"Ah, that's because...... Your soul is already very weak when it is attached to the armor!" Ethel happily explained, "It feels a little cold from time to time now, because your soul is being repaired by the tears of ice crystals. Besides, it should be very comfortable, right? ”

The cold feeling in his body did give him an indescribable pleasure.

"Ice Crystal Tears......" I didn't know much about Ethel before, and after getting the answer, the thoughtful Yorke was silent for a moment, stared at Ethel and said, "I feel like I can't understand what you say too much." Why are you obsessed with the study of ancient rune magic?"

Ethel, obsessed with the study of ancient rune magic.

The main categories of magic have undergone important evolutions. The era of dragon sacrifice was divided as follows: black magic, white magic, green magic, and dragon magic.

Among them, dragon magic indirectly evolved into the later arcane and ancient magic.

The evolution of the categories of magic today is black magic, divine magic, natural magic (commonly known as elemental magic), arcane magic, and ancient magic.

Of course, the claim of dragon magic still exists.

It's just that it's not so general and can't be used as a general category.

This is inseparable from the decay of the dragon sacrifice.

"I happened to like it while studying Ice Crystal Tears. When Ethel was asked this question, he seemed to fall into a very nostalgic memory: "How many years ago was that...... Would you like to hear something more detailed, or something simpler?"

"Actually, I don't want to hear any. York just asked casually, not wanting to know too much. But after finding that Aya showed a disappointed expression, he had no choice but to make a choice: "Let's be short." Compressed into one sentence is best. ”

"But then you won't understand!" Hearing such harsh restrictions, Ethel panicked a little, "Is that what you don't want to hear?"

Because she was in a very sullen mood, York didn't think there was anything wrong with this, just let her explain it simply.

"Where do I want to start......" Shaking his legs, Ethel hugged Frost and his eyes fell on the staff: "That's right, let's start with it!"

The Ice Orb in the Dragon's Claw Seat at the top of the Frost Spirit spun in response.

"This thing was made by Orlantes. Staring at the frost, York said gloomily and slowly, "Huh...... I've never gotten used to that bastard. ”

"Why?" Although he knew that there was some friction between them, Ethel, who had a good relationship with Orlantes, was still a little puzzled, and couldn't help asking: "Orlantes is very good, but you hate him so much...... Oh no, that's not what you mean! You're a nice guy too!"

She hurriedly added the latter sentence, for fear that York would misunderstand her.

But it's actually quite redundant. York didn't care at all.

"The personality doesn't get along. Orrantes' face appeared in front of him, and the Iron Knight's tone was full of disdain, and he lowered his voice: "It has nothing to do with you. ”

IJssel has a crush on Orlantes. York didn't really want to speak ill of this guy in front of her.

There is no need to be so desperate to be a human being, annoying people.

"Also...... Yes, too. Ethel smiled embarrassedly when he said this, looking a little helpless: "Then, go on...... Where did I go?"

"Speaking of Orlantes, he did the frost. York reminded impatiently, "What's there to say about this?

"Frost, isn't it different?" The wind on the edge of the cliff blew the curtain on her head, and Ethel hugged Frost as if she were caressing her own child, and whispered lovingly, "After the Ice Crystal Tears were created, I infused her with the fragments of the Ice Crystal Tears...... This made Frost a part of me as well. This child is very important. ”

The frost orb shimmered faintly, as if it was a little pleased by Ethel's touch.

"Well, I know Frost Spirit is very important to you. York was in a bad mood and didn't want to continue talking about the question he wasn't very interested in: "What does that have to do with what we're going to talk about?"

"Absolutely. Ethel looked at Frost as if he was a little sad: "Because, in Frost's body, there is another girl's soul trapped." ”

"......?!" when York heard this, he was obviously surprised.

He really didn't expect such a statement.

Turning his head to look at the staff, his eyes looked as if he wanted to see through the soul hidden within.

"What did Orlantes do?" Out of prejudice against this wandmaker, York naturally thought badly: "After killing people, use the soul as the core material to make a wand......"

"That's not the case!" Hearing that he seemed to have already made up his mind, Ethel naturally hurriedly said that this was not the case at all: "That girl's soul was shattered at that time, and her existence in the world has become thinner and thinner. Orlantes sealed her in this staff, and he saved her life!"

"Is that about the same as mine?" York felt a little cold in his soul again, as if it was a little frozen. When staring at the frost, there was a sense of sympathy, with a hint of sympathy: "This girl, what's her name?"

"I don't know. Ethel's expression was slightly distressed, and he looked at the frost spirit in his arms and said, "The soul fragment that Orlantes found on that girl's body has a deep memory of an ancient ruin. I explored it with him and used it as an opportunity to become interested in ancient magic. ”

"What's in the ruins?" Feeling that Ethel had deliberately circumvented something very important, York stood up from the edge of the cliff and watched the pebbles fall from the sky.

"Full of afterimages of the past. Ethel still stared at the bottom of the cliff in a daze: "Inside is the ruins of a huge underground city, and the inhabitants are ghosts of the past...... After entering, sometimes you will enter a fantasy realm. Inside, it's the city of the past. The ghosts thought they weren't dead and were still going about their lives. But what we can see is that they are already dead, but their souls are trapped here. ”

"Then you wait. York's heart sank at Ethel's statement: "That girl ran out of this ruin......?

"Well, she may well be a resident of the interior. Ethel affirmed York's thoughts, still looking worried: "The underground wasteland...... It gives a particularly bleak feeling. It's really a thing or a person. Judging from the ruins, we assume that the city once stood on the ground, but later sank into the ground due to a disaster. But...... Why did the inhabitants turn into ghosts, living with the echoes of the past, and I wanted to know this, so I began to try to decipher the ancient magical runes underground. ”