The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin couldn't help but give a pitiful look at the young widow. Her order can spread out of the Blue Palace and enter the Hafingar, but when it comes to the real decision, General Turius is the real ruler of Skyrim, not the beautiful Alicia.

Gnaiya wore a swordsman's armor and sat in her seat without saying a word. As the only Lord Balgruuf who has come into contact with the dragonborn, he also said nothing. There were no idiots. Turius was on the side of the empire. Ulfric was the leader of the storm cloak. Balgruuf would only talk to Snow diffused together. The peace agreement is beneficial to Xueman, and he will not do anything extraneous.

As part of the exchange of benefits, the Imperial Army will obtain the crucial Rift Valley City, which will open up the passage between Skyrim Province and the Cyrodir Province, the core area of ​​the empire, allowing the Imperial Army to receive reinforcements from Cyrodir. And you can get a bridgehead that directly attacks Windhelm.

Negotiations proceeded very quickly, and once the two sides let go of their reservations and start bargaining like businessmen, everything will go smoothly. As if to take care of the feelings of Queen Alicia, she will receive a valuable compensation in the name of the storm cloak to compensate the slaughtered. Maybe Turius thinks this property can appease the queen, but the effect is probably only time can test.

But after looking at the map, Zelin understood the ideas of the two sides. They were not in peace talks, they were just preparing for the next stage of war.

"This is not peace, this is a two-month truce."

Seeing the two parties leaving the Hogarth Peak after the negotiation, Zelin shrugged and said to Dragonborn.

"Tell me, Zellin." Gnaiya, who witnessed the trade between the Empire and the Stormcloak, asked quietly. "Tell me from your experience, who is fighting for the Nords? The Empire or the Stormcloak? To whom is the German right to serve?"

Regarding the question of the dragonborn, the demon hunter shook his head, and the howling of the wind and snow intensified.

"No one."

Except for the silent Balgruuf.

He patted the **** the shoulder. "Let's go, Gnaiya, we should go."

Chapter 312 Touching the Sky

Skyrim finally ushered in a brief peace. Turius exchanged Markas City for the passage he extremely needed, the Rift Collar connected to Cyrodir. Ulfric bought the Rift Valley for a good price, and the ore produced in the mines around Markas could arm Ulfric a powerful army. The lord Igmund, who supported the empire by Markas, was replaced by the most powerful silver-blooded family in the city. The situation in the Rift Valley was similar to Markas, and Marvin Blackthorn stayed in the Mist Fortress.

But the only difference between the two is that Igmund knows that the person who really controls Marcus is Silverblood, not his lord, but the lord Laila of the Rift Valley has no knowledge of the real situation of Rift Valley City. Whether it was her steward or the guards, they all obeyed the command of the Blackthorn family. Lord Laila didn't realize what was happening in the city until he was driven out of the lord's citadel by the guards under the command of Marwen. Fortunately, after selling her for a good price, Ulfric’s Windhelm provided refuge to Lord Laila, just like hiding in the Blue Palace of Solitary City to escape Lord Igmund of the Silverblood Family .

It will take a while for soldiers to take over the city. Near the roads of Snowman City are full of imperial legions and storm cloak soldiers marching. Balgruuf transferred most of the Snowman guards back to the city, preparing to capture the dragon for the dragonborn. Will the war restart at a half-time? Mining mines and smelting iron ore will take time. Consolidating the defense of Rift Valley City and waiting for the reinforcements of the Cyrodir Empire also takes time. Until one party thinks he is ready, Skyrim is still peaceful.

This time, the dragonborn girl went to Xueman.

"I'm going to grab a dragon, find Alduin, and kill it. This is all over, soon, soon."

They were stationed in front of the plain outside the snowman, and the snowman city built on the mountain was not far away, and in the dense coniferous forest behind them, it was Ximu Town and the first time Zelin met Gnaiya. Helgen. The thick smoke of that fortress continued for several days. Now, no one will remember that there is a fortress there. People will only remember that the dragon attacked Helgen. As for what Helgen will become in the end, Zelin is almost the same. Can think of it. Occupied by robbers until these robbers died for various reasons, then turned into ruins, abandoned, overgrown with weeds and vines, and eventually became part of the forest.

Who will remember Helgen, who was raging in flames, and the people who escaped under the black wings of the dragon? People will sing the dragon descendant, sing the dragon descendant return, compose the dragon descendant song. It is a legend, a legend, a great and noble hero, and a hero who saves the world.

It will not be a prisoner escaping in the destroyed Helgen.

"Wherever you go, remember to come back."

After a few months, the White River outside Snowman City was turbulent. A few centuries ago, this river was flowing on the land of Skyrim. Elves, dwarves, Nords, countless kingdoms and races, they rose and died. , No matter who sits on the throne, the White River will still flow continuously, into the endless ghost sea.

But in addition to the cold river water, there may be something that is eternal.

"Where are you going when we have solved our respective troubles? Maybe the wind house is a good house. If you like it, we can also buy a villa in Solitary City, or... go outside the sky, I listen. Say that Cyrodir is at peace, and the ruins left by the Battle of the Red Ring are being rebuilt near the imperial capital. I think the price of the house will be cheaper than that of Skyrim."

Gneia imagined the future, and it seemed that she had still fresh memories of the wind house, and Zelin couldn't help but smile.

"Hey, what are you laughing at? Listen, since I don't plan to participate in Skyrim's affairs, I must find a way to make money. They all knew you at the peace conference. Maybe we really have to leave Skyrim to other places. "

"Maybe we can find a place and build a castle?" Zelin said slightly jokingly.

"Oh... if this is your goal, well, it seems we have to work hard."

Longyi lifted the hair tips blown by the cold wind. Before they were separated in Xueman, and then they met again in an accident. Now they are going to separate again in Xueman. Last time, Gnaiya was going to visit Master Greybeard to understand her identity, while Zelin was going to visit the local lord to seek more commissions for remuneration. But at this moment, one of them is going to deal with Alduin the Devourer of Worlds, a terrifying dragon in the legend, and the other is going to find the weapon in mythology, the bow of Auriel, and then go to deal with the already alive. The vampire king for thousands of years.

If someone tells him that the demon hunter just came to this world, he will go against the most powerful vampire lord in Skyrim, he will think that the other party is crazy, or the demon hunter will turn his head and leave the sky and go to Cyrodir in the south. You can save yourself a six-month holiday.

But now, how could he leave everyone behind and let them face the enemy. Even if Hakon is an extremely powerful vampire. Similarly, Gnaiya will not abandon her responsibilities, no matter what she has to face. This is the responsibility, just like why the demon hunter didn't choose to stay in another world that made him more comfortable, his responsibility has not been completed yet. Maybe one day, when everything is finished, Zelin finally stops somewhere.

But not now.

The two moons hung in the night sky, and a strand of withered grass finally could not withstand the harsh cold wind. It was pulled up from the ground, twisted, and rotated, passing in front of the eyes of the demon hunter, passing over the smooth stone polished by the river water. Blocks, supported by the turbulence, flow to the north.

"When I solve Hakon, I will stay at the Mare Banner for a while."

"Well, by then, we can get to know each other well."

The gurgling water witnessed everything as always, the vicissitudes of life, the sun and the moon, it had seen the Nords’ ancestors set foot on this land for the first time, and witnessed the changes in Snowman City over thousands of years. Olaf defeated it in front of it. After the dragon, Alduin flew over it again and burned the western guard tower. Everything, it will watch quietly, until everyone has forgotten, Baihe will still stand here.

"Let's set off as soon as possible. If we are lucky, we should be able to find a shade before the sun rises. I don't like to drive during the day. The sun makes my blood boil."

Selana is not used to riding a horse, she can only let herself sit on horseback and run without falling.

Looking at the sky in the distance, Gnaiya rode back on her horse. Finally, she looked at Zelin, waved the reins, and galloped towards the snowman city at dawn without looking back.

Chapter 313 Paladin

The hidden entrance to the bow of Auriel is a hidden crypt. It is located in the northwest corner of Skyrim. It is neither connected to Cyrodir like the Rift Valley nor is it the same as the nearby Solitary City. As the right center of Skyrim, it becomes lively and prosperous. Hidden and desolate, the road does not even extend here. In such a remote place, it is no longer known how long no one has visited. Even if there was a road on the ground before, it is estimated that it will be covered by weeds and merge into the surrounding mountains after a long time.

The entrance of the crypt is covered with a thick cobweb, just like other crypts, frost spiders everywhere use it as a nest. But this should be a recent event. There are no giant frost spiders in the web, only two or three small spiders, and there are not even large swaths of spider eggs.

Moisture in the crypt is heavy, the surface of the rock is covered with moss, and a slippery touch comes from under the boots. It was at the foot of the mountain, and the narrow corridor made Zelin sideways from time to time. At the beginning, he could still rely on his senses to judge whether they were going deep underground or entering the mountains. But the winding tunnel eventually destroyed Zelin's sense of direction, so he could only be sure that this tunnel would take them far away from human habitation.

But it does not mean that there are no human beings. In a corner, Zelin accidentally found a human camp. A wooden table, a board, and three fur sleeping blankets on it. There was a burnt candle on the table, and the white wax oil dripped into the soil mixed with a little sand. Several bottles of magic potions were neatly placed on the table, a few bottles of potions were half-drinked, and there was also a bottle of unopened physical potion.

"I don't understand... why these humans want to build camps here." Serrana looked at the camp in confusion, there was still some uneaten food on the ground, and the wooden barrel in the corner was intact. After opening it, you can see that there are stacked inside. Many cabbages. As you can imagine, they must have planned to live in the cave for a while.

The owner of the camp was a Brighton man. His body was lying outside the camp. The clothes embroidered with beautiful patterns were full of bite marks. A trip rope was buried on the ground not far from the camp. This may be used to deal with the creatures in the cave, but the trap failed to protect the camp.

The gloomy passage did not have much impact on the demon hunter and the vampire lady. At first, he heard a faint sound, then the faint sound turned into a deep roar, and finally, the roar turned into a clear stream of water. In the deepest part of the cave, an underground river rushes past. A rope bridge connects the cave with the rock wall on the other side, but the rock wall on the other side of the river is a dead end.

"I know why they came here." Cautiously walked across the rope bridge, Zelin touched the stone wall. "There is a moonstone mine. They must have discovered this vein by accident and want to build it here. Create a new mine." The Demon Hunter has never given up on the learning and understanding of the world's forging technology, just like alchemy and enchantment, he has seen this rare forging ore in Solitary City.

"But where is the other way?" Serrana pinched her waist and stared at the stone wall standing in front of her.

"Maybe we missed something." Zelin picked up a stone and threw it into the river below. The moment the stone touched the water, it was swept away by the rushing water. The rock is not light, but it is like a fallen leaf in the water. If people jump down, it is estimated that they will be washed away by the river before they can react. If it is an open cave, it’s okay, but if it’s caught in an underground river, no matter who it is, I’m afraid it can only ask for blessings. "Let’s go back to the camp and walk over one by one. I think this bridge may not be safe. "

The premonition of the demon hunter was normal. When Zelin walked across the bridge, Serana followed him to the middle, the wooden bridge began to groan violently, the hemp rope on one side suddenly broke, and then the whole bridge The face starts to tilt to the left. Fortunately, before the simple wooden bridge fell into the water and was washed away, Selana stepped on the shore.

"If these people want to build a mine, they should fix the bridge first." Serrana looked back at the wooden plank bridge that fell into the water, and the latter almost disappeared from their sight in the blink of an eye, and the bridge Also disappearing together are several frosty spiders that were affected by the collapse of the bridge. An unlucky spider was carried by the river and hit the rock. In an instant, it turned from a living spider into a pile of fragments, and was finally washed away by the water. Exhausted.

They returned to the simple camp again. For safety, Zelin dismantled the falling rock trap that would only hit his own people, and set up some traps with the characteristics of demon hunters, such as trigger traps connected to honeycomb bombs. The creature that steps on it will come into close contact with the flame. Zelin rarely uses bombs in this world. In most cases, he prefers to use magic scrolls. Although the effect is the same, there is no way for people to step on the magic scroll and explode.

"Do you know the fire rune magic? This thing of yours will make those expert destruction wizards sad, the magic that the wizard can learn for a long time, you only need these bombs to achieve the same effect...what is this? Serrana picked up a small white fragment from Zelin's material bag.

"Calcium, saltpeter and calcium." Zelin put the finished honeycomb bomb back to his waist, leaving one to be buried in the trap. He saw Selana take out another thing, and immediately warned, "Don't touch this, this is a dream of a dragon, it can release toxic gas, and it will be ignited." The demon hunter retracted the material package "Saltpeter and Red Phosphorus, sometimes I use white phosphorus if it needs to be burned acutely. Okay, let's look around for any missing passages or...hollow walls."

According to the past experience of demon hunters, hiding things in the interlayer of the wall or using movable slabs to disguise the entrance as the same stone wall as the surrounding is the most effective way to hide. Many people do not imagine that the treasure is actually less than a palm away from them Distance. But sometimes the concealers must also be marked. Zelin has received more than one commission to find out the things that the family had hidden decades or a hundred years ago, because it was so concealed that future generations went to the place where the treasure was hidden. I don't even know where the treasure is.

Zelin was looking for any suspicious signs while beating the surrounding stone walls. The nearby frost spiders had already been cleaned up. He didn't know whether it was day or night outside, but Zelin still found some relatively dry branches from the leftovers in the camp to light a campfire.

Finally, on the wall behind the camp, the demon hunter heard an unusual sound. It is the sound of the wind rubbing against the rocks. There is wind, which means that the nearby walls are not sealed. The gap between the rocks is not enough to produce wind noise. Since there is a sensible air flow, there must be a passage nearby.

"Go back," he said to Miss Vampire.