"And then what?" the old man poked Wade, telling him to continue.

"Oh, oh, there's a little — uh — chaos here," Wade said. "I heard a scream, a bang. Well, it's more accurate to say poof, I- I thought that poofing was what happened to you. ”

"Me?" yelled the old man. "Smack?!" he looked at the Khandians angrily. "I've never snapped in my life!"

"Then I fell into the pile of feathers with Sethon and the big chain. I really have a lot of heart to find. Wade recalled his heartbroken search for the old mage's body, tears beginning to flow from the corners of his eyes again.

"But there's too much chicken feathers on the ground...... Outside, there was a terrible dragon making noise. Sethon and I ran to the door, and we met Robert, who wanted to come back to you, but Robert said no......"

"So you're leaving me buried under a pile of chicken feathers?"

"So, it was a really special funeral...... Wade said. "Scarlet Moon said, and Elistan. You haven't met Elistan, but do you remember Scarlet Moon and Robert?"

"Scarlet Moon. The old man muttered to himself. "Ah, that's right. Pretty little girl. A big, serious-looking guy fell in love with her. ”

"That's the river breeze!" Wade said excitedly. "Remember Rodrith?"

"Skinny guy. "Mighty mage!" said the old man solemnly, "if he doesn't find a cure for his cough, he may not be able to make it for the rest of his life." ”

"You're Aven!" Wade jumped for joy. He stretched out his arms and hugged the old man tightly.

"Good," Evan patted Wade on the back a little embarrassedly. "That's fine, you'll stain my robes. Don't blow your nose, I'm having a hard time getting it clean. Do you want a handkerchief?"

"No, I have-"

"Ah, that's so much better. Oh, I mean, I think that handkerchief is mine. It has my initials on it—"

"Really? You must have accidentally lost it. ”

"I remember who you are!" the old man said aloud. "What are you from Taiso?"

"Wade!," replied the Kande.

"I'm—" The old man stopped suddenly. "What do you say my name is?"

"Aven. ”

"Aven. That's right......" the old man thought for a moment, then shook his head. "I think he should be dead......"

"How did you escape?" Wade said he took out the dry food from the bag and shared it with Aven. "I didn't expect me to escape," the old man said thoughtfully, "and he said apologetically.

"I'm afraid I don't know. However, since then, I want to throw up when I see chickens.

It turned out that during the days when Ai Wen was fleeing, he had always relied on the pheasants he had caught to survive.

"Now, Lorana, do you still wonder where Sharivana is sacred?

It depends on whether Sharivana is willing to tell you. Because I have to leave, I still have a long way to go. ”

"Do I have to tell them?" said Sharivana in a low voice.

She was still on her knees, and when she spoke, her gaze never took off her eyes from Girsenas.

Evan followed her line of sight and saw the young elf's devastated expression. His own expression began to soften, and he shook his head sadly.

Ah, Sharivana clasped his palms together and pleaded with him. Evan walked over to her, took her hand, and pulled her to her feet. She put her arms around him, and the old man pulled her closer.

"Not necessarily, Ah Sharivana," his voice was very gentle. "You don't necessarily have to tell them.

It's your own choice, and it used to be your sister's. You can make them forget that they were here. ”

Suddenly, all the blood on Sharivana's face was gone, and only the big blue eyes remained. "But, then—"

"Yes, Ahsharivana," he said. "You decide. He kissed the girl's forehead. "Goodbye, Ahsharivana. ”

He turned to face the others. "Goodbye, goodbye. It's a pleasure to meet you guys. I'm a little allergic to those chicken feathers, though, it doesn't hurt my feelings. He waited patiently for a minute and looked at Wade.

"Are you coming? I can't wait for you all night!"

"Go, with you?" Wade shouted happily, throwing Hubble's head back to the ground with a thud.

The Khandman stood up, "Sure, wait until I get my package...... and he looked down at the unconscious dwarf on the ground. "Hubble—"

"He'll be fine," Evan assured. "You won't be separated from your friends for long. We'll see you soon," he said to himself, frowning.

"Seven days, plus three, into one, seven times four? Oh, it was in the era of the Great Famine. And then they will hold a meeting.

Come with me now, we have something to do. Your friends will be well taken care of.

Ah, Shariwana will take care of them, won't she, dear?"

He said to the wild elves.

"I'll tell them," she promised sadly, eyes on Girecenas.

The elf looked at her and Aven with great fear in his heart.

Ahsarivana sighed. "You're right, I've broken my promise a long time ago. I'm going to have to finish what I planned. ”

"Think for yourself. Evan put his hand on her head and caressed her silver hair lovingly. Then turn around.

"Will I be punished?" she asked before the old man stepped into the shadows.

Evan stopped. He shook his head and looked back. "Some people think you're being punished now, Ah Sharivana," he said softly.

"But everything you do is for love, like you have to make your own decisions, and that's the punishment you receive. ”

The old man walked into the darkness, Wade following behind, the pouch on his body shaking.

"Lorana, goodbye. Tyros, goodbye. Remember to take good care of Hubble!" In the rest of the silence, Lolana could hear the old man's voice.

"Do you say that name is Fei Capital? or Fei Zifeng?"

"It's Aven!" Wade said angrily.

"Evan ...... Evan ......," the old man said to himself.

All eyes were on Asharivana.

She was much calmer now, and her emotions had completely calmed down. Although his face was full of sadness, it was no longer the tortured expression he had earlier.

This is a kind of regret, an expression of acceptance of fate without complaint and resignation.

Asharivana walked towards Giresenas. She squeezed his hand and looked at Gilsenas with great affection, making him feel very happy, even though he knew that separation was coming.

"I'm going to lose you, Ah Sharivana," he said with tears in his eyes.

"I can tell. But I don't know why! you love me—"

"I love you, Elf," Asharivana said softly. "I've fallen in love with you from the first time I saw you lying injured on the beach.

When you look up and smile at me, I know that my sister's fate will repeat itself in me. She sighed wryly.

"But that's the danger we have to take when choosing this form. For while our strength has not faded, the shortcomings of this form have followed us. Is this a weakness? to love ......."

"Ah, Sharivana, I don't understand!" cried Giresenas.

"You will," she assured softly. She bowed her head.

Gilsenas took her hand. She fell on his chest. The elf kissed her silver hair, sobbing and hugging her.

Lolana turned. This sight made her unbearable to continue watching. She held back her tears.

Reminds of dwarves. She poured some water out of the kettle and sprinkled it on Hubble's face.

He blinked and woke up. The dwarf froze for a moment, then held out a trembling hand.

"Aven!" the dwarf said hoarsely.

"I know," Lorana said, wondering how Hubble would react if she heard Wade leave.

"Isn't Evan dead?" said Hubble in surprise. "Wade said it! Die in a pile of chicken feathers!"

The dwarf struggled to his feet. "Where's that tofu-headed guy?"

"He's gone, Hubble," Lolana said. He and Evan left. ”

"Gone?", the dwarf looked around in confusion. "You let him go, follow the old man?"

"I'm afraid it's-"

"You let him go with a dead old man?" Hubble said, carrying the package.

"You can't go after them," Lolana said. "Please! She placed her hand on the dwarf's shoulder. ”

"I need you, you're Robert's oldest friend and my mentor—"

"But he left alone, without my care," Hubble said. "How can he leave? I didn't see him go!"

"You passed out—"

"I didn't!" the dwarf yelled.

"You—you're unconscious. Lorana stammered.

"I've never fainted!" the dwarf insisted. "This must be the recurrence of the illness I contracted on the ship—" Hubble dropped his package and sat next to him puffing out.

"Idiot Kande, who ran away with a dead old man. Telos walked over and pulled Lorana aside.

"Who is that old man?" he asked curiously.

"That's a long story. Lolana sighed. "I don't know how to answer your question. ”

"He looked familiar. Telos frowned. "But I can't remember where I saw him, but he reminded me of the last home inn in Willow.

He'd heard me ......," the blacksmith looked at his silver arm. "As he looked at me, I felt a burst of electricity pass through me, as if I had been struck by lightning. ”

The stout blacksmith shuddered, and turned to look at Asharivana and Girsenas. "How is this going on?"

"I think the truth will soon be revealed. Lolana replied.

"You're right. Telos said. "You've always been suspicious of her—"

"It has nothing to do with it. Lolana confessed with guilt.

Asharivana sighed softly and pushed away Gilsenas' embrace. The elf reluctantly let go of his hand.

"Gireenas. She said with a deep breath. "Take a torch from the wall and place it in front of me. ”

Gircenus hesitated. Then obey her a little unhappily.

"Put the torch here......" she instructed, holding his hand until the light shone right on her. "Now, look at my shadow on the wall," she said in a trembling voice.

The mausoleum was silent, save for the crackling of torches. The shadow of Asharivana appeared behind her, and everyone watched intently.

For a long time, no one spoke.

The shadow of Asharivana reflected on the wall did not belong to a young elf girl.

The shadow on the wall is a dragon.

"You're a dragon?!" Lolana said incredulously. She put her hand on her sword, and Telos stopped her.

"No!" he said suddenly. "I remember, the old man—" He looked at his arm. "That's going to remind me.

He had been to the Last Homecoming Inn!

He was dressed differently, but I swear it was him! He told stories to children, stories about good dragons. Golden Dragon and—"

"Silver Dragon. Ashalivana said as she looked at Telos. "I'm a silver dragon. My sister is the silver dragon who fell in love with Shuma and fought alongside him—"

"Impossible!" Gilsenas threw the torch to the ground. The torch had not yet been extinguished, and he trampled on it with a thunderous roar.

Asharivana looked at him sadly and reached out to calm him down.

Gireenas flinched, looking at her in fear.

Ahsharivana slowly lowered her hand. Sighing softly, she nodded. "I understand," she murmured. "I'm sorry. ”

Gilsayers began to tremble and fell in pain. Tyros held him in strong hands, lowered him to a stone bench, and covered him with his own cloak.

"I'm fine. Girsenas muttered. "Leave me alone. It's crazy! It's a nightmare. She's a dragon!"

He closed his eyes tightly, as if he never wanted to see the world. "A dragon ......!" he said intermittently.

Tegus patted him gently, then returned to the group. "What about the other good dragons?" Telos asked.

"The old man said there were a lot of dragons. The silver dragon, the golden dragon—"

"We're a lot—" Ahsharivana said reluctantly.

"Like the silver dragon we brought with us in the glacial land!" said Lorana. "That's a good dragon. If you have many powers, then come together!

Please help us fight these dragons!"

"Absolutely not!" shouted Sharivana in despair. Her blue eyes glowed with rage, and Lolana couldn't help but take a step back.

"Why?"

"I can't tell you. Ashalivana clenched her fists nervously.

"It must have something to do with the oath you mentioned!" asked Lorana, "isn't it?"

The oath you broken, the punishment you asked Evan for—"

"I can't tell you!" said Asharivana in a low, passionate voice. "I'm horrible enough of what I'm doing. But I have to do something!

I can no longer tolerate such torture of these innocent people.

I thought I could help, so I turned into an elf.

Believe me, I've done my best. [.]