As Alan said, the next day, before noon, Norway and Iss returned to Limestone Fort.

They received a warmer welcome than expected – especially the elves. Without any reserve, Tai jumped on Novi's body in public, and no matter what the elf said, he just wouldn't come down. Norway had no choice but to carry her back to his room first, and gave Eren the task of informing Eren of the various details.

"Borena is fine, we caught the necromancer and handed it over to his friend. Isis said.

For him, that's probably all there is to it.

Alan stared at him for a few moments before he added, "I killed a fish...... Pretty big. That seems to have become a Borena kill...... It doesn't matter. ”

It seemed like it had taken a lot of effort for him to come up with this. Naria looked down, laughed out loud, and reached out to pull Isis to Ed.

Ed, who claimed to have fully recovered, was still not allowed to get out of bed because of his "ugly face looking like a ghost", and could only hide in bed in a daze. Is's return finally gave him a little energy, and he excitedly asked what Iss had done, how big the Thunderfish was, how Ethan Crooffler's brother had become a necromancer, why he had killed Borena, and where he had been imprisoned...... Alan, who silently followed the room, sat on the side and said nothing, without asking any more questions, he could almost understand everything that had happened in the past few days.

Alan asks Ethan for "all the plans", but he is sure that Ethan doesn't have anything to tell him, especially in "protecting Borena." Catch that necromancer."

Although he frankly admits that the necromancer is most likely his brother who has been missing for many years.

Eren has no intention of getting deeper, but also doesn't like to be treated like a fool or just a tool. Ethan had hoped that Ed, who was a "priest", would stay with Borena in case he was attacked by some spell. Allen rejected him on the perfectly valid grounds that "the young man had been so shocked that he was mentally unstable" in exchange for Scott Christus, an equally powerful priest.

Scott may have been impulsive, but he wasn't as deceitful as Ed, and he was more familiar with the intrigues of the nobles than Allen...... If anything is wrong, he can easily control Ethan.

Things were somewhat different from what they had expected. Ethan was pretty sure the necromancer would have done it the night the funeral party set up camp by the Black River, most likely finding a way to lure Borena out of the camp and then drive the undead to drag him into the water - but probably not immediately.

So the protected Borena is in fact a decoy at the same time. Scott's mission was not to prevent Borena from getting close to the Black River. It's about preventing him from dying in other things, for example, killing Joaquin Dejury.

Norway suffered the same attack in Stunbuch. This led him to immediately agree to help track down Eli Croefler. And it turns out that Eli is not only the necromancer who is hell-bent on killing Borena, but also the one who has stalked the elves in Stonebuch.

He said he could recognize the man's back. Iss gestured to his left shoulder, "Walking posture or something......

Ed nodded earnestly and happily. Full of adoration: "He's always been so good!"

After a few days of burning, his voice was a little hoarse, but it seemed more childish.

Naria rolled her eyes, and Iss was speechless for a moment. After all these years, Ed's elven poison really hasn't improved at all.

Because of the thunderfish, Isis lost Borena and wandered on the shore for a while before following Xiao Mo to find the cave hidden by the Black River. But according to the elves, Eli seems to have spent a lot of time talking to Borena about almost all of his crimes, so he didn't arrive too late - just in time for Norway to come to the rescue.

After that. With the two of them and Xiao Mo joining forces, it was a breeze to clean up a thunderous necromancer and three undead.

Knowing that Norway "didn't encounter any danger" made Ed's mood drop again. Involuntarily slumped his shoulders and began to be in a daze, the whole person seemed to have become smaller, and he only replied to Is's suspicious questions with a listless uh-huh-ah.

"What's going on?" asked Naria, who was inexplicable.

"He seems to have a premonition that the elves will be in danger, if not this time......" Naria replied helplessly.

Isis was silent. He knew what a hellish ability foreknowledge was, it was more like some kind of curse - the gods never told people what was going to happen, and most people with this ability could only glimpse vague fragments. Get a bit of a bits and pieces of unclear revelations, but never know when it will be. Where it happens.

And it's almost never a good thing to be predictable.

What's worse is that even if you are nervous, frightened, or even broken down in despair every day, or spend your whole life finally figuring out the impending disaster...... It is also impossible to change it. Many people, by misreading prophecies, have brought misfortune on themselves or for more innocent people.

He doubted why the gods had bestowed such powers on their followers, and he couldn't think of anything to comfort Ed for a moment.

In the sudden silence, Nalya looked worriedly at the top of Ed's head, suddenly screamed "ah", and reached out and pulled a hair down.

It was a white hair...... And Ed was only in his early twenties, which was not the age he should have gray hair.

Naria immediately pressed Ed's head, and in a few clicks pulled out another one.

"I heard that Felicity, now the Sage of the Water God, also had gray hair at a very young age......" Naria stared sadly at the two white hairs, and then at Ed, who was touching the top of her head blankly, as if she was worried that Ed's black hair would also turn white in a short period of time.

"Felicity was born with gray hair. Isis had no choice but to correct her, "She was born like that. ”

"The Sage ......," Eder asked hesitantly, "what color are her eyes?"

"Blue. Iss replied, "It's like the lake of Starnestle." ”

He hated the white temple on the lake, but he couldn't deny the beauty of the lake, especially when viewed from mid-air, it looked like a mirror embedded in a sea of flowers.

Ed stared at him stunned, his eyes drifting and seemed to be lost in thought again. Naria couldn't help but ask curiously, "Have you seen her?"

"My mother has seen it. Reluctantly, Iss replied honestly, "She was an adventurer when she was younger, and she was just a priest at that time......"

"It's her...... Kill your mother?" Ed asked uneasily, in a barely audible voice.

Iss was stunned and couldn't help but look at Allen.

"Not her. Alan answered the question on his behalf, "Felicity chased an ice dragon with the dwarves in the Black Rock Mountains when he was younger—but only to drive it away. ”

"How old is the Sage?" Narya wondered, "Didn't you say that dragons hadn't appeared in hundreds of years?"

"More than two hundred? I guess even she herself may not remember clearly. Allen said. He had seen the Sage once or twice, and she had been a chubby, kind old man decades ago, and it was hard to imagine what she had been like when she was younger.

"Sounds ...... It's a bit lonely. Naria glanced at Is. She always tried not to think about it - Iss would outlive them so much longer.

Iss unconsciously avoided her gaze. That's also a question he doesn't want to think about at all.

"I don't know much about foreknowledge. Alan stood up and walked over to Ed's bedside, "But Celebrion has told me that the gods don't give someone this power for no reason. Don't take it too seriously, maybe when the time comes, you'll always understand. ”

Ed nodded in understanding, as if he was genuinely relieved, and even felt a subtle pride that he had had had the same experience as "that" half-elf.

But he didn't understand why, after waking up, he could clearly feel the power flowing through his body...... But he couldn't even treat his throat, which was still dry and sore after his high fever.

He secretly opened the box once and saw that the crystal ball had been shattered quite completely, as if someone had smashed it with a hammer, almost a pile of powder.

He didn't dare to tell anyone. He'd been in enough trouble that he didn't want anyone to worry about him anymore, so he could only desperately recall the spells he had recited when he was alone. They were so familiar that they seemed to be engraved in his mind, but now they were always vague, as if they were only fleeting in a dream, and once he woke up, he could no longer remember them.

He never dreamed of the white-haired, blue-eyed girl again, and whoever she really was, he suspected that she would never appear again.

In the dream of high fever, at first there were countless sights, countless sounds, and disturbed him almost crazy. He could feel someone trying to tell him something, and even tried to listen to it, but in the end, it always felt like everything had turned into a whirlpool of chaos, dragging him straight into the abyss......

Every time he struggled to wake up, he felt like he had died once.

Finally, he seemed to have found the direction of the water flow and was able to discern something, but everything in the dream became more and more blurry and distant...... And then it vanished.

He was finally able to sleep peacefully, and when he woke up, his body was much more relaxed, but he felt a huge loss that he had never felt before, as if he had lost something very important and precious, but he could never find it again.

Maybe the time has come......

He thought about Allen's words in a daze, but he didn't know if time could give all the answers.

(To be continued)