Ed Singal sat at the table with his head in his hands, his eyes glazed and his expression pained.

The ancient scroll, written by himself, was spread out in front of him, but he didn't look at it at all. Every word on it seemed to be engraved in his head, and he could recite it backwards at any time and starting from any paragraph...... But that didn't help.

He couldn't figure out anything useful from it. Compared with the "facts" that Eren has experienced, there are actually many details in this story that are different, and the biggest difference is that the mage who is seduced by power and falls into darkness is "he", not "she".

It could be some kind of hint, or it could just be to avoid an overly accurate narrative that would bring disaster beyond his control.

He hadn't even heard Naria when he entered the room, and he almost jumped when the girl had placed a plate of snacks on the table.

Naria glanced at him with sympathy in her eyes, but her words were unrelenting.

"Well deserved. She said, "If you want to leave a warning to yourself in a few hundred years, why can't you write what clearly? ”

Ed sighed, resting his heavy head on the table as if it had swelled two or three times.

"Believe me," he groaned, "I want to rush back two hundred years more than you do, and grab myself and beat me hard." ”

He couldn't explain to her what the danger would be...... Celebryan's warning rang in his ears more than once, making him uneasy. He was even worried about telling his friends about the existence of the scroll. They are all in danger...... But he had to admit that he was able to get their understanding and help, rather than facing this alone. Let him feel ...... Not to feel like Atlas any longer.

He still had no clue, but the spell that had been so far away from him, which seemed to have been protected by the god of luck, was back in his heart - there was always a way.

He grabbed his hair and pulled his heavy head back, forcing himself to refocus his gaze on the scroll. The elf had said that he might have hidden some password or something in it...... Well, while he doesn't know all these headache-sounding stuff now, maybe the Ed one from two hundred years ago was a little smarter? Maybe Keller Brian...... Or Felicity was there, by his side to help him?

But he also failed to find much useful in Felicity's diary - to be exact. It wasn't a diary at all, and most of the accounts weren't dated at all, and there wasn't much to be written about. Most of them are just bits and pieces, strange graffiti...... Like a messy mass of grass, but with two long tentacles on top, the ends of the tentacles look like things with two eyes. Next to it is written a big "Interesting!" ...... Tess was very happy to see it. She even claimed that she was in love with the Sage who had died.

Yes, the Felicity shown in the diary is as lively and curious as Tess, full of interest and enthusiasm for everything, and the occasional frustration is nothing more than "I'm in a bad mood today, I ate half a jar of candy...... It's great to be old enough not to worry about your figure. ”

Allen, on the other hand, looked at the diary from a completely different perspective.

She was careful not to leave any meaningful notes or comments. "Even if someone gets it." Nor could any of the tools to be found in it to attack her, or the temple...... They are capable of attacking. At most, 'This Sage is not as stable as she seems'...... But one might prefer such a more realistic and vivid sage. ”

“...... Sounds so tiring. Naria commented.

"But it's also possible that it will be overlooked...... And there is something important hidden. Alan added, "After all, it was written by Felicity's own hand. ”

“...... I'm tired!" Tess nodded vigorously, agreeing with Naria's comment.

"'Sage' is a title heavier than 'King'. Alan gave Ed a deep look as he said this, "That's a crown of thorns...... It takes not only strength, but also courage and wisdom to undertake it. ”

Ed scratched his head with a wry smile.

"He's not going to be a saint himself!" Narya was indignant, "and he's not going to be now!"

“...... Sounds so comforting. "Although I can't tell where the comfort is." ”

"It's not that he doesn't have the right to choose, but he still chooses to take responsibility...... I guess that's what you can call 'courage'. The elf spoke softly.

This sentence silenced Alan for a long time, and then turned away without a sound.

"It's not you who I want to make him angry and worried. Norway told Ed.

Ed nodded silently.

He may no longer be a saint...... But the other one is.

It seems that everyone is avoiding mentioning that name - Scott Criess. From time to time, Alan would receive news from many places, and judging by his increasingly gloomy face, it was probably not good news...... He did leave Staunbuch, but that doesn't mean he doesn't care about anything related to Scott anymore.

-- I was distracted again.

Ed slapped his head, and in his blurred vision, the dark lines on the paper roll were distinctly clear.

He blinked vigorously, and before he could catch the thought that had flashed through his mind, Tess screamed excitedly in the hallway.

“...... They're back. Naria's eyes lit up, and she turned and ran out of the room.

Norway and Tess are still exploring the underground canals near Dragonwing's Peak. Alan had a map they had drawn when they were there looking for Iceman's lair, and Norway had added many new branches to it. It was a surprisingly large, but also dangerous, subterranean world, where Norway was sure there was activity, but couldn't tell if it was friend or foe.

He had found Anktan-style weapons, so he had always suspected that they were the same group of Anktan-style soldiers who had inexplicably appeared and disappeared, but there were some traces, but they were more like spells.

Ed wished it was Icabold and the clergy who had disappeared from the Temple of Collins...... But why do they keep hiding there? They don't know if the enemy is gone, or trapped there, or if they have another mission?

He was desperate to see Icabard's unpleasant, expressionless face...... He desperately wanted to make sure that the missing people were still alive.

Tess's excitement seemed to indicate some good news...... Ed hurriedly hid the scroll and rushed out with Naria.

He saw them around the corner in the hallway, and Norway waved at him, smiling not easily, but Tess was triumphantly boasting to Naria.

"I found it!" she said, holding in her arms a huge shield that could almost hold her entire body from head to toe, but it didn't seem to be very difficult.

It was a shield she would never use...... And Ed knew that.

The glassy shield, which shifts between pale blue and pale blue, is the Aurora Shield, created by legendary craftsman Pope Barrett for the dragon slayer Swinburne using precious mythril and the scales of a blue dragon, and was one of the gifts given to Felicity by the Black Rock Dwarves and once hung on the walls of the Temple of Collins...... After Iss angrily ripped it off the wall, presumably out of respect for the New Sage's friend—or simply to avoid unnecessary trouble—Sean ordered it to be stuffed into the sacristy that had been looted on the night the fog fell.

“...... Where did you find that?!" Ed screamed and rushed over.

Presumably seeing his sparkling eyes, Tess turned vigilantly and shoved the shield to Norvi, shielding it with her own body.

"Mine!" she said.

"Tess ......," Norway sighed.

"No matter!" Tess said with a straight face, "I found it, of course it's mine!"

"That's a temple thing...... If you want, just take it. Ed said generously, though he didn't know if he still had the power to dispose of the things of the Temple of Collins at will...... But, whatever!

"I just want to know where you found it. He said.

Tess glared at him, unexpectedly unhappy.

"Don't you want it?" she asked, unhappy, as if she had lost interest in the rare magical object for an instant because no one was robbing her.

"It got stuck in a crevice in the rock near the northwest exit of the sewer. Norway told Ed, "It was probably the water from the heavy rain not long ago that washed it over...... Of course, it could not have run into the underground waterways on its own, someone had brought it there. It could be the attacker that night, or it could be the pastor you want to find. ”

“...... But why did they drop it?" Ed asked uneasily, "It's something very precious, a treasure that even dragons will cherish......

"We can go back in the direction of the current. Norway handed him the shield, and Tess only snorted sullenly, not objecting.

Ed looked down at the shield, his face still bright and unscratched, with surprise and hope on it...... There was also a vague panic.

"I ...... Can we go along?" he asked, apprehensively.

In fact, he had always wanted to go with him, but he didn't dare to speak. It's a dangerous place, and it takes a lot of time to find something, and you may find nothing. Both Norway and Tess are agile and experienced adventurers who are able to handle many unexpected situations with ease, plus he ...... Perhaps it is a burden.

"Of course. Norway smiled.

"Are you coming, sweetheart?" Tess rubbed Naria with a smile, "Let's go through the dark tunnels...... Just like ever!"

Naria hesitated for a moment, then at Tess and then at Ed, and finally nodded slightly. (To be continued......)