Filly was called in by Sean. He no longer had to obey the orders of the temple, but it was still difficult to refuse Sean, even though the old paladin leader didn't even give him a reason.

What could he do? Except to give himself an excuse to see what Sean was trying to do.

However, as soon as he entered, he was drawn into the battle. Although he hadn't figured out why the two men were fighting until now, he instinctively stood in the way of Sean, who was clearly at a disadvantage.

Scott's strength terrified him. He didn't cast a spell, he still habitually fought as a paladin, but with each blow he swung up, a fiery storm that filled the space with a golden-red light...... It was as if he was a flame in his own right.

When Filly saw the too pale, expressionless face in the firelight, he even wondered if the other party was still conscious...... He looks more like a corpse than Ante Bofford.

But Scott's sword came to a halt in front of him.

He looked at him. The blue eyes were like molten gold surging in the firelight, and they were unusually bright...... It's also unusually cold.

Fili took a deep breath and pressed back the anxiety that was about to explode. He actually wanted to beat this guy up regardless of the fact that he lied to him, "I can handle everything" and made himself look like this, and he had enough reason to beat people.

But behind him stood Sean, who was even more irascible than him...... He could only be the calmer one.

“...... Or at least tell me what the hell do you want?" he spread his hands helplessly.

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"What the hell is he trying to do?"

Almost at the same time, Ed was whispering to Icabard.

The little barrier didn't keep him out. In the firelight, this square inch of land was not only as cool as water, but also filled with pure magical power, making him feel like a fish that had finally jumped into the water from the sun-baked sand, so comfortable that he almost wanted to turn his belly.

The priest threw him another look like he was looking at an idiot, and Ed understood, "...... He wants this egg?"

- Of course he would.

Ed sighed to himself. When Sean decides to stop Scott and solve the problem in his own way, and probably in the way that most people think is more correct, such a conflict is clearly inevitable.

So...... What should he do?

He still believes in Scott. Apparently, someone is doing the same thing as Scott...... is constantly consuming the power to protect the world, but in a different way. Scott has done everything he can to avoid harming more people, but others will have no qualms about sacrificing their lives – as evidenced by the Archmage Tower and himself.

But almost everyone focused more on Scott, as if they felt that stopping him would stop everything.

He looked at the spinning dragon egg, and while he had a headache, he was glad that Iss had been stopped outside. He hadn't told him that yet...... Because Isis will not allow this egg to fall into the hands of humans, no matter who they want to do with it, even if it has become a stone that cannot hatch anything.

A stone that's too hot.

“...... What do you want to do with it?" he asked Icabard, the priest's overzealous gaze that made him a little uneasy.

"That's not up to me. Icabold replied casually, without looking at him.

"But you can influence Sean. "Ed won't allow himself to be perfunctory like this again," Sean decided...... It's not something he could do alone. ”

"All I can say is that you probably don't know him well enough. The pastor finally gave him a little attention.

"Perhaps. I know he's stubborn, but he's just a human being at the end of the day – no one else is able to make decisions entirely on his own. Ed fought back against the desire to retreat.

He had backed away from this priest too many times...... He always made him feel deeply powerless.

Icabold frowned. It wasn't annoyance, it was confusion, like he hadn't thought about it at all, like even if he could really influence Sean's decision, it was never intentional.

Ed couldn't tell if the doubt was real or not. This man was even more elusive to him than Lydia.

But he couldn't follow up. Filly's voice stopped, after Sean gave a cold "get out of the way".

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Filly subconsciously turned sideways, reacted before he could really step aside, and stepped back into place.

“...... Do you really want to beat you to death?" he asked angrily, his patience running out.

"If he really has the determination to kill me and accomplish his goal, maybe I can trust him to do something. ”

Sean walked around from behind him.

It sounded sarcastic, but it was too serious—Sean Fletche had always been so serious.

Fili was choked up and speechless, but he couldn't retreat. He didn't know if Sean really didn't realize it or if he really wanted to die...... He was no match for Scott at all.

"Then do you think I can watch you fight you to the death?!" Anger erupted uncontrollably, and the paladin roared uncontrollably at the once immensely respected population, "Has your brain been gnawed by a donkey?!"

Sean paused beside him.

"So what?" he asked him, "what do you think I should do? I must not give him what he wants, and I think the choice he made was completely wrong." And he broke into here with a sword, and he didn't seem to intend to convince me in any other way—what could I?"

Filly didn't expect an answer. He was silent, his expression complicated.

He also ...... I don't know.

Sean had already walked up to him, calmly facing his only loved one in the world. Many people often forget this, even himself. However, in retrospect, he remembered so clearly more than twenty years ago, when his sister and her husband died unexpectedly...... When he stepped into the old castle, which was still coveted by the ruins and gloom, and the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old looked back at him in the darkness, his eyes shone brightly in a moment of sadness and confusion.

He had thought that this nephew was nothing like him—he was more like his mother, always smiling, simple and warm, as warm as the sun.

But now he realized that they were so similar.

"I owe you an explanation. He heard himself say something he thought he would never be able to say," ...... I owe you many explanations. I thought it was unnecessary, because what had already happened wouldn't change because of that...... Maybe I'm wrong. If you're still willing to listen......"

Filly stayed aside in surprise, he didn't expect Sean to actually give in. But as he looked at Scott hopefully, his heart sank.