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

Chapter 711 The Holy Maiden's Guardian Calls You for a Walk in the Garden

The main altar of the Yin God Cult, the Palace of the Holy Maiden, the residence of the Black Saintess.

As night fell, the high priest, his body wrapped in bandages, lay on the bed. Hera slowly slowed her pace and slipped onto the bed with practiced ease.

Sheila: "..."

Since that incident, even she herself was surprised by her decision to crawl into bed.

But Rowe didn't stop her.

And that's how it turned out.

However, she probably felt at ease this way, and she seemed to be in good spirits lately, so Luo Wei couldn't do anything if he didn't reward her.

"..."

Hehe, High Priest.

As the night passed, in this state, simply by using divine power to seal the bandages, Luo Wei actually fell asleep without realizing it.

Then he heard a voice from beneath him: "High...High Priest...my legs are numb."

When I stepped back, I realized that I had somehow pinned this guy down on my thighs, and there were even marks on my thighs from his weight.

Sheila quickly pulled down the hem of her nightgown, her face flushed, and remained motionless. One of the shoulder straps had slipped down beside her beautiful face.

No matter how you look at it…

This scene is really strange. The priest and the saintess are on the same bed like this, it's like they've just experienced some kind of sex scandal.

"The...the High Priest is indeed a man..."

"what?"

“In the morning…” Hilla stammered, “it seems…”

"..."

Lowe's expression was not visible under the bandages.

However, she indeed didn't remember. After the two of them got up, Sheila returned to her usual demeanor, seemingly not taking the matter to heart.

After accompanying her for a stroll in the suburbs, they returned to the cult in the evening, but Rowe did not leave.

"Huh... the High Priest?"

"You've heard about the other saintesses' advance, haven't you? I'll assist with some sectarian matters."

"That means...!"

"Yes, at least during this period of time, I have been giving you a lot of guidance."

The next day, when the high priest, who was supposed to have left, reappeared and attended the sect's holy council, Chaham, standing at the front of the hall, narrowed his eyes coldly.

He looked up at the figure standing beside the saintess on the steps, casting his gaze without any attempt to conceal it.

I've already been very accommodating to you, haven't I?

Lowe didn't respond to his gaze. Every time he and Sheila came back, he would wait expectantly like a little wife. How could he not see through Chaham's intentions?

Such pressure might work on others, but it's best to avoid it on him.

Looking out, the vast underground Holy Throne Hall is filled with twelve enormous, pitch-black stone pillars. A group of heretical leaders and powerful figures, some human and some ghost, are dressed in robes of various styles. Some are as short as a ball, some are over five meters tall with more than ten arms growing from their backs, or they are not human at all. They have twisted and eerie expressions and are mostly shrouded in cold darkness.

Luo Wei glanced at the pillar next to him. A huge, twisted thing was wrapped around and clung to the pillar, with dozens of large, densely packed eyeballs on its head staring at him.

It's a really cute little thing.

Hillary sat upright in her seat, about to announce the start of the meeting, when Chaham interrupted her.

"My Lady Saint."

He didn't hide his gaze as he looked at Luo Wei, and began to speak.

“I doubt any of the people here have ever seen him before,” Chaham said, glancing back at his back. “Although I do know something about him, please tell me why he is standing there.”

"This is my Holy Maiden Guardian, is there a problem?" Sheila looked down calmly.

"..."

There was a slight commotion below; they had never heard of a saintly guardian suddenly appearing before.

Chaham's gaze remained fixed on Rowe.

He could choose not to ask about his relationship with the saintess, nor would he disturb their outing. Even today's meeting was deliberately postponed because he came to see the saintess without prior notice, giving them more time.

Having already made such concessions, do you still want to get involved in sectarian affairs?
Luo Wei glanced at him, stepped forward, grasped the scepter, and gave a cold laugh.

"Heh...who do you think let you cross the border so easily?"

"?"

Several of the more prominent heretical leaders below were stunned.

"You mean you were behind the things that allowed us to cross the border eastward and even gave us water and food?"

"Otherwise, do you think it's some kind of frontier knight showing some great kindness?"

"……It's you?"

It should be noted that when trouble was caused within the territory, the knights and the church showed no mercy whatsoever, suggesting that there were indeed signs of deliberate manipulation behind it.

Another commotion broke out below.

Few people know about this incident. Once, a blood demon spread its wings and was about to self-destruct in order to let others pass. The knights were startled and asked it if it wanted to go over. They gave it food and water and pointed it in a direction.

"..."

The person who asked the question shut up. They knew that passage was allowed only across most of the western continent, and they couldn't understand how he had managed it.

But there is no doubt that this saved them a lot of trouble.

Just then, the enormous creature wrapped around the pillar suddenly stretched out its head and roared at Luo Wei. Luo Wei glanced at it coldly, and as his gaze fell upon it, the creature's voice abruptly ceased. Along with its head covered in eyes and the remaining half of its body, a large amount of foul liquid gushed from the severed ends, and the remains slid heavily down the pillar to the ground.

"!!?"

W-what?!

If that's right.

He only glanced at it just now?!
“Next time anyone yells at the saintess,” Rowe tapped his scepter on the cold ground, “don’t blame me for not giving you a warning.”

Those standing at the back showed fear on their faces, while many others who remained calm glanced at the saintess, wondering what her reaction would be.

Saintess: High Priest...so handsome...

Chaham: "..."

They would start killing at the slightest disagreement. The Holy Maiden Guardian, who had only appeared today, stood there, and for a moment no one dared to question his authority.

After the meeting ended and everyone else had left, Chaham raised his eyes and watched as the Holy Guardian walked straight down the steps toward him.

When they got closer, the two looked at each other, and Chaham's bright yellow eyes stared at him without blinking.

Luo Wei stood before him without wavering. "The Temple of War is planning something extraordinary. If we are to win this divine war, you and I must put aside our prejudices."

Chaham coldly watched his retreating figure after he finished speaking, his eyes narrowing slightly before turning his head to look at the half-corpse of the giant worm demon on the ground.

"..."

Upon returning to the palace, Heila walked ahead.

She walked and turned around, backing away, finally managing to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Phew... I was terrified when that giant bug first appeared..."

"It's absolutely hideous."

"Pfft... I heard that he was an archbishop of the Church of Light. I really don't know how he got himself into that state. Ugh... I don't want to become like that."

“I know,” Rowe said, his eyes fixed ahead. “From now on, if there are any more of these ugly things, we’ll make them stay far away.”

Although Chaham acted as if he was keeping his promise, he was still provoking her in this way, like mental pollution. He thought that by blocking the road every time, he was making concessions and compromises on his own. Did she really think he would be fooled into doing nothing?

He has a lot to do.

The next morning, Chaham had just returned from outside when he saw a figure dressed in black bandages standing at his door waiting for him.

He tensed up, glanced at him, and subconsciously checked the door lock.

"You're looking for me."

"It's nothing, I just came to see if you've had breakfast."

"?"

Chaham stared intently, and Rowe walked away without looking back.

At noon, he passed by the garden and saw the Holy Guardian sitting alone there. There was an empty seat, and there was grilled fish on the table. She waved to him.

In the afternoon, Chaham was reading in his room when a maid knocked on the door, saying that the Holy Guardian had invited him to afternoon tea.

In the evening, a deck of Gladiator cards was shoved into the doorway.

At night, the Holy Maiden will invite you to take a walk in the garden.

Chaham: "..."

When he rushed over to keep the appointment, he only found a note on the garden table: "The saintess has something urgent to attend to and we'll reschedule for tomorrow."

Too many unclear intentions.

The next day, when he appeared at his door on time again in the morning, Chaham gave him a cold, sidelong glance.

"If you don't explain your intentions, I will assume you will refuse these offers from now on."

“Didn’t I say that?” Rowe looked at him with an ambiguous expression, “If you could see the situation clearly, you wouldn’t fail to understand the importance of what I said.”

"Are you trying to say you're serious?" Chaham stared at him with his clear yellow eyes.

"of course."

Luo Wei closed his eyes.

“I won’t ask you why the Archbishop of the Church of Light is staying there, and you don’t need to ask me how to make travel possible in different places. You know I have that ability.”

Chaham did not respond to him.

Luo Wei coldly said, "But there's something I can tell you—what would you do if I told you that the fall of the Great Yin God was predetermined?"

"...!"

Chaham's pupils trembled almost imperceptibly.

Lowe didn't need to say much to him; the guy was cunning enough to figure out the answers himself by gleaning key clues from a few snippets of information.

The fact that he could recall being there when he was in Melendall suggests that he has some connection with the Fifth Princess's power. Therefore, using this to persuade the Fifth Princess to allow passage to various places would not be a difficult task.

This guy obviously knows all of this.

Dealing with this kind of person is like living with a highly venomous snake; you never know when it will suddenly bite you.

but it does not matter.

What he needs most right now is a venomous snake.

……

September of the year 1220 in the Chinese calendar.

Despite the relentless advance of the divine kings and allies, the war god temple, whose lines were in constant retreat, shifted its battlefield, gathering all 120,000 troops and moving them to the northern border of Lion Garden.

The Southern Melody Saintess's army departed from Aselant and the Salt Flats, heading towards the border area southeast of Aselant and Lion Garden, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

The main temple of the Temple of War, Mount Tarapacá.

An elderly figure, seated in a high-backed wheelchair, was slowly pushed into the papal hall by clergy, with a secluded and profound view outside the window.

"It'll probably start soon..."

"Once the festival of conquest is set in stone... hehe, let me see what the anomalies of fate can accomplish."

Despite the discussion among the figures at the long table, the elderly leader, who had been pushed to the front, remained silent.

Only after the noise gradually subsided did he slowly extend his withered arm and speak in a trembling voice:

"What happened twenty years ago... will be known to everyone soon."

The northern border of Lion's Garden, the area north of Melendall, is a vast plateau.

Amidst the high-speed wind pressure, Maria, following behind Saya, smiled with satisfaction as she watched the figure soaring rapidly ahead, its white wings spread wide.

How long has it been since I flew with her like this?

This is something that even the dark wings of today can do.

She smiled nostalgically, realizing that even in her current state, she could still fly; perhaps she really should thank that person.

"..."

Just as she focused her expression and prepared to speed up and catch up, a shadow flashed across the ground, causing her eyes to suddenly freeze.

But when they looked again, there was nothing left on the ground.

"Maria, what's wrong?"

"No...nothing!"

Maria also wondered if she had seen things wrong.

Just a moment ago...

She seemed to see herself from twenty years ago on the ground.

(End of this chapter)