Risek stood motionless outside the door, looking up at the fading white shadow in the night sky until it disappeared among the stars, with a complicated expression.

"Risek ......"

Someone walked up behind him and whispered in a worried voice, "How are we going to tell ......?"

He glanced back at the man and did not answer.

yes, how to explain what happened tonight? It was only overnight, and everything seemed to be out of their grasp, and the great temple was far from as impregnable as they had imagined.

No...... It's not everything. What's more, he was never the one to control everything. He once felt unwilling because of this, but at this moment, he began to be slightly glad that he didn't have to bear all the responsibilities.

He suddenly remembered something, and casually ordered, "Let everyone return to their places...... See if there are any casualties. Then he turned and hurried to the altar.

He didn't know what the necromancer had ventured into the temple for...... But the most important thing in the temple is hidden under the altar.

He hesitated for a moment before activating the mechanism, and involuntarily recalled the words uttered by the female mage with a sneer that seemed to have seen everything—"You are going to sacrifice on that great altar...... Is he ready too?"

Did she really find something, or was it just a bluff of speculation, and would she warn him?...... For now, at least, she doesn't seem to have that intention.

The altar spun silently, as if it had no weight, and Risek's gaze followed the shimmering runes. Unconsciously a little dizzy, and my heartbeat is getting faster and faster.

Sometimes he can't think about what he has to do, and that keeps him in a quagmire of fear...... Even if he was convinced that everything he did was following the will of the gods.

The black hole in the center of the altar looks like a dead well. It exudes a dark and cold aura. Risek took a deep breath and jumped in.

The space under the cave was just over a man's height, cramped and oppressive like a tomb—in a sense, it was probably a tomb.

Beneath him was a stone slab that could rise. The mechanism left by the elves thousands of years ago is still very flexible after a little repair, and the secrets hidden by the elves thousands of years ago have become weapons in their hands. It won't be long before the final victory will be won for them.

Risek looked at the reclining boulder in front of the slab and breathed a sigh of relief.

There was no destruction here - with the power of a female mage. If you are unprepared and can't use spells, you can't destroy them at all.

It looked like a large piece of translucent quartzite, but in the light of the fire, there was a strangely shaped thing wrapped in the rock. One end is thick and long. One end spreads out like a root like a withered old tree...... It's like a giant skeleton again.

Hoan followed Oylan silently.

Oylan walked fast, and Bazel could take three steps at a time. He could barely keep up only by stumbling and trotting all the way on the rugged mountain road, but he did not dare to complain or have the slightest thought of running away halfway.

He had always known that Jay Oylan was a powerful necromancer, but it wasn't until tonight that he really realized how powerful he was. He hadn't seen it with his own eyes, and he couldn't imagine how Oylan had managed to defeat the "Majesty" that even Lydia had to respect, even if the other party was agitated and irritated because he had to live in the body of an eleven or twelve-year-old boy. Organic ...... That's not an easy task.

He was almost stunned when he saw Oylan carrying the boy's body into their hideout, and did not resist when Oylan told him to pack his bags and leave immediately. But more than once he wished that Lydia would suddenly appear in front of him.

He preferred to stay with Lydia anyway...... He pursues the most powerful power, but after all, there is still something that has nothing to do with power.

The boy was surprisingly alive - though in Joan's opinion, it was better to have that broken soul than to die.

Oylan let him go and ordered him to go to the temple of Nesses.

"I promised Ed to help him get the kid out, and I had to keep my promise. He said nonchalantly.

Huo An could hear the sarcasm and warning.

He promised to stay by Oylan's side...... But so what? No one has kept their promises to him, not even Ed.

Before dawn they found a hidden cave and stopped to rest for a while.

Watching Oylan calmly scribble on the paper as usual, as if nothing had happened, everything would go back to the way it had been, and nothing would ever change...... An indescribable resentment made him can't help but burst out:

"You know that temple can't trap her...... She's not going to let you go. ”

Oylan glanced up at him.

"What do you think I'm waiting for here?" he said.

Huo An's face turned pale and he could no longer speak.

He had always felt that Lydia was smart and strong enough to get him rid of Oylan once and for all...... But now it seems that if Oylan wants to do so, he can play with everyone in the palm of his hand, and he doesn't even need to rely on his spells.

At the dawn, Lydia's tall, slender figure appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"What did I do wrong to make you say goodbye like this?" she chuckled outside the cave and didn't come in.

"We've been talking about it for too long, it's time to go home. Oylan replied calmly.

"And have you seen my lost child?" asked Lydia softly, with a hint of coldness in her soft tone, "He's a little arrogant, but he's also cute. If he offends you, please forgive me. ”

Huo An's heart beat faster. As far as he knew, Oylan didn't know any offensive spells, and Lydia wasn't...... Even with Bazel's help, they may not be Lydia's opponents......

But, of course, Oylan always had a way out of the fight he didn't want to face.

"Don't worry. "He was under the protection of the sun god - at least before the sun rose." ”

Lydia stood there in silence and did not leave.

"I never intended to be your enemy, Lydia Bell. Oylan crumpled up his unfinished sketch and threw it into the fire, watching the flames flicker lightly, "I'm old, and I just want to live a little quiet life with my grandson." ”

No one answered.

Joan stole out of the cave - Lydia was no longer there.

“...... So you didn't kill that ...... 'Your Majesty'?" he couldn't help but ask softly.

"He's been dead for I don't know how many years. Oylan replied coldly, "No matter how powerful he may seem, in the end, he is just a wraith...... And, yes, I didn't kill him, not to mention if I could, why would I make myself Lydia's mortal enemy? ”

“...... You can replace her!" Huo An blurted out.

“...... For what?, like her, will you become the target of public criticism?" Oylan looked at him, and his sharp eyes finally revealed a hint of exhaustion, "I said, I just want to live a little quiet life with my grandson. ”

Huo An kept his mouth shut.

He was tempted to yell at him or sneer at him, telling him that his grandson had also been dead for years...... And his peace, long before the moment he chose to become a necromancer, had ceased to exist.

But in the end, he just remained silent, and handed Oylan the dry food that was hot on the fire.

The moment the sun jumped out of the clouds, Ed saw the land of Anktan, which was ravaged by war.

He saw billowing black smoke rise from the pile of unburned corpses, he saw a flock of frightened crows hula flying by, the shadow of the dragon passing over the black earth trampled by the horses' hooves and watered with blood, and he couldn't help but turn around and cover Sercio's eyes, even though he knew that he probably wouldn't see anything in his eyes, but he still didn't want him to look directly at the mutilated corpses.

The plains outside Llewellyn remained as calm as it had been a year ago, and the city of Llewellyn had not yet been destroyed by the flames of war again - no army had yet been able to reach the king.

When the outline of the heavy, solid city came into view, Ed was in a trance for a moment. He remembered them in the gardens of Castle Black, listening to Alan's stories he had made up, of the beautiful and proud queen, of the dancing with Nalia on Trine's Day, of her reddened cheeks and bright eyes...... I think of the bells that symbolize death in the Plaza Trini, the steadfastness he told Borena "I believe in you" in the dark dungeons, the duels in the Colosseum, the tidal cheers and roars, and the white-haired and blue-eyed girl who stood by Borena's corpse and smiled at him......

Everything is suddenly dreamy.

They didn't fly to Blackcastle. On the way, Rosa had already told Ed that Borena was most likely not in Llewellyn, and that the knight-turned-king did not like to be trapped within the walls while others were fighting for him.

"Let's go to Limestone Fort. Ed made a decision, and Rosa didn't seem to agree with it, but she didn't have a better advice.

The simple gray castle was as well guarded as it was remembered. When a giant dragon descended from the sky and hovered above the castle, the soldiers guarding the guard, although panicked, did not fall into chaos. Soon, the open bows and arrows, the spears held high, and the ballistas above and below the city walls were all aimed at the ice dragon, but they did not attack.

A short time later, the figure of Célene Gryan appeared on the steps outside the main castle gate, looking up at the ice dragon. After a few moments, all the weapons were lowered, and the ice dragon let out a low roar, flapped its wings, and slowly landed in front of Selene.

(To be continued......)