The wind stopped at some point, and the still air was filled with moisture. Ed felt like he was sinking to the bottom again...... It was the rushing river of Vinz, or the quiet and deep sea, that embraced him gently with a slight coolness. Like rain moistening a dry desert, or like a spring gushing out of the ground, the power that gradually fills up makes the heavy body of human beings incredibly light, like a dandelion seed that will flutter and fly away when the wind blows.

His fingers unconsciously let go, and his mouth was unconsciously half-opened—even when he was asleep, he never relaxed so much. The golden sunlight was as intoxicating as the wine of the Brie, and he was lazily not wanting to move, but his consciousness was incomparably clear. His eyes were long closed, but the whole world was in his mind. The moment a waterfowl flapped its wings behind him, a colorful feather fell, the bounced branch shook like a slightly bent eyebrow with a smile, a splash of water splashed under the branch, there was a small rainbow between the splashes, and every bit of dust in the rainbow light was a world......

He knew he could see farther, but he remembered the last time he had suddenly disappeared from the vault beneath the Pomegranate Hall at Rockburg, and the reproach he had had seen when he returned, full of concern and slashing his face.

He struggled for a while to know how to open his eyes in the real world, excitedly wanting to share his feelings with his friends, only to let out an earth-shattering sneeze the moment he returned to reality.

He rubbed his nose and looked around with surprise and delight. It's an unnamed river, and the grass on the ground is still thriving in the warm weather of the southern islands, but there weren't many wildflowers in the deep shades of green before that - it's autumn after all. And at this moment, time seems to return to the turn of spring and summer when flowers are in full bloom, myrtle, meadowsweet, fragrant peas, arugula, half-day flowers...... As far as the eye can see, wildflowers bloom in stacks, swaying happily in the wind that has begun to flow again. A variety of aromas, rich or delicate or pungent mixed together, burrowed into Ed's nose, causing him to sneeze uncontrollably several times in a row, and tears flowed into his eyes.

The ice dragon was half-lying in front of him, its huge golden eyes unabashedly expressing the word "schadenfreude" to the fullest.

"Do you really want to roll around?" it asked, teasing with a little jealousy, "like a puppy who has eaten enough to have fun?"

Although it has done such things before...... But it certainly won't let him know.

Ed graciously doesn't bother with it. He grinned unconsciously, but a little uneasy.

"Is that all right?" he asked, "isn't it going to bloom like crazy today and die tomorrow?"

Nothing doesn't come at a price – any spellcaster understands that.

"You think too highly of yourself. The ice dragon scoffed, "The world is big, Ed, the life force is everywhere, what do you do...... It's like bringing a little bit of water out of the ocean and filling a small puddle, which may not be easy for you, but it is insignificant to the world. ”

“...... It's not easy. Ed puffed up his chest and felt a little proud.

He grabbed the Staff of Eternity and the wine bag that he had set aside, and jumped briskly. The exhaustion of his body had already been washed away, and he moved his limbs, feeling that his body was as light as a swallow, and his strength was as strong as an ox, and he was simply omnipotent.

"Let's go back to the docks!" he said eagerly, "I can ......

"You can eat a fragrant grilled fish and go back to Neo City. The ice dragon interrupted him.

Ed looked at him in bewilderment—his strength had been restored, and he could have done more. He can erase all the terrible scars on this beautiful island, and he can restore everything to its original state......

"Haven't you thought much about hiding your powers?" said the ice dragon, "besides, if you have been impeccable in everything for them because you can do it, one day, they will become unable to do anything...... Instead, they will resent you when you have the slightest negligence, thinking that all their disasters, every bit of damage they have suffered, are all your fault. ”

It acknowledges the special nature of human beings...... But the flaws of this race are just as obvious.

"I'm not going to ......," Ed muttered.

He remembered what Jancy had said – "We have more than enough strength to rebuild our homeland." ”

He could feel the pride and confidence in it...... Perhaps working together to rebuild his home is really better than the miracle he did alone?

"You're not a god, Ed. ”

The ice dragon raised its front paws, and the shadow almost enveloped Ed in it, but it only gently rubbed the top of his head with its pointed claws, and its voice lowered: "...... Don't be a god either. ”

.

"You scared the hell out of us. "If there's another inexplicable hurricane, we'll be in big trouble!"

"I'm sorry. Ed bowed his head guiltily. If he had known that there would be such a big disturbance, he would have picked a deserted island far away, but when he knew, there was no way to stop. The only two options are control, or loss of control...... He didn't lose control.

He didn't tell the truth completely, but only told Bertram that he was responsible for the strange gust of wind. Although he felt that Bertram and his companions could be completely trusted...... And, looking at Terry's appearance, he doesn't know everything.

“...... You really love to apologize. Bertram was a little embarrassed. He crossed his waist with one hand, scratched his head with the other, and simply changed the subject, "That's right, Hu Suo...... The Owner wants to invite you to tonight's banquet!"

"Banquet?" Ed was stunned, "Tonight?"

He looked at the mess around him.

"It's better to clean up this mess if you drum it up. Bertram was well aware of the habits of the Bries, "When they almost destroyed the island decades ago, they all had a banquet among the corpses on the floor. ”

Thinking about that image, Ed shuddered involuntarily.

Bertram looked at his face and thoughtfully did not tell him, and at that time the Brie even dressed up their dead relatives and made them sit by the campfire together...... Even when he first heard about it, he felt a little chill down his spine, feeling like the horror stories he had heard about the undead when he was a child.

But there will be no bodies tonight. Many Brie were wounded, but not many died. The Queen's warning had prepared them for it, but the strange attack was a bit unexpected.

Moreover, while the Brie people adhere to their traditions, they also respect the customs of their guests, especially those like Ed and Is, who have helped them, and who have rightfully been treated as friends by them - even if Iss is a dragon.

How could he not like an island that was not much bigger than the territory he could have inherited?