The ice-blue ring on top of Sisttham's head was about the size of his head, just the right headband for him.

In fact, it is also awkward for an ice headband to appear on the head of a grasshopper, but a blue circle of light suspended on the grasshopper's head is obviously more awkward than the headband.

"There's a circle of light on my head, which tells me that I'm a soul about to ascend to heaven?"

Systham shook his head vigorously, ending his ramblings.

As he shook his head, Systm noticed that the ice-blue circle of light above his head was also shaking, and when he stopped shaking his head, the ring seemed to have a spring attached to his head, and it would shake for a while before it stopped completely.

"What the hell is this?"

Heatham found that he could touch the ring with his tentacles if he was gentle, and the ice blue aura was soft and felt very good, more comfortable than the slime's gum.

But with a little force on his tentacles, the ring would be like nothingness, allowing his tentacles to pass through.

So Systm couldn't even get the blue ring off his head.

……

Systm constantly used [teleportation] to transmit spiritual messages to the ring above his head, trying to communicate with the ring.

However, after several minutes of continuous spiritual transmission, Systm did not make any substantial progress.

It's not that the ring doesn't respond to Systm, it's that the ring feels like he's asleep, and only sends a hazy and intimate emotion to Systm.

With no choice, Syst had no choice but to use his [Perception] ability to try to wrap his tentacles around the ring above his head to check the structure of this ice-blue ring.

To Sistum's surprise, with the use of the [Perception] ability on his tentacles, Sistrem actually checked out something from this ring.

The ring was clearly a peculiar being, and also had the concept of hierarchy, though Systm couldn't be as precise as an insect examiner.

Heatham found that the ring was between level 23 and 27, with a level cap of 120 and 150.

Judging from the level cap, this ice-blue ring is clearly a life that is significantly superior to an insect in terms of individual strength.

And as Systm used his tentacles to constantly check and wrap around, the sequelae of Systham's tentacles also manifested on this ring.

Heatham noticed that the ring was trembling slightly, and that the other party was in a deep slumber and was showing signs of waking up.

It didn't take long for the sleeping ring to finally wake up and speak unknown words to Sistm, the same language as the frost dragon, which Sistm could understand.

"What have you done to me, creature with frost blood?"

The voice coming from the ring is not as rough as that of a dragon, but a gentle female voice that sounds comfortable.

Systham twitched his chelica twice in embarrassment, and he felt the same emotion from the ring as the worm he had once destroyed with his tentacles.

I don't know if it's because the ring can't mate, but Heatham finds that the ring, like Shava, can't understand what that particular emotion is.

After a moment of silence, Systham did not answer the Ring's words, but instead used [Psychic Communication] to ask the Frost Ring, "What are you?" Why on my head? ”

After a moment of silence for Sistem, the Ring's mood seemed to have calmed down, and instead of uttering that unknown language again, she replied to Sistemm using Sistem's [Psychic Connection], "Strange psychic abilities, creatures with frost blood, I am the Agent of Winter, Ice Elf, you can call me Nelis. ”

Ice elves?

Sistemm was stunned for a moment, then continued, "Ice Elves? Well, Nylis, why did you find me? ”

The game world in Sistum's memories of his previous life also has little things like flower fairies and water elves.

But shouldn't this kind of elf have small wings, have a cute appearance, and be cute, right?

How could it be a ball of light and turn into a circle of light on the head, into something so weird?

But it's okay......

No matter how strange the appearance was, Systm did not feel the emotions that hurt him from the other party's spiritual messages, but faintly felt an emotion close to him.

It's not the ordinary kind of closeness, but like a relative, like a brother or sister in a human race......

"Contract."

Without much hesitation, the Ice Elf answered Sistum's question directly.

Systham looked puzzled and said, "Deed... About? What contract? Why should you choose me? ”

The Ice Elf heard Sistum's doubts and explained to him: "There are nearly a thousand Ice Elves sleeping in the Lierte Forest, but there are not many descendants of the Frost Blood in the forest, and your Frost Blood, although thin, is pure, and you should make a contract with the Ice Elve. ”

Sisstem's expression became odd.

Descendants of Frost Blood?

If the grasshopper had frost blood in its body, there would not be the saying that the grasshopper after autumn could not stumble for a few days.

Systrem remembered the frost dragon's yawn and the new organs he had grown from the cold breath.

It was his newly acquired [Frost Breath] ability that made the Ice Spirit mistake him for a creature with frost blood.

Having no intention of explaining all this to the Ice Elf, Sistemm thought for a moment and said to the Ice Elf, "Can I choose not to make a contract?" ”

The Ice Elf replied, "Yes, as long as you let me know before the contract. ”

"Huh!?" Sistemm heard a special meaning from the spiritual message transmitted by the Ice Elves, and he continued, "You mean ......"

"Yes, your contract with me is already underway...... Ice Elf interrupted Sistum's spiritual message.

"What!? I didn't even agree to the contract! Heatham's spiritual message was tinged with irritation.

The Ice Elf said, "But you didn't refuse. ”

Heatham was silent......

Refuse? How else can he refuse?

He's tried hard to get the aperture off his head, but he couldn't.

Sith remembered the [Frost Breath] he spewed into the ball of light before it turned into a circle of light, and perhaps the result was already predestined at that point.

Alas......

"What am I going to do after I make a contract with you?" Heatham asked the Ice Elf.

"Live, let the blood of the frost continue." The Ice Spirit replied.

Hearing the Ice Elf's spiritual message, Systm looked surprised, he couldn't believe that the terms of this contract were just that.

"That's it?" Heatham asked, confused.

"In the past few hundred years, it has rarely snowed in the Lierte Forest, which is why I have been sleeping." The Ice Elf gave a plausible reply to Systm's words.

Sistemm felt a long vicissitudes and nostalgia from the words of the Ice Elf, although the Ice Elf did not say it, but Sistemm understood what was hidden in the words of the Ice Elf.

"You're saying that your last contractor died hundreds of years ago, and you've been asleep until now?"

"Hmm."