Chapter 771: The Language of Fire (Part II)
The stars are reflected on the calm lake, and the night breeze is cool, but it cannot extinguish the flame burning in the heart. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Iss stood by the lake with his arms crossed for a long time, only to feel more and more irritable. He picked up a stone from the ground and threw it at the surface of the lake—a few years ago, when he was running around after the damn bald mage, he saw a group of grown men giggling like children playing such a boring game on the edge of the Sword Lake, as if to see who threw the stone that bounced the most and jumped the farthest on the lake...... It wasn't a pretty picture, but for some reason it left a deep impression on him.
But the stones he threw whistled across the not wide lake, and smashed straight into the bushes on the other side of the lake, startling a fat wild bird—which did nothing to calm the anger he had easily provoked.
Once again, he folded his arms with a gloomy face and continued to get angry, until there was a rustling sound behind him.
Someone hesitated to turn around not far from him, never speaking.
Isis lost his patience. He turned and walked over a few steps, stabbing his face in front of Ed with a cold face.
I hadn't seen it for a few months, and Ed had lost so much weight that it seemed like his whole person had shrunk in a circle. He held the half-elf cane, craned his shoulders, looked up at him with a worried expression, and a stiff smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, looking a little pitiful.
...... He can't be soft-hearted because of that.
"He told you. Isis said, his voice as cold as ice.
It was a crisp blow that worked - Ed's already large eyes instantly widened in confusion and panic, like a frightened owl, and even his unkempt black hair almost stood on end. The bright moonlight clearly illuminated the various speculations and unconcealed emptiness in his rolling eyes...... It was so clear that Iss could hear the wail in his heart.
"He told you everything, but he wouldn't tell me. ”
Although he had expected this, confirming this still made Iss angry and frustrated.
"No...... Not really...... "Ed's cold sweat broke out, and he struggled to tell the difference, "he didn't tell me anything, he really ......"
At the even colder gaze of Is, he closed his mouth in embarrassment, realizing that such a distinction was pointless.
“...... But that's not because I don't believe you. It was a long time before he whispered again, "You know not. ”
"He doesn't believe that I can help him, or even that I can protect myself, like I'm still a hatchling that only curls up in its shell and bites its tail!" Iss raised an eyebrow in annoyance, "So, I said he didn't believe me, what's wrong?"
Ed looked down at his toes, afraid to speak.
“...... Whatever. Isis gritted his teeth, "I don't need him to believe it!"
He reached out and rubrantly pressed Ed's forehead back, forcing him to look up into his eyes.
"Tell me, what the hell are you doing?" he said, "don't lie—you can't lie even a dog!"
"But...... I swore it!" Ed's face wrinkled in bitterness.
"After you swore that there would be no secrets between us, you swore to Scott that you would keep a secret from me for him?" Iss looked down at him, scoffing, "Ed Singall, you've broken your oath anyway!"
This was an unexpected attack. Ed blinked desperately, his mind was in a mess, he always felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, but it sounded absolutely completely his fault. That made his already undetermined resolve collapse like a riverbank washed away by a torrential rain. To make matters worse, Scott also ran away...... Even the little fear that could be used to stop him was weakened by being too far away, and in its place was the imminent horror brought about by the thunderous outburst that Iss knew that "Scott was running again".
Filly was right—and Filly was always right—that he should have gone into hiding.
"So ......"
Is's face was closer, and a pair of undeniable golden eyes completely occupied his sight:
"Are you going to say it or not?"
Ed sadly felt that he was probably not far from the charred deer in the kitchen, with a sad fate.
Even though Scott, who suddenly appeared in front of him, was still wearing the white robe of the priest of the water god, Copas Fenton's calm expression did not change in the slightest.
He nodded slightly to Scott, his gaze swept over the aqua blue sign, and he didn't say anything, just pointed to the ground.
The emblem of another deity still burned on the hard stone floor, bright and fiery golden red, but indescribably cold.
"He's gone. "Just when the flame is lit...... Wish you knew what that meant. ”
Scott stared silently for a moment, unconsciously looking away from the flames, and looking up at the dark and cramped room, not much better than the dungeon, it was hard to believe that Ante Bofford, the former king, could endure it...... No matter how soft the bed was, no matter how delicious the food, he didn't feel anything anymore, and his pride probably wouldn't allow him to be trapped in such a humble place in humiliation.
What kind of promise did he get?
"You're in a hurry to find me for this?" Suppressing the uneasiness in his heart, Scott frowned impatiently.
“...... Not. Copas replied calmly, "But you'd better change your clothes first." ”
Another new, more status-fitting white robe was no more comfortable to wear than the old robe that didn't fit properly. Scott silently followed Kopas to the halls of the Sidney Temple, having learned to ignore the believers who hastily retreated to the side, kneeling in awe.
The nights in the north, even in the middle of summer, are much cooler than those in the south. The halls of the temple were unusually hot and stuffy with the countless burning torches and the crowds.
Scott and Copas stayed in the shadows of the hallway, with no intention of alarming more people—they weren't there to be cheers, bows, and supplications.
The flickering light of the fire does not illuminate the high dome, but it makes the jewels that are set in the dome and symbolize the stars shine more brightly.
And the most dazzling of them all is a fiery red gem, just west of the dome...... It was once imperceptibly dim, but now it is so brilliant that it seems to have robbed it of all the brilliance of the stars.
"Whatever you do, I think you succeeded. ”
Copas had a rare hint of excitement in his voice, which sounded like sarcasm to Scott's ears.
But he couldn't refute it, he couldn't deny it, he could only look up at the non-existent star, and hold on to the faint hope in his heart.
. (To be continued.) )