Chapter 289 (2): The Decisive Battle Begins
After inquiring about it, Wayne learned the situation Anastasia was in and couldn’t help but marvel at how much of a jack-of-all-trades the woman’s role in the Land of Seal was. She was ready to go wherever she was needed and was always useful.
First, Anastasia was the Holy Maiden of the Church of Darkness with formidable power, allowing her to barely fill in for the Darkness Knight’s absence.
Second, she had mastered numerous divine arts from the Church of Death and could, when necessary, guard Death’s post.
Finally, since she wasn’t a chosen knight and could move in and out of the Frozen Land, free of any restrictions, she could immediately handle the crisis if something went wrong with Londan’s Ocean of Mist.
Although she had failed to turn the situation around and even lost her body in the process, she tried, didn’t she?
Even in her ruined state, she had her uses. Anastasia had created a magical puppet—she called it a ‘magitech puppet’. It was an independent branch from alchemy that incorporated influences from technological advances and had a bright future ahead.
Inside the magitech puppet were the powers of the chosen knights of Nature, Sun, and Moonlight. For one, it was to create a balance and protect Anastasia’s thoughts, and for another, it allowed her to take the place of any of the chosen knights at critical moments.
She was doing five jobs while earning only one salary, and she was happy to go on work trips as assigned by the company. She was too extraordinary, and her sense of responsibility was undeniable, no less than the three chosen knights of the Life Alliance.
Speaking from a purely objective perspective, Wayne was certain that the Goddess of Darkness had to be blind not to have chosen Anastasia as Her chosen knight. Compared to her false friend, Senna, Anastasia was practically a saint.
He had made up his mind. He would have all of Anastasia. He already had her body, so now, it was time to take her thoughts.
You wanna die? Not so easy. You’re a good person, so live!
Perhaps his gaze was getting unnerving and bothered Anastasia; she reminded him, “Mr. Wayne, Senna must have told you something. She’s gone mad, but I won’t. I hope you understand that.”