Chapter 229 Candidate Wayne, You Are Not Pure

Gavin stopped mid-sentence, throwing out bait and waiting for Wayne to bite.

The effect was mediocre, Wayne blinked, shaking his head, "No thanks, I'm well aware of my talents, and I don't qualify to become a God-chosen Knight."

Veronica nodded silently, it's good that societal trash knows their place.

Not to brag, Veronica would bet her youth on the odds of Wayne becoming a God-chosen Knight being less than one in a million, no, one in ten million.

As long as the Goddess isn't blind, even if every person on the God-chosen Continent died, it still wouldn't be Wayne's turn.

Could the Goddess be blind?

Absolutely impossible!

If the Goddess could be blind, so could she. From now on, bygones be bygones, even if she saw Wayne fooling around with Velia, she'd turn a blind eye.

Laughable, really. To even think of societal trash and a God-chosen Knight in the same breath, more ludicrous than societal trash rolling in the sheets under the moonlight!

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