Isis closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and desperately admonished himself to be calm, to be calm, to be calm...... You're an ice dragon, not one of those irascible and stupid flame dragons who jump at the first poke!

Every time he is controlled by anger, there will always be some unintentional words blurted out, and there will always be one or two stupid things that he regrets afterwards...... He had always wanted Alan and Scott to admit that he was not only naturally powerful, but also mature enough to rely on, but so far he could only reluctantly admit that he still acted like an impulsive and headstrong teenager, and even less well-behaved and sensible than he was as a teenager.

When he spoke again, he had lost his old momentum, and there was a disturbing pleading in his low voice:

"I just want to know...... Are you the Sage of Nesses?"

“...... Who told you?" Scott frowned slightly, but didn't deny it.

The heart thumped heavily, and it fell straight into the abyss. Is's eyes widened in a daze, and he looked at Scott in a daze, and the meager blood on his lips faded in an instant. A shrill chirp sounded in his ears, as if instinctively rejecting the reality he didn't want to accept......

"It's true that some people call me that, but I'm not really a Sage......" Scott's voice flickered from afar, as if coming from another world.

“...... What?!" The sudden surprise and the ensuing irritation made Iss suddenly lose his balance and uncontrollably plunge forward, "What did you say?"

Scott reached out and held him up, looking puzzled, "Does this matter? I know you hate the gods, but you didn't know I was a priest the first day......

"That's different!" Iss grabbed his arm eagerly. "That's completely different...... So you're really not some hellish sage?"

"It's not. Without hesitation, Scott replied, "There is a feeling that Nesses needs a Sage to guide his followers, and I seem to be the closest to him......"

"Don't promise him!" Iss blurted out. "Whatever the reason, even if the world is going to fall into hell and burn to ashes, and letting him fall into your body is the only way to save the world, or he simply wants to destroy the world...... Don't promise him! The gods are liars...... Don't believe any of his promises, don't promise him!!"

Scott glared at him, looking almost intimidated by him.

"That's not an honor...... He just needs a container to enter this world...... That would ruin your soul, Scott! Completely ruined! There won't be any glorious temple waiting for you. You will no longer be your ......," Isis gradually became a little incoherent.

Scott patted his hand with a wry smile and comforting eyes.

"Good. He said.

"No matter what...... What?" Iss stared at him blankly, wondering if he had misheard - it was definitely the answer he wanted to hear, but he didn't expect to get it so easily. Even Ed quarreled with him over this. He thought Scott was only going to be more stubborn......

"I said, 'Okay'. Scott's tone was calm and firm, "I promise you, no matter what happens after death." At least while I was alive. My soul belongs only to me. Even if it's the will of the gods...... I'm not going to let it manipulate. ”

- He didn't lie.

A smile overflowed his eyes, from the corners of his eyes to his lips, almost filling the air. Isis bit her lip, trying not to look too silly on her smile.

He was tempted to pounce and hug Scott hard...... But that also seems too childish.

"But...... Why do you want to tell me that if you do something wrong, I must stop you?" suddenly remembered the headless words, he was still a little uneasy, "If you are not worried that you will be controlled......"

"I'm just worried that I won't be able to control myself. Scott smiled helplessly. "You know, sometimes I just look at the end goal and ignore the rest. And what I thought was the right choice might not have been so right. If my arrogance leads to something bad and I turn a blind eye...... Calebrian is nowhere to be found, Alan is old, and who else is better than my brother...... And a dragon is more suitable to stop me?"

Ish could barely believe it -- so Scott was saying, he believed him, believed that he could make the right judgment, that he had the power to stop him from doing the wrong thing?

He suspected that he was now smiling as stupidly as Ed Singall...... But he simply couldn't control it.

The thought of Ed made his mood fall from the clouds again.

“...... Any questions?" asked Scott, confused.

"Nothing...... I just wish I could have a chance to tell Ed what that meant before he agreed to become the Sage of the Water God...... Maybe he'll listen to me, he'll always listen to me......" Iss hung his head, "but now, I can't help him at all......"

“...... Ed, the son of Valla...... Become a Sage of the Water God?" Scott looked shocked, "What the hell are you talking about?Where's Felicity?!"

"Dead. Eth licked his lips uneasily, remembering that Scott also had the same great respect for the white-haired Sage, "Ed said it was to save Borena......

There was a long silence.

Shadows hung over Scott's gloomy face. Iss looked up at him secretly, but could not think of any words of comfort—he was not saddened by the death of the Sage, nor did he intend to pretend, but at this moment, he remembered with some guilt from Scott's grief the malicious speculations and unwarranted accusations he had made against Felicity.

No wonder Ed was so angry......

Two hundred years ago, Felicity, who was still a priest, chose to let Ankramalamas Iceman go when he had the opportunity to kill him...... Aside from the hypocritical title of "Sage", she may not be unworthy of respect. And she may have genuinely thought it was a good thing to make Ed a saint.

Scott hung his head, sighed lowly, and muttered a few words that looked like prayers.

"Life flows like water. Faint as mist, as macro as the river and sea, forever in the palm of your hand......"

Isis was stunned. He seems to have heard this...... And, it was clearly a prayer dedicated to the god of water, could a priest of Nesses really use it in this way?

"You can help him. Looking up, Scott spoke abruptly.

For a moment, Iss was at a loss, and then realized that "he" was referring to Ed.

"Ni'o is merciful...... If it weren't for the last resort, she wouldn't want to destroy the soul of her most faithful messenger. Felicity has been a saint for over a hundred years, and she has always been herself...... If you've seen her, you'll love her. A little nostalgic smile dispelled the sadness, and Scott whispered to Is.

"She's lucky—the whole world has been quiet to the point of boredom for more than a hundred years, but Ed probably won't have the same good fortune. Iss shook his head uneasily, "I don't have the ability to prophesy, but I can feel it...... I can smell death, I can see the shadows in the sun, the long night descending to ...... Scott, you know what Lydia can do, and you've seen the gates of hell. It wouldn't be for nothing that the water god was in such a hurry to find another Sage......"

"That's why I'm telling you that you can help him. Scott smiled at him, "There may be darkness coming, but there has never been a Sage who has been friends with dragons in a grand manner. If you can help him through this crisis, there will be no need for Ni'o to come, and maybe Ed will live for hundreds of years like Felicity and spend a lot more time with you......"

“...... Are you asking a dragon to save the world?" asked Is, surprised, almost laughing.

"That's right. Scott admits frankly, looking unusually serious," Iscontia Christus...... Whether you admit it or not, you're not just a dragon. ”.

As he walked back to the front yard along the path that no longer changed, Is's steps were as easy as he hadn't seen in a long time - no, he couldn't remember when he had been so relaxed since he knew he was a dragon.

“...... Where's your brother?" asked Fili as he looked behind Is, curious.

"Gone. Isis put his hands behind his back nonchalantly, "He's still on business." ”

Filly tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, his face full of doubt.

Akan beside him cracked his mouth and grinned, and happily gave Isse a big hug.

"Looks like you had a good conversation with Scott?" said Fili, tentatively excited.

"Of course, because there is no such thing as a 'late rebellious period,'" Is's tone was deliberately accentuated, "we are all reasonable adults...... and dragons!"

"But I've heard that dragons don't reach adulthood until they're five hundred years old. Filly grinned and continued to tease him, "You seem to be only ...... your age Toddlers?"

Iss glared at him fiercely - he shouldn't have bothered with this guy!

"Is!" Naria beckoned to him from a short distance.

The humanoid ice dragon hesitated, not wanting much to get any closer. A group of teenage and twenty-year-old girls were gathering around Naria and Rosa, exchanging words and being overly curious...... Or not just stared at him curiously, the blazing gaze that almost burned the scales off his body...... Clothes.

"Is!!" Naria urged.

Isis staggered over and looked back at the elves gathered on the other side to avoid the girls' gaze.

It was like another world—the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed like the end was at hand. Linde sat on the ground like a statue, his face was ashen, Lance's sword was always hanging in front of him, Norway seemed to be trying to stop him from cutting off Linde's head or something with a sword, Tess pouted unhappily with a look of indignation, and Sesyana stood quietly to the side, looking at Linde with a complicated expression.

“...... What the hell is going on with those elves?" asked Iss, who finally couldn't help but ask.

(To be continued......)