Jay Oylan is a huge mystery to Ed.

His background, his experience, his knowledge, his strength, his pursuit...... Nothing Ed knew or was able to understand.

But none of this compares to the puzzling "Run!" he suddenly yelled at Ed.

Ed stared at him blankly, completely unable to react - was he trying to let him escape? Although he did want to escape, he couldn't help but feel a little guilty about abandoning his "companion" in this situation......

After a brief moment of hesitation, it seemed that something invisible came at him and crashed straight into his body. The black shadow flashed in front of him, and he felt a slight dizziness, and looked at the "elf" on the opposite side in surprise, just like him, his body shook a little, and he almost fell to the ground on his back, but he quickly regained his balance and stared at him with the same surprised expression.

“...... Who are you?" he asked.

Ed blinked, not sure how to answer.

"Bazel!" exclaimed Oylan.

Before the words could be spoken, the barbarian roared in anger and rushed past Ed like an enraged brown bear, swooping down on the seemingly weak enemy.

Oylan turned around and tore off the package that Ed was still carrying in a daze, glaring at him angrily, "Run...... If you don't want to be another 'dress' for that guy!"

"Clothes" ...... Ed understood the word instantly, and suddenly felt a chill rush up his spine and into his heart - he wanted to take his body?!

No wonder Bazel described the guy as having a "different face...... What kind of monster is hidden in that decaying body?

He didn't understand why Oylan suddenly wanted to protect him...... But obviously. The old man knew very well that they were no match for the guy in front of him at all.

Ed no longer hesitated. When Oiran drew runes in the air and used spells other than mind control against his enemies for the first time, he turned and fled.

In his panic, he couldn't make out his direction at all...... But he saw a small whirlwind passing by him. Possessing life is generally a path to the left.

A gut instinct made him follow without thinking...... Just like a year ago, following the majestic white snow owl.

The "elf" was slightly agitated.

He had little patience in the first place, and the current situation made him very unhappy.

He had already chosen his target - the young man with black hair. Although he is not an elf, at least he is still young, and his appearance is not too ugly, which is his barely acceptable body...... And Bazel, who had escaped from him, was indeed an "unexpected gain".

Changing his body only takes a blink of an eye for him...... But what he didn't expect was. The young man's body was locked - he couldn't get in.

He had never encountered anything like this, and in his shock, the ghost captured by him also took the opportunity to break free. He fled, and he could only quickly return to his original body.

He could have caught up with Ed, but hesitated and turned to Bazel as he lunged at him.

His soul had to be attached to it in order to exist. For a long time, he was looking for a body that could exist forever...... A truly alive body. The mirror that Hoan brought finally gave him a glimmer of hope. And Bazel is an indispensable tool in it.

Defeating them is a breeze. He just had to be careful not to damage Bazel, and he didn't have to care so much about the unexpectedly athletic old man.

Black vines were summoned from the ground, binding Bazel in it, and the force of the impact came from his clenched left fist, striking the old man in the chest, knocking his lifeless body far away......

The old man's back hit a broken wall, but he quickly rolled over and landed smoothly to the ground—not only did he not die. It didn't even look like it was hurt.

A series of accidents made the "elf" even more annoyed. He flipped his palm, and a black glow bloomed into it. The soul of the person who is incinerated by it will disappear completely with the body......

The old man just looked at him without fear, and whispered an old name.

The "elf" jerked back his hand and extinguished the flame in his palm.

“...... What do you know?" he asked.

"A lot. The old man replied calmly, "enough to exchange my life." ”

“...... That's up to me to judge. ”

"Of course......" The old man bowed his head slightly respectfully, but the corners of his mouth pulled out a mocking arc, "...... Your Majesty. ”.

As he burst out of the city gates, the whirlwind vanished, and a faint sigh broke out right before Ed's eyes.

“...... Thank you. Ed spoke softly.

He didn't know who to thank...... He just felt like he should at least say thank you.

He turned back with a sigh of relief, but no one had caught up behind him, and the city that had once been incomparably beautiful in his eyes, under the gray-white sky, looked like the wreckage of countless pale dry bones piled up, and there was a strong smell of death in the eerie air.

In front of him, the familiar road led to the temple of Nesses, the road he had traveled every day a year before, toiling to carry the bricks, and now, at the sight of the magnificent structure rising from the ground in the wilderness, he could not help but feel a slight sense of pride...... and many more uneasiness.

He wondered if the place that was supposed to be a sacred place was hiding more secrets...... But he now has no choice.

The closer they got, the bigger the temple became, and the area it occupied was obviously more than a dozen times larger than the foundation they had dug in the first place, and the doors between the towering stone pillars were open enough to allow a dragon to fly straight in......

Ed paused and looked up at the small figure at the top of the pillar. Obviously, the project is not over yet, and the believers are still working on something. In the sound of banging and banging, someone hurried towards him with a vigilant look.

"Who are you, how did you ...... from the city," the visitor closed his mouth suddenly, his eyes wide in surprise.

"Ed!" he cried, "how could it be you?!"

Ed smiled at him, recognizing the bearded face, but couldn't remember his name—it was the companion he had with who had carried stones in the ruined city.

He wanted to ask Risek where he was, but the words became "Who is in charge here?" I have something very important to tell him!"

At least for now, he couldn't let Risek know that he heard him in the sewers...... Let alone let anyone know that he had ever seen Sergio.

"It's Risek. The man replied, "I'll take you to him!"

The courtesy in his expression made Ed slightly puzzled, but he quickly reacted, since Haryart had heard about it, and everyone here probably knew about it - he was Scott...... The nephew of their Sage.

Under the curious gaze of the workers, they entered the temple. Perhaps because it was so large, the temple was unusually empty, and a huge statue was unfinished, but Ed couldn't take his eyes off the statue's face—it was too serious and more square, but it was clearly Scott's.

He retracted his gaze, a little unsure of what to say. The believers here had been debating what their gods looked like a year ago, and it was not incomprehensible that the image of the Sage should be chosen as the image of the god in the event of a debate - but he was curious to know what the expression on Scott's or Is's face would have when he saw the statue...... Tess must be tempted to laugh anyway.

To be honest, he also kind of wanted to laugh, but he really couldn't. The temple exudes a strange feeling from the inside out...... But he couldn't tell what it was.

All the hallways were busy, sanding the floors, carving the walls, fixing the lights...... The pious and passionate faces made Ed feel that his suspicion was a blasphemy, but he unconsciously tensed up when he heard Risek's familiar voice.

"Dig another well. More people will come after the temple is completed, and the water is obviously not enough......"

Riesek was still dressed as a hunter, with no shiny armor or spotless white robes.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Ed, and then a sincere smile bloomed on his handsome and gentle face.

"Ed!"

He walked over quickly and gave Ed a warm and measured hug, "I just received news from Khaliat yesterday that you were kidnapped by a necromancer...... Did you escape?"

“...... Yes. Ed smiled wryly, avoiding the fact that he had basically been let go, "Can you find a quiet place to talk?"

Risek was obviously a little confused, but nodded dryly, and led him to the depths of the temple.

"Lydia is probably right in Miaz Weiss......" When there was no more sound around, Ed whispered to him, "She's here." ”

Risek looked at him in surprise, as if not quite convinced.

"Lydia, Bell, the leader of the necromancers?" he asked, "did you see her?"

Ed shook his head: "I saw another guy...... Looks like an elf but maybe not, as far as I know, he's with Lydia. ”

In fact, all he knew was what Bazel had told him...... The "elf" might have come here on his own, but he needed a reason strong enough to make his suggestion.

"You'll have to inform Scott. He looked Risek in the eye, and said every word with seriousness and seriousness: "If Lydia is really here, no one knows what she's trying to do, and you're no match for her...... Gotta must inform Scott as soon as possible!"

He's got to get Scott here...... It would be better if Isis could follow.

Risek hesitated.

"I'll send someone to get the news to the Sage as soon as possible. "But we don't have a pastor here, so it's going to take a little while...... Should I send someone to search the ruined city, or should I hold on to the temple?".

(To be continued......)