“...... "Don't mess around!" said Ed.

"Take me!" Tess tugged at Naria's sleeve, "I can't do this without me!"

"What kind of thing?" Ed almost jumped, "What kind of thing?!"

"You've got to try. "www.biquge.infoNaria said very calmly, "What do you think Sean can do with two girls?"

"There's no need for that. "We have what he absolutely wants...... It's enough to exchange a little message. ”

He stood up and pressed the broken greatsword to the table.

"We're going to reforge this sword. He said.

For a moment, a strong emotion rushed into his mind, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry.

“...... Does it really work?" Ed asked in a low voice, as if worried about waking something up.

"I don't know. "It's said that it has never been used. Sean would probably wish it would always be a pile of pieces scattered around the corner, or promise that only he could own it...... After all, it is said that this is a weapon that can completely destroy even the 'goddess' he wants to resurrect. ”

"So, you're not actually going to reforge it?" Ed breathed a sigh of relief.

"Why not?" Iss glared at him, "but we can convince Sean that if there was another choice, we wouldn't go all out and use something so dangerous." ”

"I heard 'dragons don't lie'?" Tess narrowed.

"No, it won't. "So that's Ed's mission." ”

Caught off guard, Ed was dumbfounded. Tess laughed and rolled in Naria's arms.

"None of us can be sure if Sean really has any useful news there. Naria said.

"That's okay too. "At least convince Sean that we're in this together." I know why you fell out with him, but at times like these, Sean Frecher can only be our friend...... Or at least an alliance, not an enemy. ”

“...... If so, this sword may not be enough. Ed smiled wryly.

"Then return to him the body you hid in the basement. Isis said without hesitation.

“...... No!" Ed sat up sharply.

- You hid a corpse in the basement?!

Naria glared at Ed in disbelief, not expecting him to abuse her trust like this...... But now doesn't seem to be the time to add fuel to the fire.

"Is it more important to be dead or alive?" Iss frowned, "Give it back to him...... There's no way he's going to make it!"

"That's not going to work!" Ed insisted, "both the dead and the living matter!"

"It's just a dead woman you don't even know!" said Is, impatient.

"Her name is Chriss—and she's the mother of a little girl, too!" Ed said, "Think of what you said to Scott when you found out he was using your mother's bones!"

In a hurry, he was a little speechless, and immediately after reacting, he was terrified...... Why did he mention this!

Isis fell silent, his light blue eyes glowing with another dangerous color.

"Tsk!"

Norway subconsciously jumped to the center of the table before Naria could speak, stopping the sudden outbreak of argument.

The cry, which seemed ridiculous because of its seriousness and calmness, was probably more effective than the persuasion he uttered when he was still an eloquent elf—Iss glanced at it, and quickly deflated.

“...... Never mind. He clawed at his hair, "Whatever you want." If Sean really had that much on Felicity, I might have another way to get her back. ”

“...... You...... Have you learned necromancy?" Ed's eyes widened, frightened and apprehensive, ignoring the inappropriate word "infatuation."

"Not really!" said Is, instinctively denying it, tilting his head thoughtfully, "...... But maybe it's pretty much the same. Do you remember Mulder?"

Ed nodded. A wooden man who can make tea is not something you can see anywhere.

"It's kind of 'dead' once or twice. "After the old man died...... I used the spell the old man taught me to bring it back to life, and it looked the same, at least for the time being, even the tea it brewed...... If Sean is convinced that Felicity's soul is not gone, even if he can't revive her, it's probably okay to find a way to get her to talk to Sean - provided that you make sure that what Sean is doing now is not Felicity's behest...... Otherwise, there is a good chance that the situation will get worse. ”

Ed's eyes sparkled, and he looked at him with a look of adoration, nodding desperately.

"So......" Narya knocked calmly on the table, "Ed, let's explain the 'corpse in the basement' first." ”

Ed shuddered, his hair standing on end again, and Is's gaze swept across his face was undoubtedly schadenfreude.

The night is still so long......

Ed thought sadly, resigned to his fate.

When I was finally able to satisfy the girls for a while, it was not yet dawn. Seeing Naria and Tess go upstairs as they exchanged ears, Ed scrambled to the window, wanting to get a breath of fresh air.

Is, who had been sitting by the window, glanced at him and walked away.

Ed watched uneasily as he pushed the door open, and his heart immediately lifted. Before he knew it, his body had jumped to the door, trying to stop Iss from leaving.

“...... What are you doing?" said Is, glaring at him angrily.

“...... I'm sorry. Ed snorted, "I shouldn't have mentioned your mother......"

Ismu glared at him expressionlessly for a long time before he spoke.

"You know. He awkwardly said, "I'm not going to apologize." ”

"Hmm. Ed nodded, "You don't need to apologize." ”

Iss glared at him angrily for a long time, until Ed suddenly came to his senses...... He's actually apologizing.

“...... It's okay!" he said cheerfully, "I'll just do it!"

He didn't know why Iss looked angrier.

The angry humanoid ice dragon kicked him out the door. Ed touched his ass and felt inexplicable...... Then, through the branches of the laurel, he saw the elf sitting by the courtyard gate, standing up silently.

Finway ...... The young shadow dancer didn't know when he had returned, probably not wanting to disturb them or cause any misunderstanding again, and had nowhere else to go, so he simply sat far away in the courtyard.

Of all the people, only Isis is aware of it...... He was going to open the door and let the elves in.

Ed was guilty, but he couldn't help but be a little happy. He knew that they had changed a lot, but deep down, his friend might still be the kind and thoughtful boy he had known in the first place.

. (To be continued.) )