"Scott!" Ed shouted and jumped.

From Keller Brian threw down a phrase "Wait." After suddenly disappearing, he had been crouching with his chin on his back and waiting by the teleportation array drawn by the priest.

"Where's Is?" he asked, noticing that only Scott and the half-elf were present, as well as ......

"Where's the kid?" asked Norvi curiously.

Scott was curled up in his arms as a seven-year-old boy, with only half of his face and light blonde hair exposed.

"This is the ...... Is," Scott said, not knowing what to say.

“...... What?!" Ed exclaimed, and then couldn't help but laugh out loud, "What the hell is going on...... Did you do it? Does the priest have this spell?"

Scott had no choice but to turn his head to look at the half-elf.

"It has nothing to do with me. Celebryan looked indifferent, "It's he who became like this." ”

“...... And then I was scared of myself?" Ed reached out and rubbed the boy's head, a smug smile on his face that was both big and stupid: "I touched the head of Isi when I was a child! I thought 'I have a friend who is a dragon' is incredible enough...... Hmm, is he asleep?"

He was still a little worried.

"Almost. "Scott expertly lifted Iss up and rested the boy's head on his shoulder," Karen said he needed sleep to regain strength. ”

"Oh, he used to sleep a lot when he wasn't a dragon before. Ed stared at little Is, rubbing his hands eagerly, "Can you give me a hug?"

- "I hugged you when I was a child. ”

This sentence was enough for him to make fun of Isis for the rest of his life!

Scott smiled and put the boy in his arms.

Ed hugged his smaller ice dragon friend in an awkward position, laughing softly. All the tiredness, restlessness and fear of this long day, the shadow of death, the color of blood...... Finally gone.

The Half-Elf Priest is powerful but unstable, and he has never been to Benlu's camp, so be cautious. Instead of using teleportation, they walked back. On the third day of the return trip, Isis was still unconscious. Scott was worried, but Calebryne wasn't sure how long the boy would sleep.

"It doesn't hurt to let him sleep a little longer. The half-elf said with his usual coldness. "I hate children. ”

“...... He's twenty years old, all things add up. Ed said. Although he also admits that the current Isis is indeed quite awkward, and sometimes even he can't stand it.

Keller Brian just glanced at him disdainfully.

That brought a question to Ed.

"How old is Celebrian?" he asked Scott quietly while the half-elf wasn't there.

"About two hundred years old?" Scott wasn't sure either, "I just know that he's outlived most half-elves." ”

"Half-elves have almost twice as long as humans. Norway told Ed.

“...... But he's not even old!though ......" Ed glanced at Scott, not daring to utter the phrase, "looks like a ghost." ”

He risked his life and pretended to accidentally bump into Kellerbrian to make sure it wasn't an apparition. He had been skeptical about it since the last time the half-elf suddenly disappeared.

"I feel like he's outlived me. Norway groaned, "He's got ...... The breath of antiquity. ”

The yellowed paper of a forgotten library was almost beginning to rot.

"I have outlived you. ”

Keller Brian's faint voice made Norvi almost jump. As an elf. He didn't even notice the half-elf approaching, it had never happened before!

"I'll ...... Find something to eat!" Novi hurriedly ran away with a slightly red face, talking behind his back that it was quite rude for the elves to talk about others, not to mention being caught. The embarrassment made him not even have the heart to think about how a half-elf could have lived that long.

"How long is that?" Ed asked curiously, his skin much thicker than that of an elf.

Keller Brian ignored him. He sat down by the fire. Staring at Iss in Scott's arms, his expression was almost gentle because of the firelight. But when Scott tried to hand over the sleeping boy to him, he frowned and walked away in disgust.

"Is he really okay?" asked Scott, a little uneasy.

The boy fell asleep deeply, breathing lightly but evenly, with some chills in his body. But that was already his normal body temperature.

"Naria said he slept for three days in a row and woke up eating a lot of stuff like a hibernating bear......" Ed reassured him with a rambling voice, "I think it's fine." ”

"That's different, but he's fine. The half-elf said lightly, "Just like he's hit on the head, sleep will make him recover faster." No one had taught him how to control his powers. It's good that he can do that. ”

"He said he had inherited all the knowledge and memories of his ancestors, and those couldn't teach him?" Ed asked. Ise had explained to him that dragons' memories were so inherited, and Ed thought it was cheating - you didn't have to learn everything to know! No wonder dragons were so powerful.

"He has a huge collection of books, but he may not have the patience to read them. Calebryne put his hand on Is's forehead, "And I'm skeptical that any book can tell him what to do." There had never been anything like him before - not by a female dragon. Rather, it is hatched by humans. ”

“...... Hatch...... Ed's asked, dumbfounded, a strange picture popping up in his mind.

"That egg was broken in my hand!!" Scott blushed, "you've been making this joke for ten years...... Twenty years!"

A roar came from afar, like the sound of some kind of beast.

"Norway has probably found something to eat. Ed said, glancing back, slightly uneasy. That doesn't sound like an easy guy to deal with.

They camped in a small wooded area in the snow, with clumps of shrubs among the sparse trees, and a small number of animals survived even in winter. But the barbarians would not choose such a place to camp, because the view would be obscured, and many dangerous animals would hide in the woods - this is the place where food is most likely to be found in winter.

But there was not a single savage in the group, and they did not know any of this.

"You'd better go find the elf. As there were several roars and the sound of trees breaking and falling, Celebrian spoke calmly, "I think he's the prey." ”.

Norway jumped over a bush, somewhat regretting his curiosity.

He had just thought that since he had fled under the pretext of looking for food, he would have to bring some prey back - a snow hare would be nice.

But what he found was a behemoth that looked like a rabbit from behind.

The big guy covered in snow-white fur was lying on the snow, which was not easy to spot, but it was burying its head in the snow like a rabbit and digging a hole with all its might, and the strange sound attracted the elves who were looking for their prey.

The elf didn't intend to kill such a huge creature, he didn't even know what it was, and curiosity drove him to sneak closer with his light and silent steps, wanting to see better.

He stood at a safe enough distance and stared at the buttocks, which were thicker than a bear, and the short tail was shaking with its body, looking a little funny. It also digs holes quite quickly, and it doesn't take long to dig out a large hole, and its entire body disappears into it.

The elf watched silently for a moment, and was about to turn to leave, when a sleeping Moqi poked his head out of his arms and let out a chirping sound. It was loud, it was just a matter of sleeping and eating, but a huge head emerged from the pit almost immediately.

Its thick, long, flattened head resembles neither a rabbit nor a bear, short ears clinging to the sides of the head, a protruding snout that is not covered by long hairs, and a rough, hard, scaly skin is exposed. The elf could barely see its eyes, but it had clearly sent out his presence. It opened its mouth and purred in its throat, and its fangs told the elf that the "rabbit" was not a grass-eater.

Sensing the danger, Moki screamed a few times, and quickly retracted into Norvi's arms.

Norway was a little crying and laughing, and the big creature had burst out of the pit it it had dug and rushed straight at him. The elf could only quickly step back and draw his sword.

The animal that missed the blow stood upright like a bear and let out a roar. It stands taller than a barbarian.

The elf's sword sliced through its long hair, hoping to drive it away. If possible, he didn't want to hurt the giant creature. This continent was once inhabited by a thousand strange animals, but in just a few hundred years, they have disappeared as quickly as orcs and goblins, and many have become completely extinct. The strange creature in front of him looked like the legendary Snow Beast - maybe even the last Snow Beast, it might not have the intelligence and magic of the Ice Dragon, it might not be as powerful as the Ice Dragon, but it would still be a shame if it did go extinct.

The Snow Beast took two steps back under the blade of the sword, and suddenly slammed the snow off the ground with its giant palm, smashing it at Norway with its head and face. This attack was not expected by the elf, and he jumped to the side, realizing that he was probably in a bad situation as the animal let out a continuous, high-pitched cry, as if calling for something.

The sound of trees breaking came from far and near, and there was a slight vibration on the ground, and a snow beast that was two or three times larger than the one in front of him roared angrily, and rushed towards him with an astonishing sound, followed by another small beast.

- Obviously, this is a family.

The elf put away his sword, turned around and ran.