While Gloria and Leon are tormented by the Grey Lion's attitude towards the Nezumi, let's take another look at what's going on in the wastelands north of Dragonspine Mountain. The wind and snow have never stopped here, whether it is a demon lord or a gray-robed wizard, it is difficult for them to leave their traces in this white landfill of nature. However, this may not be accurate, as the huge circular crater left in the ice sheet has not yet had time to be buried by the snow, and when it is actually covered, the soft structure under the snow layer may become a natural trap. Those who are unfortunate enough to fall into this trap may wonder what it is to leave such ugly scars on this frozen soil.

"Bang!" a small protruding snowdrift at the edge of the circular crater suddenly made a sound, and the outer layer of snow was removed by the reactive creatures inside, and the entire snowdrift collapsed completely, revealing something that had been painted white inside. It looked like a man in a robe, but if he was, why couldn't he see any breath coming in or out of his mouth and nose?

Cold, cold that seeps into the bone marrow. The cold made it impossible for Cheese to move his body more, and he wanted to cast a spell and send himself to a warmer place, but the poor mage could not feel the presence of his jaw at all, and he couldn't talk about chanting a spell. Thinking, thinking desperately, thinking about ways to get out of this situation, but how easy is that, the knowledge that has taken years to learn seems to be locked, no matter how much he calls, he will not move at all. Soon, the mage, who had just woken up from suspended animation, stepped on the path to true death, his ability to think was gradually lost, and his brain was headed for failure in the cold and lack of oxygen.

"This is not going to work, I have watched you on this path with great difficulty, and if you die here, will I not lose money?" the snowflakes began to flutter in the opposite direction, as if they knew that the owner of the voice was unwilling to let the snow obscure the light of his throne. The cold, receding as his fingers tapped on the handrails, and if it weren't for his disgust with the melting snow staining the soles of his shoes, the owner of the throne could have made it as warm as the Southland.

The huge shadow of "You ......" showed strange distortions and comical distortions on the mage's retina, and Cheese's eyes could hardly communicate the scene in front of him to his brain at this time. So for him, the words that made the wind and snow stop became meaningless murmurs, and the ugly monster sitting on the throne became a large mixed shadow, like an overturned palette. He struggled to ask for the identity of the person in front of him, but he couldn't hold on after spitting out the first syllable.

"Have you reached the limit? Hehe, no wonder. Using pure magic to defeat a demon lord in an almost complete state is a minor role, but it is still commendable. It's no wonder your teacher thinks so highly of you, and your potential as a spellcaster is pretty good. For that, I really deserve to give you some reward. The being on the throne supported his fat head with one hand, tilting his head to look at the mortal in front of him. He had seen the cheese many times, and if he wanted to, there was nothing to be seen in every corner of the mage's body. As a good businessman, the ability to measure the quality of goods is a must. But this time, He didn't do it because He was afraid that he would give up when he saw the nature of what he was investing in, which He could not allow.

"But that's not enough, maybe you're qualified for the wheat, but you're going to be cultivated into a towering tree, and this kind of growth rate can't be done. So, now is not the time for you to rest, you still have something to do, go back, go back to the south of that mountain range, follow the river to that city, face your choice, go to get your emblem. This is your way, and I give you the right to walk it. The monster said, sat up straight, drew a simple and unusual stick from the treasure beside the throne, and pointed the mage's brow with the wooden tumor at the top. The latter's body soon began to change, the bloodless skin that had been frozen by the cold gradually recovered, and the unfocused eyes gradually became conscious.

"Go ahead, you're running out of time. The wind and snow began to pour into the vacuum again after these words, and the icy cold wind made Cheese shiver. He quickly pulled the gray robe on his body, silently recited a few incantations in his mouth, and a warm current poured out of his body. But even with the protection of magic, the ice field is not a place to stay for long. The mage briefly identified the direction, hesitated for a moment between the Gray Tower and Dragonspine Mountain, and then resolutely walked towards the road to the south.

The reason why Cheese left here without using teleportation spells was simple, he couldn't do that. The mage was able to bring Odhu from Vale City with him, thanks to the magical signs he carved into the camp to prevent getting lost while traveling in the ice fields. Now that the signposts are destroyed, and there is nothing like it near Valley City, Cheese has no choice but to return honestly with his legs. However, it may be a blessing from the Divine Mansion or a gift from the Devil, and this time the gray robe didn't go far before he met someone else.

The Frost Guards, a team of about ten people, drove sleds and were wrapped in thick fur coats, but the weapons they carried with them made Cheese instantly recognizable them. And those soldiers soon found the mage standing alone in the cold wind.

"Hello, Mr. Cheese, Frost Guardian Byan, on the orders of Commander Jon!" the soldier named Byan was the first to discover the grey robe on Dragonspine Mountain, and Cheese has a faint memory of his face. But this was not what puzzled him the most.

"How did you know I was here?" The mage hadn't planned to use the teleportation marker on the ice field again, and he only had to do so after meeting the Demon Lord. In that case, there was no reason why the Frost Guardian would send a team north out of Dragonspine Mountain to meet him at this time, which was too much of a coincidence.

Bai'an took a few steps closer to the mage, and the cold wind made him have to pull his throat to say something that could be heard by the cheese, "Five days ago, we saw a big explosion in this direction!

This makes sense. Cheese nodded in understanding, and while he was surprised that he had been standing on the ice sheet for five days, the explosion that Byan was referring to was clearly the vortex of energy that Erdo had created when this world was killed. At that time, the mage was forced to enter a state of suspended animation in order to prevent himself from being swept up in those escaping energies, but he didn't expect that this explosion could be observed on Longji Mountain. Even the Frost Guardians had to send out squads to explore.

Many of the Frost Guardians have seen Cheese, and this gray-robed mage is a popular figure in the town below. As for why he was at the scene of the big explosion? Wizards are normal everywhere, aren't they?

"According to Hahn, you went to the ravine through Sweetwater and with the knights of the Hammerlord, how is the situation in the kingdom now?, Monkey, Mona, and Elsa, are they all right?" asked Byan as he got on the sleigh. Their knowledge of the outside world was only when the boar returned with the people of Sweetwater.

"They... It's all good. The plague will soon be over, rest assured. Can you go any faster? I need to get back to the ravine as soon as possible. Cheese was very perfunctory in answering questions. He didn't want to explain too much to the frost, and when it came to Elsa's news, the hallucinations that the mage had seen during his battle with Erdo would always reappear to him. All this drove him to return to his companion's side as soon as possible to confirm the status of the matter.

"Sorry, this is already the fastest speed, you have to... What's wrong with you?" was Byan's surprise to see Cheese on the back seat of the sleigh covering his head in pain, and the expression on his face was unusually hideous, as if he was enduring some kind of great torture...