All the strange sights were gone, and the stone hall was left with the mundane, dim light of the fire, illuminating the messy bones and fading runes on the ground.

Ed looked up, and even though his gaze couldn't penetrate the rock, he seemed to see a dazzling light shoot straight into the sky, lighting up another unknown star.

The real ritual is simply not underground.

Whatever they were going to do, it was already too late. Not to mention, Ed had just realized that they weren't really sure what they were going to do—they just wanted to know what Scott was doing.

And Scott isn't even here.

Ed couldn't help but smile wryly. He withdrew his gaze, his gaze inadvertently falling on Borena's clenched sword, slightly startled.

“...... Isis snatched it. Borena handed him the sword, "He said this was originally the temple of Collins?"

Ed nodded, but didn't take the slender magic sword, just looked around slowly.

He recognized some familiar faces.

The men who had been imprisoned in the Temple of Collins and called themselves mercenaries now looked at him in the same silence, with strange symbols painted on their foreheads and undisguised contempt in their eyes.

They had every reason to despise him—a man who had the name of a "saint" but achieved nothing, who was naïve and stupid, and who could not even protect his own temple and relatives.

On the other side of the stone hall, Copas Fenton was still dressed in a white robe that had long been worn out, serious and gentle, like a trustworthy elder.

“...... Is that you?" Ed asked, "the one who pretended to be a necromancer to cause chaos on the May Festival, take Borena with you, and instigate Ante to attack the temple and take advantage of the opportunity to attack Collins...... Is that you?"

He had fantasized about this moment countless times, but when the real murderer finally stood in front of him, he was incredibly calm. The anger that had been suppressed for too long burned heavily, no longer insanely hot, but perhaps never extinguished.

"Have you ever wondered...... "why is this allowed to happen, why is your god not careful?"

"You killed someone. Ed looked directly at him, unflinching, "The blood of the innocent is on your hands—even if Ni'o is long gone...... No, even if she never existed at all, that doesn't change that fact. ”

Copas shook his head with some regret: "I thought you could understand what a necessary sacrifice is. ”

"Save it. Borena grinned sarcastically, "People who only ask others to sacrifice are not qualified to say anything 'necessary' - and I want to ask too...... Is that you, the one who kidnapped my brother Sergio and started the war in Anktann?"

"I thought you should be thankful to the warriors of Nessus for saving your brother from the kidnappers. "Otherwise he might still be trapped in his uncle's castle at the moment...... And the war could not end so easily. ”

"Thank you for saving him from Limestone Castle to the Elven Ruins of the Sidney Basin...... Did you still cause him to lose his soul?" Borena sneered, "Come on, a conspiracy is not called a conspiracy just because it fails. I really don't know how great your goal is, and I'm not interested in knowing it, but this is my country—you stand on my territory, and you want to 'sacrifice' my people...... Don't blame me for being disrespectful. ”

Copas smiled slightly.

"Really?" he said, "then...... I really should try to avoid that happening. ”

Borena: "......"

His Majesty the King did not think it was right.

He deliberately assumed the position of king at such times not to provoke a fight, but to avoid a fight, which was not very favorable to them at the moment. Isn't that imposing-sounding passage just now like a bluff of "I know what you've done, but now that it's over, I don't care if we don't make an example"?1 Is he saying it too tactfully?!Why does the pastor's smile in front of him look more like "In that case, I have to change the king"?!

He doesn't mind a change of king...... But it's not that way!

He glanced at Ed quickly. The black-haired young man was silent and determined, clearly not intending to back down.

Borena sighed silently and tightened his grip on the magic sword that made his scalp tingle.

He was ready for battle, and he was ready to continue to taunt each other before the battle began...... Ed, however, suddenly moved without warning.

He waved his hand and spilled a handful of black gravel—the grains were so uniform that they looked more like a pile of seeds.

Borena watched them scatter in the sky, and before he could react, he had already been jerked by Ed and retreated sharply.

The black seeds burst open in mid-air, stretching out their slender stems and leaves, looking like human heads with long black hair, or giant spiders waving their long legs and pounced on their unsuspecting enemies...... Also pounced on Borena and Ed himself.

A wall of fire rose from the ground, stopping the weapons in time, causing them to turn into a ball of fire.

“...... What's that?" Borena was stunned again.

"Some kind of otherworldly plant. Ed replied as he cast a spell to dispel the poisonous smoke from the thing's incineration, "I like magic...... and fresh flesh and blood. ”

“...... Where did you get it?"

“...... Stealing. Eder paused, his face scowling, "From Blanty's battle mage......"

Borena couldn't help but smile and silently gave him a thumbs up.

The enemy who was suddenly attacked was far less responsive than Ed, and in the blink of an eye, half of them were already down. It wasn't lethal for a short time, and all Ed needed was a moment of chaos.

He didn't dare to teleport at will, so he could only increase his strength first, carry Isis on his shoulders, and urge Borena to rush to the exit.

"I thought you were going to fight to the death. He hadn't gone far before Borena couldn't help but speak.

Ed smiled wryly.

It's not that he doesn't want revenge...... It's just that most of them can't be beaten dead.

He couldn't figure out the details of Copas Fenton, not to mention the large number of opponents, and Iss had lost the ability to fight...... Moreover, he could not drag the king of Anktanen to his death.

“...... There was no chase. Borena glanced back.

"In this kind of channel, the warrior has no advantage over the upper caster. "Ed wasn't surprised," and Copas ...... He is a cautious man, and he will not do anything without the certainty of victory. Unless ......"

He came to a screeching halt.

Unless he is desperate, he will put them to death no matter what.

"You're right. The pastor's voice came from nowhere, "I am indeed a cautious person. ”

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