The Collection of The End

My name is Akatosh,

I'm... hello? Hello? Mossy, Mossy?

——4E, 201, Frost Moon, 5th, 21:48——

Pseudo-Songjiade, Yixiantian Forest.

"The so-called forest rangers are generally served by experienced hunters, and they live in the depths of the forest that ordinary hunters generally do not approach. Their main duties are to extinguish wildfires and hunt over-breeding predators, although I heard that some people in the south The province still has the task of replanting saplings, but the logging industry in Skyrim is not developed enough to need to do so."

Walking in the forest where the visibility is only about ten meters is inexplicably depressing, so Arthur began to explain the duties of the ranger to everyone.

"...The rangers themselves can't consume so much prey. Some daring wild goods dealers will often find the ranger's hut to buy prey from them and sell them various hunting tools. Some rangers who are not good at negotiating prices can also earn some money, plus the subsidies they get from the lords everywhere, so many old hunters will choose to accept this relatively easy job-the only problem is that there are almost no People can communicate."

If you think about it carefully, it seems that my adoptive father was taken away by "Hiersin", but that demon god has been wiped out by [Akatosh]. It's the weird Songjiade now, it's better for him not to be here.

"If we can't consume the prey, can we buy it?" Apparently Sophie only heard what she wanted to hear.

"I'm talking about ordinary forest rangers. If they still exist in this weird place, it's not clear whether they can get prey. Think about those animals that have turned into ashes?" Arthur explained, and then saw the girl's The eyebrows drooped directly.

Along the way, except for those animals that took the initiative to attack and were already killed, the other "ash creatures" just observed from a distance and never approached. Even if they launched a surprise attack and killed one or two animals, they would still be turned into ashes in an instant.

"Wow! We're here!" The forest path turned a corner, revealing a small stream flowing in front of it and a wooden house built by the stream.

"It's a bit too big." Lydia looked at the wooden house: "As far as the forest ranger's residence is concerned."

"Indeed." Arthur agreed.

The height of this log house is similar to that of Yuevaska long house, and even the length is almost the same, but it looks like the long house is forced into a "C" shape. The current path crosses the small The wooden bridge over the creek is leading to its "entrance".

"There is a powerful magic reaction inside," Zela Pesh took out the staff: "Although I don't feel hostile or threatened, the scale is almost comparable to that of the Holy Spirit and the Demon God."

Babas tilted his head to look at her.

"...Although I haven't seen the Holy Spirit." She explained again without further ado.

Yes, I often see the Demon God, Arthur tried to keep a straight face so as not to laugh out loud.

"Anyway, anyway, I'll go ahead to explore the way first." Sensing that the atmosphere was a little tricky, Zela waved his hand to put on a layer of armor, and then walked across the wooden bridge on the creek as if fleeing.

——22:09——

Tannery racks, workbenches, a small field of alfalfa, a barn with a savage ashes cow, and a flaming furnace and small blacksmith's shop formed a self-sufficient small space in the middle of the C. hospital.

The cow mooed twice when it saw Zela, but when Sophie came over to stare at it, it immediately hid in the corner of the barn and remained motionless.

"Father—" "I can't eat it." Before Sophie finished speaking, Arthur refused in seconds. Although he didn't know how the master here domesticated the ashes, he could treat them as ghoul skeletons before he fully understood the cause of their formation. Waiting for the undead is right.

"That path has only recently been trodden,

But it was interrupted right after it extended here," Lydia carefully observed the surrounding environment: "There is no trace of any human activities in this wooden house and the courtyard. "

"I also feel a bit strange here...but..." Zela frowned slightly, with a strange expression that seemed to have forgotten something, but also forgot "forgot something" itself.

"Wow! Look what I found—" While everyone was carefully observing the environment, Babas, who had slipped into the longhouse, ran out with a long sword in his mouth. It was lucky that he could speak fluently with something in his mouth.

"It's the same as the magic reaction I perceive, but..." Zela looked at the sword, showing a subtle expression of "it's obviously familiar but I just can't remember it".

This is a red one-handed long sword with an unknown material. Its special feature is that its sword body is in a strange spiral shape. According to Arthur's actual combat experience, this weapon can only be used for thrusting, and the spiral wound It will be difficult to deal with, chopping or slashing will greatly reduce the power due to the spiral shape, and it itself is more likely to break because of this.

"Do you want to recast it?" Arthur, who had learned how to forge with Erindir, looked at the furnace in the corner of the yard.

"...No." Amir appeared next to Babas, and took the long sword out of the dog's mouth - it's not an ordinary dog, so it's great that it doesn't have saliva.

Her Royal Highness weighed the spiral sword, and then stuck it in a small pile of ashes in the middle of the yard with her backhand.

The flames flared up.

The small pile of completely burnt ashes rekindled instantly after touching the spiral sword, and an inexplicable wave of magic power spread to the surroundings, completely dispelling the fog covering the wooden house, so that everyone could clearly see the surrounding area. Original appearance.

If there is any difference, the cow in the barn has become an ordinary yak that can be seen everywhere in Skyrim Province. Although it is still quite ferocious, if Sophie wants to eat it now, Arthur probably won't blocked.

In addition, after this weird bonfire was ignited, an extra lady appeared in the yard out of thin air.

She is not tall, and she wears a large black robe similar to that of a mage and a priest. She also wears a long cloak and a thick shawl as if to cover something. The color is also pure black, and the long hair hanging down to her waist is slightly Pale pale gold, with a silver mask that completely covered the upper half of the face, not even the eyes were exposed. Judging from the exposed chin and lips, she should be a beauty.

"[Finally calm down and realize that you are dead wandering soul]" She opened her hands to Arthur and others: "【Welcome to Songgard, the world after death, and I am your guide, The God of Order 'Jegrag ()'.]”

——22:57——

False Songgard, Jegrag's hut.

"Listen, Lord Jaegerag, we are not dead, and we don't know how to absorb souls, let alone see the Hall of Valor you mentioned. Please give us some guidelines suitable for us 'living people'."

"【Ghosts, please go to the Hall of Valor and meet King Sgrammer, otherwise, your souls will eventually be swallowed by this land.】"

"At least tell us how to get to the Hall of Valor, the fog is everywhere outside."

"[Please absorb the scattered souls and strengthen yourself, otherwise you will not be able to meet the king with your slender and fragile souls]"

"Believe it or not, Sgrammer has a very good relationship with us, and he will never make things difficult for us."

"[During the process of collecting souls, you will definitely encounter those 'four things', please be careful, otherwise you will become part of them.]"

"Four what? Please give me some guidance."

"[Ghost, please go to the Hall of Valor—]"

Arthur retreated, walked to the barn and picked up Sophie who was staring at the yak.

During this period of time, although he has not been in contact with the Holy Spirit or Demon God and similar existences, he has only glimpsed them. Each of them has something to do. For some of his related work, the treatment of "constantly being watched by the demon god or the holy spirit" is probably only available to Zela Pesh, who makes him feel very kind.

This lady who appeared in front of everyone and claimed to be Jegrag is probably the God of Order herself, and she can also communicate, but the problem is that she does not seem to have the will of the Holy Spirit descending on her. When talking to her, there is always a back and forth After a few sentences, she would only say something else after occasionally mentioning a key word that she didn't know what it was.

It seems that [Jegrag] has created countless such images. As long as there are so-called "ghosts" who successfully ignite the "bonfire", they will appear in front of them. It is precisely because of this that the way of speaking is so blunt and routine. That is to say, unless the will of the Holy Spirit pays attention to this place, a group of ghosts who "talk incoherently and don't admit that they are dead" are not worthy of attention.

Although this incarnation of the holy spirit is not very useful, her appearance still brings a benefit: as long as you stay in this wooden house, you will not be attacked by animals hiding in the thick fog.

"Arthur, you can find a room to live in, just leave Sophie to us." After entering the C-shaped wooden house, Zela took the little girl directly from him.

"Do you need to rest? I feel that I have enough energy." Arthur looked up at the sky with some surprise, but he could only see the fog and scars in the sky.

[4E, 201, Frost Moon, 5th, 23:10] Zela played a row of numbers in the air: "There seems to be no day and night changes here, but we must maintain a normal schedule, the reason I forget, but do it that is."

Zela seems to have become a little strange after entering "Songgarde", and now she is even more openly saying that she has forgotten something... Could it be true that as "Jegrag" said, she will gradually lose her memory here? ? No, she made it clear that only the dead and wandering spirits do that.

"Be energetic, and don't run around," Zela said when she walked into a certain room with Sophie in her arms, "It's okay to step on a magic trap, but it's not fun to get hit by a dagger a few times."

No, there was definitely something wrong with that, Arthur stared at the closed door, she had always treated herself like an adult coddling a child, which was understandable given the elf's lifespan, but this was the first time she made such a joke.

However, she could do that, but if she dared to cooperate... Arthur inexplicably felt that he would die a miserable death.