It's a long division of interests and responsibilities, but at the end everyone is still in good spirits – great wealth is a vulgar but powerful motivator, even if it is likely to be a large part of it...... It's all going to be consumed, but it's a windfall.

No matter how you count it, they earned it.

Needless to say, even Kormit made a promise to provide the necessary assistance for his experiments.

“...... You know what kind of experiment this is, right?" Ed couldn't help but ask him.

The blacksmith folded his hands behind his back and smiled at him, "I don't need to know that clearly, I just need to know that we have a common purpose...... To protect the world, isn't it?"

The middle-aged man failed to control his figure, but fortunately, his face was not bloated, his upright facial features looked calm and resolute, righteous and awe-inspiring, and his words were righteous and strict, irrefutable...... Ed, however, saw a hint of cunning in the glimmer of light in his eyes.

A trace of the other party did not hide, and even deliberately let him see the cunning.

The young man opened his mouth, closed it again, smiled and tilted his head at himself. Indeed, there are some things that do not need to be known so clearly.

"It's you," Kormit lowered his voice slightly, "you're the Sage of the Water God, but you're ...... Is there really no problem with handing over such an important experiment to the temple of Anduhe?"

Ed was stunned for a moment: "However, they are more experienced with similar spells, and they are closer to the materials they need. ”

He really didn't think that much.

The laugh lines in the corners of Kormit's eyes wrinkled deeper. He lifted his thick palm, patted Ed on the shoulder, shook his head and walked away.

“...... What does this mean?" asked Ed, turning his head a little uneasily.

"Meaning, you're such a reassuring ...... Partner. Isse patted him on the shoulder with the same motion, his eyes a little sympathetic, making Ed wonder if the last word he was about to spit out wasn't that rosy.

Even Mock came over and patted him on the back, smiling and telling him, "You're fine like this." ”

Then, Borena, who hadn't actually heard anything, also ran to join in the fun with a smile and patted him on the shoulder. Only Ethan kindly reminded him when he walked by: "Since we don't plan to hide it, this matter will spread soon." Sean Fletche may not have a problem with your decision, he can judge what is the best option, but there will always be people who are angry or dissatisfied. And your little king...... It's really small. ”

Ed nodded in acknowledgement. He didn't think much of it, but it wasn't that he didn't think about the trouble. However, he patted his chest, feeling calm, only a little helpless.

No matter how critical the moment, all kinds of senseless disputes are inevitable. He used to be apprehensive and worried about having to deal with the complexity of people's minds, but now he felt that he could throw these problems into the hands of someone who could solve them, and devote himself to doing what he was better at.

He should hurry up and write a letter to Lord Balk, even if the old man would soon learn everything in his own way, and tell Shaun that, though he would most likely not agree to his bold plan, he would at least give him a chance to explain and prove it now.

He also had to write a letter to Naria...... When leaving, he said he would be back soon.

He always seems to be breaking his word.

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Over the next few days, Ed was busy fixing the missing parts of the circle and rechecking with Nigel how and how to scale the experiment—the safest and most cost-effective way and scale.

He was actually a little nervous. He knew that what he was doing was what Scott had originally planned, but he couldn't be sure whether Scott would help him or stop him in the end. He was willing to believe that everything Scott did, even if it seemed unintentional, was pushing and guiding them little by little to get what they needed to complete the final plan, but ...... But what he did, would the dragon who could peek into his soul really know nothing? how could he be sure that he hadn't fallen into the trap?......

"You're thinking too much. Expressionlessly, Iss told him, "Stop thinking, 'What does Scott want.'" If you think it's worth a try, go for it. If you can only be his enemy in the end...... That's what he did for himself. ”

Ed stole a glance at him, not daring to continue the conversation.

Time was limited, so he simply stayed at the Temple of Anduhe. The night before Mork returned to the Silver Tooth Mine, he returned to the City Lord's Mansion for a dinner party of "Good luck and farewell", and finally met Rye again.

After that night's fighting, Rye left Balach after only one day's rest, and even Borena didn't know where she went. And this night, in the brightly lit banquet hall, the white-haired old woman who was still wearing a simple linen dress and standing alone by the window also seemed out of place with everything around her.

She looked up at him as Ed walked over, calm, indifferent, unindifferent, as if it were no different from the little herb-smelling tent outside the temple of Sidney, and he was still just a useless young man who had come to her for help because his head was itching.

She didn't belong here, but that didn't seem to bother her in any way.

"Long time no see...... Are you alright?" said Ed's way of greeting was nothing new.

"Good. Rey replied.

Then there was a long silence.

Ed blinked awkwardly. Ryan was probably the best person he knew at ending a conversation quickly...... But he still stuck to it unrelentingly.

"I didn't see it with my own eyes," he said, "but I've heard that you manipulate plants like you manipulate parts of your own body, and that's amazing...... I know a girl, after the moon has risen—"

He pointed out the window: "She can turn plants into metal as she pleases...... She can turn a flower into gold!"

"It's useful. Ryan commented.

"Raven said that there would be many people like her, much more than before. She will stay at Stonebutch to help them understand and master their powers, making it easier for everyone to accept their existence instead of treating them as children of demons...... Do you know the white crow?"

"I've heard of it. ”

"Did Stonbutch who Saxes asked her to go, and did he let you come here?"

"Sort of. ”

Eder paused, finally trying to get the word out he hadn't known how to tell Rye: "Sackses...... It's gone. ”

“...... Dead?" Ryan asked. She remained expressionless, but her voice was lowered.

"Also...... Not count. Ed replied.