The Journey of the Demon Hunter

The Dragonborn’s room is on the other side of the monastery. This is the same as the entire monastery. Both the seats and the beds in the room are carved out of stone. The dragonborn’s blade will hang the armor on the side of the door. There are not many things in the room, except for water glasses and plates, only a few books are stacked on the stone table.

"I noticed that the army at the foot of the mountain was crushed by another army. I guess it must have something to do with you. These guys don't allow the villagers at the foot of the mountain to bring things up. I am absolutely hungry and thin during this time." Gnaiya sat. On the stone chair, he rubbed his abdomen, "What have you done during this time? I have been waiting for you when I delivered the letter. I was delayed for so long on the road?"

Zelin told her roughly what he did after receiving Gnaiya's letter, including looking for Xili, and what happened during the time in Skyrim. Hearing that Zelin had killed a dragon in Longhu Town and found a lot of treasures, the dragonborn patted his hands in annoyance, and suddenly threw Zelin to the ground.

"You didn't come and call me if you had such a good chance of adventure!?" Gnaiya's eyes widened. "Evil dragon, treasure! Evil orc invader! While I was in the monastery, you went without a word. Treasure hunt?!"

"Aren't you studying in the monastery? I thought it would be better not to disturb you, and how would I know then that I could meet so many things." Zelin looked at the dragonborn sitting on him, spreading out "When the portal opens again, it will be over."

"Oh, **** it, how many things did I miss, these **** imperial senators, if they hadn't stopped them, I would have found more Dragon Whisper Walls." Gnaiya scratched her hair and stood. He got up and stretched out his hand to pull Zelin up. "If you want to go to that world next time, remember to tell me, those treasures are waiting for me, how can I break the appointment."

"I thought the group of soldiers under the mountain should not be able to stop you." Zelin patted his clothes, but the monastery was unexpectedly clean. "With your fighting skills, it should be no problem to break out."

Gnaiya took a deep breath and put her hand on her heart, "Control your power and control your mind. Pao often said this to me. Only by controlling his ambitions and desires can he fully control his power." I think he was right. If everyone with powerful power would use force at will because of their own mood, the world would have been messed up long ago, and these powerful people would be just a group of thugs. You think it’s gray. The strength of the Beard Masters is not enough to deal with an army of only a hundred people? They disdain it."

The old Pa in Gnaiya's mouth naturally refers to the ancient dragon Patunacus that lives on the peak of Hogarth.

"It is a respectable elder."

"Of course, it is Alduin’s brother. If this time the dragon disaster, it chooses to stand with Alduin, I think it is impossible for me to defeat Alduin. Alduin may really make the dragon regain Reign over the sky." Gnaiya’s words also bring respect. The human beings who worshiped the dragon cult to rule the sky back then, how many creatures can give up the opportunity to rule the sky and choose to stay on this peak of raging snow and teach The way of human roar? Very few, but Patunax is one of them.

The dragon is born with a desire to rule, and Patunax—according to Gnaiya—he is the younger brother of Alduin, the son of the dragon **** Akatosh, who was the same as his brother Alduin. The dragon worshiped by the dragon worship, along with Alduin and other dragons, burned, killed and plundered the earth, and was one of the rulers of the earth. Until later, it realized its mistake, and when the Nords rose up against the dragon worship and the dragon rule, it stood on the side of humans and taught the Nords how to roar against Alduin.

Until later, the ancient three dragonborn used the ancient scrolls to exile Alduin, and after the end of the human-dragon war, it stayed in the Throat of the World. When the Nords named Jorgen Windcaller realized that the Nords were abusing their roar and created Greybeard, Patunax was on this mountain and taught generations of Greybeards how to Correctly understand the way of roaring. It is said that Talos, the first emperor of the Septim Dynasty, came to the Hogarth Peak as a dragon descendant when he was still a human, and learned the way of roaring.

This is why, when the blade will ask Ganya to kill Patunax, Ganya will break with them. Patunax let go of his ambitions as a dragon, but the Blade Society has never been.

"It has said that it has been restraining its own ambitions and desires to rule mankind, and it has succeeded. Also, tell me quickly, have you found traces of those cultists?"

Chapter 911: The Legend of Milak

"Milak...a dragonborn, I think I should have heard this name."

After hearing the results of Zelin's investigation, Gnaiya rubbed her forehead. She pondered for a while, then suddenly patted her hands, "I remember! A dragonborn, Patunacus said!"

"Do you know Milac?" Zelin was a little surprised. "Do you know him?"

"I don’t know, but I’ve heard the story of Milak." Gnaiya explained to Zelin. The dragon descendant, this dragon descendant was born under the rule of the dragon worship, Lao Pa knew him, because Milak was a dragon worshipper of the dragon worship, and later betrayed the dragon worship. The dragon went to attack Southam, where Milak was. Patunax said that the battle was very fierce, but it didn't know the result, because neither Varok nor Milak disappeared after that battle."

Gnaiya paced back and forth in her room, recalling what she had mentioned when she talked to Paktunas. Zelin sat on the stone chair beside him, watching the dragon descendant walking back and forth in front of him.

"But it shouldn't. Milac should be dead. For thousands of years, he should have exhausted his life, just like other ancient dragonborn."

Milac was a sacrifice to the Dragon worship in the past. Although he later betrayed the Dragon worship after the power of the Dragonborn was awakened due to his own ambition, the reason for the confrontation between Milac and the Dragon worship was not to liberate people from the shadow of the dragon. Come out, but to defeat the dragon and let himself gain the right to rule. Perhaps it is precisely because there is no record of Milac in the books Zelin saw.

"Maybe it's just the same name?" Zelin asked. "Maybe Milac found a secret method that can keep him alive now?" Immortality is not that strange to Zelin. According to the demon hunters, many female sorcerers hope that This kind of potion can greatly extend one's life span and youth. However, relatively speaking, those potions can only be enjoyed by users of chaotic energy, and the materials are extremely rare. Among the sorcerer groups, only the wizards of the council have the energy and qualifications, and enough power to withstand the consequences of the potion.

"This is unbelievable." Gnaiya shook her head. "Your guess may be correct. If the person who is going to kill me is really the Milac who betrayed the Dragon Sect, it must be a difficult one. Entangling opponent. I don’t have a clear understanding of Milac’s power, but I believe that in the prosperous worship of the Dragon Cult, Milac can come into contact with many dragon roars that I don’t know, even if Milac is not like me. , Can be taught by Paktunas and Greybeards."

"Do you have any plans?" Zelin asked after Gnaiya stopped. "Perhaps you should ask Paktunas. It lives in the same era as Milac and should know about Milac. ."

"Old Pa should have told me everything he knows about Milac. He has talked to me about all the dragonborn in history. As for the plan, I do have a plan." Gnaiya grinned and moved a little. "Let’s go to Southam, find the Milac, and hit him on the ground for a while, I can know what he’s conspiring. I’ve learned a lot of dragon roars that I didn’t understand before. It’s time I used it once. Let me clean up, and then we went down the mountain to find a ship to Southam. Since Milac claimed to be a dragonborn on this continent and declared that I was a fake, let Milac look at it. At a glance, who of us is the real dragonborn!"

It's a plan in the style of a dragon.

Just like when she knew that she was a dragonborn, and then was destined to stand in front of an ancient monster that would devour the world. Don't stop because the enemy is a powerful ancient creature, go all the way, find a way to defeat the enemy, and finally find a solution.

"I've found the boat." Zelin stood up from the stone chair. "Maid of the North, this ship is now parked at the pier of Windhelm. We can go directly to Southam by this ship."

"I know that you are always so reliable in doing things." Longyi laughed, clenched his fists and waved. "You have done so many things in Skyrim during this period, no! I can't lose to you. It's me!"

Gnaiya's style of doing things is still the same as before, and immediately do what he says. She quickly prepared what she was going to carry, took off her gray beard-style robes, put on her own blade armor, and the big sword of the same height that Zelin gave her before, her own. Two one-handed swords were inserted in the scabbard around his waist, with a long bow on his back. It didn't take long for Gnaiya to be neatly dressed and ready to set off for Sotherm Island.

Before leaving, she bid farewell to Master Greybeard Ain Gal.

"I believe you can choose your own path, Dragonborn." Ain Gal stood in front of the gate of the monastery and said to the dragonborn who was about to leave. "We have taught you the way of howling. You can use this With this power, let the legend of the Dragonborn continue to pass on, or you can choose to embark on a dark path and use your power, Dragonborn, your reputation will be passed on to the world, for better or worse."

"Thank you for your care and teaching, Master, I will use my power cautiously." Longyi stood in front of the door and thanked Master Aingel.

"This monastery welcomes you at any time, Dragonborn. If you are confused on the way of roar, you can always ask us."

"I will. Goodbye, Master."

When Ain Gail returned to the monastery, accompanied by a rumbling sound, after closing the slab gate of the monastery again, the Dragonborn sighed and walked towards the demon hunter who had been waiting below.

"Let's go." Looking at this mountain road that is already very familiar to her, the Dragonborn clenched his fists and touched them. "Haha, this time there is no snow troll to trouble me. Hey! Let's How about comparing who runs down the mountain?"

"No, I know what effect your dragon roar has." Zelin shook his head, "I won't participate in a losing bet."

"I don't use dragon roar. I just rely on two legs. Whoever runs down the last step first is the winner." Gnaiya stomped her feet and moved her legs. The iron pieces of the armor followed her movements. Clanking, "I haven't worn armor for a few days, I want to re-use this feeling, how about? Practice with me?"

"Then what are we waiting for?" Zelin spread his hands out "Let's start."

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ps: I found out on 3DM after playing Mirak, there is actually a mod for Queen Mirak...

Chapter 912 The Northern Maid

Compared with arriving at Windhelm City last time, Windhelmet City today is not much different from before.

Except for more soldiers with storm cloaks on the road. Like Solitary City, Windhelm is also recruiting soldiers on a large scale. Ulfric’s ambition needs more support from Nord soldiers, but Zelin can see that the storm cloak in Windhelm is indeed a wholehearted support for Ulfric, thinking that he can bring the sky to a higher level. In a good direction. Their number is not much less than the number of Imperial Legions in Solitary City. Maybe they are not professional soldiers like the Imperial Army. They may have been farmers and hunters not long ago, but their spirit can make up for the lack of combat skills.

As Baron Brylin said, this is a group of Nords who fight for their faith.

Gnaiya defeated a dragon that attacked the city here before, but this time, they didn't need to go to the city. Windhelm is built on a high cliff by the river. Only a bridge is connected to the outside world. Its pier is located by the river below the city. Several Nordic-style ships raise their masts and dock at the pier. The Argonians and dark elves that can be seen everywhere are refugees admitted when Ulfric's father is in charge of Windhelm. After the Red Mountain erupted, many black elves fled to the nearby Skyrim Province, and in order to help the black elves at the time, the Sky High King decided to cede Sotham to Morrowind Province to settle these homeless black elves refugees.

"Need some apples? Fresh apples."

"A complete deerskin, does anyone want this complete deerskin?"

Several Argonians and dark elf vendors were holding trays, selling their products between the dock and the farm, with some venison and rabbit meat, some fruits and linen, and a few fished from the river. Fish. The situation of these dark elf residents is obviously worse than in the past. Since the beginning of the Civil War in Skyrim, due to the high elves and wood elves of Somo, these dark elves living in Windhelm have been hostile by many Nords. Although they have nothing to do with Somo and their ancestor Shenzhou, Morrowind Province did not join the alliance between Summerset Island and Wimu Province.

But this can't change much, as long as it is a creature with long ears, living in Windhelm is not very good.

Driven by the current, the ice floes on the river surrounded the gunwales of the ships docked at the pier. Several canoes drove into the pier, and several Nord fishermen began to unload the wooden barrels full of fish from the ship.

"Excuse me, I have something I want to ask you." Ganya asked a Windhelm city guard standing by the dock. The weather is very cold, and when you speak, a cloud of white mist can always form in front of your mouth.

"How can I help a Nord brother?" the guard said to Gneia kindly. Nords can always see friendly faces in Windhelm.

"I want to know where the Maid of the North is docked?" Gnaiya looked back at the dock full of ships and asked the guard, "Why are there so many ships parked here?"

"Because of pirates, a group of pirates are launching attacks along the coastline. These ships are all staying here to avoid pirates." The guard raised his finger to a berth on the other side. "That is the Maid of the North, which has been docked at the dock for more than ten days. Up."

"Thank you for your help."

Gnaiya looked at the ship, and after writing it down, she nodded to the guard, turned and returned to the crowd on the dock.

On the other side of the crowd, Zelin was looking at the pier of Windhelm. There were many Argonians on the dock, but when he was surprised, there was a trading post of the Eastern Empire Company beside the dock. He went to the trading post to take a look, but as he expected, there were no tables and chairs in the ruined trading post, only an employee of the Eastern Empire Company was still guarding it. According to the staff member, due to the pirate attacks and Windhelm’s hatred of the Empire, the East Empire Company has withdrawn most of its investment. If the peace agreement fails, the Civil War in Skyrim will start again. It is the only one for security considerations. The staff is expected to leave too.