Is-Christos remembers almost everything since he was born.

There were some images that he didn't understand exactly. For example, he remembered the first person he saw when he opened his eyes, Scott Christus, his brother, but he couldn't understand why his eyes were closed and his face was dying pale.

For a long time, that scene recurred in his dreams, causing him to wake up trembling with unspeakable fear, and in the only language he could use, crying, to summon the only person who could put him to sleep peacefully.

When he was finally old enough to tell his brother clearly about his long-held nightmare, he saw in those light blue eyes like him a panic he had never seen before, and though the next moment he was embraced into his brother's arms, and listened to him clumsily explain how ridiculous and meaningless such dreams were, he never wanted to see that look again.

He doesn't tell Scott everything anymore.

Soon, too, he learned wisely not to ask where his parents were, not to ask why he couldn't leave the castle.

Towering over a high cliff where the wind howls, the castle of Chrissus is the empty home of Iss. This old stone castle is in disrepair and inaccessible to many places, but it still feels like a huge labyrinth to the tiny Is. There were very few people in the castle, and a very old, very old butler, who was already a little confused, died when Isis was three years old. There is also Scott's maid and cook, Leda, two guards, one is the butler's son, the other is Leda's husband, plus a deaf coachman who Scott's dead parents picked up when they were on a trip.

Scott Criesers wasn't always at home. As a paladin to the god of water, Nior, he is often on the outing on various missions, sometimes with the Knights, sometimes with his adventurer friends.

Iss had never seen a paladin other than Scott in the castle, but adventurers occasionally appeared at Chrysers Castle, which was one of the few moments of laughter and laughter.

Lydia Bell had spelled him to soar high into the sky, overlooking the snow-covered land, and even though it was only for a moment, the feeling filled his little heart with infinite joy. Even though the game was soon banned by Scott and Alan Carver for being "too dangerous", Lydia managed to sneak him around a few times, and for that, he liked Lydia the most, not to mention that she had such beautiful green eyes and thick black hair.

He also likes Nia. The skinny thief knew a lot about the secret passages in the castle that he didn't even know about living here. Little adventures with Nia always take place in the dark, and he is somewhat surprised to find that Nia, like him, is able to see anything clearly in the dark. Nia was serious about saying it was their little secret, so he didn't tell anyone else. Until one time they were trapped in a labyrinth beneath the castle and disappeared for a whole day, and Scott's roar made Nia no longer laugh, and Iss completely lost all opportunities to explore.

"It's not fair!Scott, you can go to so many places and do so many fun things, and I can't even dig into my own home!!" Iss cried out in protest to his brother, whether Scott put his head under the pillow and pretended not to hear or sat in the study with a serious face and pretended to work on paperwork. He relentlessly looked for any opportunity to climb onto his brother, on his knees, shouting all his grievances into his ear, and refusing to listen to any explanation.

After two days of screaming attacks, Scott finally lost his patience, and with a gloomy face, he picked up the five-year-old boy and threw him into a small room in the tower and locked up for the afternoon.

Grievances, loneliness, fear, and coldness he had never felt before, surrounded the boy like a cold wall, and he looked around blankly, completely unaware of why he was being treated the way he was. He wanted to cry out loud, but he knew that no one in the castle could hear him unless someone stood outside the door.

"Scott. He patted on the door and whispered through the crack in the door, "Brother."

No one answered, nothing moved. He stood by the door, whispering, calling incessantly, refusing to admit that he had really been left here alone.

Before nightfall, it was Alan Carvo who opened the door to his room. He watched in amazement as the little boy who was standing quietly by the door raised his head and opened his eyes wide, and called him in a trance-like look, "Scott." ”

His eyes are pure golden yellow.

"I'm going to take him. ”

Alan walked into Scott's study with the little boy in his arms, and after saying only one sentence, he turned away. When the stunned young man finally came to his senses and caught up, Alan was walking into the hall of the castle.

"Where are you taking him? We're getting ready for dinner. Lydia asked, and the little boy lay on Alan's shoulder as if asleep, but Lydia keenly sensed that something was wrong, and there was something unsettling on the warrior's face.

"Alan!" Scott rushed into the hall, "what the hell are you doing!"

He tried to get close to Kavo and bring Isis back, but the warrior stepped back and gave him a warning look.

"He can't stay here anymore, it's not safe. ”

"Well, I shouldn't have locked him up alone," Scott grabbed his hair anxiously, "but I definitely won't hurt him!"

"You're locking him up alone?!" Nya shouted, "How can you do that!"

"Shut up!" Scott lost his usual good temper. The little boy never woke up, which was really abnormal.

Alan shook his head: "You didn't understand. I mean, he could hurt you. ”

Scott fell silent, and then he firmly extended his hand to the warrior: "I don't know what you found, but that can't happen." ”

"So, you always knew, and you chose to hide it from all of us?" Alan didn't move, glaring at the other party sternly.

"Oh hell, boys, what the hell is going on? such a pre-dinner event is going to spoil my appetite!" Ragan cried out in disgrief, holding his growing belly and walking between the two men, "Is anyone going to make it clear?"

"The child's eyes were golden and there were scales behind his ears. Alan still looked directly at Scott: "And I don't think it's the first time. ”

"It happens occasionally when he's too emotional, but never hurts, and I don't think it's a big deal!" Scott argued, trying to get around the dwarf.

"What's the big problem? When he's completely turned into a dragon? A five-year-old dragon is enough to bite your neck!"

"And what do you want to do!" Scott yelled, "Do you want me to kill him, after five years of raising him as a brother?!"

"It's my fault, maybe I shouldn't have kept him in the first place, but it's too late to ......"

Scott roared and lunged over to knock Alan to the ground. The boy fell heavily between the arms of the two men, still not awake.

The unarmoured paladin was more agile than Eren was familiar with, and he quickly rolled the boy to the side, half-kneeling to his knees, and struck a defensive posture against the warrior who had rolled over.

In the next moment, the handle of the dwarf's axe smashed firmly into the back of his head, causing him to fall forward in a wave of dizziness, and the boy in his arms was easily stolen by Nia.

"You stepped on my feet!" the dwarf roared, "and you!Alan Carvo, you let him step on my feet!" he pointed his axe at the warrior, "Now, before I cut anything from you, sit down and eat!"

qidian.

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