After a spring rain, it seems that all the plants are starting to grow wildly, and there is a silent noise in the air, which makes people both excited and tired, and always feels that there are many things to do, and they are so sleepy that they can't open their eyes every day.

The expected attack on the ice dragon never happened, and the people of Christesburg gradually slackened and fell into a lazy excitement like this spring day. Almost everyone accepted with pride the fact that "there was a dragon living in the castle", and some even made a special trip from the city of Visa to visit Mrs. Vala Singhal to see the evil dragon.

I wonder if they will be a little disappointed when they see the quiet, harmless young man with blonde hair?

The late-night visitors who had arrived late last night quickly became another topic of conversation, and even though they seemed to pose another danger, the cold, pale black-haired elf was still at the center of the conversation. The girls chuckled and talked about his sculpted face, and the men teased him with jealousy about his overly slender figure, but they couldn't ignore the twin swords at his waist and his fierce presence.

But no matter who it was, they didn't dare to approach him easily. Sesyana looked like a sharp double-edged sword, and even if he got close, he seemed to be injured.

The young sword dancer was standing in the front yard at the moment, watching the servants hurriedly prepare their horses, seemingly unconcerned by the various stares, but Rosa could tell at a glance that the muscles on the elves' shoulders were tense as if they were ready to draw their swords at any moment.

She leaned on the handrail beside the steps, her fingers unconsciously wrapping around the empty sword belt around her waist. She is not attached to her weapons, after all, her family runs a weapons shop. Over the years, there have been many swords, but this is the first time that the enemy has forced them to lose their swords......

A long sword pestle reached the front of her nose. Lowering her head, the red-haired Tess was frowning at her: "You laughed so weirdly early in the morning." Do you have a crush on that elf?"

“...... You know he can hear that, right?" said Rosa, taking her sword, helplessly.

"So what?" said Tess, pretending to be innocent, her amber eyes wide, "Is Rosa Latus also shy?"

Rosa smiled but didn't say anything. Tess is a vindictive person, even if she knows that everything Rosa did was only because of Norway's instructions, she will change her ways for a while, and the best way to deal with her is to simply ignore her.

But Tess was also the only one here who realized what she needed...... Rosa casually drew her sword, and the long sword that shone with cold light glowed a little steel blue. Apparently extremely sharp, the length and weight of which she was used to.

"Thank you. She smiled and thanked her sincerely.

She's not obsessed with weapons...... But she needs weapons.

The red-haired girl wrinkled her nose, "Thank you Ed Singall." The sword was found in his family's weapons room. ”

She didn't change her face when she said the word "touch", but someone behind her sighed: "Can you tell me before the next 'touch'?" Mrs. Singal wouldn't mind giving Rosa a sword. ”

Naria walked briskly down the steps.

"Since she doesn't mind anyway, what's the difference between touching and giving away?" Tess asked rhetorically, and Naria rolled her eyes. Let go of the useless entanglement. Her friend was a thief—she should have accepted that fact a long time ago.

They were ready to set off for the Temple of Collins. As Sesyana said. The Sword Dancer wouldn't give up, and last night, in the darkness close to dawn, he slipped into Tess's room again, and didn't alarm anyone in the castle except for a maid who had pointed out the location of the room for him under his threat—except that there was no Tess in the room, only Isis and Sesyana, who were waiting for him.

This time, Iss managed to frostbite the Shadow Dancer's right leg with magic. By the way, he almost froze off Cesyana's fingers. But even with his wounds, the silent killer fled.

More and more danger is concentrated on Kriesburg. And there are too many ordinary people in the castle that they can't fully protect...... After much consideration, Alan decided to send Tess to the Collins Temple first, on the grounds that she could tell Sean more about the necromancer.

"Can I?" asked Tess, a little uneasy. She did know something that Alan didn't...... But she couldn't figure out what she could say and what she couldn't.

"I'll talk about it on the road. Alan replied, "Anyway, you'll have to stay there for two or three days, and when I figure things out, I'll take you to Norway." ”

Without the slightest hesitation, Tess immediately agreed.

Although he was eager to meet Ed, who had not been heard from for a long time, Isis had to stay at the castle. He was one of the reasons for the threat here, but it was also the guarantee of its safety, especially when Vala Singhal was bedridden, and he couldn't leave that smile and hug him and welcome him home...... A mother-like woman like he's never had.

The growing concern can sometimes even make him panic. Seeing the news that Eren and Narya were riding horses in the forest, Iss began to worry about whether the escaped Shadow Dancer was hiding somewhere in the forest, waiting for an opportunity. Or there may be more dangers...... He should have flown them to the Collins Plains.

But Alan rejected his suggestion, no matter how upset Tess was.

"We are human beings, and since we are bound to the earth, we have to get used to this kind of life. If flying around on you all the time makes us forget something, that's not a good thing. It is even likely to be regarded as a show off or a threat by some forces, bringing more unnecessary trouble......"

He understood what Eren meant, and he knew that an injured Shadow Dancer wasn't enough to be a threat to them, but he still couldn't put his mind at ease.

After a long pause in the tower in the direction they were leaving, Isis shuffled and unconsciously turned to Valla's room.

He just wanted to sneak in to see if Vala's condition was improving, but he was discovered by Vala, who had just woken up.

"Come here, kid. She beckoned to him, her smile weak but warm.

Ishyu hesitantly walked over to her bedside.

Vala Singal tilted her head slightly, squinting at the young man in front of her.

"You really look like Scott, it's hard to believe you're not related in the slightest......" she whispered, recalling the brightly smiling paladin. When he appeared at her door twenty years ago, she had no idea who he was......

"I'm Scott Christus, your cousin. He told her, with such an irresistible smile, completely ignoring her doubts, opposing and even reprimanding, and carrying her into the carriage and carrying her to the castle of Criess, half-kidnapping, to give her the simplest but most needed care, and to make her feel once again the warmth of belonging to the family, which she had thought she had lost forever......

Ise tells her that Scott is alive, but he looks so upset that things are clearly not that simple. Vala knew there were too many things she couldn't help with, but at least...... She can also keep this place called "home" for everyone.

"Sit with me for a moment, Is, I'd like to hear more of your story. She smiled.

“...... The story of the dragon, or the story of the man?" asked Is, a little cramped.

"It doesn't matter. Vala replied softly, "As long as it's your story...... Your story ......"

Perhaps, as Alan said, the stories of these children will one day be recorded on the pages of paper and passed on to future generations. But now, she still prefers the main character of the story to sit on the edge of her bed and whisper to her.

It was only when he saw the white stone bridge leading to the Temple of Collins that Allen's heart fell back to its original position. The journey was uneventful and surprisingly calm, but only when he got here could he be sure they were safe. No matter who it is, before provoking the Water God Temple, they will weigh twice whether it is worth it. After all, this is the only temple in the world that still has a "Holy One".

Because of Scott, he had a good relationship with the Water Temple, and even acted with the Paladins a few times. Ever since Isis crashed the temple and left, things have gone from bad to worse. But now, he needed the full help of the Water Temple, and a swaggering Fili Zeri was not enough.

Until now, he was still carefully calculating how much he had to reveal so that Sean would be willing to help without simply chopping him into minced meat and throwing him to feed the fish, after all, he and Scott both lied to Sean and the temple just to protect a dragon......

Maybe Sean already knows everything...... This terrible speculation made Alan involuntarily panic.

――If you think about it, Sean doesn't seem to have done anything particularly terrible, so why is everyone so afraid of him?

Probably because he always didn't hesitate to do what everyone thought he couldn't do......

While settling the others and waiting for Sean to show up, Allen's mind was swirling with a bunch of legends about Sean Fletcher, and even though Scott had laughed out loud and said that half of them were fake, even if only half were true, he really didn't want to become Sean's enemy......

A strange noise made him look up in confusion, and before he could come to his senses, a figure fell straight from the ceiling, fell to the ground with a thud, and fell firmly to the ground.

"Ed?!......" Alan blurted out "what the hell are you doing?"

He looked up at the ceiling—there were no holes in it, of course.

Probably a little dizzy from the fall, Ed moaned on the ground for a while before staggering to his feet, looking surprised...... even cried tears of joy with tearful eyes to the white-haired old man:

"Alan, Alan, help me...... Get me out of here!!".

(To be continued......)