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

Chapter 669 "The Salvation Tea Party" - The Oldest Witch
Luo Wei's jaw nearly dropped when he saw the bean sprouts in front of him.

He looked at the other person's round little face and looked at Pan with a pleading look, while the latter returned him with an affirmative smile.

"..."

You said this is...

The little girl with pink hair waved at him: "Um... don't just stand there, come in and talk."

Luo Wei: "???"

You can say she's the... you can say she's the smallest witch, and I'll believe you!!!

Pan hugged him warmly from the side and led him into the witch's mansion, smiling gently, "Oh dear, there's no need to be shy. We're all family to you."

Luo Wei, held softly in her arms, staggered and looked back in shock at the slowly closing door.

This……

This isn't a bus to kindergarten at all!
Upon entering the courtyard, the pink-haired little girl asked the two black-haired witches to go inside and prepare, glancing at Luo Wei and Pan as she walked.

"What's wrong? Even if you saw me, there's no need to be so surprised."

"..."

Is this a surprising question...?

"I think it's probably because of your current appearance," Pan said, hugging Luo Wei's head and nuzzling him affectionately ever since he entered. "Oh my, so cute~ Master's child is just too adorable~"

"What on earth is this..."

Luo Wei was caught off guard by Pan's enthusiasm, as if she had endured a long time before finally recognizing him, and what exactly was happening before her eyes...?

The little one stretched out his tiny hands in front of the two of them.

"So what if I look like this? No matter what I look like, my love for my child is genuine. Come, let me give you a good hug."

"..."

Luo Wei looked at her with mixed feelings.

If a bean sprout is called a child, then it would have to grow into a seed in the ground to be considered a child.

"What exactly are you..."

Luo Wei hesitated before speaking. What if everything just now was an illusion, and Pan had led him into some kind of hallucination to deceive him?
To be honest, Pan's current enthusiasm made him feel flattered.

"Oh dear, it seems you didn't tell him about me, Pan. You're still as wicked as ever."

“Because I really wanted him to fully experience this moment,” Pan said, holding Luo Wei. “How could such a moment not bring joy?”

The atmosphere between the two was as relaxed as a casual chat over tea. The little pink bean sprout put her hands on her hips and sighed helplessly.

"well--"

"Then there's nothing we can do."

Accompanied by a burst of red light, the deep red glow enveloped the tiny figure there, and the surrounding divine pressure rose sharply to a level that made even Luo Wei feel terrified. The clouds in the sky parted to reveal a pure blood moon.

Luo Wei's entire body tensed up almost immediately.

Within the light barrier, which even his golden eyes could not penetrate, the deep red, almost tangible, immense magical power seemed to indicate that the figure inside was undergoing a transformation.

『——……——……』

Pan Yiran hugged him, feeling a surge of tenderness at his tense appearance, and couldn't help but hug him even tighter.

Luo Wei didn't have time to pay attention to her; he was too astonished to speak as he looked at the scene unfolding before him.

A buzzing sound twisted and compressed the reality of the present world.

Divine light rapidly gathered, and the witch standing there was also freed.

Luo Wei: "...(Speechless)"

Beneath the blood-red moon in the sky, a young girl with more red hair stood there, dressed in an elegant and proper court dress. Her eyes held an unfathomable magical aura, and everything around her that had substance was imbued with her divine power. Just her mere presence caused illusory and unreal red droplets to fall.

Luo Wei: "...(Speechless x2)"

He felt Pan's embrace and said tremblingly, "You...you are...?"

Under the blood moon, a stunningly beautiful girl, seemingly otherworldly, looked at him with a divine smile:
"I am one of the five goddesses who created you, the oldest witch of the 'Salvation Tea Party'."

Lowe's back was covered in goosebumps.

He shuddered. The divine power before him was undeniably real; the mere fact that she was suppressing her magic was already having an impact on the real world.

Before him now... was an ancient god? No... compared to Lucifer, the King of Angels, and Destreet, the Goddess of Life... no, compared to any first-level god he had ever encountered before, this was the most complete one in terms of power he had ever met. Even though she had greatly suppressed the extent of her power, her divine might and divine status were still perfectly aligned and without any deviation...

A first-level ancient god.

He knew the other person's name, but he didn't even have the courage to say it.

In the presence of the person in question.

"See~" Pan hugged him with a smile, clearly enjoying the drama. "His reaction is bound to be adorable, isn't it?"

"Hmm."

The oldest witch stood there and nodded. "But is this alright? It's been a long time since I've appeared in such a proper form."

Lowell now believes it.

He had to believe it.

But he never expected that when he came to find the witch, he would actually meet a member of the "Salvation Tea Party" here. She was right here, and even appeared in front of him in person.

Unlike Ilush and Arttana, the one before them was probably a god who had existed for tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of years.

"I……"

Luo Wei's mind was swollen with thoughts, and he couldn't utter a single word for a long time.

Seeing him like this, Pan laughed and mischievously hugged his face intimately to her chest, as if she wanted to melt him in her arms.

"Then Pan is...?" Luo Wei was squeezed and felt awkward.

“Pan is my apostle.”

Luo Wei opened his mouth, no wonder she gave that answer when he asked Pan if he would be surprised by her behavior after learning her identity.

Apostles of the ancient gods, apostles of first-order gods...

That initial feeling of being unfathomable and unintelligible about her was probably because of her background. So, she…

“My master’s child is my child.” Pan gently nuzzled his face. “Hey, hey…” the oldest witch retorted, “Pan, you are my apostle, so no matter what, he should be your young master, right?”

"Then...hehe, young master?"

Luo Wei was completely numb.

Therefore, based on what they had done on the mainland, they deduced that he must be the transmigrator who was sent here, and after inviting him to arrive, they verified his identity through the witch's test.

Regardless of the fact that their assessment criteria were somewhat illogical for ordinary people, the reason Pan kept quiet about it was because this matter was not something to joke about. Even though there was sufficient evidence to prove that he was the one, she couldn't just reveal it casually; she had to confirm it again carefully.

This is why Pan, despite clearly leaning towards it, still tried to convince herself to believe it.

Actually, it was to protect him.

After understanding all this, Luo Wei felt somewhat flattered by the treatment he received. He never imagined that someone in this world would go to such lengths for him simply because of his existence.

"You must have a lot of questions to ask, right?"

"……Yes."

He was never a person to begin with.

The current situation is the result of the efforts of many gods; otherwise, how could a transmigrator with no system and mediocre initial aptitude have overcome all obstacles to get to where he is today?

Lucifer sealed away hundreds of mechanic goddesses at the cost of banishing himself from this world;

The goddess of life, Destreet, accepted the price of defeat as an ancient god, enduring an indefinite seal for thousands of years without resistance.
Minoni even lent him her divine core.

If it weren't for the enlightenment they have made in the past and present, there would be no need to wait for them to come; the world would not be what it is now.

“Then let’s go inside and talk. I’ve had the witch make some hot tea,” said the oldest witch. “Oh, by the way, you should know my name, right?”

"Even though I'm not your biological mother, it's still nice to hear you call me 'Mom,' okay?"

"..."

What Dorothy's mom?

Surprisingly, the other party, being an ancient god, was quite able to talk to him in a friendly and joking manner, but Luo Wei still felt somewhat complicated when facing a girl who was about the same age as him.

This is clearly not much better than before...

The three of them entered the small house in the courtyard.

Behind the Witch's Guild, there is such a secluded place, a house hidden deep in the forest, and the atmosphere is indeed very much like the atmosphere of a witch living in seclusion in the forest in fairy tales.

Could it be based on her...?

The old-fashioned floor, silver tea set, antique hanging lamp, and various dazzling yet harmonious decorations—flowers, tree stumps, large mushrooms growing on the beams, cabinets piled with various bottles, bookshelves filled with books, thick carpets, and a fireplace with leaping flames—Love even saw an old-fashioned wooden ladder used for climbing to the attic against the wall. The house was filled with all sorts of useful little objects, yet it felt full and not cluttered.

He even saw a pitch-black alchemical cauldron in the area connecting to the living room...

This is so witchy.

Everything around doesn't seem to be randomly placed, but rather carefully arranged and formed with natural living habits, creating a very cozy feeling of staying in the forest.

At Dorothy's invitation, Lowe sat down at a small table at the tea party, though Pan's chair was a bit too close, looking like he was about to pounce on him at any moment.

"..."

Luo Wei broke out in a cold sweat, unsure how to respond to their warm and friendly treatment.

"Pan, don't keep making that face, you'll scare him."

"But, since I finally saw him, I really wanted to be good to him."

"Hmm, since he is my child, it is only right that he enjoys all the good things in the world."

You're not completely denying what she said...

Lowe had never received such straightforward kindness before. This was not like the relationship between lovers like with Vimier; it was more like family. After verifying his identity, the two of them completely treated him as one of their own, as if a long-lost child had finally found his home.

Indeed... a long time has passed, if we start from the beginning of their plan.

“Hmm…you know, your appearance and face are formed based on your own subconscious tendencies. I didn’t expect you to be so handsome and eye-catching,” Dorothy looked him up and down without any restraint. “Pan told me that your name is now Rowe Brook, right?”

"He was called Luo Wei in the past."

Luo Wei finally understood where his body came from; there really was no previous owner or original body.

What kind of imagined self am I?

Soul transmigration... or rather, transmigrating directly into a body that matches one's imagination.

"So, it was indeed you who brought me into this world?"

"Hmm, the act of choosing you comes from ■■■■, White Night Violet gave you the concreteness of your existence, Distalia confirmed your fate of being excluded by the stars, and I wove your memories."

"...?"

Did she just say something? Why can't I hear her pronunciation?

“Don’t worry about it,” Dorothy said, understanding what was going on. “If I say Angel Creator, you’ll understand. She left this world by unconventional means, and her true name has been forgotten by the world.”

Luo Wei didn't intend to interrupt her, and frankly, he had no room to speak on this topic at all.

"I don't know if you know this, but before you came here, the person living in your place was Distalia, or rather, someone she sent."

"..."

In other words, the people of Harry Village and Ryan, the one they knew as Rowe Brook, were actually from "Earth Song Star"?

After he transmigrated, Dorothy's woven memories replaced his impression of the girl, using his subconscious self as a blueprint, as if they had spent eighteen years together again.

That's why Ryan was so familiar with him from the beginning. Rowe witnessed Ryan's adventures, and Ryan's memories are of growing up with Rowe in his subconscious.

"..."

He paused for a moment. The goddesses had indeed perfected every detail of the plan, and Ryan didn't need to get to know him again or doubt his character.

Luo Wei pursed his lips, wondering if his subconscious was really that gloomy...

Of course, he knew that Ryan must have some changes and doubts about him now. After all, the one who grew up with him was his subconscious, natural self, while the one who transmigrated was the self who knew the whole truth. Naturally, his behavior and decision-making would change. If he had grown up in the village without knowing anything, he might have actually chosen to stay in the village for the rest of his life.

"What about the 'Goddess of Water'?"

Dorothy mentioned the roles of the other four people in this matter. Although Lowe didn't quite understand what "the concrete existence" meant, she didn't mention the one from the Church of Prayer.

Dorothy smiled gently at him:

"She gave you the destiny woven in this world."

(End of this chapter)