"And stop calling me ’master,’"
Saina was indifferent; she could easily silence Lundan with a mental command if she didn’t like it. The fact that she didn’t meant she enjoyed this dynamic.
Soon enough, the second round of the one-sided beating began.
The Dark Knight was abused once again, with no chance to fight back throughout the ordeal.
Wayne was secretly anxious. Austin was improving rapidly, at a frightening pace. Faced with the Moonlight Knight, the blatant and unreasonable power surge was shocking. At this rate, if he wanted to play banana ball in the future...
It was hard to say who would be mixing the balls!
Four hours later, Dreyne stopped the one-sided violence, looking down from on high at Austin, who lay like a dead dog being dragged by Megan: "You’re too weak. Don’t bother coming tomorrow. Go find the Sun Knight Leo. He will be responsible for training you from tomorrow on."
After the Moonlight Knight had had her fun, it was the Sun Knight’s turn. The cycle continued, and the joy was endless.
Austin nodded, expressing his gratitude.
Despite being beaten badly, he had found another way to comprehend pain. If he succeeded, his wife and child would be safe.
He had every reason to thank Dreyne.
Though his words were light, they came from the heart, and Dreyne, hearing them, felt quite displeased, frowning and saying, "Don’t thank me, I have no fondness for the darkness. If not for the seal, I wouldn’t help you grow. Even if I did, it’s only to satisfy my own desires."
"Dark Knight, you make an excellent punching bag. See you the day after tomorrow."
Having said that, the white-haired hand waved, signaling the Dark Knight to leave quickly and not disturb her rest.
Wayne couldn’t find an excuse to start a conversation and left with Saina, returning to the camp. Guided by the Dark Elves, they found their temporary lodging in a small two-story cabin.
Inside, Veronica was breathless, sprawled powerless on the sofa.
Wayne curiously asked and learned that she had practiced extra hard today. He nodded and praised her ambition.
"Wayne, how’s the Dark Knight? Is he dead?" Hefei asked in a not-so-pleased tone.
"He should survive. He was dragged away by the Black Dragon. They stay in another cabin, unlike our room, which probably has only one bedroom."
Wayne’s casual words weighed heavy on Hefei, who continued, "Also, the Dark Knight is so keen on improving. He’s found a way to endure more pain and grow stronger quickly..."
"Maybe it’s due to the opposition of light and darkness, they’re born archenemies. I don’t really understand, but he made significant progress today. Continuing , the Dark Knight will create turmoil in Lundan, and teacher, you probably won’t stand a chance against him, so be careful!"
"By the way, the Moonlight Knight is so beautiful. She kept praising the Dark Knight, saying that his humility, keenness to learn, and resilient will are commendable, that he’s an excellent knight..."
"And so much more, sigh, as a member of the Naturalism Church, I don’t want to praise the Dark Knight. I really can’t bring myself to say those things."
No more needed, that was quite enough!
Hefei’s displeasure was evident on her face. After a moment, she said, "So the Dark Knight got schooled pretty bad, huh?"
"Yeah, he was almost beaten to death. I guess he won’t even have the strength to eat tonight, and will need help being fed."
Hefei’s eyelid twitched, suspecting her son was deliberately provoking her, and then said, "The Dark Knight held out for a day, so... so..."
Seeing this, Wayne sighed, "Who knows? I’m not the Dark Knight. How would I know what he’s thinking? Maybe he has his reasons for desperately seeking power, hoping to awaken as a true God-chosen Knight."
Hefei listened with mixed feelings, huffed coldly, and decided not to dwell on it. Just when she wanted to ask something else, like how beautiful the Moonlight Knight really was, she noticed her daughter staring with her teacher, eye to eye.
Interesting, truly her own child, so popular!
From a spectator’s perspective, Hefei thought there was a show to watch, but no, she had to step in and say something.
Considering personal grievances, Hefei dreamed of seeing the day Saina would be the one to fetch and endlessly refill her foot-washing water. However, if Veronica was one of those involved, although regretful, Hefei had to let go of such dreams.
"Wayne, Veronica is tired. Carry her to her room and take good care of her tonight."
"No problem, leave it to me," Wayne replied cheerfully.
Seeing her mother entrust her to Wayne, Veronica’s face turned red.
Normally, her pride would make her refuse the arrangement, insisting she could take care of herself. But today, she didn’t. Instead, she lifted her chin proudly towards Saina.
Little girl, what do you have to be so proud of!
Saina glanced disdainfully, too proud to argue with Veronica about it, or to lower herself to fight over a man with a young girl.
She said, "Wayne, Mr. Mula expects you to become a mature knight soon. We haven’t trained together for a while. How about we go to the small woods and practice for a few hours tonight?"
Before Wayne could answer, Veronica clung tightly to his arm and shrugged, "I can’t use the Elemental Mantra right now, so extra practice is pointless. Plus, I need to take care of Veronica tonight. We can practice another day."
You’re thinking about another day?
Veronica gritted her teeth and huffed, "Wayne, I’m tired. Take me to rest..."
Upon saying this, she made a significant decision, telling someone in front of Hefei, "I want to take a bath, I’ve got no strength at all. Help me with it."
Young people these days are so open, just get it over with hastily, and hopefully, make a fatal mistake.
Saina was unaffected by the conversation since she never thought of breaking up Wayne and Veronica or of monopolising Wayne. Bluntly, she said, "I wish you two a happy honeymoon. Also, I’m not a shallow woman who craves love, it’s too childish. My spiritual world is very fulfilling, I don’t need a soulmate. What I want is the most primal communication with someone I like."