Ed subconsciously stepped back—and fell on his back.

...... It doesn't hurt at all.

He flailed his limbs in a panic - or rather, struggled to move them, flopping through the layers of clothing, unable to get up anyway.

"Stan, Virgil, are you crazy!" Eric's roar was mixed with the sound of blades clashing. Ed struggled to raise his head and glance a few times, and immediately realized that the young paladin was no match for the other party. He doesn't know how to use a sword or fight, but he has a lot of experience watching people fight. Eric's attack was simple and straightforward, and it was definitely not lame, but he was obviously a little flustered and hesitant because he didn't understand the other party's intentions, and in comparison, that "Stan" attack was not merciful at all......

Ed's eyes widened - he remembered Stan Virgil, a paladin who was silent and somewhat lacking in presence...... That guy is definitely not Stan!

He had to help...... But he couldn't even roll over! He felt like a turtle with its belly turned up......

He really shouldn't laugh at the moment of life and death, but the thought made him laugh sullenly, and as he laughed softly, he finally found a way out of his predicament—he shrank his head, folded his arms, and slipped out of his clothes backwards like a molt.

"That's not Stan!" he yelled as he jumped up in embarrassment, "that's ......"

"Byee Jan. A cold voice came from the door, "Did you get the wrong person to kill?"

Isis rushed to Baie and took the place of a sword in his left leg. Eric, who staggered and almost got down on one knee, stood in front of Ed.

White scales spread across the back of his hand, and silver-white claws protruded from his fingertips like daggers—Ed knew that Iss didn't like to use this kind of half-dragon, half-human...... Fight like a monster. But the space here simply doesn't allow him to turn back into a dragon, and with his human form, he probably won't be able to defeat Baie.

Ed pounced on the Staff of Eternity that he had tossed aside—he had learned a lot of spells, and he should heal Eric first, and then bless him...... I don't know if that would have any strange effect on Is, but maybe he should simply use the attack spell on Baie......

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind in an instant, and the slender staff of eternity touched the palm of my hand coldly. It dawned on him that he had other options.

Without a spell, the waves of the head of the Staff of Eternity began to spin in a single thought. The white ball of light jumped in a rhythm that never repeated, as if chanting some kind of song that no one could hear.

"Bye, Jan!" Ed pointed his staff at the Fallen, who had never said a word, his voice calm and clear, "Stop!"

A faint light swept through the small room like water waves. Beye's longsword froze in midair.

The black eyes looked at Ed in a daze. There was something in it that made Ed feel pity...... and fear—the astonishment and confusion gradually turned into despair and madness, swallowing all reason.

Ed instinctively took a step back - he thought it would work, but it was clear that it only angered Baie even more.

"That's not your ......," a hoarse voice squeezed out of Beye's lips. The former paladin completely ignored the long sword and claws in front of him, and slammed into Ed with a sword, "You don't deserve it!"

Is's claws easily sliced through the metal armor, creating a long wound on Beye's waist, but that didn't stop Beye. The enraged humanoid ice dragon slammed into it, knocking Baie and Eric on the other side into the wall with a force he couldn't match.

“...... What a daze. Get out of here and get someone to help!" he yelled angrily at Ed, who was standing still.

"But I'm ...... I can help too......" Ed snorted.

Iss had no time to pay attention to him.

Eric was not wearing a helmet and was hit harder than Baie. Dizzy, he just got up and slid down the wall again. Ed watched in horror as the sword he lifted dangled over his head, and instinctively reached out to recite the incantation, and a scorching ray of light shot out of his palm, striking Baie in the back.

Baie leaned forward, nearly falling, and Eric took the opportunity to roll out of his range and pick up the longsword he had dropped.

Iss raised an eyebrow in surprise. It was the first time he had seen Ed use spells other than healing...... Maybe he can really help.

But Baie was clearly not badly wounded, and soon swung his sword to block Is's claws that slashed at his neck, still rushing at Ed desperately, as if Ed was his enemy at the moment.

If he had calmed down, the unskilled Iss and the inexperienced Eric might not have succeeded in stopping him. The out-of-discipline attack was much easier to deal with for Is, who was far more powerful and agile than a normal person, and was less easily injured, which also allowed Ed to safely stand aside and continue his "help".

The second spell healed Eric's minor wounds, and the third, the blessing spell most often used by the priests, did not do any direct damage to Baie, and the former paladin raised his sword and slashed at Is's hand visibly stiffened. When a relieved Eric rushed forward again, Baie seemed to subconsciously avoid engaging him with both swords......

The image came to mind, and Iss instantly realized what Baie was afraid of—on the unknown snowy peak of the Silver Tooth Mountains, it was after the priest's blessing that his sword shattered into a thousand pieces during the fight with Fili.

Poor fellow...... Eth sighed inwardly and stepped back. The sound of footsteps in his ears told him that the battle was coming to an end.

"Stop!"

The same command, Sean Fletcher's majestic voice was clearly much more powerful than Ed's, "Bye Young...... Drop your sword!"

Without any resistance, the sword froze in mid-air for a moment, and Bee let go of his weapon in frustration, letting the weapon that didn't belong to him fall to his feet with a thud.

Two young paladins rushed forward, one picking up the sword, and one lifting Baie's helmet one by one. The pale, dark-haired man subconsciously turned his head, avoiding Sean's gaze.

"Where's Stan?" asked Sean with a frown.

“...... In the woods to the west......" Baie replied in a low voice, bowing his head. "I threw him under that big oak tree......"

“...... I don't think you're going to fall enough to kill your former comrades. Sean said coldly.

"Of course not!" Bye yelled in exasperation, finally making eye contact with Sean, "I just knocked him out!"

"That doesn't make your behavior forgivable!" Sean glared at him sternly. "Whatever you came for, you shouldn't draw your sword in this holy place!"

"The Hallow Land?" "The Holy Land?" the anger emboldened Beye, and he pointed out his hand at Ed and asked in a loud voice, "If you remember that this is the Holy Land, why would you let this Christens fool use it as his locker room?!"

- The Singhals, not the Chrisses.

Ed silently retorted weakly in the bottom of his heart.

"You know exactly why - unless your eyes are as blind as your heart. Sean glanced at the Staff of Eternity, which was still churning in small waves and shimmering in Ed's hand.

The arm hangs limply. Beye's lips trembled, and he stood stiff, stubbornly not glancing at Ed. His eyes became desperate little by little.

"So that's true...... Felicity is dead...... "his dazed whisper was like a dream, "how could that be true." ”

"So that's why you're here...... And not for that ice dragon. Sean narrowed his eyes slightly, "Who told you that?"

"I thought you guys were pretty good at secrecy. Isis couldn't help but sarcastically.

"We never meant to keep it a secret, everyone who should know already knows. Sean gave him a calm look. "We just wanted to choose a more opportune time to make a public announcement...... And before that. I'm really interested in how people who 'unexpectedly' learn about this will react. ”

Cunning stinky old man......

Isis secretly slandered himself, but he didn't dare to really scold out.

"They probably know more than you think. Baie looked up, anger dissipating into deep exhaustion in despair, "Do you really think they're going to allow you to make such a kid who doesn't know anything the new Sage, and let you continue to control everything?"

"That's not up to mortals to decide. Sean replied coldly.

Baie shook his head and said nothing.

When Sean waved for the paladins to leave with Baie, Ed asked uneasily, "What's the ...... Is there anything I can do?"

He realizes that Sean may be under more pressure than he thought. God's servants are still standing in the dust. Most of the difficulties and dangers they face are with the gods...... It doesn't even have to do with faith.

"Then try on your dress. Sean replied casually. His gaze swept over the layers of gorgeous cloth on the ground, almost intact as it had been when it had been taken off," ...... That's what it is. ”

"My 'dress'. Ed shrugged helplessly, "Pretty good dress, I can assure you that it's no less defensive than armor." ”

Sean frowned and lifted his chin towards Eric, "Tell Terrence 'that's enough' - the first one is fine." ”

Eric nodded respectfully, and Ed smiled.

As he watched all the paladins leave, the smile disappeared from his face.

He crouched down with the dimmed Staff of Eternity, his chin propped up.

"Do I really look that unreliable?" he asked, a little frustrated.

"Hmm......" Isis raised an eyebrow, "when you say, 'Byee Jan, stop!'," he casually struck a similar pose, "it still looks like that—but, seriously, do you really think he's going to listen to you?"

“...... Are you really comforting me?!" Ed glared at him angrily.

“...... At least you've learned a few spells. Isis sat down beside him and patted him on the head, "That's pretty good." ”

"Don't comfort me. Ed wilted and buried his head in his arms.

“...... So do you want to comfort or not!" said Is, impatiently, reaching out and pushing him down.

Ed rolled over, spreading his limbs in his discarded gown, staring blankly at the white ceiling.

"I don't want comfort......," he replied softly, "I want power." ”.

(To be continued......)