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"Shadow Dancer. Ed subconsciously corrected, "He's a shadow dancer." ”

"The killer of the elves. The ice dragon snorted disdainfully, "No matter how nice the name is, it's just a killer." ”

That being said, it craned its neck and looked around, discerning the faint breath in the air.

“...... I escaped pretty quickly. ”

After a moment, it grunted disappreladishly, looking down at the ground, annoyed and confused.

"I can't see him, I can't smell him. It said, "I definitely shot him...... He couldn't have escaped so far, so far that I couldn't even smell the blood. ”

The presence or absence of the night breeze has no effect on its sense of smell. Under the starlight, it could even find sporadic traces of blood on the grass - it did hit him.

“...... Finnway!" Ed cried out, his mind a jumble of guilt and unease.

When the elves stared at the "old priest", he was just trying to get rid of him for a while. He didn't expect that the seemingly ordinary old man was actually a dragon...... He didn't give the elves enough trust either.

He recalled the strange look in his starlit eyes. Not panic, not fear...... It was a resentment and gloom that could no longer be suppressed.

"Fenvi!" he shouted, rushing into the dark forest in the direction he could.

Iss was right, he couldn't have run too far in such a short period of time...... Even if they couldn't spot him, he should be able to hear him.

"Can you hear me?" he yelled like a fool with a glimmer of hope, "I'm sorry...... At least let me heal you?"

He spun around blindly until a dark shadow fell silently from the treetops in his sight.

"Hey...... There you are. Ed whispered, relieved.

The Shadow Dancer stood silently in the shadow of the tree, the starlight leaking through the thick foliage sprinkled on him like silver dust. Ed still couldn't see his face...... He couldn't even remember exactly what he looked like, the only vivid memories were the weird tattoos and the light brown eyes that looked too young.

He never knew what he was thinking...... I didn't try to understand.

Ed raised his hand, and the soft light bloomed in his palm like a dream flower, and then flowed out like water, swirling over the tightly bandaged wound on the elf's right leg, fading away.

"I should be ...... for me And my friend apologizes to you. Ed stood still and didn't try to get closer," it was a misunderstanding...... But it wasn't supposed to happen. It's undoubtedly my fault, and if you want to leave, if you want to go back to Grivar, I won't stop you...... Please apologize to the Silver Leaf King on my behalf, I think I betrayed his trust. ”

He didn't think he would get an answer—a gentle nod at most.

"I'm not going back. The elf whispered.

Ed was stunned for a moment, and soon realized that "not going back" did not mean that he would stay.

“...... Where are you going?" he couldn't help but ask.

The elf didn't say anything.

- He doesn't know.

Countless thoughts crossed my mind in an instant. Ed knew it wasn't his duty - "You're free. "This is what Payne said to Finway when he left Grivar. The young shadow dancer can go wherever he wants...... The problem is, he doesn't know where he's going to go.

So Payne made a choice for him, and Ed couldn't refuse. But this is really not the right time...... He's stuck in a puzzle and can't get out of it, and a shadow dancer he can't fully trust can be a powerful helper, but it's also a heavy burden.

Ed tried to convince himself that he should let Finway go, after all, Cesyana was doing well when he left the forest alone...... But Sethiana had Rosa, and that proud warrior was much more confident than the elf who had nowhere to go in front of him. Even if he was momentarily lost in this strange world, Sesyana knew exactly who he was and was proud of it, his razor-sharp twin swords bearing the seal of his family...... Finvi is vague about existence.

He's just a symbol, a weapon...... Like the tattoo on his face and the short knife in his hand.

A "goodbye" swirls on the tip of his tongue, but he can't get out.

"Perhaps......" Ed was still unsure when he spoke, "maybe you can come back to Ston Buch with us...... I mean, if you're still willing. I'm not going to just find another reason to throw you aside...... I will try to believe you, and you can try to believe me. You can tell me what you are thinking and what you want to know, and I would love to tell you everything I can tell you...... Of course, if you think of where to go, you can leave at any time, and until then......"

He closed his mouth and scratched his face in anguish. His father taught him that when trying to persuade others, he must be sincere and confident, but not too aggressive...... He used to be able to do it, but now he is facing a business that is never dispensable, and his self-confidence has been eroded. Even he felt hesitant and insincere in these words, and Fenwicken was grateful for listening quietly to him instead of disappearing silently.

He fell silent in embarrassment, hanging his head and waiting for the elf's refusal.

“...... Good. Fenway said.

Ed looked up in surprise.

He thought it might be his delusion...... There was a flash of joy in the elf's eyes that he had never seen before. He felt that he said "yes", not because he had nowhere to go, but because he really wanted to.

What little confidence Ed had left came back a little. He suddenly felt that he might be quite attractive—though he couldn't think of what had impressed Finway.

“...... Are you done?"

Is's impatient voice came from behind him.

Ed looked back weakly. The ice dragon, who had to turn back into a human form because of his huge size and unable to squeeze into the forest, folded his arms with an unhappy face, stared at him with a subtle expression, rolled his eyes again, and looked away.

"Pick up another ......," he muttered.

"What?" Ed didn't hear at all.

"Nothing. Iss's face was cold and angry, "I said, should you go back to the temple to see? We made such a big commotion, but the people inside looked like they were dead...... It's not really dead, is it?"

Ed unconsciously shrunk his neck.

What should come will come—he thought sadly, with a look of death on his face.

"Maybe there's something I forgot to tell you. He said, "...... Please, be calm. ”

. (To be continued.) )