"That's a great idea!" said Tess, "Oh, can't wait to see Rosa's face when she finds out they've been scammed!"

“...... Are you really friends?" Ed asked, skeptically.

"There are many kinds of friends, Ed. Tess held up a finger and shook it at him, "Many, many kinds." ”

"We need to leave a message for Is. Naria was still reassured, "Let him know that we haven't left him behind." ”

"Trust me, he knows. "If you're really not at ease, I can tell Mork that he'll be here for a while until the necromancer's business is settled - but he may not see Isl again." ”

"Did he call the dwarves to help?" Ed asked.

Dwarves and barbarians join forces to take on the undead - as strange as it sounds.

"Not yet, but he's already sent word to Tohar to the mouth of the river, where they have their contacts, and the dwarves will set off as soon as they need to. ”

For a moment, Ed wondered if he should stay and help, and then immediately vetoed himself. As the dwarves said in the necromancer's cave, they would have done the most if they left—this time it was true. They can indeed help cut down a few undead, but if they leave, the barbarians who are willing to unite to cut down the undead will be much stronger than they are.

He had clearly realized that he was not the material to be a hero, and that he could help his friends was already the greatest achievement, and that it was probably not his turn to destroy a necromancer or save the world.

"Shouldn't we do something to make Rosa think, 'Oh, they know where that ice dragon is!'" Tess asked eagerly, "I have an idea......

"Nope. "We just need to let them know that we're going home." You're always going to overdo it, Tess, Rosa will see it. ”

Tess pouted, "It's boring." ”

"Promise me not to do anything superfluous. Norway said uneasily.

"Hey, they have two mages! maybe they'll hear everything we say now!" said Tess. "I can also eavesdrop on what they're saying, and even the most powerful mages won't find out about me......"

"Tess!" Norway said aggravatedly, "Don't get in trouble. ”

“...... Is there really that kind of spell?" Ed looked around a little uneasily.

"Perhaps. Norway smiled at him, "But except follow us." They don't have a better option either. ”

Ed tilted his head and thought about it, it seemed that this was indeed the case, it was not as easy as they thought to find a dragon in this vast ice field, if it weren't for the fact that Isis happened to appear in the camp of the Blackmane Tribe, and Ed held the ice dragon's leg regardless of life or death, they would still be wandering aimlessly on the ice field. Even if we knew where the ice dragon's lair was, it was indeed a place that only a dragon could reach.

"They can also kidnap Naria and force Isis to show up!" said Tess whimsically.

"Forgot what Beye had said? He wouldn't believe it worked. Naria said. She wasn't angry at all, but a little happy.

"It's a shame. Tess sighed, "I really like the drama of heroes saving beauty." ”

“...... I guess that hero is going to be you?" Ed asked.

"You're not that stupid sometimes, Ed Singall. Tess said with a grin. "Of course! How could I let Don't Heart save my sweetheart!"

Naria shook her head with a smile and picked up a piece of meatloaf and stuffed it into Tess's mouth.

"That's it!" Tess said vaguely, with a happy smile on her face, "Sweetheart will always be mine!".

Not far out of the tent, Norway found him being followed.

It wasn't a barbarian arranged by Dutton - a barbarian's tracking was not a stalking in the eyes of the elves. Of course, if he really wanted to do something secretly. The barbarians couldn't keep an eye on him at all.

His followers were lighter, mingling with the heavy footsteps of the savages, and followed him not far from him, whether he went to talk to Hal or to Mock, or even as he walked to Dutton's tent.

As he turned around and was about to return to his tent, the footsteps were still behind him.

“...... What the hell do you want to do?"

Norway turned. Speaking to the stalker in the shadows, "If you really want to stalk me, see what secrets I'm hiding...... I shouldn't have found it so easily. Even Ed could hear your footsteps. ”

He thought that the other party would immediately turn around and run away, just like the previous times.

But this time, the other stood there silently, as Novi shook his head and wanted to leave. Suddenly came out of the shadows.

Sethana, the young sword dancer, stood there looking at Norway with a strange look. Norway took a step back vigilantly - he didn't come out with a sword, and he didn't want to accompany Sesyana if he hadn't fought enough today.

"Talk to me. The sword dancer spoke abruptly. Maybe it's because I haven't spoken for too long. The young voice is dry and stiff.

“...... What?" Norway asked rhetorically, confused.

"Talk to me, in our own language. Sesyana repeated.

Norway was stunned for a moment, realizing that he had been accustomed to using the lingua franca. Over the years, he has rarely had the opportunity to use Elvish. The words that were shouted at Sethyana today were often used by teachers in the Sword Dancer Academy to teach their students. Controlling oneself is very important for sword dancers who win with speed and agility, and too much pursuit of speed often leads to failure.

"What do you want me to say?" Noway changed to Elvish, his voice softening unconsciously. He realized that the young elves who had been driven out of their homes would only stay away from their own people—and that there were no elves in the north. He probably hadn't heard that familiar language for a long time.

"Anything. Sesyana muttered, "Anything...... Don't ask me why I kill, I don't want to talk about this!" His tall, thin body was as taut as a full bowstring, and suddenly it was full of hostility.

“...... Well, let's not talk about that. Norway said, in a gentle tone, "But maybe we should change places." ”

Sesyana nodded stiffly, silently following Norway as he walked to the tent that had belonged to Scott and them, now monopolized by Ed.

In the flickering firelight, the two elves stood facing each other, making Norway feel as if they were really discussing some kind of conspiracy in secret. Not knowing what the barbarians outside and Sethana's companions would think, the elf could only rejoice that at least his own companions trusted him—curious at best, but not suspicious.

He was sure that Tess wouldn't let him go so easily.

"So......" Normi pondered, "what the hell happened today, why do you want to do it with Beye? It doesn't look like a competition. ”

"I don't know. Sethana replied a little dazedly, "I didn't listen to what he said at all, so I ignored it, and then he suddenly drew his sword and pounced, and I had to fight back." ”

Norvi couldn't help but sigh, for some, ignoring it was already an unforgivable offense.

"I don't like that human. Sethyana frowned, "He's a madman who always speaks to himself. ”

“...... How do you know him?" asked Norwe.

"I ...... Got into some trouble in Visa. Sesyana's eyes flickered, looking a little panicked.

Norway just looked at him with a faint smile and didn't ask anything. The young sword dancer seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and his jerky native language gradually became smoother.

"Did you just get kicked out like that?" Tess jumped up and shouted, "That's not how I taught you!"

"No, Tess. Ed shook his head at her, "Norway told me 'I can't let you eavesdrop on you if I die'." ”

"He wouldn't say that kind of thing!"

“...... Well, he said, 'Don't let Tess know,' but Mock wasn't in his tent, I didn't want to be alone, it was freezing outside, and I had nowhere else to go!" Ed said sadly, "I can't fool you......"

"That's true. Tess said smugly.

"Anyway, I can't let you eavesdrop!" Ed said with his arms outstretched, his expression grim.

"You can't stop me even if you're dead. Tess said matter-of-factly, "I don't mind stepping over your corpse at all, really." ”

Ed had no choice but to turn to Naria for help.

"If you do eavesdrop, Norway will find out...... The elf might find out that he wouldn't be happy. Naria said.

“...... Should I care about that?" asked Tess. As a thief, she is justified in any sneaky behavior she does and never cares what others think.

"But Norway can also be angry. Naria had to remind him, "You know, he's really going to be angry. He'd always wanted to talk to the elf, if he lost the chance because of that......"

Tess looked up at the roof of the tent with wide eyes and lay back on the thick hide.

"I hate that!" she cried out, abandoning her plans to eavesdrop.

Ed breathed a sigh of relief, silently thanking Nariabi.

"Don't you really want to know what they're talking about?" Tess rolled around on the bed unwillingly.

"You can go and ask Norvi. Whatever he could tell you, he would tell you, wouldn't he?" replied Naria.

This sentence finally satisfied Tess.

"I don't even need to ask!" she said smugly.

"Of course, of course. Naria casually comforted and smiled at Ed, who couldn't help but roll his eyes and shake his head. Sometimes she is a little envious of Tess, even slightly jealous, but most of the time, she is happy for Tess.

Not everyone is so lucky enough to find that "elf" of their own.