It's not the protagonist, what does it matter if you are trapped in the Shura field

Chapter 452: Everything for the Shadow of Melendel

"So, what is an agent?"

Luo Wei didn't want to discuss conservative topics with Irus for the time being.

Her existence is a double-edged sword. Even though she is indeed the most powerful trump card in Luo Wei's hand during the battle with the Goddess of Machinery, he really hopes that she can be as cautious in her views on these matters as he is in his.

"A title," Irus said faintly, "It can be understood that the Goddess of Machinery in the Crownless City is, to some extent, an unnamed "Agent."

"..."

There was silence for a moment.

Vimir still remembers what happened at that time vividly. Ikaros fulfilled her duties conscientiously, and her battle with Rowe on the top of the tower carried out the last wish of the Mechanic tribe to her. The plan of the Third World also took advantage of this and made her a pawn to carry out the entire incident.

If he were a real agent, he would probably take the initiative to push these things forward. This might be the difference between the unnamed Ikaros and them.

A messenger from the third world.

Luo Wei sat aside without saying a word. In fact, they now knew someone with similar ideas. The current head of the Prayer Church, Liyalan, was the agent of the Goddess of Purity Water. After the death of the goddess, she served as the agent to manage the affairs of the entire Prayer Church.

But that is not an official name. If the agents in the third world are of the same nature, they are probably also following the guidance of some kind of will to carry out plans in this world.

Irus's subsequent explanation also made this clear.

"But the one you met today," Shaye said with a frown, "wasn't he defeated by this guy alone?"

Ayi Ning: "..."

The "guy" you're talking about is one of the few deities in human history that can be counted on one hand...

As she was watching the fight from the side, she knew very well that Luo Wei was serious in his response. There were not many opponents who could make him perform at that level. It was not that the opponents were not strong, but that he was just too much stronger.

"It's best not to underestimate them," Luo Wei warned, crossing his arms, "If we find Ikaros before she becomes the Goddess of Machinery, she won't be much of a threat."

"Hmm... In other words, they are likely to carry out the plan at different stages and then become increasingly difficult to deal with?" Vimir analyzed.

There seems to be nothing wrong with this understanding, but I just feel like something is a little weird.

Taking the matter of the Crownless City as an example, making Ikaros a god should not be the goal, but a necessary condition for building and maintaining the floating city... But it is indeed best not to generalize between agents and agents. Depending on how the situation develops, any situation may occur.

Luo Wei curled his lips.

It would be better not to let them know that he didn't try his best in today's battle.

"That's all you got from reading that person's memory?" Saya thought for a moment and looked at the witch with a questioning look on her face. "Did you really perform your magic successfully?"

"Little cutie," Irus looked at her with a faint smile, "You don't think that reading a person's memory means storing all of that person's memories, right? Then who is sitting here now, me or the agent named Jorda Elro?"

"?!"

The point of accessing memory is retrieval.

Luo Wei knew that absorption and acceptance were not equal. The retrieval process would naturally eliminate irrelevant information, and it was not a good idea to cram it into other people's memories at will.

But could it be that...

Irus seemed to be waiting for him to look over. She closed her eyes and said softly, "There is indeed some kind of hint in that man's memory. Once it is read, it will sink into the ocean of subconsciousness. Memory is an illusory thing. Even if it is an experience that happened to us, sometimes we can't remember it no matter how hard we try, right?"

The people sitting at the table were stunned.

This means... the other party is even prepared to deal with memory reading?
“And you just said your spell was successful?” Saya widened her eyes and sat up again.

"I did," Irus whispered, "I fished out some fragments from that empty sea of ​​memory, fragments of the 'Shadow of Melendel'."

"...!"

Several people have heard from Luo Wei what was written in the notes, "Everything is for the Shadow of Melendel", which seems to be the other party's main purpose.

Lovely, who didn't interrupt much, rested her hand on her chin. As far as she knew, there was no such place name in the royal capital, and it was difficult to speculate what the other party was going to do.

At this time, Luo Wei folded his arms and leaned back coldly.

"Next time you do something dangerous like this, let us know first."

"I will," Irus turned to him with a smile, "but a certain risk also brings us a certain reward, doesn't it?"

She was still thinking about this kind of thing.

Playing Saya around in circles, making things go up and down constantly, and always getting what she wants in her own way, this is more like conveying her attitude than her true intentions.

The Witch of Silent Night can never be completely controlled.

"If you insist on seeking excitement, I will find a way to satisfy you," Luo Wei looked at her bottomless purple eyes, "but if you always keep yourself out of it, I'm afraid I'll have to reconsider whether to support your research on Gui Wu Hai."

Irus responded to him with the same look, and the atmosphere between the two was somewhat subtle.

Um...what, what happened?
Vimir suddenly felt that there was a sense of irreconcilable confrontation between the two of them. They were not talking about the Shadow of Melendel, so why?
Ayining sighed softly.

It seems that it is not easy for him to deal with everyone here.

"Then I will hold on to this expectation." Irus' expression changed and revealed an unpredictable smile. "Don't make me wait too long."

At the beach, she once said that she could fulfill one of his requests and that he would definitely be able to use it.

Luo Wei couldn't guess what she was thinking.

"Let's get back to the present," Irus stopped looking at him and turned to look at Lovely and the others. "What I got was not the details of their plan, but what kind of attitude did Jorda Elro have towards the "Shadow of Melendel" in his subconscious. In his view, this name is not limited to the Lion Garden King City, but is related to the royal power and divine power of the entire continent. It is a great feat for this purpose. Success will bring subversive power to the whole world, and he is carrying out an important task assigned to him."

"What mission?" Lovely asked dignifiedly.

"I don't know," Irus shook her head, "but he thinks it's very important and has a deep sense of mission, and he pursues it. As I said just now, he seems to be happy to see the whole world turned upside down."

At this time, Felicia glanced at them.

"It's amazing," she said meaningfully, "how come this kind of thing always happens to you guys."

It's just that now she has gone from being the one who was unlucky enough to be encountered by them to being on the same side with them.

Several people cast vague glances at Luo Wei.

The answer to this question should be self-evident...

Luo Wei rubbed his eyes in pain. It wasn't because he came to his door that these things existed subjectively. It would be too easy to cover his eyes and pretend that nothing happened. "But there is one exact sentence that I got from his memory," Irus said, "He seemed to think it was very necessary to write it down."

"What?" Vimir clenched her hands.

The witch turned to them all with an enigmatic smile.

"When the time is right, the chosen one will enter the Shadow of Melendel."

There was a moment of silence in the living room, with only the sound of the fireplace burning quietly.

This sentence seemed to contain a lot of information. Weimir felt that he knew everything, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that he knew nothing. Hmm...

"At least, this is a place," Lovely said.

"Only those who meet the requirements can enter after a certain time?" Felicia also said.

Saya looked at them with impatience. She hated people who didn't explain themselves clearly. She was good at analyzing battlefield situations, but forget about guessing riddles.

Luo Wei laughed at this time.

"It looks like we're going to have some leisure time again," he said.

I thought he was going to say something like "It's none of our business" or "Just do your own thing", but this time his best adventurer friend was not here to help him.

But Luo Wei's answer was beyond their imagination.

"I already know where the Shadow of Melendel is."

"??"

Seeing him stand up, walk around the room, with a smile that said "So that's how it is" on his face, Loveli felt anxious.

"What is it, please tell me?"

"What is it that always shrouds Melendel, yet can only be seen in Melendel?" Luo Wei said as he walked to the window.

Then he drew aside the curtains—

In the quiet night, the location of the manor does not allow a direct view of the royal palace towering above the cliff. Outside the large floor-to-ceiling windows, there is only a vast night view and the endless starry sky.

The moonlight in Melendel is often considered unique, not because there is anything special about the moon, but because...

Lovely's eyes widened slightly.

"You mean..." She vaguely realized what Luo Wei was referring to, and her voice became a little trembling.

Almost immediately she got up from the sofa, walked all the way to Luo Wei, and then looked up through the window. There, quietly hanging in the night sky, invisibly covering Melendel, was a place that everyone knew everything about, yet was accustomed to.

Three Heavenly Rings...

She turned to Luo Wei in surprise.

The Shadow of Melendel refers to the Three Radiant Rings, a miracle created by God in the Lion Garden? !
……

Melendel Palace, Lion King Hall, Holy King Palace.

He walked alone through the long corridor of the Holy King's Court, with a waterfall flowing from the Holy Mountain of Uriel cascading down on one side. In the moonlight, the man's back looked tough and profound.

Along the road were the knights of the royal city in blue and gold armor. They were strictly following their duty to guard the king's bedroom, but they turned a blind eye to the behavior of the man in front of them.

If one of them had the courage to be cynical...

I'm afraid this prime minister who has rewritten the history of Lion Garden in the past twenty years may die here.

Under the moonlight, Randall, dressed in military uniform, arrived at the end of the corridor. The white stone door carved with gems slowly opened, but the knights remained silent.

Step into the inner court and pass through several palace gates.

Randall stopped in front of the door at the deepest part of the bedroom and pushed it open.

There was no light inside.

After closing the door behind him, he walked directly to the other end of the luxurious and spacious hall and pulled open the curtains covering the terrace.

The bright moonlight shines in.

He turned around and looked at the man who was quietly looking at him beside the bed, with slightly gray hair, a messy beard, and a golden lion robe.

With their backs to the moonlight, the two stared at each other for a while.

Nothing was said.

Until Randall turned around, picked up the wine jug on the table and poured himself a glass of wine, ignoring the most powerful person in the Lion Garden behind him, and stood alone in front of the terrace.

"It's been a lot of years since then, hasn't it?"

Randall seemed to be talking to himself, or to the moonlight outside the window.

"Hehe... this is such a long time. It might be harder for you than it was for me. It's so long that even my daughter has grown up and returned."

"A slave to fate..."

Randall did not touch the wine in the glass, but just shook it in his hand and looked down at the shaking of the wine.

Then he poured the wine on the windowsill.

"There will be another war tomorrow. The signs are already here, you know."

After doing this, he threw the empty wine glass back on the table, wiped his hands, and started walking towards the door leading outside.

"Since you and I both know what will happen."

"Then go ahead."

Randall said solemnly from behind.

"Let the flames of war burn this continent—"

"Until the stars are set on fire."

(End of this chapter)