save her some face. After the matter was completed, she would not resist whatever Wayne did.

.

Pull him down, the one resisting now is obviously me!

Wayne rolled his eyes and walked forward two steps: "Yes, Teacher Senna has wronged herself for the sake of justice. I respect and admire her very much."

Senna nodded, that's it, and then sent a message through her mind, hoping that Wayne would keep his promise and do whatever he wanted.

Wayne ignored it and pretended not to hear what the other person was thinking.

Anastasia still insisted on her opinion, shook her head and said: "Sena, he calls you teacher, after all, you are still his ambiguous teacher!"

"To be precise, he is the teacher's teacher, and Wayne is my student's student." Senna explained.

That's not worse!

Anastasia couldn't understand what Senna was explaining at all. It was fine if she didn't explain, but the more she explained, the more confused she became.

It is suspected that the outbreak of the dragon's blood curse changed Senna, her intelligence and personality changed drastically, so she was willing to be ridden by her own student's student.

That's not right. No matter how a person changes, the arrogance in his bones will always remain. Dragon Blood will not let go of his arrogance and let others ride on him...

Suddenly, Anastasia thought of other possibilities and asked curiously: "Senna, you don't like him, do you?"

"That's right."

"..."x3

The three of them were silent, and Megan, who was eavesdropping openly, didn't know whether she should be happy for Heaphy or sad for Veronica.
To be continued...