The dispute between the father and daughter of the Carvo family ended before it broke out.

It's actually quite simple. The Nautilus's owner, Wrigley, is from Neo and is inextricably linked to the city. Naria had been asking him for news of the Archmage's Tower—mainly about Nick Stobel. The seemingly sincere and reliable "last disciple of the stone shaper" appeared too suddenly, and he knew too much, which inevitably made people suspicious.

However, today Nalya learned that Alan had not returned to Ston Butch yet, and had already asked someone to summon him, so that Wrigley could focus more on another unknown mage - this is actually nothing, Naria knows very well that Alan will not ask for this for no reason, but the problem is that neither Wrigley nor Alan seems to have thought about it at all, whether it should also tell Naria.

The girl's anger grew even hotter because of her father's disapproval, but she forced herself back before she could explode completely, and rushed back to her room with a blushing face, slamming the door shut.

The muffled sound made Ed shake with it. The room was suddenly quiet, and the atmosphere was stiff and awkward.

“...... Leave her alone. Alan still spoke with a little hidden anger, but it seemed more of a father's anger and helplessness towards his vexatious daughter.

Ed felt that Naria had every reason to be angry. But in front of Allen, he didn't dare to say this sentence anyway - at such times, even Iss would silently shrink aside, just as if he didn't exist.

"Héctor Caro, related to the group of mercenaries who disappeared from the Temple of Collins. Alan stiffly continued the conversation, raising his voice, consciously or unconsciously, as if hoping that the somewhat explainable "continue" would penetrate the floor and into his daughter's ears.

Héctor Caro was the mage he asked Wrigley to investigate. More than a decade ago, Carlo was one of the guardians of the Beranti Library in Balach, a battle mage.

At that time, he was still young and looked promising. After all, the mages who would be sent to Beranti were carefully selected and gifted, and while they were in charge of guarding, they had access to all the precious books in the library—more of an opportunity than a task.

After Carlo completed his five-year guard mission and returned to the Archmage Tower, he gradually became one of the countless mages in the Archmage Tower, who were not incompetent, but could not go further, even if he was lucky enough to become a disciple of the East Tower's Archmage Wakefield Tumus, he was only one of the many disciples of the Archmage who almost treated his disciples as slaves - Toombs probably couldn't even remember his name.

The reason why Eren suddenly set his sights on such an ordinary mage was because he never gave up looking for the group of "mercenaries" who disappeared into the fog of Collins. And his relentless pursuit was not just because of Ed's request.

It's Naria...... And he brought the seventeen men back to the Temple of Collins. Even if no one ever blames him for this, it is his unshirkable responsibility.

"Now it seems that the mercenaries probably fell into our hands on purpose. Allen's tone unconsciously became heavy, "Collins Temple...... It's much easier to attack from the inside than from the outside. ”

The temple was surrounded by water on all sides, and under the protection of the holy lake Stanestelle, the white stone bridge was the only access to the temple, which had long since been closed. Even as the king's army rushed over the bridge, the guards had plenty of time to warn - the heavy casualties Ed had seen in the fog were clearly unprepared.

“...... But why on earth did they do that?" Ed whispered blankly.

It's one thing to pretend to be caught and slander him with lies...... Even the destruction of the May Festival may not be a big deal to the unbelievers, but the killing of the knights of Nyor is of a very different nature—what kind of great benefit would make them hesitate to commit such an unforgivable crime?

His chest tightened, and his breathing seemed to become a little difficult. Ed closed his eyes, and his mind flashed to the cold corpses in the mist.

“...... I bet Sean knows. ”

He heard Is's voice drifting in his ears.

"And that damn priest, Icabard. ”

And Ed, who was once called the "Sage", is not just an irrelevant person in their eyes, who doesn't need to know anything at all?

Ed lowered his head, silently shoved his frustration and anger, and some of the darker things that came with it, back into a corner of his heart.

"It's not that simple...... In short, we found some of them. Allen said.

The men were scattered all over the place, unconnected to each other, as if they were really just mercenaries who had once walked together for temporary gain. Gavin caught one of them, and the guy named Monte confessed to taking the money to create chaos with the fake Fog of Death on May Day, and even admitted to slandering Ed as a request from another patron, but refused to admit anything to do with the killing in the fog anyway...... They just took advantage of the chaos and escaped from there - at least he was.

According to him, he was awakened by screams. Before he could figure out what was happening, all the torches in the dungeon were suddenly extinguished, and the sound of the door opening in the darkness was an irresistible temptation.

By the time Monte escaped, the temple was already filled with the bodies of many of the clergy. He wondered if it was the "masterpiece" of his companions who had escaped first, but he couldn't help but wonder if they could do it.

He didn't stand in the way at all. When he rushed to the square, and was already able to see the white stone bridge, the fog came from the surface of the lake, gradually drowning everything.

He was separated from his companions, but he never thought of finding them again. It is impossible for the temple of the god of water to let them go, and it is impossible for the believers of the god of water to let them go, and each of them knows it.

Endless fear enveloped him like the fog of that day, and no matter where he hid, he could not escape.

"But I didn't kill a single priest, how dare I?" he repeated over and over again, with trepidation, exhaustion, a little cunning and humility, "that was an accident on the day of Mayday...... They all said it was an accident...... We didn't want to kill people......"

Sounds reasonable.

However, Gavin was not the only interrogator - Goodyear received a different answer in a different way.

The mage, who had become gloomy by the death of his friend, used the forbidden spell. When the will is broken, Monte's final answer is a smile that is so calm that it is eerily calm.

"A faithless man...... A mercenary who takes money to do things will not have that kind of smile. ”

Gavin told Allen.

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