Ed was stunned—he didn't expect Risek to ask for his opinion on such a matter, as if he were not just "the Sage's nephew" or another failed Sage, but a mature, reliable and experienced warrior......

I have to say that if you don't need to guess whether the other party is real or fake, it really makes people feel good.

He was tempted to reply, "Someone should be sent to search" - Risek had to be given action to determine whether he could be trusted or not...... But thinking about the danger that those people might encounter, he chose to answer: "I think it's better to be vigilant and not send people to the city." ”

Risek nodded. Whatever exactly he will do, at least he behaves impeccably.

"Is there anything else you can tell me?" he asked, "any clues might be useful, though it's likely that Lydia just wanted to hide here to recuperate...... Until the Sage arrives, we must at least be able to protect ourselves. ”

“...... Recuperate?" Ed asked in surprise.

"Yes. "The Sage found her hiding place, but she escaped with her wounds...... The priest left in search of her and the other escaped necromancers, but we really didn't expect her to come here...... That's probably why she chose to hide here. ”

He looked slightly nervous. Even if she was wounded and fled, Lydia was not an enemy they could handle.

“...... Joan Shaw is probably in the city as well. Ed replied in a low voice.

A lot seems to have happened during this time...... He should probably know more before deciding what to do.

"And Jay Oylan, another necromancer...... and a barbarian undead. He searched his mind for anything he could tell Risek. But it won't make him suspicious of his news.

Something was clumped in his chest—it was very uncomfortable for him to be so cautious and suspicious of a man who had taken care of him like a brother.

"Oylan...... Haliat's letter says that your kidnapper is Hoan's grandfather?"

"Just the teacher - as far as I know. Ed corrected. But he couldn't help but suspect that Oylan was indeed Huo An's grandfather.

"Is he in league with Lydia?"

"It doesn't look like ...... We ran into the elf-like guy, and I took the opportunity to run away while they were doing it. Ed replied vaguely.

"Where did you meet them?"

Risek pulled a map out of his bosom and unfolded it in front of Ed.

Ed's eyes widened in surprise slightly—he knew the map, which he and Eric had scooped from Gloria, and handed it to Khaliat as he left. Now he could tell from his handwriting that the person who drew the map was Oylan...... Fate is sometimes so incredible.

To be honest, he wasn't very clear in his mind when he fled. I can only barely judge an approximate location.

"Here...... Probably. He reached out and nodded, realizing that the place wasn't far from the cemetery where they had discovered Gloria a year earlier.

Eric's face came to mind, and he wiped it away.

"Do you often go to the ruined city?" he asked, seemingly casually.

"Yes. Risek replied. "We send people on patrols every few days...... After all, there were undead there. ”

He put away the map and looked at Ed with concern.

"I'll have someone take you to rest first. He said, "You look terrible...... Don't worry, this is the temple of Nesses. It's going to be fine. ”

Ed smiled reluctantly. The Mists of the Temple of Collins...... And those cold corpses in the fog resurfaced in front of him again.

He has recovered a lot of things in the past few months...... But the only thing that can't be recovered is the faith he once had.

The room that Risek had arranged for him was small and quiet, and from the window there was a view of the silent ruins of Miaz Weiss, and Ed stood in front of the window for a few moments, never able to calm down.

Now he even began to miss the loneliness of wandering alone in the ice fields...... But Sio was right, what was lost in the crowd could only be recovered in the crowd - he could no longer run away.

Sometimes he wonders if he's just going to lose more...... But at least. Until he rescues Sercio, he has no room to escape and retreat.

There is a small mirror hanging on the wall next to the bed. For the first time in months, Ed saw his face so clearly. As Risek said, he looked terrible, his long black hair tangled together and dragged like a weed over his shoulders, his sparse untreated beard made him look like he was ten years old, his thin, blackened face was rough-skinned, his eyes were bloodshot, his expression was tired, and he looked withered, like a homeless man on the street.

He leaned closer to the mirror and rolled his eyes for a few moments before he was sure that the silver white of his black hair was not an illusion caused by the faint light...... He had even more gray hair than his father.

The shadow reflected in the stream more than half a month ago is much better than it is now!

Ed froze for a moment, picked up his razor and began shaving.

Are you kidding...... He's not even married!.

Seeing Oylan appear calmly in front of him, Joan instinctively stepped back, his face pale, his eyes wide open with fear, as if he had seen a ghost...... Even if he did see a ghost, he wouldn't be so scared.

Oylan's gaze only calmly rolled on his face, and then turned to Lydia.

"Lydia? He bowed slightly to the female mage who was smiling at him curiously, holding her chin and smiling at him, "I have heard of the great name for a long time. ”

"Jay, Oylan. Lydia gracefully stood up and saluted, "I have to say, it's not easy to see you. ”

"I beg your forgiveness for not responding to your invitation. Oylan replied lightly, "I'm just worried that an old man like me, who is about to go to the grave, may not be able to meet your expectations." ”

"I'm sure even just talking to you will be very beneficial. Lydia said with a smile.

"Are you done?" said the elf coldly, "with all due respect, we don't have much time to waste, and the humans will come back soon." ”

"Have you been discovered?" Lydia raised an eyebrow in feigned surprise, "or are there fish that have slipped through the net under your hands?"

"I needed a new body. The Elf's answer was simple and straightforward, "There was a young man with black hair who fled out of the city...... I can't get into his body. ”

Swept by his cold gaze, Huo An once again tried his best to shrink his body even smaller.

"Oh, your majesty, don't frighten this poor child. Didn't he bring us a precious gift, as he had promised?and, without him, would you want me to do the little chores myself?" Lydia chuckled as she pulled Joan to her side, patting him on the back soothingly.

"I'll give you a new body. As for our 'neighbors,' she narrowed her green eyes...... "if they do come to the door, they won't be able to ask for it." I thought I should pay a visit, but as an injured person, I really didn't want to go out. ”

Huo An's lips squirmed, but he didn't speak.

He knew that Oylan had taken Ed hostage, and that the only people who appeared here now were Oylan and Bazel, so it was obviously Ed who had escaped.

All the people here are much stronger than him...... I probably don't need him to remind them, don't underestimate Ed Singel.

Ed squirmed under the covers for a few moments before he sat up groggily.

The short sleep didn't relieve his fatigue at all—he felt even more tired. Every aching joint was groaning, and the head was buzzing like someone had been hanging upside down for three days, and it was swollen and painful from jump to beat......

Isn't he suffering from a fever again?

Ed clutched his head in exasperation and squeezed hard - that only made the situation worse, of course.

When did he start to become so vulnerable? During the months spent wandering on the ice field, he was so healthy that he didn't even sneeze!

He thought hard about it, and thought it had something to do with the "lock" Oylan had put in his head. He believed that Oylan was still alive, and that the mysterious old mage would definitely not die so easily. With such a distance, can he still control him?......

A chill arose in his heart, and Ed couldn't help but begin to wonder if Oylan had ulterior motives for letting him go so "kindly"?

It seems to be getting dark...... Or maybe he's slept until dawn. Ed sat there for a moment, unable to think of anything in his chaotic mind, and pulled the quilt straight over his head in exhaustion, and fell straight down.

After a few moments, he sat up straight again.

Sergio is still locked up in a dungeon - if Risek is hiding anything, his sudden appearance may make the boy's situation worse...... He can't fall yet.

He dragged his heavy body and climbed out of bed, only to find that a set of clean and thick cotton clothes had been placed on the chair next to the bed, and even the boots next to the bed were new.

Risek is still as attentive and considerate as ever...... It only made Ed's mood more complicated.

Suddenly, there was a strange sound from the window, as if something was slapping on the glass. Ed looked up and was surprised to see a pair of white wings fluttering outside the window.

He rushed barefoot, quickly opened the window, and a snowy owl swooped into the room with the cold air, flapping its wings and landing on the bedframe.

It turned its head to him, its round eyes full of wisdom like a human, and looked at him quietly.

“...... We've met, haven't we? You saved me. Ed whispered, cautiously approaching it with surprise and anticipation.

The snowy owl "cooed" and a tiny object fell from its open mouth to the foot of the bed.

(To be continued......)