“...... Did it work?"

Naria, who had been waiting downstairs, jumped up from her chair and asked eagerly. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, no one answered. Ed gave her a startled look, as if he hadn't heard what she was saying, and hurried upstairs with straight eyes and rushed back to his room.

The look on his face that had never been on his face unnerved her, but it also prevented her from continuing to ask the other person relentlessly.

Is, who had already stepped up the stairs with one foot, stopped hesitantly, and looked at her to stop talking.

They had promised each other that there would be no more secrets, but ......

“...... Go ahead. Naria whispered.

Tess slipped quietly behind her, looking up. As soon as Is's figure disappeared around the corner of the hallway, she immediately stood on tiptoe and prepared to sprint upward.

Naria dragged her back.

"Not now!" she lowered her voice, but was unusually serious, "give them a little time." ”

"Tsk. Norway made an approving sound over Tess's shoulder, and the half-moon's little ears trembled vigilantly.

He certainly didn't plan to eavesdrop. It's just that...... In the middle of the room, there seemed to be a strange noise.

Ed pulled out a large pile of clothes that Dorian had graciously sent and threw them on the bed, and at the bottom of the suitcase, found the scroll he had stuffed there.

He had all but given up on finding any useful information from the scroll, and even suspected that it was nothing more than something that Oylan had deliberately thrown at him in order to get him into chaos, even if it was indeed written by himself a hundred or two years ago, and it was indeed the story of Scott and his companions who discovered Ankeland...... But it didn't have any practical use, and it didn't hide any secrets that he had racked his brain for a long time.

However......

Ed crouched on the ground in a daze, staring at the dark lines on the scroll. They look so seamless, as if they just came into being naturally with the passage of time...... Shouldn't he praise himself from more than a hundred years ago?

"You believe her?"

Is's angry voice sounded behind him, and he could hear the panic that lurked beneath the anger.

“...... I believe you. He replied, turning the scroll on the floor in a different direction and pushing it toward Is, "Tell me, is she lying?"

Isis glared at the scroll like a disgusting viper. But he couldn't deny that even in the dim light, he could make out the seemingly natural lines on the scroll, hiding the words he was familiar with.

Dragon language. An ancient language that few humans or even elves could grasp, the syllables were sonorous and concise, and the strokes were extraordinarily intricate. A long scroll, Ed's dense handwriting was enough to tell a story in lingua franca, and the lines that meandered under the handwriting could only hide a single word in the dragon language.

The one that chilled him the most - "killing".

"Kill Scott. ”

"Don't tell Is. ”

"Don't trust Nia. ”

Three sentences, three warnings from the past or the future, hidden on three different scrolls, I don't know what kind of mood Ed had, under what circumstances...... Surprisingly simple and straightforward, but with a chill and heavy shadows, Iss is full of anger and fear.

"That might be the beginning of everything. ”

The little girl with white hair and blue eyes told them.

"These scrolls were originally hidden on White Rock Island - Iss knew what it was. I stayed there for a while, trying to figure out who I was...... I was intrigued by these warnings, which had been carefully hidden, but the owner of White Rock Island was reluctant to mention them, and I didn't really care about them at the time......"

She then left White Rock Island and became a sage of the water god.

"I'm not a saint in the true sense of the word, but I can't say I'm not. Rabeja and I, we are twins, but we have very different powers. My power comes from the world itself, like those whisperers on Whitestone Island...... Like the crow, Rabeah's power, like the bloodline we inherit, comes from the goddess of water, Nyor. ”

But Rabeah died before she was born...... She became a voice in Felicity's head, accompanying her in a special form for a long time, until they figured out what was going on.

"I keep calling her Lily...... Later, she named herself Labai. I don't have any particular obsessive pursuits, and Korabea has her duty...... Of course, since she doesn't have a body, that's my job. ”

As the successor of the first human priest of the water god Nyo, an important part of Labia's "duty" is to protect the family of Christus.

"It's said to be 'guarding', but it doesn't have any special tasks, it's almost just watching them, don't let this clan die...... Lo and behold, the Chrysers family...... He was a descendant of Acton and Kama, and Kama was ...... when he became a Sage Already pregnant. The child was not dead, he was given to Rabaija, the Rabaiah of thousands of years ago. It was an accident, but in a sense...... He is also the blood of God. ”

Over the years, the power that has continued in the bloodline has gradually weakened, but it still exists. Helena Chrissus may be the strongest, but she can't handle it. Felicity asked Sean to bring her back to the Collins Temple, originally to help her, but it didn't work out.

"Neither I nor Rabaiah can separate her power from her life and soul...... She doesn't know magic, she doesn't have eternal life...... But she was a terrible prophet. Her eyes could see almost everything from the past and the future, even though she couldn't tell the ......"

In her countless confused mutterings, Felicity heard those three words again.

"Kill Scott. ”

"Don't tell Is. ”

"Don't trust Nia. ”

In the ancient language, it was spoken in a soft and ethereal tone like a dream...... It's cursingly creepy.

By that time, Felicity had a vague understanding of the origin of these words. After the gods are gone, it is their most important duty to prevent any overly powerful forces from taking control of the world. And they already knew who their enemies were.

An ancient ghost, an unwilling dragon banished from this world.

Perhaps the luckiest of all...... They are enemies of one another.

Felicity can find countless traces of their mutual obstruction in the past, and tries to find a solution to the problem once and for all. Sooner or later, the power left behind by the gods will run out, and one day not too far away, priests will find that their prayers are no longer answered, and mages will realize that if they want to continue using magic, they will have to find another source......

Until then, they have to make sure that the world is as the gods want it to be...... Freedom, until the life that exists in it, has the power to determine its own future.

The scrolls, which concealed warnings in dragon language, had long since been "borrowed" by Felicity from White Rock - the owner of White Rock Island would not be happy, but he did not want to turn against her because of this.

He just warned her like this:

"There are laws that even God cannot break at will. ”

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