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He hoped that he could completely destroy that more human-like soul, or crush it into the deepest darkness, so that everything that the fragile and false shadow once cared about would have no effect on him. But he knew, at least for now, that he couldn't. The soul was unusually tough, it was a shadow of himself, a part of him that he couldn't cut......

No, in fact, he is a shadow.

He is just a long, long memory that belongs to the deceased, instinct, knowledge, everything that makes a dragon a dragon, but not this body...... The true master of this life.

But they should have blended together perfectly, like generations before that...... He is locked in the deepest recess, just because those selfish and hypocritical humans can never accept a real dragon, just as a real dragon can never be in the company of people.

They are born different and destined to be enemies.

In battle, they are still able to concentrate on the enemy, even if it is for a different purpose. But at this moment, he could no longer suppress the soul that was angry and uneasy, and frantically wanted to struggle out.

He simply couldn't resist...... The will is simple, naïve, but it is especially strong because of some stupid attachment.

“...... Is?"

The black-haired human relentlessly called out names that didn't belong to him, walked up to him, and stood close enough that he could tear his body apart with a single wave of his claws, his face slightly raised in anticipation.

And he could hardly ignore it.

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Ed didn't really have much hope, and the eyes that looked back at him were still cold. But perhaps having managed to deal with a formidable enemy with "tacit cooperation", Ed actually felt that the coldness was no longer as desperate as the endless snow white of the Far North Ice Sheet in the middle of winter.

“...... Is it dead?" he plucked up his courage and asked questions that didn't pry anyone.

Iss didn't answer—but even the disdain in his eyes didn't look so hard to accept anymore.

Ed can admit without any psychological barriers, compared to Is...... Compared to a dragon, he is indeed quite ignorant, and even if he is despised, it is very normal.

"You're really amazing. "I had no idea that there was a point in the serpent's body that connected it to another world...... You used to ...... No, I mean, did your ancestors deal with the Serpent before?"

The disdain in Is's eyes was even stronger: "...... Who told me what the 'dot to the other world' was? It was the core of the serpent, and this ......"

He pointed to the black spot in front of them, "This is the hole pierced by the Sword of Acton!"

"Uh......" The self-righteous young man rubbed his nose in embarrassment: "It looks like it......"

Iss didn't seem to even bother to look at him again.

"So," Ed continued to cheekily speak, "this is a ...... to another world Hole...... Can you plug it up?"

"Why am I doing this?" replied to him again.

"It's dangerous, isn't it?" In his involuntary excitement, Ed began to gesture and babble: "Icabold said that it may disappear on its own, but it may also keep expanding, and eventually it may even swallow the whole world......"

"What does that have to do with me?" asked Iss, faintly.

“...... This is your world, too. Ed paused, unconsciously a little sad, "Although to you, humans, elves, and dwarves may all be invaders...... Although you may be the last dragon in the world, this world is still your hometown......"

He looked at Is's face. Although some scales still covered it, the face had gradually reverted to its human form. A human being who is still too young...... So young that I don't even know how to hide my emotions – sadness, confusion, faltering...... and uneasiness, all clear.

It's too much like a human emotion.

“...... Is?" Ed snapped back, "Is that you?"

He jumped up in ecstasy, and gave the other party a strong hug without saying anything: "Is it you, is it you?

At that moment, he didn't think about it at all, if not, he would be torn to shreds.

For a moment, Iss stiffened as a rock, but finally responded in a low voice.

"When? did you mean to scare me?" Ed let go of him, pretending to be serious, "Tell you, it's not fun at all!"

However, he had a smile on his face, and he was clearly a fool.

Isis reluctantly tugged at the corners of his mouth.

“...... So. Realizing that Iss probably didn't want to mention this at all, Ed quickly changed the subject, "This hole...... Is there really no way to seal it up?"

Iss hesitated.

"Let me ...... Think again. He said.

Ed breathed a sigh of relief.

"You must have a way!" his voice was so light that it seemed like it was about to jump, "You're so good!"

The corners of Borena's mouth, which had just come over, twitched at the words, and he didn't know what expression to show. This kind of natural, blind worship is even more serious than the "elven poisoning" exaggerated by Tess, and it is difficult to cure with any spell...... This man is hopeless, right?

He suspected that at this moment, in Ed's eyes, his omnipotent friend was covered with colorful holy light, so that he could not even detect it, and Is's mood was actually very low...... It was so heavy that even the brilliant blonde hair seemed to lose its luster.

He coughed hard.

"It's a nuisance. He cautiously pointed to the black hole, "Is it in a hurry?

"It's pretty damn. Ed replied, "But I don't know if it's urgent." ”

He looked at Is, who was silent for a moment and shook his head.

"It's useless to be anxious. He said, "I need something." ”

"That...... What tin?" Ed remembered the precious metal that Icabold had used in another way.

“...... No. Iss replied softly.

He barely had the strength to say a word more...... He didn't want to think about the other self who gave up resistance more easily than he expected, sneered and let his consciousness sink, in the deepest part of his mind, leaving a mocking whisper:

"When they find out what kind of you are more useful to them......"

At that time, would something he now struggle to hold on to, rather than be incomplete, become a meaningless joke?

The fear and hesitation that could not be dispelled were like sharp blades, carving a dark and dull rift in the depths of his soul. It doesn't hurt much...... It's just unusually cold.

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