Iss grabbed it with his backhand, but couldn't catch anything - as soon as he got out of the small space, Scott immediately disappeared into thin air, like a flame extinguished under the dark waters.

He didn't even look at him more.

Isis stood there, his slowly withdrawn hand clenched into a fist, the air around him frozen in his rage. Before he could explode completely, Ed shoved the little dragon that was trying to get out of his arms.

When he realized what the moving gadget was, the blond young man froze in place as if he had been struck by an irresistible spell.

His eyes hung blankly, unable to believe what he was seeing...... And what he felt.

And between his motionless arms, the little dragon's dissatisfaction had turned into curiosity, and it sniffed its fat neck, which was far less slender and graceful than it had grown up, and after determining the breath of its kindred, it was relieved and bold to begin to explore its new territory.

It fluttered its four legs and pulled out the stuck fat belly from Is's arm, and climbed to Is's shoulder with a humming chirp like climbing a mountain, and stepped on it again and again with some dissatisfaction, as if disgusted that this shoulder was not as thick and strong as the previous one, but at last it was reluctant to lie down, and once again looked triumphantly.

It wasn't until it began to babble and slap its little paw on Is's face as a gesture of favor that the young man, who had been overshocked, finally reacted - it was not a hallucination.

His expression was still a little dazed. But when his fingertips touched the dragon's thin scales, indescribable ecstasy rushed out of his eyes like a wave.

"It's ...... It's ......" he stammered, unable to utter a complete sentence.

"It's a dragon. Ed smiled, "Is...... You're not the only dragon in the world. ”

Eth rarely mentioned it in front of them, and Ed felt that he might find it difficult to empathize, but he could somewhat understand how lonely and hopeless it was to be the last survivor of a race that had once been so proud and powerful.

Isis tilted his head sideways, and carefully touched his fragile-looking wings in exchange for a disgruntled and unceremonious claw, but he only chuckled and scratched the belly of the little fellow, who was obviously not very good-tempered.

Ed looked at him in a daze. He didn't know how long it had been since he had seen his friend smile like this, with a heartfelt sheer joy, so bright that there was not a trace of darkness.

.

This little life was born so that everyone was caught off guard. However, although it succeeded in stopping a battle, it didn't end there.

Ed remembered why he came, and he felt it was a good time. Sean, who was as stubborn as a stone, seemed to have cracked a few cracks because of this sudden little thing, and even if he didn't have much affection for a small dragon, its unexpected birth still gave him a lot of shock.

Ed took the opportunity to speak to him once more of Starlight, of the starry sky and the sea at the end of the world, of how the great life of the ancestor of the dragon had been laid to rest on the other side of the world, and its pale bones towered like mountains......

He brought up the familiar tone in which Xingyi spoke of Ni'o...... She even took on the form of a little girl in the form of Ni'e to face them.

"They...... It's like a friend. He said, not too sure.

He knew everything he said was incredible, but he just said it in a calm tone, not caring if they believed it at the moment. He also talked about the breath of life that Ninetoes had taken from Rainbow Bend, and the black magic ship, which had something to do with the fact that it would become what it was today, and he suspected that Ninetoes, while working with the followers of Nessher, had a purpose of his own - he was dangerous and uncontrollable, and they couldn't ignore him because he only roamed the seas...... What's more, now, with that flying ship, he can run rampant more than just the sea.

And then there is Muru Coto, the priest who sleeps in a foreign land, but in a sense has found his home.

"Ah, I remember him. The first person who thought of him was Paflo Quinn, a silly boy who was as proud as a big white goose. Did he live that long?"

It was rude to say that about a deceased, but Ed didn't care. The paladin was clearly not malicious, and he was not a man of etiquette in the first place...... And the fact that he could remember the pastor who had disappeared for more than thirty years was proof that he was not indifferent to his companions, although he was always alone.

"There is his sarcophagus on the island of the Holy Sepulchre. Sean said, "The name on the sarcophagus is engraved by Felicity. ”

"So she knows ......," Ed muttered.

Has the pastor's soul crossed the vast ocean to return to his homeland?

Finally he lifted up the slate—the other slabs they had gotten earlier and the symbols on them.

"Those symbols, they're names...... It is the Word of God. He said, "I can read it...... I can read them, but only when I see them. The symbols of the gods as we know them are similar but different—they are clearly similar in strokes, but they can be distinguished at a glance, as if they have been deliberately altered by someone. Closer to those symbols is ...... Used by necromancers. ”

He said everything. He no longer has secrets about Sean, or the people Sean trusts. While many of them may have been known to them for a long time, he wanted the meaning to be different...... He hoped it wasn't too late.

Before you know it, it's getting dark. When there was nothing more to say, he realized that he was hungry, but there was an indescribable lightness.

Secret...... Perhaps one of the heaviest burdens in the world, at least for him.

There was silence in the small room. Fili, who was already sitting stiffly, twisted secretly, and couldn't wait for anyone to speak for a while, so he had to rely on himself: "We...... Why don't you have dinner first and then continue?"

He didn't even eat lunch!

The frozen atmosphere was shattered, and Quinn leaned back, laughing, and was the first to stand up.

The smell of food came from outside the open door – the aroma of barbecue.

Ed's eyes lit up instantly. He could make out the smell of one of the spices, which he had brought back from another continent so far away, and now only Naria could use it...... and Iss.

If nothing else, Is's barbecue skills are no worse than Naria's.

He swallowed so loudly that Sean, who walked up to him, was stunned for a moment.

The old man even seemed to be unable to help but laugh a little, though the faint smile flashed quickly, making Ed suspect that it was just his own delusion.

He could tell Sean had something to say to him, but after a moment of silence, Sean spoke, "We'...... Let's enjoy dinner first. ”

- Sean Freiccher, who knows the word "enjoyment"!

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