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He could see a charred black mass curled up at Is's feet, covered with a thin layer of ice...... Isn't that a corpse?!

He pounced on him, eagerly unleashing his most powerful healing technique before he could determine if the other person was still breathing or having a heartbeat.

The mage, who had been dragged back from the brink of death, let out a low breath, his body shaking uncontrollably as he had not fully recovered.

While half-kneeling there to continue his treatment, Ed's mood was a little complicated. He was glad he had finally been able to save someone...... But he can fully understand Scott's anger.

He could even feel Scott's icy gaze burning his vest - though he didn't stop him.

Ed involuntarily glanced back, facing Scott's frozen pale blue eyes.

Yes, his eyes did not turn golden...... His will was entirely his own, and his anger was entirely his own, but it was more chilling than out-of-control anger.

“...... I understand. "But they're not the culprits, and if we kill them like this, it may take us a little longer to find the real enemy." ”

"Why do you think he's still alive?" replied Scott.

He turned to leave, not glancing at the gloomy-looking mage who was clutching his black wand a few steps away.

Stormbell watched his back disappear beyond the tomb door, his fingers loosening and tightening on the black staff, and finally walked over to Ed and the immortal mage.

“...... Thanks a lot. He whispered, "But I'm afraid the Archmage Tower won't stop there." Scott Criess may be fearless, but it would be unwise to be an enemy of the Archmage's Tower. He gave the enemy enough excuses...... Maybe one day I'll have to make enemies of him too. ”

Ed shook his head, not knowing what he was rejecting.

"Maybe that's exactly what he wants...... Is's low voice was full of anxiety and irritation, "he can't wait for all the thunder and lightning to fall on his head!"

However, no matter how many complaints, he still couldn't help but chase them out.

Ed exchanged an embarrassed look with Stobel, and then looked at the ground with wide-eyed eyes in horror as they glared at their young man.

“...... Fire!" he said, still glazed over.

"Trava. Stobel called out his name, and his tone was gentle, "You're in luck." ”

"How can he do it...... How could it be ......?" Trava murmured, his mind slowly returning to his eyes in confusion and fear.

"The world is far more complex and dangerous than you can see. Stobel sighed, "If you don't want to be a dead man paving the way for others, it's better to use your brain before doing something stupid." ”

To avoid more stupidity, he cautiously imposed a ban on the young mage who was gradually coming to his senses. Ed crouched to the side, silent. He could see, however, that the mage's kind admonitions were of little use—the brighter and brighter light that flickered in the young man's eyes was not remorse and introspection, but yearning...... It's greed and unwillingness.

He was "chosen"...... Not without reason. Ed had seen almost the same thing in the eyes of another man - Tyliner Bofford. Their desires may not be the same, but their desires are equally strong.

"Ed!"

Is's voice came from outside the tomb gate, with an extremely rare panic, "Come out!"

Ed leapt to his feet and rushed out.

He thought he would see Scott fall to the ground or something...... However, there was no one around, and even the rain didn't know when it would stop, and the cold moonlight shone on the ground, reflecting a glimmer of jewel-like shimmers.

-- It's not moonshine.

Ed looked up in surprise. The moon is just a dim hook in the sky, and the most brilliant light in the night sky is the shooting stars that streak across the sky one after another.

That night, countless people looked up in the same posture and watched countless stars fall from the sky. They swept across the inky blue night sky in a long trajectory and rained down on the other side of the horizon, a moment of light far better than the silent flickering of thousands of years.

There was a faint roar of thunder in the distance, and the earth seemed to shake. In any legend, such a sight is a bad omen. However, it is too charming...... Let the people who are intoxicated almost forget their fears.

Shortly after the last meteor disappeared, Stonebutch returned to the scorching heat in the dazzling sun and heatwaves, and the crowds of people enjoying the cool were scattered around the once noisy fountain.

The sun did not dispel the uneasiness that had taken root in the continuous rain, and last night's meteor added to the fire. Although most people simply couldn't tell how much of the stars had turned into inanimate rocks - the stars still looked bright on a calm summer night - it didn't prevent them from filling in their explanations with all sorts of speculations.

"Where the hell did Scott go? If anyone finds out he happened to be in Stamp Butch last night...... God knows what kind of rumors will come out of that corner. ”

Naria couldn't help but murmur. From last night to now, she has received so many messages that it gives her a headache...... I really don't know how Alan copes with this.

Her well-informed friends used to mess everything up with her, but now they're willing to share their opinions with her and give her advice enthusiastically...... Making one's own judgment from this seems to be another difficulty.

She vaguely felt that this was some kind of test, and she didn't want to admit defeat at all, but as things became more and more complicated, she was still a little overwhelmed.

No one in the room responded. She glanced back, and Isis was cowering in the shadows by the window, silent, his eyes lost and confused.

Naria kindly regretted the complaint she blurted out. She remembered with distress the little boy who was silently guarding the window more than ten years ago...... After going through so many things, he was still waiting for the same person.

Her dislike for Scott is absolutely legitimate.

"Don't worry. Naria's voice lowered softly, "We'll find him." ”

However, this was only a useless consolation - no one was actually looking for Scott, they were just waiting helplessly for him to appear, because apparently, if he didn't want to be found, no one could find him.

Isse failed to catch up with him, and Ed's spells were useless. Scott flashed like last night's meteor and disappeared without a trace.

Wayward, impulsive, irresponsible.

Nalya rightly added new reasons for her disgust, but she was equally worried and concerned.

Before nightfall, an unexpected person brings them news of Scott.

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