That said, when he raced against the clock to get to Stamp Butch and managed to meet Sean, Ed always felt a little weak.

The temple of the water god was still empty, and there were not many people to be seen. What Sean sent someone to do, even Old Joey's people couldn't find out. After the fog of Collins rose, the power of the Water Temple was indeed far less than before, but once Sean appeared, he was still able to hold everything firmly in his hands in a short period of time, as before.

Such a person is indeed worth "using".

Realizing that he had unconsciously used this unpleasant word, Ed's heart beat a few beats - his guts were getting fatter and fatter! He dared to think of how to use him in front of Sean Fletcher!

Sean couldn't see the mess in his head, but he could see the look on his face. The old paladin leader sat calmly and straight, but his mood was a little complicated.

He hadn't seen it for a long time...... Such an eye did not have vigilance and suspicion, did not tense his nerves to face his Ed. He opened the armor that protected him, and perhaps still a little apprehensive, but calmly exposed himself completely before his eyes, just as he had stepped into the Temple of Collins more than a year earlier, with pure respect and enthusiasm, full of trust and anticipation.

After all this, the young man seemed to be back to the beginning...... Even he couldn't tell whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but the straight lines at the corners of his mouth couldn't help but soften a little because of it.

Like Brooke said, he couldn't push him any further...... He can't give up on him anymore like he gave up on Scott.

"What do you want to say?" he asked, not even as serious as he thought he was.

Ed, who had been stunned for a while, was stunned, a little unsure of where to start.

“...... I met Scott before the last time I was here...... And Nia. He spoke.

Before, and before before. Once the narrative begins, Ed realizes that he has hidden so much from Sean - although many of the things in it are because he suspects that Sean knows better than he does.

And all the suspicion is because he feels that Sean is just trying to use him from the beginning.

He speaks wherever he wants, and there is no structure. But from start to finish, Sean didn't interrupt him. The old man's cloudy blue eyes were still sharp, but when he no longer tried to hide anything, the sharpness was no longer unsettling, nor was it the unconcealed annoyance and anger that could not be concealed in the uneasiness.

“...... That's it. He paused, thinking about what else he was missing. He didn't even hide the infighting between the elves in the Silent Tower, he just said it vaguely. After all, Helenor Flowing Fire, the elven female elder may not be without the impetus of another force behind her, and the appearance of Saxes ...... And its purpose, not to be taken lightly.

Sean pushes him a glass of water, and he realizes that his mouth is dry.

"Why did you tell me?" Sean asked him, "I thought you thought you could take it all on...... Just like Scott. ”

Ed blushed slightly, though he could tell the old man was not sarcastic.

"Because I found that I couldn't take on everything — and I didn't have to. He replied frankly, "Not even Scott...... He just tried to take on more because he felt that it was his fault, that he had to make amends, and that the only thing he could sacrifice without hesitation was himself. ”

And he was more at a loss before the sudden crisis. He didn't know what to do, he fumbled through the fog, trudged through the mud, staggered to this day, only to realize that he could rely on more than just the few people around him.

If he is willing to raise his voice, there are obviously more people who can walk side by side. This world is not just his world, countless people will fight to protect it.

But he was loved and grew up, and he had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, and the biggest trouble in life was the conflict between his parents. He is lazy and casual by nature, and he has no ambitions, and he has never thought of carrying any heavy responsibilities - it is very good that he can keep the family business, not to mention that even if he can't keep it, as long as he doesn't squander it to death, most of them will not starve to death.

Even when he walked into the Collins Temple, he just wanted to be an ordinary priest!

It's not that he's trying to defend himself...... Such an ambitious man, he was suddenly pushed to such a high position, hovering in the darkness, above the abyss, and did not fall to his death, or never recovered, which is already very lucky.

He struggled to explain, though he didn't know if Sean could understand. Unlike him, Sean Fletcher is obviously a man who was born destined to be a hero!

The Paladin Leader, who was destined to become a hero, listened patiently to his ramblings, not knowing that there was rare kindness and comfort in his eyes, like an ordinary old man, facing himself not very successful...... But I finally know that I am not very successful, and I am preparing to work hard for my grandson.

The older brother of Ed's cousin's mother...... They really seemed to be a little related before?

“...... I know. He said.

Ed licked his dry lips and looked at him expectantly.

"Give me a moment. Sean's knuckles tapped lightly on the table, and he actually felt a trace of shame. He liked Ed's honesty, but he couldn't do the same without reservation.

...... Is he really unable to do it?

Ed wasn't much disappointed. He didn't expect to be able to release his suspicions with a single heart-to-heart touch...... At least Sean didn't look at him so disgusted, didn't he?

The encouraged youngsters are scrappy and look at Icabold with extra eagerness – another of his goals, and one that could be harder to break through.

The middle-aged priest quietly quickened his pace, he was really not used to this kind of look.

"Did Xiu'an-sama go to Hell?" Ed followed, opening his mouth to ask, "Did he send back any news?"

Icabold paused.

"Yes. ”

After a few moments, he replied without looking back, as succinctly as usual.

Ed didn't pursue any further questions. He changed the question, and his voice unconsciously lowered, "In hell...... Is there a god too?"

If there is anyone else alive who has thought of this question and dared to think about it, and even tried to find proof...... Icabold must be one of them.

Because of his always contemptuous and detached attitude, Ed had never been willing to admit that this unremarkable middle-aged priest was perhaps no less erudite and bold than Inglis...... and Oylan.

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