When no matter how good a friend is, there are not enough friends, and Ed knows this very well. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As soon as they found out that the girls were ready to get to the bottom of it, Nia and Fili immediately ran away for good reason, anyway, ...... "Ed knows everything".

In fact, Ed, who didn't want to "know everything", sat upright under the overly eager eyes of the two girls, full of sorrow.

Only Is, barely survived under his almost pleading eyes, sitting far away by the window. Ed couldn't help but pessimistically wonder if his best friend would leave him behind if the momentum wasn't right.

Nalya thoughtfully brought him a large jug of honey water, but it only made him even more frightened - it was clear that they were not going to let him go until he was left with no slag.

"This ...... It's a long story. He opened with trepidation as Narya graciously forced him a glass of water.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry!" Tess urged, slapping the table.

- Are you in the past...... Or the future became a bard...... Or at least the one who wrote the script for the bard!

Ed took a deep breath, encouraged himself, cheered himself up, and began to tell the story that was too long.

When he didn't finish halfway through the story when his mouth was dry and his throat was smoking, he realized more deeply how long this "story" really was...... However, the various details and doubts that were messily stuffed in his mind and had never been sorted out were unexpectedly cleared up little by little because of this.

The girls' eyes went from disbelief to a little dazed to him with some comfort—and lo and behold, he wasn't the only one who would get dazed in the chaos.

"So...... Were they friends too?" asked Nalia hesitantly as he poured water into his cup, unconsciously glancing at Is, "Ankeland...... And that flame dragon. ”

"Blazing Wings?" Iss scoffed, "the dragons don't befriend the elves - they're too arrogant to have any friends, and they're obviously just using each other. ”

Naria sighed slightly, unable to tell if it was because of relief or regret.

She froze for a moment, uneasy at the vague overlap between the shadows of thousands of years ago and the people in front of her now—Ankelan lost his father, Ed lost Valra, and Anclan allied himself with a flame dragon, and Ed and Eth were friends......

No.

She shook her head firmly at herself. Their relationship is very different and they are doing completely different things...... They can't have the same ending.

Under Ancrane's calculations, Blazing Wings is dragged into another world, the fabled Sea of Nothingness, where the gods are born...... And not many people believe that it really exists.

But it exists, and the remains of the old gods still float in it. The anger was so intense that Blazing Wing retained its consciousness, slowly absorbing the power of the chaos, and in an unexpected way, becoming another being that it had hated - something close to a god.

That's what its ancestors wanted to do but couldn't do thousands of years ago.

However, such success is meaningless. The gods have quietly drifted away from this world. Of course, no one is going to tell a dragon why they're leaving.

Blazing Wings is trapped in the Sea of Nothingness. It didn't have enough strength to break away, and it didn't have enough strength to break through the barriers left by the gods and return to the world it was supposed to rule. It has seduced elves as well as humans. The altar of the Arctic Light was destroyed by a holy weapon left behind by the Sun God, and the three-storied pagoda of Ston Butch was inexplicably twisted by a mad mage...... When it realized that Ankelan hadn't disappeared either, and was still trying to thwart it, an almost insane rage made it even more persistent - it wouldn't give up. Even if it could choose another world that is easier to enter, it must return to the place where it was born.

After repeated failed attempts, with unprecedented patience, it decided to cultivate its own followers, like every god ever had.

The power of faith is stronger than what mankind has gradually forgotten.

That can take a long time...... But the last thing it lacks is time.

However, when it was ready to wait for thousands of years, Scott was unexpectedly delivered to it, full of anger at being betrayed by his friend, struggling to disappear in the void.

It gave him a choice that was hard to refuse.

It can bring him back from the flames, so that he can avenge himself and fulfill his unfulfilled wishes. But he must help it rally its followers, prepare it for its return, and destroy its worst enemy.

His final outcome depends on how much he can do for it.

That's more of a transaction. Faced with the endless void, tormented by anger and despair, Scott made a decision that he regretted.

The only thing he insisted on never agreed to was to accept its gifts, to believe in it, to worship it, to become its true knight...... As if he had been a knight of Nyor.

But his life was connected to it from then on, and he could never break free again.

He was never a saint. He's just a tool...... He was a warrior who was on a desperate path with his own guilt on his shoulders - and there was more than one enemy he wanted to destroy. And he stubbornly believes that if anyone is going to pay the price and make any sacrifices in this battle, it can only be him...... Because it's his fault.

If it weren't for the fact that Ed had accidentally discovered too much and couldn't get out, he would probably have kept his secret as he did with Is.

It was indeed Scott's fault, but Naria could no longer utter a word of reproach.

"I felt like my head was big and heavy, like a pomegranate about to burst. Tess groaned and fell into her arms, "Why aren't any of those dead ones willing to die thoroughly?"

Naria gave Isis a quick look. Is's face was hidden in the shadows by the window, and he couldn't see his expression clearly, but he looked back at hers...... Calm enough to make her uneasy.

"I think Felicity actually knows something...... "Ed scratched his head, "when she was younger, she investigated the destruction of the Arctic Light, and the secrets of the Triple Tower...... Few people would associate these two events, hundreds of years apart, separated by almost an entire continent. That won't just be a coincidence. ”

"And maybe what she found is still in Sean's hands?" Naria guessed, "Wouldn't it help if we could get our hands on it?"

“...... What do you want to do?" Ed looked at her warily.

“...... Help Eren deliver a letter to Sean?" Naria replied with an innocent expression.

. (To be continued.) )