PFC Chapter 562 The 4th Person
Chapter 562 The 4th Person
Aryan's fervent declaration of loyalty did not stir much in Lilith's heart.
The girl under the tree covered her eyelids with a handkerchief, blocking out the annoying sunlight and the scorching gaze of the elf's searchlight.
"Don't you have anything else to do?" she asked lazily.
"Nothing is more important than your safety. Don't worry, I will keep the danger out."
"Thank you." Lilith, with only her nose and mouth showing, said slowly, "But the closest I've ever been to danger was when I almost got killed by you."
She still remembers Shadow Locke's thrilling escape vividly.
"hey-hey……"
Aryan seemed to have suddenly developed a keen interest in a certain profound pattern on the bark. He turned his head and studied it very carefully. "You are the will of the world sent down to the human world. How could you die so easily?"
"Then have you ever seen the will of the world?" Lilith had some difficulty understanding these mysterious things.
"Of course not. I'm just a tiny elf. How could I possibly face something like that? I'd go crazy, right? I only heard you mention it once."
Lilith lowered her eyes and thought: The world's will can only communicate with her...
——Could it be that system?
She didn't know why she inexplicably linked the two words together, but her heart began to beat again, and she intuitively felt that she seemed to have touched upon a piece of truth.
She has already figured out the general outline of what happened a thousand years ago. She doesn't understand what the void will is invading the world. She only guesses that maybe it's some higher-dimensional creatures fighting with gods, and they threw her, a little kid, in to cause trouble.
Lilith curled her lips secretly and raised her middle finger to the sky.
According to the descriptions of the night elves and the "mission" mentioned by Zephirion, all her previous actions must be related to the extermination of the Void Beasts. Then she couldn't go back. Could it be that the Void Beasts were not completely exterminated and made a comeback after a thousand years?
But that damn world will or system thing actually came out to help her!
Or...it thinks it is useless and goes to look for someone else?
She was eliminated as a consumable?! This speculation made Lilith scratch her head frantically on the lawn, ruffling her golden hair into a mess.
"What national affairs are you worried about?" Aryan supported his chin and looked at the girl under the tree with a smile.
Lilith didn't want to talk to him about the system she had speculated about, but since Shadow Locke had just been mentioned, she simply took the opportunity to ask Aryan other questions.
"As far as I know, dragons are the world's greatest carriers of elemental power. The magical essence released after a dragon's death is enough to benefit all living things in an entire region. The magical creatures in your Shadowlock are more ferocious than those in other regions because of that ancient earth dragon named Shadowlock, right?"
"So you've been understanding our lives for a long time." Aryan smiled, and a dimple on one side of his face made his elf face look even more handsome. He nodded happily to take credit.
"That's right. Although the environment there is harsh, it's fertile ground for us night elves. If you want to go there and have some fun, you can go anytime. I've already dealt with those troublemakers in the dungeon."
Lilith, not interested in sightseeing, pressed on. "So, in your opinion, the vast magical energy released by the death of an adult dragon is enough to create a vein of Philosopher's Stone from nothing?"
"Are you referring to the one in Tanding County?" Aryan thought for a moment and immediately shook his head. He said firmly:
"I've checked and found that the Viscount did become wealthy after you were born. Before the Philosopher's Stone mine was discovered, he was just a down-and-out nobleman.
But the mines in Tandin County weren't a flash in the pan; they still produce a steady output. This scale couldn't be created in a short period of time simply by the fall of a giant dragon. Its formation likely required tens of millions of years of geological evolution and magical accumulation."
Having ruled out another possibility, Lilith blinked under her handkerchief:
"I was thinking of Fustwin—"
"You're blaming yourself again." Aryan almost interrupted her:
"Dragons are the most powerful and intelligent creatures. Their vision can penetrate the vast river of time. Lady Fustwin made that choice because she must have seen a crucial future far beyond our imagination."
He was afraid that Lilith would break down again like she did that night.
But in the face of Aryan's comfort, Lilith just said "hmm" absentmindedly. She would not collapse. At this moment, she needed to be sober more than ever, because -
"I know you all think that everything that happened in Tanding County was done by Fustwin to resurrect me, including instructing Viscount Friel to hide me in the imperial countryside. But I always feel something is wrong. There are too many doubts."
Aryan raised an eyebrow.
"Zephirion dug up my biological mother's grave some time ago for some reason."
Hiss! — Aryan's eyes flashed with surprise. It seemed that Lord Zephirian had not been beaten for a long time. How could he be so brave?
"There are only ordinary human skeletons in there. I have tried to test Viscount Friel before, but he has no idea about Fustwin's identity. I don't think that guy has the ability to clean up the dragon's corpse." Lilith said in a deep voice.
"Look at Tandin County again. Unlike Shadow Rock, where the magic power did not boil over due to the fall of the dragon, breeding ferocious magical creatures. And you denied my speculation about the magic stone vein.
So, where did Fustewen's body go? And who disposed of it? It was a full-grown dragon, not some ordinary creature that vanished silently into the world after its death."
"Did you... notice anything?" Aryan asked tentatively.
Lilith thought for even longer this time, so long that the bells in the city towers rang, as if silently urging her.
"Someone."
"……what?"
"That night, deep in Viscount Fryer's chaotic memory palace... perhaps there was a fourth person." Lilith shuddered as soon as she uttered this thought, and goose bumps instantly covered her forearms.
After all, the edges of those memories are shrouded in thick fog. Who can assert that there is nothing outside the fog?
Who could clean up all the horrific traces for that cowardly viscount? Was the "Sir" he was begging for help to her, Fustwin, or someone else?
If so, who is it, who could it be?
"Tell me more about those heroes."