Butos rode Beatrice slowly in the direction of the Ancient Frost Palace.

I don't know why, Butos always felt a sense of loss in his heart.

It would take at least a day and a half to fly from Tenosdia to the Ancient Frost Palace, and at every moment of the day and a half, Butos was thinking about Ashley.

Unbeknownst to Butos, however, the Duke of Ciel had already begun to prepare for Ashley's wedding.

As the air grew colder, Butos got closer and closer to the Ancient Frost Palace.

"Sooner than Triser, we promised Ashley to go to her in two weeks' time. Butos commanded softly.

Although Bitrice was a little unhappy, he still chose to obey Butos's orders, and flapped his wings vigorously and flew towards the Ancient Frost Palace.

In the white clouds, Butos heard the sound of the army fighting before he could see the palace.

"What's going on?" asked Butos, in his mind.

Bitrice glided in the direction of the sound, and after seeing through the clouds, Butos saw the fierce battle.

A coalition of humans, elves, and dwarves has camped in front of the gates of the Old Frost Palace, and on the frontal battlefield, the dwarves are fighting the orcs as the main force. The dwarf king Handa, who couldn't exert his full strength last time, finally came into use this time, and every time Handa swung the hammer, his strength would be like a meteorite. Orc warriors who are attacked can suffer heavy injuries that are difficult to recover, even if they are extremely strong.

"This is the power of our dwarves! Don't let these orcs underestimate us dwarves!" Handa roared from the frontal battlefield, but he didn't seem to notice a powerful arrow coming at him.

Butos hurriedly rode Bitrice to rush over, and as he dived, Butos unleashed a thunderbolt to knock down the powerful arrow that shot at Handa.

"Oh, Butos, the adventurer!" said Handa in surprise as he swung his hammer, "Go to the gate of the palace!

Butos couldn't help but be slightly stunned, but Bitrice was still flying towards the Ancient Frost Palace.

"Eramus needs my help, why?" Butos suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart.

Bitrice sped towards the Ancient Frost Palace, and Butos looked far away at the gates of the Ancient Frost Palace, only to see that the humans and elves seemed to have been lined up there for a long time.

Ferasr was keenly aware of Butos' arrival, and he shouted to the elven archers around him, "It's Butos the Adventurer!"

The elves were well-trained to put away their bows and backhands, and lined up in two columns to meet Butos, who was about to land.

As soon as Butos landed on the icy ground, he retracted the huge Bitrice.

"Your Highness the Elven King, where is Eramus, what is going on?" Butos simply greeted, after all, there was not much etiquette on the battlefield.

Filas reassured, "Don't be in a hurry, Adventurer Butos. I need to let you know about the situation first. ”

Butos nodded, his eyes still revealing anxiety.

"After you set out on your way to find the Frost Relic, Eramus gathered an army of elves and dwarves and stationed them in order to prevent the worst from happening. Handa and I are tasked with guarding the gates of the Ancient Frost Palace, preventing any orcs from approaching it. "And Erasmus, having arranged all this, went alone to the Wild North, where he decided to assist Dannuga in recovering his tribe. However, in the process of regaining the clan, Eramus inevitably clashed with the voodoo shaman Yerusal. DURING HIS FIGHT WITH YARUSAR, IRAMUS WAS UNFORTUNATE ENOUGH TO BE ATTACKED BY MOSIHRZA. Eramos's soul was shattered, and he was left with only a breathing body. ”

"How so!" Butos' eyes widened, knowing that just a few days ago, Butos had been able to communicate with Eramus through the necklace.

Filas sighed and said, "We don't know exactly what happened, but just a week ago, Iramós's body was sent by a snow ape, and what we know is also what the snow ape conveyed to us. ”

"How is this possible?" Butos found it hard to believe what Filasr said, "Just the day before yesterday, I was able to contact Erasmus!" Butos took off the necklace around his neck and handed it to Ferasr.

After examining the necklace, Filas said with a little joy, "That's right, that's what we need." Only this necklace can save Eramus!"

Butos's heart was both anxious and dazed, and he still didn't quite know what was going on.

Ferasr handed the necklace to Butos and said, "This is Eramus's triumphant spell - soul diversion. He can separate a part of his soul with spells, and the one who has always been in touch with you in this necklace is the diversioned soul of Eramus. ”

"Then why didn't he tell me? Ilamós only told me that he could contact me through this. As he spoke, Butos thought back to the first time he had seen Eramus, who was also one of Eramus's doppelgangers in the palace.

"That's because he wants you to concentrate on finding the Frost Relic," Filas speculated, "and now it seems that this is also a means for Eramós to protect himself, as long as a part of his soul remains, then he may be resurrected." It seems that he had long anticipated that he might be in danger. ”

Butos's brow furrowed, "Where is Eramus, how can I save him?"

At this moment, a Terran soldier suddenly ran over and handed a vellum letter to Filasr: "Your Highness the Elven King, this was just dropped by a snow sculpture. ”

Filas unfolded the vellum letter and read it quickly with his emerald green eyes.

After reading it, Filas couldn't help but smile slightly: "Danuga's troops are gathering and are expected to raid the rear of the Yarusar army in two days. And two days of defense is more than enough for our coalition forces. ”

Feras turned his head again and said to Butos: "Now, your mission is to save Ilamos. Middle-earth could not do without such a powerful mage. ”

Butos's gaze couldn't help but drop slightly, but he still reluctantly agreed: "I think I should be able to ......"

Filasr seemed to see Butos's frustration, and he comforted, "You don't have to blame yourself for the Frost Relic. Things never go the way they were supposed to, and what we have to do is make bad things stop being bad. ”

Ferasr continued: "Eramus is lying in the tent now, and I will tell you what to do. Butos, I believe in you. ”

With that, Feras walked towards a tent full of guards, and Butos slowly followed behind Filasr.

"Erasmus's soul was separated from before he left Tenostia City, and all you have to do now is relive Erasmus's memories with the soul in the necklace. "There will be danger in Eramus's memory. We don't know exactly what happened to Eramus in the Wild North. In short, you just need to take care of yourself and Iramós' safety. ”

"What if Ilamós and I were attacked in memory?" asked Butos.

"Try to avoid this kind of thing," Filas and Butos had already entered the military tent, and Filas continued: "If you die in memory, then you will be as lost as Iramós. ”

"I don't know exactly what is going on," Filasr reminds, "in short, you have to be improvised. When you walk alive to the door of the Ancient Frost Palace in the memory of Erasmus, the soul of Eramus will also be fully attached to Eramus's body. Are you ready?

Butos nodded.

Feras gave Butos a satisfied look and began to cast the elven magic.

After a brilliant flicker of light, Butos and the necklace disappeared into the tent.

The laughter of the old mage Eramus began to echo in Butos's mind.

Gradually, in a trance, Butos seemed to have arrived at the palace of Eramus.

A kind old man, a mage in a robe, couldn't help but smile and wave at Butos when he saw Butos' arrival: "Oh! Adventurer Butos, why did you come here?"