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

Chapter 686 The Fallen Angel's Pact of Faith
The specially designed secret room was built by Chloe before Rowe went to the City Without a Crown.

He removed the chains and seals binding the door, opened the door to the underground prison chamber, and stepped inside.

"..."

In the dim light filtering through the skylight, he could see a vague figure locked to the wall across the way.

"It's been such a long time... hasn't it..."

Seemingly sensing someone's entry, the chains swayed slightly, like a stiff puppet that hadn't moved in a long time suddenly coming to life.

Lowe stepped down the stairs and stood there.

“Actually, I’ve already seen you,” he said, “but you were unconscious when I found you, so I moved you here.”

"Where...is this?"

"South of Lion's Garden, a territory vassal of the orcs."

The hazy figure, shrouded in the dim light, still had her slender frame shrouded in a long, flowing black robe. Beneath the mysterious beauty of the black robe, her head drooped slightly, barely lifting it to look at him.

“But you’re right,” Rowe said, smiling as he stood at a distance. “It has indeed been a long time, Maria.”

"You really... have the nerve to say something like that..." The imprisoned figure pursed his lips bitterly, his throat dry from not speaking for so long. "Really..."

Lowe smiled helplessly. He told Philica to go back first, then found her on the Creator's island and brought her back.

Moreover, he noticed that the other party did not have wings.

As if knowing what he wanted to confirm, the angel with its head bowed slowly raised its neck, and then with a "whoosh," a pair of perfect wings unfolded in the dim light of the basement.

Luo Wei was slightly taken aback.

Only a small window through the partition allowed light to filter through. In the confined chamber, she spread her jet-black and holy wings, making a sound as they swayed. Under the projection of the light, she mingled with the dust motes falling from the sky, creating a magnificent scene that was both dark and sacred, like a black flower blooming in the dim light.

Fallen angel.

This scene, both filthy and sacred, made Luo Wei slightly open his mouth.

"How long do you plan to... stay up?" Maria asked.

Luo Wei then withdrew his gaze and barely managed to say, "So you really are able to control the power of the fallen angels?"

Maria gave him a helpless look: "Didn't you... lock me up here?"

Luo Wei: "..."

“I intended to expel the black flames of Gui Wuhai from your body this way,” he said, “but I didn’t expect you to adapt to the power of the fallen angel so quickly… Are you… really that adaptable?”

Maria: "..."

She inexplicably felt humiliated.

Luo Wei brought her back because he confirmed that she had no trace of being corrupted by the black fire. He could no longer find any trace of the forbidden corruption on her.

"How is Saya...?"

“He went to the Narrow Sea because of the fighting,” Lowe replied, “but he should be back in the next few days.”

"Is that so... It seems a lot has happened outside while I was away."

Whether she was imprisoned or left the City of No Crown, now not only have the chapters of Lezhiman and Melendal passed, but the War of the Gods has also entered the main topic.

As Saya's predecessor, Maria was undoubtedly a participant in the war of the gods twenty years ago.

“Can I confirm a few things?” Rowe asked.

Maria gave him a bitter look and gestured to her wrists, which were bound by brand-new iron chains.

"Do you think... in my current state, I can stop you?"

"excuse me."

Luo Wei leaned forward and nodded to her, then stepped forward and gently brushed aside the hair that was covering her forehead with his fingers.

Maria remained silent, a slight emotion flickering across her dignified and beautiful face, her red eyes, so similar to Saya's, gleaming like jewels.

How much do you remember about the war of gods from twenty years ago?

“I…” Maria said, her head down, “My mind is a mess right now… It’s like there’s something important I can’t remember.”

That's right.

Just as the villagers of Harry Village forgot about Lovi Brooke because of the influence of the Starry Sky of Destiny, Maria's memories hinted at by fate may also have become somewhat blurred.

In this respect, she differed from Urs and the other participants in the war of the gods within the church.

Hinted at by fate, she disappeared from the war of gods and then entered the Craftsmen's Guild, willingly becoming the host of Blackfire. Lovi believed that she must be connected to the events surrounding the fall of the Goddess of Pure Water.

However, judging from her condition, it will probably take her a while to recover from this chaos.

“You…” Luo Wei hesitated for a moment, but then shut his mouth.

"Just say what you want to say." Maria looked at him with a mournful gaze.

"What I mean is... well, lately... have you been holding back ever since we locked you up?"

"..."

Luo Wei understood without being told. He slowly took two steps back, saw the marks on her dress, and took out something that looked like a cat toy from the ripples.

The pom-pom at the front is connected by a thin bamboo strip.

Upon seeing this, the angel's body trembled uneasily, bound by iron chains, clearly recalling certain scenes from the past.

Maria clenched her teeth, but shook the chains to resist him.

"You once said that you would do this because women weren't really suited for it, and you didn't want to see other men lay a hand on me... right?"

"Uh-huh."

Luo Wei stood still, not making any rash moves, and waited for her to finish speaking.

Maria remained silent for a long time, but the shame on her face said it all; she was flushed uncontrollably.

“Then I’d like to make a deal with you,” she said.

“Go ahead and say it,” Rowe nodded.

Maria hesitated for a moment, then said, "I can't show this face to another man. I can promise you I won't cause you any trouble, but I hope you understand that my feelings for you are definitely not the kind you have with Saya. Do you understand?"

Luo Wei also remained silent for a moment.

He knew that even at this moment, she was still thinking of Saya. If it weren't for this belief, coupled with her being a conscientious person, she probably wouldn't be able to maintain her rationality like this.

"You mean...you're willing to remain faithful to me?"

"..."

Maria looked up at him awkwardly.

How exactly did he manage to interpret only one of the meanings?

"It's not just that you don't want to, I can't accept it myself either."

“Don’t worry,” Rowe smiled helplessly, “I know you don’t want to affect the relationship between me and Saya, but this is something that no one can influence.”

Maria breathed a slight sigh of relief and calmed down.

“However…” Luo Wei smiled again, “I’m still a little happy to hear you say that.”

"..."

Shameless...

In other words, for her, it was just a mutually beneficial relationship... Luo Wei pursed his lips. She needed to release the pent-up emotions she had accumulated regularly, but she couldn't accept other people. She might be able to handle it herself when he wasn't around... but she still needed him to personally give her some sweetness from time to time, hmm.

That's what she meant, right...?

"That……"

Maria turned her head away, fidgeting nervously.

"You...don't need to ask me."

………… ……

after an hour.

Rowe stepped forward and untied the chains binding her wrists and ankles, giving her some relief.

Mary sat down amidst the mess on the ground.

"I'm so... ashamed to face anyone."

Luo Wei breathed a sigh of relief, took a slow, deep breath, and then paused slightly.

Hearing him inhale, Maria looked up at him deeply, as if she were ashamed and calling him a beast.

Luo Wei: "..."

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three days later.

The United States of Valais, its central city, Rhine City.

The hall of the United States is now empty. The figures of all the kings who once stood here have vanished, leaving only the empty throne in the hall to tell the story of what once was.

"The next summoner is Ryan Hilliello from the Giraffe Garden in Melendall."

Stepping into the mirror-like golden hall, Ryan, with the guards' permission, walked along the path, looking towards the figure at the end of the red carpet, bathed in light, sitting on the throne of the United States.

"..."

Is that him?

Ryan's expression tightened. Remembering the reason he had requested the meeting, he had to slow down and try his best to make the other party feel his sincerity.

After dealing with the affairs of Melendall, he resolved that he could no longer stagnate.

Just then, a cold voice came from that direction before he could speak—

"I've seen you."

The voice spoke, carrying a coldness as light, echoing through the curtains of the hall.

Ryan looked up with slight surprise. In the dazzling light shining through the stained glass, a figure resembling a young girl sat on the throne, dressed in a pure white holy maiden battle armor, with long hair as bright as the morning light.

The light blurred her face, making it impossible for her to be remembered, but Ryan didn't think he had ever seen someone like her before.

"You're the contestant who participated in the Elite Youth Tournament," the voice continued. "I've seen you fight."

"Yes, really?"

Ryan nodded, still somewhat surprised, but since the other party remembered him, he was more confident in persuading them.

"You must be the 'Saintess of Dawn' from the Temple of War Gods, right?"

Elita glanced at the other person from afar.

"What's the matter?"

“I hope…” Ryan said firmly after taking a breath, “I hope that your temple can return sovereignty over the Valais territory.”

Elita remained silent for a long while in the chair.

Seeing that the other party remained silent, yet still seemed to be casting a sharp, needle-like glint in his eyes, Ryan stepped forward and mustered his courage to say, "There must be suitable heirs in each territory. Among my companions is the rightful heir to the Rose Territory, and her father's subjects are all waiting for her to return!"

"I can promise you."

"...!"

Ryan, who stepped forward, looked surprised. He wanted to show sincerity, so he didn't hide his purpose, but he thought it would be a difficult negotiation.

The other party agreed so easily?
“But I will only return the Rose family’s territory,” Elita said, resting her cheek on her hand as she sat on the throne, “and you must swear allegiance to me.”

"What, me?"

"you are not willing?"

Ryan was momentarily confused by this question, scratching the back of his head as he stood there.

"...May I ask why?" he asked, looking at the other person.

“I’ve seen your strength, and I need help for now,” Elita said, looking at him indifferently. “That’s it.”

Do you need my help fighting for the Temple of War?
Ryan was stunned by the answer and stood there for a long time, unable to come back to his senses, his mind filled with many thoughts.

"Is it that hard to consider?" asked the saint sitting in front of the stained glass. "If you agree, I will return the Rose family's territory."

Ryan stood there for a moment with his head down on the red carpet.

He then looked up and asked, "May I ask what the reason is for the Temple of War to wage war across the continent?"

Elita replied expressionlessly, "Because this is a necessary campaign by the Temple of War, I cannot tell you the specific details."

Ryan stood there and breathed slowly for a moment.

He then made his decision: "Please forgive me for declining this request."

Elita: "..."

Emerging from the palace of the United States, Ryan rested his chin on his hand, lost in thought, vaguely recalling that he seemed to have seen the other person after the real fire in Melendall.

There should have been another woman in a green dress with her at the time.

Sherond, Joey, and the others quickly surrounded them.

"Ryan, how are you?"

He shook his head at his companions and told them about the meeting he had just had.

Jutman looked at him in surprise.

"What?! They want us to join the Temple of War Gods?!"

“I don’t think it’s impossible either,” Joey replied, frowning. “After all, that’s the temple of that war god, but I just feel like their motives are a bit strange…”

“I think so too.” Ryan nodded, then his eyes darkened.

Although it was for Talia's sake, if he rashly joined one side of the war for this reason, it would probably not be good for the future of the entire country. He also couldn't convince himself to invade the territory of other countries for such a reason, and Talia would not agree to it either.

Temple of War Gods.

Ryan glanced back at the palace of the United States. What was the reason for their constant wars across the continent? Even the former Chancellor Randall had never experienced such a frequency of warfare.

Just as the group fell silent, Hugh jumped down from a rooftop with a cold expression and handed them a scroll.

“Very important news,” he said.

Ryan and the others didn't understand how important the news he was talking about, so they gathered together and unfolded the scroll to read it.

Then, almost simultaneously, their pupils contracted in shock.

It says:

"The Temple of War Gods' 10,000 troops, together with the Second Prince of Lion's Nest, launched an attack on the Five Queens' orc territory in the south of Lion's Nest."

"After the city walls were subjected to heavy artillery fire, the five princesses of the Lion Garden, contrary to the passive defense that had lasted for several months, declared war on the enemy and launched a surprise attack on the assembled army of 50,000 by surrounding the city from all sides, achieving a great victory."

"The second prince of Lion's Garden surrendered, the army of the Temple of War suffered more than half its casualties, and the Western Frontier army was almost entirely under the control of the Fifth Princess—"

The most shocking part is the last sentence.

Ryan and the others all looked at each other, their faces filled with shock.

"Fifth Princess, you...executed the army of the Temple of War?"

At that moment, Elida also received the same scroll while sitting on the throne in the United Kingdom's Hall.

"Apart from the angels, all the temple warriors who refused to surrender were executed."

(End of this chapter)