Oylan looked at him calmly for a long moment. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Ahh He said, "You guessed it." ”

For O'Elan, such a simple statement is already a kind of appreciation...... Ed, however, only felt creepy.

For a moment, he almost shouted "Why didn't you shut him up?!" In these few short years, he has experienced various crises and escaped death several times...... The deepest fear in my heart was still the moment when I looked down and saw the blood-colored cold light on the tip of the knife passing through my chest, and I clearly heard the sound of blisters bursting in my throat.

The moment when you really faced death for the first time...... Like an indelible scar on his chest, it was deeply engraved on his soul.

"Why did he ...... What the hell ...... he," he began, his words shattered beyond words, and he could only close his lips again.

Oylan looked at him with an almost sympathetic look in his eyes.

"I don't know. He replied, "That's why I'm here." ”

"Are you looking for him?" Ed struggled to calm down, "Is Bazel with him?"

Oylan shook his head: "Obviously, Bazel is a little too eye-catching for his new adventure...... But he took the mirror with him. ”

"How could you ......"

- How could he get his hands on it again?

The unthinking question stopped because of a faint smile on the old man's lips.

“...... You did it on purpose. Ed reacted.

"He's obsessed with the power of that mirror. "There's no easier way to make him know the dangers of his greed and selflessness than to let him fail once and for all." ”

And he obviously doesn't care what kind of price such a "failure" will make others.

Ed leaned against the bookshelf, just trying to crouch on the ground. He knew that whenever he tried to find an answer, he would find more trouble.

“...... So what's the use of you staying here?" he struggled to squeeze the remaining thinking power in his head, "seeing your shadow, he will definitely run away. ”

"Well...... old man's eyes narrowed thoughtfully, "probably because I didn't expect him to finally find a big tree to lean on...... Although it was a dead tree without roots, it still had enough strength to stand like this twisted black tower. ”

Ed glared at him, his face turning pale.

That cursed name is on the tip of the tongue...... Perhaps he should believe that it really is cursed.

...... But that doesn't make sense.

He thought to himself. If it was him, why did he need to let Huo An do such a thing? He was obviously better at it......

"You know who he is. The old man stared at him," ...... You've seen him. ”

Ed doesn't deny it. In the presence of Oylan, trying to hide something is usually futile.

"You've seen it too. He forced himself to look into the other's eyes that seemed to see through everything, and caught in them something he had never seen before—fear.

I have seen it, and I understand that I am not an opponent...... That's why he deliberately appeared in the limelight, deliberately appeared in front of Ed - and he foolishly sent himself to the door again to "ask for help".

“...... You're on the run. He suddenly came to his senses, "What did you do?"

"If you can't hide in the shadows deeper than the enemy, then stand in the sun. The old man threw him a vague answer.

"As a necromancer, aren't you worried about being burned to ashes by the sun?" Ed asked angrily.

Oylan looked at him faintly, smiling without saying a word.

Ed understood—he was the umbrella that shaded the sun, big and stupid.

"Finally, once again, we seem to have a common enemy. Oylan's voice rang unhurriedly in his ears, "I can get your 'wrong' little king back to normal, that's easy...... But because it's too simple, I'd suggest you wait and see. Rushing to sabotage the enemy's plans before figuring out their purpose usually doesn't end well. ”

Another "ally"...... How fortunate - Ed's self-deprecation is bitter and powerless.

“...... All right. "The thing is, I'm not going to 'wait and see.'" ”

He met Oylan's cold gaze and didn't flinch.

"Dissolve those spells," he said, "and then we'll talk about the 'common enemy.'" ”

He can be exploited, but some cannot...... Some insisted, he couldn't take a step back.

Oylan looked at him for a long time, so long that his heart was furious...... Or maybe it wasn't that long.

"As you wish. ”

The old man spoke calmly.

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When the ice dragon rushed to the ground, its wings flew off a corner of the eaves - the courtyard of an ordinary house did not have enough space for a dragon to come and go as freely as a temple or castle.

Naria didn't rush out to complain about anything, but Ed immediately appeared at the window on the second floor, and waved desperately with the enthusiasm that he couldn't jump down to greet him:

"Isis! here, I need you!"

The ice dragon, who had just returned to his human form, glared at him, jumped up and grabbed the window edge, and climbed through the window.

He's in a bad mood...... And Ed is clearly not much better. They glanced at each other's dejected faces, and tacitly remained silent for the time being.

"What do you need me for?" asked Is, sitting on the windowsill, a little absent-mindedly.

"Like we said before, find Ankland...... And the sooner the better. Ed's expression was firm—if it weren't for crouching like a puppy on scrap paper, it would have been more convincing, "I've found a way, but I need your strength to ...... Uh, like, as an axis ......"

He casually touched a piece of paper, drew a symbol in the limited space that was as inexplicable as the original jumble of symbols on the paper, and began to explain it with his hands and feet.

Iss stared at his waving hand and fast-moving tip of his pen, but didn't listen much.

Yes, that's their plan. Straightforward, no longer bouncing on a myriad of questions, trying to figure out the right path - they decided to go out of it themselves.

But at this moment, there was a vague uneasiness churning in his heart, and he found that he could not be as resolute as he wanted.

“...... You know some things aren't 'fast', right?" he reminded vaguely.

"I know, I know......" Ed sighed and scratched his head, "but I'm sure...... It's true. ”

He raised his head and looked at his friend seriously, but his expression gradually became a little apprehensive: "Trust me......!" Is there something wrong?"

Iss was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"Nothing is right. He said, "But I believe you...... When are we going to start?"

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