"Have you finished reading?" Fili snapped his finger at him, "Let's take a look at this...... Doesn't that sound familiar?"

Ed looked down. The runes under the paladin's fingertips were small, and even harder to make out when connected to other runes—Fili could recognize them, apparently because it was presumably engraved in his head.

It was the rune around his neck.

"It's not the same...... But this altar is obviously not a good thing. Fili rubbed his fingers, and even if he didn't touch the rune that disgusted him, he felt like his fingertips were stained with mud.

Ed was silent. He stared at the rune in a daze, then followed it one by one. Like the altar under the Pomegranate Hall, the runes on the ground form large and small circles, which are connected to each other but are not intertwined, and there is a strange pattern in the chaos. But the one in the pomegranate hall, except for the "door" in the middle, the rest of the runes are actually dragon language, and the one in front of me is another rune mixed with the ancient elven language...... That's probably what Felicity said, and even Inglis couldn't make out it. Ed wasn't sure exactly what it meant, but what he did know for sure was that the rune was born from the word of the gods, but it was altered, and was occasionally used by necromancers, but it was just ...... Those who use it may not know what it means.

That's the language from hell.

It was supposed to be dark and evil, but this altar ...... The circle itself does not have the slightest evil aura.

Perhaps the blood on the altar in the Pomegranate Hall was too impressive, Felicity thought that the essence of the circle was still an altar, but Ed's opinion was the opposite—the essence of both circles was a door. It's just that there is a price to pay for getting them on.

Ante sacrificed his best friend, but he didn't get anything - his "immortality" came after his death, and in the final analysis, it was because of the pact that his ancestors made with Nethers, and Scott, who lost his life, entered the sea of nothingness...... Whether he wants it himself or not.

It's likely that Ankeland has played both teams...... Or more than two.

What the hell is he trying to do?

Every time he thought about it, Ed's head ached suddenly.

In a trance, a hand grabbed him by the shoulder and pulled him back. Ed snapped back to his senses, only to realize that he had almost reached the middle of the circle.

“...... Don't worry," he said casually, "I'm not going to disappear all of a sudden." ”

He thought he was joking, and it was only when he said that something was wrong. In the face of Fili's smiling expression, he could only twist his head to the side.

The last time he suddenly disappeared from the ground of the Pomegranate Hall...... Right under Filly's nose.

But now think about it, where did the voice he heard come from?...... Who's helping him?

Ed pressed his forehead, and for a moment he wished he could get back all his memories, no matter how much pain and despair there was, at least a little bit of experience and wisdom accumulated over the long years—would he better understand those two guys who had "lived" for thousands of years?

But the thought was fleeting. He remembers Is...... and Keller Brian's warning.

He knew well that his will was nowhere near strong enough to accept another self – another, another self that had already collapsed in defeat.

.

When he got home, his mind was still full of runes. They danced in circles hand in hand in his head, so dazed that he couldn't even walk in circles.

He simply drew the entire circle and spread it out on the floor. Isis tilted his head and looked at it a few times, and his eyebrows furrowed deeply.

“...... See what's coming?" Ed asked expectantly.

“...... Don't you see that?" asked Iss. rhetorically.

Ed pointed out the runes, but the lines on Is's eyebrows grew deeper and deeper.

"Didn't I mean that......" he looked up thoughtfully, as if something had suddenly occurred to him, "Speaking of which, has anyone taught you how to create a circle?"

Ed's eyes fluttered - not to mention "creation", he hadn't even learned how to use the circle! When he was flipping through books in the library of the Collins Temple, he was basically looking at history...... In short, he really just likes to read stories. Icabold taught him some basic spells and spells, but that's about it. Such a high-level thing as the "magic circle......

“...... So you really don't know. Is's face twisted, "Any magic circle, it's not just runes that matter...... The way they are connected is, in a sense, more important. It's like the same letters can be combined into completely different words...... Just as the lingua franca is born out of the elf, some sounds are extremely similar, but the rules of composition are completely different, so the meaning is also different. ”

He knocked on the paper on the ground: "And this ......"

Nana came whizzing on four short legs, scurrying past them, slipping on the paper as she ran too fast, slipping out of the way and leaping up and running away.

It's chasing Novi...... Chase that little mongoose. After meeting a bunch of new friends who all spoil him unprincipledly, he fell in love with Norvi, after all, of all his "friends", this was the only one, about the same size as him, and furry and warm, and much more comfortable to hold than the big white cat that had thrown it away.

But Novi wasn't comfortable. He was more than willing to play with Nana...... But I don't like to be treated like a toy and saliva!

So chase and run became Nana's favorite game. Sometimes Tess would help Norvi, and sometimes she would just laugh out loud - after all, a little dragon with a round belly that was almost touching the ground was running after a mongoose, and the scene was a bit ridiculous.

The second time he was interrupted, the green tendons on Is's forehead jumped out. Ed silently smoothed out the scratches of the little paws on the paper, and whispered to comfort him, "Nana is still a child...... It's actually quite sensible. ”

At least I didn't spit bubbles when I'm upset - that's a damn thing.

Isis took a breath, spit it out again, and continued with a blank face: "If you have learned, you should know that even the magic circles used by priests and mages are different, just like their respective spells. And this ......"

A gray shadow passed before his eyes. Probably chased in a hurry, this time even Norvi rushed directly from the paper, Nana let out a scream of excitement, flapping her wings and chasing after her, not like a dragon, but like a chicken.

“...... Nana!" Isis yelled uncontrollably.

A rainbow of light shone on the dragon's jewel-like scales, and the light spread out in the blink of an eye, merging into the inky runes on the paper.

Nana stopped suddenly. It sensed something, and cried out in confusion, "Huh?"

The next moment, it disappeared before their eyes.