Moon World Girlfriend Comes Knocking

Lan Ze shook his head. "The only person who would think about burning down Humanity's Order all the time is Goetia."

He suddenly changed the subject and asked, "Why did you help Goetia? Was it for revenge?"

Gorgon remained silent, continuing to coldly observe the boy.

"But back in Uruk, it was the Goetia who attacked you, not us!" Lan Ze continued.

At that time, Goetia disregarded martial ethics and personally intervened, killing Gorgon. This caused Tiamat to awaken from her "dream," leading to the subsequent disaster.

Gorgon was slightly taken aback.

"Goetia?" she repeated.

Although the person who attacked Gorgon that day was Goetia was wearing the "King of Magecraft" skin at the time, so Gorgon did not know that the person who attacked him was actually Goetia.

She showed no surprise whatsoever, only raised an eyebrow and scoffed, "My relationship with it is merely a normal cooperative one."

"What is your purpose?" Lan Ze asked.

Gorgon fell silent again.

To be honest, Gorgon herself hadn't thought about this question. She was simply born into this world with a heart full of rage, and wanted to vent her anger on this land. As for whom to take revenge or what to take revenge on, she never thought about it.

Seeing this, Lan Ze was about to speak again, but at that moment, Gorgon suddenly glared at him fiercely and said in a cold voice, "Stop talking nonsense, do you want to die?!"

"Since you don't even know what you want revenge for, why not join hands with us to save Humanity's Order— "

As soon as Lan Ze finished speaking, Gorgon's legs transformed into a giant snake tail, which silently wrapped around Lan Ze and dragged him in front of him.

"You don't seem to have much of an understanding of your situation, Lan Ze," Gorgon said coldly.

Her figure was graceful and charming, but her cold, beast-like eyes were filled with chilling intent, as if she were deliberately trying to frighten Lan Ze. The surrounding Japanese-style rooms quietly changed, transforming from the original rooms into a gloomy hall filled with coldness.

Lan Ze looked around and felt a chill creep through his body.

This is... Gorgon's Inherent Domain, the Dark Temple!

"Within this temple, even Command Spells cannot summon you back, so don't place your hopes on Command Spells."

As Gorgon finished speaking, she sat down before the throne at the far end of the hall. Not long ago, her eyes had been unusually cold, and she had seemed very anxious, but now she had calmed down.

She used her enormous snake tail to lift the boy in front of her, bringing them within arm's reach. Gorgon stared into Lan Ze's eyes and asked, "After I was ambushed and killed in the temple of Uruk that day, what happened next?"

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback. Although he had long known that the Avengers were quite vengeful, and that because of their ability to Oblivion Correction, they could remember certain things that happened in the past even after accepting the Holy Grail's summons, he was still surprised that they cared so much about this matter.

"After you finish speaking, can you let me leave?" Lan Ze asked tentatively.

Gorgon's brow relaxed, and he said calmly, "It depends on my mood."

This answer was practically meaningless... Lan Ze silently complained in his heart, but considering his current situation, he still spoke up:

"After your death, your mother, with whom you had a connection, awoke completely from her slumber, Mesopotamia was plunged into great turmoil."

Lan Ze recounted in general terms what happened at that time, and how Goetia, lacking martial ethics, withdrew midway and was subsequently banished back to the Temple of Time.

This is not a secret, so there is no need to hide it.

By the time she heard the last part, a hint of surprise had appeared in Gorgon's beautiful eyes.

"So even the Princess of the Root joined the fray in the end?"

She is not a Beast, but she has some understanding of human evil. For example, there are seven great beasts in the world, and Goetia and Tiamat are among them. The Princess of the Root is not a Beast in theory, but it is not hard to guarantee that she will become one due to certain events.

"No wonder Goetia is so cautious; it turns out it also has enemies to be wary of?" Gorgon muttered to himself.

Her gaze fell on Lan Ze again, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she were thinking about something.

Under normal circumstances, beasts are unrelated to each other and do not fight each other, just like two parallel lines that will never intersect.

But one day, the parallel lines tilted slightly, so that eventually, the two lines intersected at one point.

At this intersection, a fierce battle broke out between the beasts.

And is all of this because of this child...?

Seeing her deep in thought, Lan Ze suddenly said, "Since you simply want revenge, why not take revenge on Goetia?"

"After it attacked you back then, it still dares to swagger in front of you and cooperate with you now. Don't you feel angry?"

Gorgon looked at him coldly. "I have my own decisions, and I don't need you to tell me what to do."

Lan Ze sighed with some regret.

He knew that persuading Gorgon wouldn't be easy, but seeing her resolute refusal still left him somewhat disappointed.

Most importantly, now that he's locked up in this godforsaken place, Sakura can't use her Command Spells to summon him back. And if nothing unexpected happens, Jeanne d'Arc's True Name Discernment, but she probably won't even realize his presence.

How can we get out of this predicament...?

While Lan Ze was still agonizing over his problem, Gorgon was also somewhat conflicted.

She looked at the boy in front of her, wondering if she should take this opportunity to get rid of him.

Having answered all the questions he wanted to know, Lan Ze naturally no longer had any reason to exist.

But then she remembered what Lan Ze had said earlier and suddenly felt there was some truth to it... If Lan Ze was an enemy, then wasn't Goetia an enemy too?

As Gorgon thought of this, her beautiful eyes grew even colder, a murderous intent flickering in them, her gaze fixed on Lan Ze's eyes.

If we deal with him now, no one will know it was her doing.

Even if they knew, Tiamat couldn't manifest herself here, because this is Singularity, and the Human Order Foundation Value isn't high enough to accommodate Spirit Origin as vast as Tiamat's.

As Gorgon thought of this, images from last night's Dreamscape flashed through his mind again: the boy obsessed with her body, and the scene of him calling her "Mother" and seeking her to replenish his magic...

She gazed at the silent boy, her eyes flickering slightly. For some reason, the anger that had been rising within her gradually subsided.

If you think about it carefully, suppose you had two factions to choose from: one was Goetia, who attacked her, and the other was Lan Ze, with whom she had a past conflict...

If forced to choose between the two, the decision doesn't seem difficult...

Besides... wouldn't taking food from Tiamat's mouth be considered a form of "revenge"?

Gorgon's originally cold gaze gradually faded, and his snake tail quietly transformed into a pair of long, snow-white legs, which he crossed as he sat.

Is she planning to let me go...? Lan Ze was slightly surprised, looking at Gorgon's alluring face with confusion. She placed her hands on the throne, her slender fingers lightly tapping the edge of the chair, and suddenly spoke softly:

Do you want me to help you?

Lan Ze nodded immediately.

He didn't know why Gorgon had suddenly changed his mind, but at least for now, this development was the most favorable situation for him.

When Gorgon sat on the throne, she truly resembled a queen, pursing her sensual lips and beckoning Lan Ze with her finger, her alluring eyes captivating all who beheld her.

The previously cold and impersonal atmosphere suddenly eased considerably, replaced by a touch of ambiguity. Lan Ze felt a strange, inexplicable feeling, but he still slowly walked up to Gorgon, looked at the woman, and asked:

What are your conditions?

Gorgon's concessions must have been for a purpose; at least Lan Ze didn't believe the other party would suddenly show mercy and let him go.

Gorgon stopped tapping his knuckles on the edge of the chair, and a charming smile suddenly appeared on his face.

"The conditions are simple,"

She raised her flirtatious, beautiful eyes. "As long as it satisfies me, that's fine."

"Satisfy...?"

Lan Ze repeated himself, then looked up and asked, "What can I do to satisfy you...?"

Gorgon gently stroked her chest with her slender, snow-white hand, tilted her head slightly, scrutinized Lan Ze's face, and then suddenly revealed a bewitching smile, "What do you think?"

Inside the Dark Temple.

At this moment, Lan Ze lay on Gorgon's soft lap, a layer of sweat beading on his forehead, looking somewhat sleepy.

Gorgon looked down at the boy and sneered, "Is it really necessary to be so tired? How much time has passed?"

"Or is it that this level is already insufficient?"

It's been over two hours already... Lan Ze sighed softly, "It's not that it's impossible... it's just that my magic power isn't enough to keep going."

"Then it just won't work, will it?"

Lan Ze: "..."

For a moment, I was speechless.

He paused for a moment, then said in a somewhat tentative tone:

"If you can break the seal on my Spirit Origin, then my condition will be completely restored, right...?"

"Completely break the seal?"

Gorgon raised an eyebrow slightly, his slender fingers gently stroking the boy's face, and smiled with narrowed eyes:

"If the seal is completely broken, wouldn't that give you a chance to escape the Dark Temple? Do you really think I'm a fool?"

Lan Ze said helplessly, "I didn't think that far ahead... Also, if my Spirit Origin were fully unlocked, you probably wouldn't have let me go even now, right?"

He finally saw through it; the promise of "agree to my conditions and I'll assist you" was a complete lie...

Gorgon only wanted to control his magic from the beginning, and what he is doing now is to keep his magic at an extremely low level.

He would lose his magic supply in the Dark Temple. He didn't have much magic to begin with, and with Gorgon taking it from him like that, he would have even less.

Gorgon's lips curved into a handsome smile, tinged with a hint of danger, as he said, "You seem to know quite a bit about this~"

Satisfying her own desires was one aspect; another was to limit Lan Ze's magic and prevent him from escaping.

Gorgon crossed her left leg over her right, her snow-white feet swinging, a playful smile in her beautiful eyes, and continued, "Since you know that, you should also know what I'm going to do now, right?"

Lan Ze fell silent, not wanting to pay any attention.

But then, the woman leaned down slightly and said softly, "Just consider it an act of kindness; I'll replenish your magic a little more."

"However, in return, you will need to give me more magic."

Lan Ze looked at Gorgon's slightly mocking gaze, and for some reason, his body stiffened slightly. He felt an inexplicable sense of crisis creeping into his heart.

However, he had no chance of escaping from the Dark Temple, and the only way seemed to be to persuade Gorgon.

Hmm... sleeping with him should also work.

"Is this the Black Faction's headquarters? Do you have a cooperative relationship with the Black Faction's Master?"

Another half hour passed, and Lan Ze, bearing a weight that shouldn't be on someone his age, gently wrapped his arms around Gorgon's slender waist and looked up at her, asking her a question.

However, when he looked up, he couldn't see the other person's face at all, and almost became deeply trapped in the giant's heart, unable to extricate himself.

Gorgon gently grasped Lan Ze's shoulders, straddled his lap, and chuckled, "You guessed right, this is the Black Faction's headquarters."

"However, those Heroic Spirit are unaware of my existence."

As she said this, her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and her glossy lips curved into a sexy and alluring smile. She continued, "I never intended to interfere in the Holy Grail War from the beginning. It was just that, according to my agreement with Goetia, I was supposed to retrieve the Holy Grail and hand it over to it."

"But now, I think I should reconsider, after all..." She gently wrapped her arms around the back of Lan Ze's head, letting his face sink completely into her embrace.

"Now there's another person who wants to work with me."

Lan Ze was slightly taken aback, and asked, "Are you really willing to help us?"

Gorgon raised her hand and snapped her fingers, turning the hall into a spacious, dimly lit room. She lay on the soft bed, stretching her languid and graceful figure, and glanced at the boy behind her.

"Then we'll see what you're capable of."

"If you can satisfy me, perhaps I'll give you the Holy Grail that I've already obtained—"

Gorgon's voice suddenly seemed to pause, her face flushed a heart-pounding red, and she gently covered her mouth to avoid making any sounds that would embarrass her.

This kid is quite impressive... I wonder what Tiamat would think if she could see this?

Gorgon seemed to have shed her usual coldness, her gentle eyes glancing unintentionally at the boy who was tightly embracing her from behind. His chest was pressed against her back, his face buried in her soft hair, inhaling its delicate fragrance.

Her beautiful eyes were half-closed, revealing an extremely charming smile.

It's a pity that Tiamat probably won't live to see this... otherwise, she would likely have descended upon Fuyuki at any cost, right?

Thinking of this, Gorgon gently propped himself up, turned over, and went from being the passive party to the active one.

Noticing that Lan Ze seemed to be making some movement, Gorgon whispered a reprimand, "Don't move. Leave the rest to me."