Alan Cavo turned the corner and didn't take long to realize that someone was following him.

Not a crappy one, but not a particularly smart stalker either. It wouldn't be hard to get out of it, but Allen's heart moved, and he continued to limp and walk slowly, turning into a remote alley, and then simply stopped there.

The stalker quickly loses patience. When he heard the voice behind him, Alan was a little disappointed.

"Turn around!"

The ignored stalker raised his voice in exasperation.

Alan slowly turned around and looked at the man in front of him. He is not tall, but he is quite strong, with black hair and black eyes, a very dark complexion, and a somewhat flat nose...... It's a Southerner, or Southwest is from the Free City-State of the Southwest. With two thin swords hanging from his waist, he was a warrior, and it was likely that he did not know who he was.

"You're a long way from home, friend. Alan spoke gently.

The man was stunned for a moment, perhaps not expecting to be seen from so quickly.

He took a wary step back, his hands on his waist.

- Not a fool, but not difficult to deal with.

Alan judged quietly, but there was a smile on his face that could almost be described as kind.

"Is there anything I can do for you?" he asked.

The man hesitated, as if he wanted to turn his head to see something, but he held back.

- And companions, a little troublesome.

Alan adjusted his posture as if his leg ached, and clenched his crutches.

"Ingris-Neff. The man spat out a name he hadn't thought of, "What do you have to do with him?"

"Ahh The old mage. Allen had a look of abrupt realization, "I sent him something." ”

"What's that?" the man asked cautiously.

"I don't know. Alan shook his head and sighed, "Another mage asked me to bring it to him." You know that, too. I don't dare touch those mages, who knows what it will make you?"

"Another mage?" the man narrowed his eyes, "What's the name?"

"Pansy Toynby. Without blinking, Alan said the name of a strange and well-known old mage.

The man hesitated for a moment, as if he couldn't tell whether what he said was true or not, but quickly asked again, "What about the young man who entered the Yuanzhi Valley with you?"

"My nephew. A trainee mage. Alan said casually. These people probably saw them go into the valley...... But he was alone when he came out of the valley, and where were these people then. How many did you see?

"The old mage likes him very much, maybe he will take him as an apprentice. He added with a smile.

The man began to hesitate again, tilting his ears as if listening to something.

Alan had a slight bad feeling.

Sure enough, the man suddenly became irritated.

"You're lying!" he yelled.

- There may be a priest or mage among his companions. Can detect if he is telling the truth...... But Eren had seen this kind of spell, and many of it still relied on human judgment.

"Why should I lie?" he said, his eyes widening innocently, "my nephew is still quite young, but he's amazing!"

- That's not a lie!

"Are you looking for any help from the old mage?" he asked enthusiastically, "maybe my nephew can help you." He was a good boy who was obedient. ”

The man hesitated for a moment, then simply turned his head and looked in a certain direction behind him.

Another voice came from the shadows: "Let him take us into the Yuanzhi Valley, don't worry about the rest." ”

Alan wanted to shake his head. If you can't even enter the valley, even if you are brought in, it will be in vain. Do these people know who Ingris Neff is?

"No problem, no problem. He smiled and approached the man in front of him, who seemed to have lost his guard by now.

One-step...... Two more steps......

Alan secretly calculated the distance. But I heard a scream.

A thin figure fell out of the shadows, staggering two steps forward before falling to the ground, groaning like death.

Alan immediately picked up his cane, struck the man in front of him on the head precisely as he drew his thin sword, and rushed towards his chest with a long white light as several small balls of light emerged from another corner. grabbed the guy who was paralyzed on the ground and blocked it in front of him.

The hapless man woke up screaming. I fainted again, and the taste of the magic missile was probably not very pleasant.

But a mage hiding in the shadows is a bit of a problem...... Alan dragged his "shield" into the corner as he thought of a way to get out. At this time, his broken leg is particularly in the way.

But he doubted that he didn't need to fight alone.

From where the inexplicably injured man fell, another, taller figure flashed out, walking in the direction of the magic missile with the fearless, firm and powerful steps that Eren was familiar with.

Alan involuntarily stopped, and his chest suddenly became a little congested.

Scott...... That's Scott indeed. It's still the way he remembers, and he hasn't matured much with his beard......

Scott didn't even look at him. The next two spells landed firmly under him, but they only made him shake twice. He grabbed the mage who was hiding in the corner, and with two or three punches, the opponent lost the ability to resist, and then dragged it out and threw it silently in front of Allen.

He still didn't look at him.

"Scott. Alan made up for the mage's head and said helplessly, "Do you think that if you don't look at me, I won't be able to see you?"

Scott finally raised his head and replied sullenly: "Allen......"

"Looks like you know you're doing something wrong. Alan said calmly. The gods were above, and it took him a lot of effort to keep his voice from shaking like a useless old man.

"You're still the same as before, you want to carry everything yourself. I told you, if you join my team, you can't do that anymore...... Although there are no more teams now. There was a hint of bitterness and sadness in Alan's voice, and he had to stop to calm himself down.

Scott listened silently, his head hanging again.

"You can't do that anymore. Alan repeated firmly, "I'm not dead yet." And Is, you should know how worried he is about you. We managed to get him back, and now we have to follow you around like a fly without a head...... Natya's most hated person now is probably you, and I've been praising you in front of her in the past. ”

- Seems too long-winded...... He's an old man.

Scott smiled bitterly, as if half-dead, but still didn't say anything.

"That's how you Is?" Alan sighed, "It's not going to work for me, you know?"

Scott looked up again, this time finally daring to look Allen in the eye.

His eyes were still too transparent light blue, with childlike purity...... There is also a childlike stubbornness.

"Take him home, Alan, whatever ......," he pleaded, making it almost impossible for Alan to refuse, but also impossible to agree.

"He's grown up, he's no longer the little boy he used to be, and he can be taken away by me. He's a dragon, Scott, and has regained his strength...... I can't stop him from doing whatever he wants. "And he's just as stubborn as you are—maybe even more stubborn, and you want him to stop running after you and tell him yourself." ”

The last sentence showed a bit of sternness, and Scott bowed his head again and stopped talking.

- stubborn as a stupid donkey.

Alan remembered Calebrian's description, and it was really not wrong at all.

"Scott ......" he slowed his tone, trying to convince the donkey again, but Scott began to back off.

He's running away again.

Alan reluctantly realized. And he simply couldn't catch up.

"I'm sorry. You're right, you're always right...... Not this time. Scott's voice was low but firm, "I'll have to come by myself this time." ”

He stared at Allen, his lips moving silently, and then suddenly disappeared into thin air.

Alan stood for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh.

What did he tell Is?......

Still don't say it.

By the time Eren had finished dealing with the guys and returned to his temporary "home" in the west of the city, Naria had already prepared dinner.

This is the place that a friend in the city found for him, it is a small two-story building with a yard, not remote but very quiet, for only temporary residence...... For some time, they were a little too comfortable.

"Why did you come back so late?" Narya sneered, bringing his dinner to him, "Isse and Norway won't be back today...... I'll go with them next time!"

Novi has recently been searching the valleys and forests outside the city for any traces that might be left behind by necromancers. The last time he found a clue in the ruins of that elven fortress, he hadn't been very reassured. But another place he stumbled upon seemed to be hiding ordinary people.

He suspected that it was a follower of Nesses who was hiding from the pursue, but he didn't dare to alarm them. When Ise heard this, he stubbornly asked the elf to take him to see it, and Tess followed.

In addition to Akan, Ed and Naria also have other tasks.

"You're only going to mess with them. Alan unceremoniously told her daughter, "It's better to learn from Ed." Did you hear any news?"

"The priest here says King Joaquin doesn't worship the gods at all. Ed sat across from him and broke the bread into the soup, "'He treats God's servants as his own and will be punished one day!'—he complained. ”

Alan nodded, he'd heard of this too, so the order against Nesses seemed all the more strange.

But he didn't have much of a voice at Blackcastle...... He didn't want to take advantage of Behring's kid either. The young man is too honest, and he is also in trouble, and he can't be sorry for Selene anymore.

"And. Naria propped her chin with her hands, "Some say that Queen Kazia has a lover, and that Sercio is not Joaquin's child at all...... Does this count?".

(To be continued)