"Someone approached me and said they could help me with all my troubles, as long as I helped them kill the ice dragon. I thought that wasn't a bad thing, so I agreed. The madman showed up on the day we left, and the guy who paid for it said we all had to listen to him. ”

Sesyana paused, seemingly unhappy at this.

Norway knew exactly where his grievances were coming from. He was born in an elven aristocracy, and since he was a child, the only people he had to obey were his mother and teacher, and of course he would not be willing to obey a human. If that human was better than him, he could have grudgingly accepted it, but Baie was clearly no match for him. He'd come to Norway tonight, and in addition to being reminded of his hometown by the elven whispers he hadn't heard for too long, he probably wouldn't be able to stay in the same tent as Baie.

"Sit down. Novi said mildly, casually sitting by the fire, "We had a whole night. ”

Sesyana hesitated for a moment before sitting down, staring blankly at the dancing flames, still straight.

"How did you end up in Visa? It's so far from home. Norway asked casually as he plucked the wood with his tongs.

"I don't have a home anymore. Sethyana replied softly, his voice dazed and tired, "Never again." “

“...... There will still be. Norway could only comfort him, "Sethana, you've only spent a tenth of your life, don't make such early assertions about your future." ”

Sesyana shook her head, clearly not wanting to continue the conversation.

"Do you like the North, now that you're here. "Norway changed to a safer question, he didn't want to push the sword dancer who had managed to get to the door on his own too hard.

"I don't like it. Sesyana replied dryly, "Everywhere is bare, cold and bare, all the people are smelly and dirty, rude, and nothing like ......"

He stopped suddenly, the name of his hometown on his lips, but he could no longer say it.

"It's really different from the forests of the south. But I've heard that in the spring the plains are full of wildflowers, a beauty that you can't see anywhere else. Even when it's completely covered in snow, it doesn't look that bad, does it?" It wasn't strange that Norway would hear that from the young elves, who liked the green, ever-vibrant forests of the south. Especially the elves who live in Grivar. They were told from childhood that there was no place like the elegance and grandeur of the Elven King's City, and that the rest of the world was lackluster except for Grivar and the forests around it. And all races other than the elves are crude and inferior, and there is no need to know about them.

"The snow sometimes looks ...... It was quiet. Sesyana whispered, sort of an acknowledgment.

"You know, our ancestors also used to live in the north. "Maybe not as far as the ice field." On my way here, I passed through Miaz-Vess, the Far Northern Light, the ruins of a former elven city. The ancient home of the Sunstrider Elves......"

In a calm voice, he told the young elf about the miraculous city. Even after being abandoned for nearly a thousand years, it still stands proudly among the mountains, like a holy and huge white tree, and its former glory can be vaguely seen.

He also spoke of an unexpected adventure, a believer in SBC. How summoned undead, white spirit birds, ordinary farmers and hunters fight to the death in the face of fear for faith and survival......

Sesyana listened attentively and kept asking for more details like a curious child. He had never heard such a story in the academy, and only the miracles of the gods and the long and glorious history of the elves would be told again and again. The greatest heroes always command thousands of troops. Or save the world alone, ordinary people are not worth mentioning at all.

"I want to see it...... The Light of the Far North. He was still in a state of mind when he spoke.

"There will be a chance. Norway said with a smile.

"If those people hadn't dismantled it. Sethana frowned, "You should have driven those Anktans away." Even just now, there was a little respect for the courage of those ordinary people, and it instantly disappeared from the natural pride of the elves.

"They promised me no. Moreover, it was we who abandoned the city, and our ancestors left the Northlands, and never intended to return. Now that mountain range belongs to the empire of mankind. We have no right to ask for anything, Sesyana, this world is not just ours. ”

Sethyana couldn't argue. When he didn't leave Grivar, he thought that the world was still the same as before, and that the elves were still the favorite children of the gods. The whole world is a gift from the gods. But after a few years of wandering, he already knew very well that it was nothing more than a lie from the elves to deceive themselves.

"They all say you're a strange elf. He said suddenly.

"'Strange'?" Norway smiled, "It's a ...... Very mild evaluation. ”

He'd heard worse - his sister had thrown countless worse descriptions at his face, and "weird" sounded like a compliment compared to it.

"How can you put up with this?" asked Sesyana very seriously, "wandering around, dealing with pesky people who stare at your ears like you're some monster, being talked about behind your back by all the elves......"

"In fact, I enjoy wandering around. The world has changed a lot, but it's still a lot of fun. I also like to deal with different people, and if you try to get to know them, most people are actually not that annoying. As for being pointed at by the elves...... It was something to endure, but their arguments didn't determine who I really was—only I could decide. Norway looked at him calmly. Sesyana had hazel-green eyes, gilded with a layer of light gold by the firelight, and looked completely relaxed as she hugged her knees.

There was a shadow in his eyes that could not be dispelled, but the years of exile did not seem to have changed much for him. When he gets serious, his eyes are very quiet and focused, and sometimes people can't help but want to avoid them. Norway remembers very well that more than thirty years ago, it was because of such staring at him that he was hot-headed for a while, and he involuntarily accepted a challenge from a child and fought with him.

He did win, but it wasn't easy.

"Tell me about the dragon. Sesyana unceremoniously demanded. It was almost dawn, and he was still in good spirits.

"I thought you wouldn't ask. Norway laughed, "That dragon has a name—a human name......".

"Did he say he would give up the mission and never hunt down Is?" Ed asked expectantly.

"Nope. Norway replied.

Ed's face quickly fell.

"Tell me, Ed, you wouldn't really think about convincing everyone with Norvi, would you?" asked Nalya, a little amused, "He's good at this, but he's not a panacea. ”

"It's not a bad thing to have hope!" said Ed, unconvinced.

"That's what I like about you," Tess grinned and pinched his face hard, making him scream, "only you can be so naïve." ”

"Tess ......," Norway looked helplessly at the redness on Ed's face, "I still have to take him to say goodbye to Dutton." ”

Tess casually pinched Ed's face on the other side.

"That's it, what a good look!"

She laughed and dragged Naria and Akan away, "Let's go say goodbye to Hal and his reindeer!, Ed, don't forget, you owe Hal three thousand reindeer!"

Ed covered his face with his hands, tears streaming down his cheeks.

“...... You can dodge it. Norway had no choice but to say.

"Dodging will only get you pinched harder. Ed rubbed his face in resignation, he was used to this unique way of showing affection to Tess.

Norway shook his head a little angrily and took him to Dutton.

Sio, who hadn't been seen in days, sat down next to Dutton again. The chieftain of the Benlu tribe was a little surprised by their decision, and he glanced at Sio, and the old shaman shook his head and said something to him.

"I'm sorry for the trouble we've caused," Ed thought it was a refusal, "but staying here will only cause more trouble......

Dutton laughed.

"I'm not going to put you under house arrest in the camp, if that's what you think. ”

Ed breathed a sigh of relief.

"I just wish you could stay two more days. "In two days we will have a ceremony to summon the ancestors once again, and you should stay and take a good look, for we would not have been able to do it without your friends." ”

Ed looked at him in surprise, his eyes lit up.

"Scott and Keller Brian...... Is this what they're going to do? Find the souls of your ancestors?" he almost jumped for joy, "Did they succeed?"

Dutton nodded: "That ice dragon...... It's with Scott. ”

He hesitated a little when he said this, but Ed didn't notice it at all.

"Did they find it?!" he laughed so hard that it almost burst into his ears.

"We can't tell everyone about this yet, but the barbarians know how to repay it. Dutton smiled at him, "Someday they'll know." ”

Ed nodded vigorously. He thought of Matilda, and if he hadn't been so anxious to tell everyone what he thought was right, and had learned to wait for a more opportune moment, she might still be alive.

"I'll keep it a secret. He solemnly promised.

"If that's the case...... Novi began, "I think we have another matter to discuss." ”

Dutton smiled knowingly. Ed looked at them blankly and asked, "Is there anything else I don't know?"

"You'll find out soon. Norway smiled and said, "Now, why don't you go and tell Naria that Scott has found Is?"