With the silver ball still in hand, Ed had already started running out the door. Isis couldn't help but lift his leg, tripping and almost throwing him to the ground.

"As soon as you came back, you picked up the stars and threw the bones," he said, teasingly, "and now you plan to drop the stars to pick up the elves?"

“...... Didn't throw it!" Ed argued a little weakly, "I just think there should be some connection between the God's Bone and the change of the stars......"

Isis smiled and said, "...... And because the elf's inn is called 'Starry Night', it must have something to do with the stars?"

Ed bowed his head speechlessly.

"Besides, isn't there Naria? If there really was something important, she wouldn't be unaware...... If she knew, she wouldn't hide it from us. Iss deliberately squinted at him, "Or do you not even have that trust in Naria?"

It was too obvious a provocation for Ed to laugh or cry. He stood by the door, a little undecided for a moment - of course he believed in Naria, but ......

As if he had discovered something, Iss suddenly leaned over and reached out to flick the silver ball in his hand.

Ed subconsciously lowered his head, only to realize that the layer inside the silver ball could be rotated.

In the room, the stars flowed around. Is's eyes narrowed, thoughtful.

"The shadow dancer said it was made more than three hundred years ago," he said, grabbing the silver ball and fumbling carefully, "to celebrate the night of the Summer Flame that year......

"'When the light of Redia lights up the heart of the night sky,' ......," Ed muttered.

Ise spun the silver orb, causing the star of Redia to fall in the middle of the night sky.

An ethereal singing voice came out of the silver ball, without the accompaniment of any musical instruments, clear and ethereal, like starlight.

The corners of Is's mouth twitched: "...... I thought it would be something useful. ”

“...... Yes. Ed was stunned, "If it could turn...... It's not just about the starry sky on a particular day of the year. ”

“...... I know you feel that all the stars are eternal and revolve around the world. "But that's not the case, they operate with complex rules, but they're by no means static." ”

"But you said that...... Maybe not all the stars are real. Ed looked up, his eyes shining with shredded starlight.

Iss understood.

"You think you can find those...... The junction of the circle that determines the rules?" He hesitated, not wanting to strike Ed, but had to remind him, "but it's only been more than three hundred years, and that's just a moment for the stars...... Most of them probably don't see any change at all. ”

Conversely, those nodes that do not change are not so easy to distinguish.

"You've got to try. "Ed never gives up easily.

Isis shook his head, his fingertips felt a little strange, flipped over the silver ball and looked at it carefully, only to find a small mark at the bottom, carved shallower than the other patterns, so shallow that it was almost impossible to see.

The mark is like a flower, and like a flame...... Or a round of the sun.

“...... The Sunchaser. He frowned slightly, "This is the emblem of the Sunchaser." ”

Ed leaned over, staring at it to no avail, so he could only tear open the curtains.

The sun stinged him with tears, but he could finally see that it was indeed the emblem of the Sunstrider, whom he had seen more than once in the ruins of the Northernmost Light.

"Norvi's father......" he suddenly remembered that Tess had inadvertently mentioned that Norvi's father was a skilled craftsman, skilled in making wonderful ornaments and crafts, and for a long time, because of the favor of the elven court, he did almost nothing for the elves outside the royal family.

"They are not the only ones who are the ones who are chasing the sun. Isis disagreed.

Ed, however, felt that his speculation made perfect sense, especially since Payne was well aware of his relationship with Norvi.

“...... Maybe there's something else hidden in there......"

He spun the silver ball around, full of hope.

"Tear it down?" Iss succinctly egged.

"Really?"

The little figure hung upside down from the window, and Nia looked at them expectantly, her eyes shining: "Do you really want to tear it down? Can you give it to me? I have a good craft! I will definitely be able to put it back together completely! Iss can testify!!"

Isis can indeed testify...... Nia's thin, dexterous fingers can untangle more than any mechanism. But he just glanced at the thief lightly and flatly refused: "No, this is a magic item." ”

The only thing Nia can't handle is magic.

"Isn't there still you......" The thief muttered, but didn't insist.

He swooped out of the window and disappeared, and a moment later his voice was raised from downstairs: "Naria, do you have anything to eat?......?"

“...... I didn't even hear when he ran out of the window. Is's tone was like self-deprecation, but his expression was not. When he lowered his eyes, Ed didn't miss a flash of gloom.

No matter how firm the trust is, no matter how deep the feelings, it can't withstand too much attrition. Returning from hell, Nia carried a myriad of secrets—no less than Scott's, and the more he said, they never asked.

But this ...... Is it really correct?

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Nia brings back news of Tess and Norvi.

After leaving Stonebutch they headed west, and now they were almost at the Bolt Mountains on the edge of Ernest in the western desert. That desert was the most inhospitable area of the Rutgar continent outside of the Minni Desert - and it was also the place where Norway brought back the mongoose Mo.

No one would think that it was Xiao Mo who wanted to return to his hometown.

"They probably had two destinations, one was the Bolt Dwarf's mine, and Norway was friends with the dwarves there, and it was from them that he first heard about Ankeland...... Maybe the dwarves have other news. Naria said.

"There is another possibility. Nia held up her finger, "At the other end of the Ernest Heath, where it meets the Kitts Mountains, it is said that the remains of the giants of the hills are hidden, and legend has it that they are the product of the giants' failed attempts to create life like gods......"

In the remaining records, the hill giants who loved gold but regarded precious stones as garbage were much taller than the barbarians, but they had no muscles and strength, but they were as stupid and greedy as goblins, lacked wisdom, and did not even have their own language, and their so-called "kingdom" was only a small tribe that did not exist long before disappearing silently, and only the megalithic buildings they erected still had a little bit of the spirit of the creators.

"Still," said Niya, "there are also rumors that they have hidden an artifact from the giants...... It's just that not many people believe it. ”

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