It's not hard to find the place written on the paper, which is a grocery store that has been in the family for some years, and all kinds of strange things are piled up in a mess, from ornate tapestries to blackened wooden bowls, and two middle-aged women are picking and choosing among them. An old man with a thankful head stood bored, probably the boss, and he glanced at Ed and Naria, pointed behind him, and ignored them.

When they got here, Naria hesitated, and she even straightened her hair a little nervously before taking a deep breath and straightening her back, as if she had plucked up courage and strode forward as if she was ready to fight. Ed followed slowly, so apprehensive that he almost wanted to run away - he was sure that the people inside would not have a problem even if they didn't see him......

But Naria noticed that he hadn't followed, and impatiently turned around and grabbed his hand, dragging him deeper into the store.

Going out the back door is a small compound. A few small two-story buildings enclosed an open space, and a flock of chickens pecked slowly and methodically on the snow-covered ground, completely ignoring the strangers who had intruded.

There was a well in the corner of the courtyard, and an old man with snow-white hair sat on the edge of the well, hanging his head as if he were pretending to sleep, and a big fat cat with yellow hair lay lazily on his lap, and was the only creature in the yard who deigned to look up at them.

Naria stopped and stared at the old man at the well. Ed was still wondering if it didn't look like the man he had guessed, and Naria had let go of his hand. Rushed towards the old man.

She was so imposing that she was going to knock the old man into a well. Ed was taken aback, but with the big yellow cat's disgruntled "meow!", the girl's whispered call came to his ears.

"Father's ......"

That's really Alan Carvo.

Naria bent down and hugged the old man tightly. The big yellow cat came out of between the two with an unhappy look on his face, and walked away with majestic steps.

Alan didn't say a word, just reached out and patted her daughter's back.

It took a while for Narya to let go of him, her face flushed.

"Why are you here?" she asked, a coquettish reproach in her tone.

"How did I end up here?" Ellen repeated with a sigh, "you didn't follow the planned route at all! I haven't heard anything from you for over a month. Mrs. Singhal asks me almost every day where you are, and are you safe, and I don't know how to answer...... What else can I do but come to you?"

"Planned route?" Naria suddenly became angry.

She crossed her waist with one hand. Lifting his chin, "Okay, Alan." Isn't your plan to visit the towns of Anktanen along the Vinez River, and find a 'trusted' guide at the mouth of the Kuz River to take us for a casual walk on the ice sheet like a dog. And then with nothing, go home in a gloomy way, and never have any stupid thoughts of 'finding Is' again?!"

The more she spoke, the angrier she became, and her voice grew louder and louder. Ed, who was completely ignored by the father and daughter, looked at Alan's increasingly gloomy face in horror, and leaned forward with little wings, clearing his throat unnecessarily before speaking: "Naria......"

Before he could say anything, he was interrupted impatiently by Narya's glare, "Don't intervene Ed!

Ed obediently shrank to the side, crouched down and scratched the neck of the big yellow cat that still rubbed majestically at his feet. Listening to the meaningless dispute between the father and daughter who did not give in to each other and began to quarrel as soon as they met.

"Isn't that a 'stupid idea'?" Alan retorted in a bad tone, "who do you think you are? Not even a seasoned adventurer would venture into the ice field like you to find a dragon who doesn't know where it is! You know how many fools with the name of heroes have disappeared into that ice field." Can't even find the body?!"

He did not deny his plans at all.

"So that's what you really intended!" Narya roared angrily, "Didn't you even think about going to Is?"

Ed had to jump, and even the onlookers who had "nothing to do with him" thought it was a bit too much.

He rushed over and grabbed Naria two steps back as Eren turned blue and stood up sharply. Clumsily persuaded: "Naria, he just wants you to be safe......"

Naria shook off his hand in anger. But he didn't say anything more.

The father and daughter stared at each other in silence, and Ed scratched his ears and cheeks helplessly.

In the end, it was Alan who chose to give in.

"Of course I want to find Is!" he roared as he sat back on the edge of the well, "and even if I can't find him, at least keep him safe...... I have my own method!Maybe it doesn't sound that great, and it can't be a glorious 'legend'......"

He glanced at Ed with a slight sarcasm, who of course pretended not to see.

"But it's better than your blind and reckless 'adventure'!" Alan said angrily, "using your methods will only cost you your own lives!"

"I'm sorry to disappoint you!" Nalya raised her head in annoyance and pride, "Not only did we not lose our lives, but we found Is! We've been in the mines of the Silver Fang Dwarves, we've seen the cities of the ancient elves, we've lived in the barbarians' tents, we've dealt with the necromancers and necromancers...... We may not be great heroes, but we're not as useless as you think!"

Eren was silent for a few moments. Everything Naria said, some he already knew, some he had never heard, but he knew that his daughter would not lie...... These young men, whom he could not let go of in any way, had experienced dangers he had never foreseen, and had done so that even though he might not have been able to do something, he was still standing in front of him - what was he to be dissatisfied with, and what was there to be angry about?

Once again, he looked at his daughter closely. Naria was darker and thinner, her hair had lost her luster somewhat, but she seemed to be in good spirits, her slender waist was still straight, and she was still full of momentum when she quarreled with him......

His eyes softened.

"I know, child," he whispered, "I'm proud of you. ”

He even turned to Ed and nodded at him, "I'm proud of you. ”

Ed smirked flatteredly. Naria blinked, suddenly a little overwhelmed.

"You know, I didn't mean that......" she apologized awkwardly with a blushing face, "saying you didn't want to find Iss...... I know you love him too, no matter what he becomes......"

"Tell me about him, Naria," Alan sighed, taking Naria's hand and letting her sit down next to him, beckoning Ed to come too, "how did you find him? I've heard a few from the mouth of the Kuz, but each of them has a different story...... Is he okay?"

"Not only did we find him!" Naria couldn't help but be a little proud, "We've also found his brother, Scott Christus! You've been looking for ten years and haven't heard anything from him, have you?"

She forgot that it wasn't them who found Scott at all, but more like Scott found them.

“...... Scott?" Alan was stunned, "Are you sure that's really him?"

There wasn't much joy in his face...... On the contrary, there was a hint of uneasiness and panic that was difficult to detect.

"Of course!" Nalya didn't notice his strangeness, only displeased with his questioning, "I haven't seen him, but Philip Zeri, his paladin friend will never admit to mistake, Iss will never admit mistakes! That's Scott!"

Alan nodded, didn't say anything more, but turned the subject back to Is.

"You ...... Left Isis in the Ice Field?"

He thought that if Naria found Is, she would drag him home anyway.

"Yes, he should still be with Scott now, helping the barbarians deal with the undead...... Oh, I kind of regret it now, but there really wasn't much else I could do then. Naria said in annoyance, "Baie is following us with men, and I don't know where they are now......

"They just left the estuary. Allen said that he could get some news wherever there were people, "not the mouth of the Kuz, another estuary...... They shouldn't know you're here yet, but Balah has a lot of eyes and ears, and if you don't want to be caught up by them, it's best to leave as soon as possible. ”

"We're going to leave in two days. "Just wanted to visit a friend before leaving." ”

"What friends can you have here?" said Allen, frowning suspiciously.

Naria was a little upset again: "Why can't we have it? We've made a lot of friends along the way......! Mock is the heir to the throne of the Silver Tooth Pit!"

"It's a priest. Ed quickly interjected, lest the father and daughter quarrel again for no apparent reason, "The priest of Anduhe, Nigel Lowe, with whom we fought with the undead in the city of the Elves in the Far Northern Light......

The look on Allen's face made him involuntarily stop.

"Do you know him, too?" he asked, a little uneasy.

Alan shook his head.

"I don't know him, but I've heard the name. ”

He looked at his daughter, a little worried that she would get into some trouble again...... But they're still in the city, and the news is likely to reach them, and he doesn't want to quarrel with Nalya again.

"News just came out of the temple. He said, "Nigel Lowe is missing." ”.

(To be continued)