Ed's eyes were blank, and he looked silently, wondering whether to remind the two elves that there was still a human standing here...... And this human doesn't want to know so many secrets!

But...... No wonder it's so short......

He thought haphazardly, listening to Currell chuckle softly.

"You know everything. He said, "Speaking of which...... You wouldn't want such an impure fellow to become the king of the elves, would you?"

"In fact," Ferry replied coldly, "I would be more reluctant to put a guy who thinks he is not qualified to be king. ”

He looked up at the sky and turned to leave them with an indifferent back: "Since you fear the way of the king more than the shadow of death...... Then come with me. ”

His grudging respect for Correll turned into undisguised sarcasm. Ed stole a glance at Corell and touched his nose, a little embarrassed, but he felt that such a blunt elven elder was speechless, unexpectedly a little ...... Lovely?

Correll didn't seem to care about Ferry's tone. He winked at Ed, the smile on his lips sly and smug.

"You ......," Ed began, closing his mouth tightly.

- Did you do it on purpose?!

Currill smiled and hooked his finger at him, and quickly caught up with Fairy, and Ed could only follow with all kinds of mixed emotions.

There was still silence under the silver tree. As Ed stepped on the ground, Finway appeared silently from the shadows and whispered in his ear, "There are seven ......"

Fei Rui, who was walking in front, stopped, and his voice involuntarily paused.

Even if you have already left...... Even though he was no longer one of the Shadow Dancers, he still had an instinctive fear of an elder like Fairy.

Ed looked at him quietly, as if waiting for him to continue, and there was nothing superfluous in his questioning smile.

“...... Seven elders were trapped in their homes. Fenvi straightened her back and raised her voice slightly, "I tried using your blood, but I could only protect myself, not distract them. ”

Ed couldn't help but sigh. He stared at the mist of light that still surrounded him and refused to leave, and was a little dissatisfied—does he have to be alive enough to smell good?!What the hell is such a greedy and difficult little thing!If only Iss were here......

"Need me ......," he hesitated.

"No, I don't. Philee interrupted, "Just let them stay there." ”

"But if they're willing to help......" Ed looked forward a little - the seven elders, as far as he knew, the elders were the chanters of the gods, and the long hours of time gave them power beyond the reach of human priests and mages...... Although they may be arrogant and stubborn, they are still very exciting to think about such a powerful force!

"Even I wasn't sure which side they would be on. Fei Rui didn't know where this human's optimism came from, "You still want to think about how to control the Scythe of Light." ”

Ed silently bowed his head and pouted - you can't tell what it is, how can I "control" it

Until now, all he knew was that it was a tiny worm, as small as silver sand, but with wings as light and thin as Mithril and indestructible, and it seemed that it would never die, but would only dormant...... and division. Firi didn't know exactly how they were awakened or who manipulated them, but for spellcasters like him, the magic-fed and swift creatures were formidable opponents.

And the Tower of Silence...... It may have become their nest now.

The white tower was not far away, and when they approached, Xiaobai was already squatting in front of the door. The guards outside the tower were nowhere to be found, and the closed gate was as white as death in the night. The delicate patterns on the door were layered on top of each other, and at first glance, it looked like a pile of intertwined snakes, slowly wriggling, silently spitting out slender snake letters.

Ed was startled, and looked closely, vaguely discerning some runes hidden between the deep and shallow nicks, and the shadows that entwined within. The shadow was not a projection of the pattern, but rather a peek out of the door, and not even the starlight could illuminate it.

Ed rubbed his fingers uneasily. He couldn't be sure...... But this tower, dedicated to the gods, seems to be faintly emanating ...... The breath of hell?

He almost never mentioned it, but he never forgot the demon who almost killed him in such a simple way...... The deep black eyes were terrifyingly evil, and trembling seduction.

Fei Rui stood in front of the door, silent. His gloomy face made no one dare to speak—except Xiaobai.

Perhaps impatiently waiting, the white leopard let out a low roar, stood upright, and slammed his palm on the door.

Ed's heart trembled slightly with the heavy wooden door. Something vague seemed to float out of the wooden door in my sight, vaguely like dust that had been shaken off, but at some point it suddenly came to life and raised its teeth and claws...... It just blinked and disappeared again, as if it were just some kind of hallucination.

Ed was confused, but didn't feel threatened. However, as soon as his ears buzzed, the scythe of light gathered in front of him at a great speed, like a shield and a sword, like a protector.

- None of them reacted like this when Murray's dagger was about to fall on his head.

Fei Rui glanced back at him, and his calm expression didn't tell if he was aware of anything as well.

"What's wrong?"

Corell, who was a little farther away, seemed to be really unaware, "Can't you open the door?" If you really can't, you might as well burn it with fire...... Anyway, this door is made of wood. ”

Ed couldn't help but laugh - this elven royal family with a little human blood...... It's too much like an elf.

“...... You can give it a try. Fei Rui said lightly.

The irony is self-evident. Correll smiled disapprerovingly, and said nothing.

In any case, the wooden door was not opened under the slap of the white leopard. Ferry's muffled incantation sounded, and it looked unusually solemn in the silence. Ed should have listened attentively...... He still had so much to know and learn about magic, but at the moment, he was a little unable to concentrate.

The scythe of light flew before his eyes. Their movements are so fast that even the eyes of the elves can't catch them, and after a long time, in the darker and darker vision, there are clearer and brighter tracks, like thin and glowing silk threads, densely intertwined.

That's not out of the blue.

He thought he must have found something. When Fei Rui's voice stopped, he was eager to speak, but the moment he looked up, he broke out in a cold sweat.

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