Gwen watched as Melita's face turned from red to white, and then from white to red. The agent held the corner of the desk, her eyes suddenly widened, and her whole body shook involuntarily. Then, a low and strange murmur sounded from the depths of her throat. The murmur seemed to be mixed with the murmurs of countless different consciousnesses. A pair of phantom dragon wings that almost covered the entire study instantly spread out. There seemed to be thousands of eyes hidden in the phantom, staring at Gwen at the same time.
The next second, the eyes in the phantom all disappeared. Melita forcibly suppressed the tearing and separation in the depths of her soul. Her knuckles turned white because of the force. Her eyes were in a trance for a long time before she focused on Gwen. "Another one blew up …"
Gwen did not even hear what she was muttering this time. He was just surprised. He subconsciously reached out to Melita and helped her up. "You … I just asked for a name. How could …"
Melita took two deep breaths before she squeezed out the words with lingering fear. "That's … our god. My God, I didn't expect you to suddenly say his real name, and I didn't expect that your real name would attract his attention … "
Gawain was dumbfounded.
Two seconds later, he realized that he did not hear wrong. He suddenly exclaimed, "You said … that's the name of the Dragon God?"
"Yes," Melita said with a wry smile. She staggered to the side of the chair and sat down. As a senior agent, it was very rude to do so without the permission of the guest. But this time, she violated her 'professionalism' for the first time. "And please don't say the name directly again … It's too risky for me …"
Gwen had not completely recovered from the shock of knowing the truth. At this time, countless conjectures churned in his mind and new questions popped up. At the same time, he subconsciously asked, "Wait! You said that the god just 'paid attention' here? "
He thought of the illusory dragon wings that appeared behind Melita and the vague, illusory eyes in the depths of the phantom dragon wings. At first, he thought it was just an illusion, but now he suddenly realized that the situation might not be so simple after hearing Melita's words.
Just now, right in front of him, the 'god' in Tarlonde far away heard someone calling his name and glanced over here!
"Yes, a brief look …" Melita forced a smile. "Don't worry, he has already looked away … Very few mortals call the real name of the god outside of Tarlonde. So it was probably just curiosity."
"Even gods have such curiosity …" Gwen could not help but mutter. At the same time, he quickly connected a series of clues in his mind. The blonde woman who suddenly appeared in front of Modiel Werde was the mysterious Dragon God who stayed in this world, and the latter had helped Modiel who was in trouble; Modiel was unscathed after facing the Dragon God. He did not fall into madness or mutation and returned to the human world safely; the Dragons were forbidden by the Dragon God to get close to the tower near Tarlonde. Even her 'human' had obvious resistance and fear towards the tower. But even so, she chose to help a reckless human and even told Modiel her name openly …
There were puzzling motives and connections hidden in this series of events. Even though Gwen had a rich imagination, he still could not find a reasonable answer.
As for whether Modiel's record was reliable, and whether the blonde woman who appeared in front of him was the real Dragon God … Gwen had no doubt about it.
In a place close to Tarlonde, there should not be any daring existence who would impersonate the name of a god. The name 'Enya' was definitely unique among the Dragons.
Gwen's expression changed several times. He frowned and his eyes were deep. It was not until a minute later that he exhaled softly.
Other mysteries aside, his biggest gain this time … was perhaps accidentally learning the 'name' of a god. This was the third god whose name he knew, after Amoun the Giant Deer and Naretil Duarte the Upper Narrator.
It was just that the rules of this world were full of mysteries, and he did not know what these names could do … Now it seemed that he could only be sure of one use, and that was to act as a 'call number', and he might not be able to get through. Even if he did, he might need to sacrifice a Dragon friend …
He glanced at Melita, who was slowly adjusting her breath. The latter's face finally looked normal, but she was still a little weak — this was the friend who was almost sacrificed.
Gwen felt a little sorry. He got up and poured a glass of water for Melita. After handing it over, he asked with concern, "Are you okay?"
Melita took the glass and looked at Gwen with a complicated expression. "… I'm fine … Thank you."
Gwen was a little hesitant. "So do we continue?"
"… If it were under other circumstances, I would have ended this consultation and gone back to rest for a few days." Melita sighed softly and shook her head. "But now … I'm afraid I have to hold on a little longer. What else did the travelogue say? "
Then, before Gwen could speak, she waved her hand again. "No, you'd better not tell me. I want to see it for myself. Can I? "
"That's not a problem." Gwen glanced at Modir's Travelogue, which was lying quietly on the table, and then looked at Melita with some concern. "But are you okay? Some of the things recorded in the book may also be … harmful to your health. "
Melita looked at Gwen with a complicated expression. "I will take precautions when I read it. And the words recorded by the mortal race are not that powerful. Even if there is some taboo knowledge in it, I have a way to filter it out."
She still had something in her heart that she did not dare to say out loud. Even if the content in the book is harmful to health, it is not as scary as talking to you …
"Since this is your decision." Gwen saw that she was determined and did not insist. He reached out and took the travelogue. After flipping to the corresponding page, he handed it to Melita. "Start reading from here. The content in the next ten pages is the same. Be careful when you read it. If there is anything unusual, be sure to signal me in time. "
Melita nodded and took the old book with a mottled cover. Gwen could not help but sigh in his heart. Dragons, such a powerful race, were under so much pressure because of the suspected gods and the shackles of the Black Trap. Even if they were careless and said something, it would cause serious backlash … When the weak races on the ground saw these powerful creatures flapping their wings across the sky, who would have thought that these powerful dragons were actually flying with chains?
All of this was simply a curse …
He looked at Melita and saw that after taking a deep breath, she had set her eyes on the book. She seemed to be ready to start reading. Gwen himself was also ready to wait patiently.
Modir had written a lot about the trip to the North Pole. It was a very long piece of content, and even a quick glance would take a long time. Melita also had to be careful and protect herself at all times, so it must have taken a long time. Perhaps …
Just as this thought came to his mind, he saw the agent holding the book in one hand and grabbing the back pages with the other hand. She flipped through the pages in front of her eyes. A dozen pages of content were flipped in less than a second …
"I'm done." Melita let out a long sigh and handed Modir's Travels to Gwen. "To be honest … if you don't consider the dangerous content, this notebook is really wonderful."
Gawain was dumbfounded. "You're … done?"
The faint light in Melita's eyes gradually faded. She noticed Gwen's surprise and casually explained, "It's the ability to read fast. It's very effective to deal with these dangerous text materials."
She did not explain the principle behind it in detail because the relevant content may not be easy for humans to understand. In that short second, she actually blocked her biological vision and used the optical implant under her eyes to scan the content on the page. Then, she sent the text to the auxiliary electronic brain. The latter would check and filter the text. The "risk identification library" would directly black out or replace the harmful text and finally output it to her biological brain. The whole process was efficient and safe. It basically did not affect her grasp of the overall content of the travelogue.
Gwen did not delve into the secret behind her magical "fast reading ability." He just asked curiously, "Is there anything you want to say after reading it?"
Melita thought for a moment. Her expression suddenly became serious. "I want to ask first, what are you going to do with this travelogue?"
She even used the honorific "you" again. Obviously, she was very concerned about this issue and had escalated to the level of "official business."
"This book is one of the results of the 'Preservation of Knowledge' project in the Cecil Empire. This project aims to collect the scattered ancient knowledge, protect and restore various ancient books. So, this' Modir's Travels' must be archived." Gwen's expression also became serious. He replied, but inadvertently erased the fact that 'Modir's Travels' had been copied and archived. "As for after that … most of the knowledge in the Preservation of Knowledge is open to the public. This is also the basic national policy of the Cecil Empire. You should also know this."
"Yes … universal literacy, universal knowledge … very good system," Melita said with a slight sigh, but then she frowned and shook her head. "However, some 'knowledge' is not real knowledge. It will only lead people in the wrong direction and even make people chase things that are contrary to 'reason.' Do you understand what I mean?"
"You mean … the tower that lured Modir into it," Gawain said slowly. "That's right. I can see that Modir was lured into the tower by some kind of power. Even you were affected at that time. And now you have forgotten these things, which makes the whole thing even more strange and dangerous."
"Yes, it is dangerous. Letting the world know about the existence of the voyager's legacy is a risk. Of course, I am not saying that it is absolutely forbidden for anyone to know about it. After all, at least you and the craftsmen who were responsible for restoring this book have read the content of the travelogue. But this is a different concept from making it available to the public. Some things … it is still too early to announce. "
Gwen looked into Melita's eyes. "You mean …"
"Just as a friend, I suggest that you erase the content of Tarlonde and the giant tower in this travelogue. At least before we have a way to fight against the pollution of the tower, don't disclose the relevant content to prevent more reckless people from taking the risk," Melita said very seriously, her tone sincere and earnest. "Our god has taken a look here. I am not sure how much he knows, but since he did not go any further, it means that he has acquiesced to my advice. My friend, I do not want to interfere with you and your country by any means, but I am really doing it for your own good. "
Gwen did not wait for her to finish before he nodded and interrupted her. "I know, I agree."
This time, Melita was surprised. "Uhh … you agree … very quickly."
"I am not an unreasonable person. Besides, I often deal with some strange and dangerous things." Gwen smiled. "I know how tricky they are, and I can understand your concerns. Don't worry, I will hide these risky things. You should trust the efficiency of the Cecil Empire and my personal credibility. "
Melita heaved a sigh of relief and said, "I trust you very much."
Then she took a gentle breath and stood up with the help of the armrest of the chair. "As for now … I need to go back to Tarlonde. I have to report this matter, and about the memory I lost … I have to go back and investigate it. "
"I understand." Gwen nodded. "I wish you all the best."
He watched Melita get up and walk to the door of the study. But when she was about to leave, he suddenly thought of a question. "Wait a minute, I have a question …"
Melita stopped and looked back at him in confusion.
"About the Voyager's Legacy, I mean the giant tower," Gwen said as he sorted out his thoughts. "It obviously has the ability to 'pollute' mortals. I want to know if it was polluting from the beginning? Or some other factor caused it to 'mutate' in this aspect? What makes it so dangerous? Are there other Voyager's Legacies? Are they also polluted? "
This was something that he was very, very concerned about, and the biggest reason for his concern was that he was firmly bound to the Voyager's Legacy!
The satellite array in space, the Celestial Station above the equator, and a series of other ancient facilities were all left behind by the Voyager. So, were they also polluted like the giant tower near Tarlonde? If so, Gwen was afraid that it would be difficult for him to rest easy.
After listening to Gwen's question, Melita stood there quietly. Two seconds later, she opened her mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood.
The bright red blood with a little bit of light sprinkled in the room. Some kind of energy contained in it even corroded the carpet and part of the desk in the study.
Gwen was shocked. The next second, he rushed to Melita's side and held her. "Are you all right?"
"It blew up … The sixty-eight limited edition with the light ring blew up …" Melita looked at Gwen in despair. She even gritted her teeth. "Why … Why are your questions so dangerous today?"
Gwen was speechless.
How would he know?
Melita struggled to stand up. Her body swayed a few times before she regained her balance. After a long time, she said in a very low voice, "Pollution … It appeared later, and only the tower has that kind of pollution …"
Gwen did not expect Melita to insist on answering his questions in this situation. For a moment, he was both touched and shocked. He could not help but take half a step forward. "You …"
"Stop it!" Melita took half a step back instantly. She almost fell again because of this violent movement. She then looked at Gwen, the expression on her face was so complicated that Gwen could not understand it. "Sorry, this consultation service is over. I have to go back and rest … Please don't talk to me again. Don't say anything …"
If he said anything more, it would not be enough.
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