Gwen watched as the agent wobbled out of the room. Her usual elegant, steady, and reliable temperament was nowhere to be seen.
He felt rather sorry for her. He felt that he should have stopped her, and should have arranged for her proper medical care and recuperation, and should have made adequate compensation. Even if it had been an unintentional mistake, he had done her real harm, and that could not be justified.
However, after thinking about it calmly, he decided to give up the idea. The main reason was that he was afraid that the dragon would die here.
"Why is she so stubborn …" Gwen muttered as he looked in the direction where Melita had left. "She could have just refused to answer if she didn't want to."
A moment later, Heti came to the study. As soon as the Imperial Grand Consul entered the room, she said, "Ancestor, I heard that the agent of the Mithril Vault was in a state when she left … Ah! What's going on?"
She noticed the blood splattered in the room and immediately cried out in alarm.
"Get someone to clean it up." Gwen sighed and looked at the desk that had been corroded by Melita's blood (it had only been used for less than two weeks). "Also, I need to change my desk again. And the carpet."
"Ah? Oh, okay. "Heti was stunned for a moment before she hurriedly agreed. At the same time, she carefully avoided the blood and came to Gwen." Ancestor, did you and the agent of the Mithril Vault have any conflicts? "
"No, but I may have accidentally caused a little injury. I think I'll have to make it up to her in the future." Gwen shook his head. Then his eyes fell on the blood, and his expression suddenly changed. "By the way, Heti, it is said that … dragon's blood is a very precious magic material, right? The kind that has high research value. "
"That's true." Heti did not understand, but she nodded. "A few records from the ancient Gondor era mention that dragon's blood has various wonderful magical properties, and its pure magic can be used to analyze complex crystal structures."
"Then find someone to collect the blood that hasn't dried up yet," Gwen said seriously. "Don't waste it."
His heart was filled with emotions. Melita was his dragon friend, and by doing this, he was showing the value of friendship. When there was a chance later, he would leave a place for Melita in the official information and add the title of "Dragon of Friendship".
He wasn't going to let go of the Pony joke …
Heti could never figure out what was going on in the mind of the solemn ancestor, so her expression was easy to understand. "?"
…
Outside of Cecil City, in an uninhabited valley, a figure suddenly rushed out of a thicket, surrounded by intense magic power and gales. The figure stumbled and landed on a flat sandy ground.
Melita Pânia stopped in the deserted place, and then suddenly let out a low roar. Countless ordinary birds and beasts fled from all corners of the valley, and even the more powerful monsters joined in the escape in fear. All the creatures in the valley fled the place under the might of the Giant Dragon, and Melita was completely shrouded in a light curtain that suddenly appeared.
In the surging and changing light curtain, a blue Giant Dragon appeared in the middle of the sandy ground. She crawled there, her wings drooping weakly, and her scales seemed to have lost their luster. Fine beads of blood even seeped through some of the scales and quietly gathered on the sandy ground below her.
After injecting herself with several powerful boosters and emergency recovery fluid, she was slightly relieved and then directly activated the communication with Tarlonde.
A pale golden communication interface opened in front of her, and on the other side of the communication interface came the voice of the support personnel behind her. "Melita? Why did you suddenly initiate an exclusive communication on this line? "
"I can't fly for the time being … I'm in a bad situation," Melita said weakly. "Noretta, didn't you receive the alarm signal of my implant?"
"The monitoring system here is calibrating the clock, and it didn't point at Loren just now. Let me check …" Noretta's voice came from the communication interface, and the next second, she exclaimed, "Oh my god! What happened to you? Your heart … "
"I had a rather exciting conversation with Gwen Cecil," Melita said with a bitter smile. "His words hurt my heart … hurt three …"
"You're still in the mood to joke at a time like this?!" Noretta's voice sounded very anxious. "All your auxiliary hearts have stopped, and only the original heart is beating. It can't drive all the functions in your body. How are you now? Can you still move? You must immediately return to Tarlonde for emergency recovery! "
"I just said, I can't fly for the time being … I may need the help of the 'recovery team'," Melita said slowly. "Also, remember to bring enough 'wave' boosters. I've just used up all the quota."
"Okay, the recovery team is on the line, and they'll take off in ten minutes with the 'wave' boosters you want. Damn it, you may be the only dragon in the last two millennia who needs a recovery team during a routine field mission … What did you talk to the human emperor about? " Noretta could not help but ask curiously, but then she added, "Ah, if it's not convenient to say, I won't say …"
Obviously, she realized that this was not the 'safe signal zone' in the upper atmosphere. Considering that the communication at this moment might have attracted the attention of the Dragon God, she reminded Melita.
"It's not convenient to say here …" Melita thought of the terrible news she had told Gwen, her abnormal behavior and the strange disappearance of her memory. Even now, she still had a lingering fear. She gently shook her head and said in a low and serious voice, "After I go back, I want to … see the god. I may need President Andal's help to arrange this."
Before her friend on the other side of the communication interface said anything, Melita heard an old and dignified voice suddenly interrupting the communication. "I'm on the line. Melita, you want to see the god?"
"Yes." Melita thought for a moment and said seriously, "I have some questions, and I want to get answers from the god. I hope you can help me pass on the message to the high priest of Helagol …"
Before she could finish her sentence, a dignified female voice, which seemed to be a combination of countless voices, suddenly came into her mind with an irresistible pressure and momentum. She vaguely saw a pale golden shadow appear in front of her, and her mind exploded. "I allow it."
For a moment, the entire line was silent. Everyone, including President Andal, was quiet. A tense and solemn atmosphere filled the communication channel, and even the silence seemed to be full of awe.
Melita felt her only biological heart twitching. She shuddered and swallowed hard. "God … My Lord …"
"Relax," the voice continued. "You can come and see me at any time when you are back in Tarlonde."
The next second, the voice and the pressure it carried left. It was as if everything was just an illusion. It left so quickly that it seemed to be deliberately telling everyone on the communication channel: I'm gone. You guys can carry on with your conversation.
But no one dared to relax. Melita heard her friend's nervous voice breaking the silence. "Just now … the god intervened …"
"Looks like you've had a special experience," President Andal's voice was heard. "Melita, stay where you are and rest well. Be careful. The recovery team has already taken off. They'll pick you up soon. If there's anything else, we'll talk when you come back."
Then, the elderly Chairman of the Dragon Clan also left the channel.
For a moment, only Melita and her friend, who was the rear support personnel, were left on the communication line.
The effect of the booster had fully taken effect. The pain and abnormal signals in various parts of her body had been temporarily relieved. Melita's mind was in a mess. Finally, she threw all the irritation to the back of her mind and hid the communication interface. She adjusted her body slightly and lay quietly on the ground in a relatively comfortable position. Her eyes were fixed on the Dark Mountain Range in the distance.
Above the Dark Mountain Range, the sky was shrouded in darkness. Little stars were twinkling, dotting the entire sky.
After a long time, she suddenly heard her friend's voice in her ear. "Melita, are you okay?"
"You haven't ended the call yet?" Melita gently moved her neck. "I thought you had gone offline."
"I'm a little worried about you," Noretta said. "I don't have any other contact mission here. The other Dragons heard about your accident and gave up the line. By the way, Pector is in the mossy forest area. He has nothing to do. Do you need him to help?"
"No, I don't want to be laughed at," Melita immediately said. "The booster is working. I'll just wait here quietly for a while."
"Okay …"
The channel was silent for a few minutes. Then, Melita could not help but break the silence. "Hey, are you still there?"
"Yes."
"I suddenly want to ask you … Do you know what it feels like to have only one heart beating in your body? An unmodified heart that has been hatched from the dragon egg. How does it feel when it beats? "
"Me? I don't remember … "Her friend said confusedly." I replaced my original heart when I was very young. There should be very few dragons like you who still have their original heart in adulthood. "
"You're right … I'm a young antique." Melita could not help but laugh. But then, she grimaced and stopped laughing. "Ouch … It still hurts a little."
"That's why don't you get carried away. Hey, you haven't told me yet." Her friend's voice came. "How does it feel when you only have one original heart?"
"… It's very weak. Every heartbeat makes me feel uneasy. All my life depends on the only fragile flesh and blood organ. It makes me feel like I'm going to die at any time. I'm afraid that it will stop at any time, and I don't have a backup circulation pump to sustain my life …" Melita said in a low voice. The distant stars were reflected in her gem-like eyes. The stars moved slowly against the background of the night. "But … there's also a wonderful sense of reality. I can really feel that I'm alive, and that I'm living in a real world.
"I often feel that there are too many implants in my body. Almost every key organ has an implant to support its operation, even every muscle and bone … It makes me feel that I'm no longer myself, but a replicated 'Melita Pânia' made of machines and auxiliary brains living in the same body as me. It's like a parasitic monster made of steel and polymer hiding in the depths of my flesh and bones … But now the heart of this parasite has stopped, and my own heart is supporting this body … This feeling is pretty good."
Her consciousness was in a trance, and she was a little drowsy. In her half-awake state, she heard Noretta's muffled voice, "You've taken too many boosters, and you're becoming sentimental... But you're right about one thing, the feeling that you're going to die at any moment is real..."
"Good night …" Melita said drowsily.
Under the side effect of the booster, she finally fell asleep.
A pale golden light screen appeared out of thin air the moment she fell asleep, and tightly protected her defenseless body. Above the light screen, there seemed to be hundreds of thousands of pairs of eyes floating in the void. These thousands of pairs of eyes floated indifferently, and stared unblinkingly at the blue Giant Dragon under the protection of the light screen.
…
Within Typhon, in the middle of a town near the eastern desert, the church of the God of War stood quietly in the night. The spire of the church, decorated with black iron spikes, pointed to the sky, and looked like a sharp sword under the starry sky.
An ordinary priest with a lantern walked in the church, checking the situation in the rooms and corridors.
Behind the doors were rooms that looked normal. Only the priest's own footsteps could be heard in the long corridor. He gradually came to the end of the inspection, and the room that belonged to the priest was right in front of him.
In the clerical system of the God of War Church, the 'God of War Priest' was a clergy that was one level higher than the ordinary priests. They were usually the deacons of the small churches in the area, and here was no exception.
There was a faint light coming from behind the door at the end of the corridor, and one side of the door was obviously unlatched.
"Priest Kosto is still awake at this time of night …"
The patrolling priest muttered curiously, and walked forward at a steady pace.
However, halfway through, a strange sound that sounded like someone groaning in pain, and also like someone talking in a dream, entered his ears.
With the special intuition of an Extraordinary, the priest instantly felt a chill run down his spine, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
Something was wrong!
The priest instantly reacted and quickened his steps. He rushed to the door at the end of the corridor in a few steps, and the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.
Without caring about the etiquette of the church, the priest decisively cast three layers of protection on himself, prepared an emergency warning spell, and then pushed open the unlatched wooden door.
Behind the wooden door, there was only a shapeless lump of flesh lying on the ground, and it was gradually losing its vitality …
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