"So...... He's not alone, isn't he?" Wade asked, rubbing his eyes.

"Yes, kid. He was very patient. He knows you still have a lot of work to do.

He'll wait. And he's heard all your stories, too. You've got to have some new stories. “

"He's never heard of this yet!" Wade immediately became excited.

"Oh, Aven, this is great, I almost died—again.

When I opened my eyes, it was Rodlis in a black robe!" Wade trembled with excitement.

"He looks so wicked!

But he saved my life!and—" He paused in horror and shook his head. "I'm sorry. I forgot. I don't think I should call you Evan anymore. ”

The old man stood up and patted him tenderly.

"Call me Aven. From now on, among the Kanders, let it be my name. The old man's voice became very wise.

"To be honest, I'm starting to like it. ”

The old man walked up to Robert and Calamon and stood beside them for a moment, eavesdropping on their conversation.

"He's gone, Robert. Calamon said sadly. "I don't know where he went.

I don't understand either. He was still not strong, but he was no longer weak.

The cough was gone, and his voice was back to normal, but it wasn't the same. He's—"

"Festan Dantilus. The old man said.

Robert and Calamon immediately turned their heads. As soon as they saw the old man, the two immediately bowed their heads reverently.

"Oh, less of this!" said Aven.

"You just like to bow, two hypocrites. I've heard you criticize me behind your back—" Robert and Callamon's faces began to burn.

"Leave it alone!" said Evan with a smile, "You're just believing what I made you believe.

Now, moving on to the question about your brother. You're right. He is himself, but not quite.

As the prophecy says, he has become a strong man who has mastered the past and the present. ”

"I don't understand—" Calamon shook her head. "Is this the Dragon God's Secret Treasure, does it change him?If so, maybe this can be reversed or—"

"It wasn't something else that caused him to be like this. Evan looked at Karamon sternly. "Your brother chooses such a fate for himself. ”

"I don't believe it! How could it be? Who the hell is Festan? I want an answer-"

"The answer you want, not the one I should give you. Evan said. His voice was still soft, but the hidden power inside made Calamon feel stressed.

"Be careful what you want, young man. Evan said softly. "Be more careful with your questions!" Calamon was silent for a long time, looking at the sky where the green dragon had long disappeared.

"What will he become now?" he finally asked.

'Oh, I don't know. Evan replied. "His fate is his own choice, just like you.

But I know about it, Calamon. You've got to let him go. The old man's gaze turned to Lena, who had walked up to them. "When Rodlis said that the two of you have different paths, he is right.

Go ahead and start your new life in peace. “

Lena smiled at Calamon and leaned closer. He hugged her and kissed her red curls.

Even in response to her smile, his eyes were still on the sky, and the dragons in the pro-Rakka sky were still fighting for the crumbling empire.

"So that's the end. Robert said, "The good guys won." ”

"Good guy, win?" Evan shrewdly glared back at the half-elf. "It's not that simple, half-elf.

The world has returned to balance. The evil dragon is still flying.

They will stay here, like the good dragons. Once again, the scales began to swing freely again. ”

"So much suffering, just for this?" said Lorana, standing next to Robert.

"Why can't we let good prevail and drive out darkness and evil forever?"

"Young Miss, haven't you learned yet?" said Aven, frowning, holding out a wobble finger at her. "Kindness is better than learning. Do you know when it is?

Just before the Cataclysm!"

"Yes," he continued, surprised to see them. "The Pope of Ishtar is a good man.

Does that surprise you? Probably not, because both of you see what a goddess like that can do.

You've also seen the fate of the elves, a race that represents the ancient power of goodness!

It fosters ignorance, legalism, and the belief that because they are right, everyone who disagrees is wrong. ”

We gods see the danger that complacency can bring to the world. We see that many good intentions are destroyed by such thoughts, just because they don't understand them.

When we saw the darkness, she waited quietly, for of course it would not last forever.

The overweight scales would surely tip over and she would be able to return to this world.

Darkness will come down on the world as quickly as possible. ”

"Hence – the cataclysm has struck. We shed tears for the innocent. We shed tears for sinners.

But the world must be prepared, for the coming darkness may never end. ”

Evan saw Wade yawn. This is the end of the preaching. I've got to go.

There's something to do, and the night is busy. He suddenly turned around and walked towards the snoring golden dragon.

"Wait!" Robert suddenly shouted, "Evan Uh Paladin, have you ever been to Willow's Last Lodge?"

"Inn in Verlo," said the old man, touching his beard. "An inn...... There are many of them.

But I seem to remember spicy potatoes...... That's right!" the old man looked at Robert, his eyes shining. "I used to tell stories to children over there.

Quite an exciting place, that inn. I remember a beautiful woman walking in one night.

She was a barbarian with blonde hair. Sings a song about the Blue Crystal Staff, which sparks a riot. ”

"Sure enough, you yelled at the guards," Robert exclaimed. "You've let us fall into this muddy water!"

"Boy, I'm just setting the stage. Evan said wittily. "I didn't give you the script.

It's all up to you to decide what to do. He looked at Robert, then at Lorana, and shook his head.

"I should say I made changes here and there, but - leave it alone. He turned around again and began shouting at the dragon.

"Wake up. You stinky flea beast!"

"Covered in fleas," Pyright's eyes immediately opened. "What, you goddamn liar! you can't turn water into ice, even in winter!"

"Oh, can't I?" shouted Aven angrily, poking the golden dragon with his cane.

"Okay, let me show you. He pulled out a tattered spellbook and began to flip through the pages.

"Fireball...... Fireball ...... I know it's written here. ”

Are you ready?" the old dragon asked coldly, spreading his tattered wings before he could answer.

He kept shaking them, trying to get the blood circulating, ready to take off.

"Wait, my hat!" shouted Evan in panic.

Too late. The dragon's wings began to flapp, and it staggered into the air.

After floating beside the cliff for a while, Wright caught the updraft and flew into the night sky.

"Stop!

"Aven!" Wade shouted.

"My hat!" shouted the mage.

Aven!" Wade shouted again. "It's—"

But the two guys have already flown away. Soon they were golden dots, and the dragon's scales glistened in the moonlight on Thorin's end.

On your head," the Kander whispered to himself.

Everyone watched quietly and turned around.

"Do me a favor, Calamon, okay?" asked Robert.

He took off his armor piece by piece and threw it off the cliff. "What about yours?"

I think I'm going to wear it for a while. We still have a long way to go, and I'm afraid it will be very difficult and dangerous.

"Calamon compares to a city in flames. "Rodrith is right. Dragonmen don't become less evil just because they leave after darkness.

"Where are you going?" said Robert, taking a deep breath. The night breeze is gentle and warm, bringing the breath of spring to all things growing.

He finally broke free from his hated armor and sat down under a bush of trees overlooking the temple.

Lolana sat down close to him, but didn't lean against him. He folded his hands on his knees, propped them up, and looked thoughtfully at the plain in front of him.

"Lena and I have already discussed it. Calamon sat down beside Robert.

He and Lena looked at each other, reluctant to speak.

After a few moments, Calamon cleared his throat, "We're going back to Willow, Robert." I think that means we have to separate—"

He couldn't go on. "We knew you would come back to Karaman. Lena glanced at Lorana. "We talked about going with you.

After all, there's a flying fortress there, and there are those dragonmen who have no leader.

We'd also love to see River Breeze, Scarlet Moon, and Girsenas. But—"

"I want to go home, Robert. Calamon said heavily. "I know it's not easy to go back and see Willow completely destroyed by the flames—" he added, anticipating what Robert would say.

"But I thought about what Albert and the elves would think when they returned to Sivanasti.

I'm glad my hometown didn't turn out like that – a living nightmare. Robert, they're going to need me in Willow, Robert, need my help rebuilding.

They need my strength. I- I'm used to: someone needs me ......"

Lena pressed her face against his arm, and he gently stroked his hair. Robert nodded understandingly.

He would love to see Jinglas again, but it wasn't his hometown. Not anymore. Without Anton and Hubble...... There are others, not the same anymore.

"What about you, Wade?" Robert smiled as he looked at the Kander who was dragging a freshly filled bag of water bladders.

"Would you like to come with us to Karaman City?"

Wade blushed. "No, Robert," he said uncomfortably.