Mythology Rebooted-Chapter 570 - 243: Knight Does Not Die by Pistol, Foreseeing the Future_3

Chapter 570: Chapter 243: Knight Does Not Die by Pistol, Foreseeing the Future_3

"Although Giant Dragons are not social creatures, every adult Giant Dragon possesses power comparable to that of divinities. Dragon Blood is hard to come by..." Saina was educating them about the preciousness of Dragon Blood.

"Teacher Saina, must one slay a dragon to obtain Dragon Blood, or can one make a trade with a Giant Dragon?" Wayne couldn’t help but interject.

"No."

Saina refuted Wayne’s naïve idea, "A Giant Dragon can sense its own bloodline anywhere, naturally suppressing and making it impossible for the bloodline’s possessor to defy the will of a Giant Dragon..."

"Moreover, as long as the dragon lives, the Dragon Blood will always be just that, unable to resonate and evolve the bearer’s bloodline."

"A trade not only lacks value but also creates a hidden danger that cannot resist the source of the bloodline."

"..."x2

Both nodded repeatedly, acknowledging that as a superior lifeform, even a drop of blood came with many considerations.

Wayne had an epiphany; Dragon Blood had intellectual property rights. The Giant Dragon could reclaim it at any time, and there was no concept of copyright expiration. To want Dragon Blood, one had to kill the rights holder.

He pursued further, "Teacher Saina, do you know about the Dragon Blood Curse?"

"What brings this up, has Hefei sensed her own Dragon Blood Curse?"

Saina scoffed, "That incompetent thing, this is the price she pays for betraying me!"

Their brows furrowed as the words left Saina’s mouth. It was clear she truly intended to leave them to their fate.

"Of course, if she comes to beg me, and atones for her betrayal, I might let bygones be bygones."

Veronica: This old lady has a really troublesome personality!

Wayne: You’re the same, both tsundere.

Clearly, Wayne had misunderstood. Saina wasn’t tsundere but, upon noticing the change in his expression, she held back her full thoughts, leaving some room.

Saina probably understood something. In the Randao Family, the disdain for the family head, Austin, came because of his greed, as he sold his conscience for more money.

On the other hand, Hefei, straightforward and open, warmly welcomed her predecessor’s leftovers—that is, Wayne—treating him as her own and taking him as a student.

Wayne had deep affection for his stepmother Hefei. In Veronica’s eyes, Wayne could shoot Austin without hesitation. However, when facing Hefei, he couldn’t even bring himself to aim the gun.

Saina’s eyes narrowed slightly. It was good that people had weaknesses.

Having grasped this weakness, Saina didn’t take advantage of it immediately. It was a trump card to be used later, as now was not the time. She could continue to build a close relationship with Wayne in the role of an elder.

Threats do not win hearts, and oppression only invites rebellion, whereas warmth and sincerity can garner loyalty.

Sincerity and such, Saina pondered, probably didn’t exist within her, but she could act. Pretend to earnestly care about Wayne without caring about the authenticity of the feelings.

There was no need to pretend; she genuinely liked him. Hefei had brought her a wonderful surprise.

This gift was flawless!

Wayne frowned as he saw a predatory look in Saina’s eyes. The last time he had seen that look was when Saina was appraising Veronica. frёewebnoѵēl.com

What the hell, was she seriously considering making him the Saint Heir?

Doubts filled Wayne’s mind, not understanding what he had done to suddenly increase Saina’s favor, to the point where she entertained the fanciful idea of him becoming the Saint Heir.

Good thing, it erased the negative impressions brought by Austin.

"Veronica, you must be exhausted. Go take a bath, I need to speak with Teacher Saina."

What the hell do I need a bath for?

Without a word, Veronica turned and headed towards the villa’s second floor, knowing that Wayne, with his quick mind, must have a reason for sending her away—to have a private conversation with Saina.

Saina looked at Wayne approvingly. Without delving into who he inherited his clever mind from, it was enough that he was smart. Thinking too much would only lead to disdain.

She waved her hand, setting up a soundproof barrier: "Wayne, transform into an Elf and let me see how you blend with nature."

Wayne nodded, and with a thought, he transformed into a two-meter-tall Perfect Elf.

The formula provided by Philomena and the Magic Stone perfectly illustrated the saying ’a woman past thirty is like a gold brick’; to live a decent life as a simple, honest person, one must take the shortcut provided by rich aunts.

How beautiful!

Saina narrowed her eyes to mask the astonishment—Wayne’s Elf transformation was impeccable. After observing for a moment, she said, "Your devotion to nature alone wouldn’t be this perfect. Have you also pursued the faiths of moonlight and sunlight?"

"Yes, learning brings me joy."

Wayne wholeheartedly agreed. Whether it was Kris, Philomena, Mona, or Valkyrie, each had been a great teacher by both word and example.

"To be eager to learn is good, but don’t be too curious. Trying to learn everything will only harm you," Saina cautioned, eager to see Wayne integrate with nature.

Wayne immediately dispersed his thoughts, connecting with the surrounding nature, using himself as the fulcrum to integrate the nearby space into one.

Communicating with nature, with the help of its great power, he could cast magic as powerful as Divine Arts without relying on formulas, needing only a turn of thought.

Essentially, it wasn’t magic but the result of Wayne’s thoughts reshaping nature, projected into the real world in the form of magic.

Saina, with her profound magical attainment, easily sensed the changes in the air and exclaimed both shocked and delighted, "Wayne, when did you achieve this step, who inspired you?"

"I saw it in a magic publication once, that a mage is a balanced individual and nature is a balanced whole. We are within nature, also within this balance, and should be able to communicate with it," Wayne explained the source of his inspiration.

It was shameful to admit, but it was someone else’s idea.

Saina’s mouth twitched, "Don’t read those messy magazines in the future, they’re all deceptive."

"Really? But I clearly succeeded, didn’t I?"

"..."

Yes, you did, but everyone else died!

Wayne’s answer was unexpected, once again proving his talent—a seemingly unreliable concept, yet he casually practiced it and succeeded.

Saina was very pleased and asked, "How long did it take you to master this technique, and who did you learn it from?"

"Just in the past couple of days, from you."

"Me?!"

"Yes."

Wayne naturally showcased the thought ring, "Originally I only had the idea, but I could never communicate with nature. After half a year of practice without results, it was only after getting this ring meant for communicating with nature..."

Saina had a strange look, as the ring had no such effect. It was purely Wayne’s own fantasy.

However, Wayne’s eyes were full of admiration, which perfectly set up her image as an unfathomable mentor, so she didn’t explain.

"Teacher Saina, to be honest with you, this ring is so useful. These past two days I tried taking off the ring, and because I remembered that mysterious feeling, I can now communicate with nature without the ring..."

Wayne hastily shared his cultivation, "My next goal, is to communicate with nature without transforming into an elf, and blend in to become part of the balance."

"My next goal after that, is to expand the Nature Domain, striving to establish a connection with the whole world. This is very difficult, but I believe where there’s a will, there’s a way. As long as I put in more effort than everyone else, I am certain to succeed."

Enough, if you keep going, I’m going to start calling you the teacher.

Saina interjected, troubled, "Wayne, as a Legendary Mage, I can tell you that this kind of thinking is not realistic, don’t waste your time."

"Right, after all, my talent is very average, and it was only after getting the ring that I found a successful path."

"..."

Saina suspected Wayne was acting; after all, he had the blood of Austin, and the ability to lie came naturally with the lineage.

She skipped over the unpleasant subject, warning, "Wayne, you’ve been too outstanding today, and a disgusting guy has set his eyes on you."

"Who?"

"Tubie."

Who’s Tubie?

"The Great Prophet Tubie. He’s taken an interest in your capability to communicate with nature and wants to take you to the Prophet Hall to toil for a lifetime."

"Teacher Saina, is the ability to communicate with nature rare?"

Wayne raised an eyebrow, "Shouldn’t be, just practice casually. Isn’t that what everyone does?"

"Wayne, don’t play dumb with me. I’m not Hefei, that trick won’t work on me."

"Oh."

Wayne inwardly cursed his misstep—why did this woman’s brain work when they were all of Dragon Blood?

"The Great Prophet has the ability to communicate with nature, and this power enables every prophet to receive Divine Decrees from the Divine Nation. It’s not the Nature Goddess, but one of the three Proxies, the Listener..."

"The Skylark Milaer..."

"She can foresee the future!"

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