The Journey of the Demon Hunter

A vampire who is not aggressive, and a vampire who is taciturn, makes the journey a lot easier. Especially Serrana did not show the need to **** blood along the way. Although the demon hunter expressed dissatisfaction with some of his old friend Dole Gare's remarks, such as the social structure of evil spirits, he still has some theories. Agree.

A vampire who does not **** blood is almost indistinguishable from a human being.

"Who are they?"

Standing on the side of the road, Serana asked Zelin.

"Empire. The army of the empire."

Before this team appeared in the demon hunter's field of vision, he heard the sound of dense footsteps and horseshoes. He pulled Miss Vampire to get out of the road, and then this team consisting mostly of infantry, mixed with a few cavalry, appeared at the end of the road. This road leads directly to Moxal, and General Turius’ plan may have succeeded. The Imperial Legion is continuing to reinforce the Morningstar to consider how to take the Winter Fortress.

Of course, it may also be a disastrous defeat, this is just an army to stabilize the defense line of Mosal City.

And just at the port location provided by Selana, there is a double-layered stone fortress, which the imperial army deliberately bypassed when marching. Several soldiers in gold armor are patrolling the tower. The wind and snow blocked the line of sight, those elves should not be able to see people in the distance, but this couldn't block the eyes of the demon hunter, nor could it block the sight of the vampire.

"Who are they?"

Looking at the fortress, Selana asked again, "I don't remember that there is a fortress near my port."

"Somo. An army of elves."

Zelin only knew this. For Somo, the Demon Hunter had heard two things about them in Solitude. Avoid them, or pretend not to see them. The high elves can arrest anyone in Skyrim on the charges of Talos believers, and the empire cannot provide any protection for the citizens of Skyrim. When the elves broke into the homes of civilians and arrested them, the soldiers of the Empire were helpless, but the cloak of storms could provide protection for the Nords in Skyrim.

"Who are these people being escorted?"

"Rebels. Ulfric's army."

Most of Serana’s news is outdated for a long time. Many times she remembers that there are roads in some places, but in fact they have long been covered by swamps. Sometimes she thought they would be able to see a river soon, but in fact there were only a few abandoned farmhouses there. Just like now, she tells the demon hunter that there is a port where you can take a boat directly to the island where her home is. It is a very good wharf, an excellent wharf built by the Nords when they landed.

After bypassing Somo's castle, Zelin saw the fine dock in Miss Vampire's mouth.

An abandoned small wooden boat, a dock of several meters long, has a lot of wooden boards missing, and a few pieces are broken, and only half is hung on the dock stakes. It's not a real dock at all, it's just a few old wooden boards trembling in the cold wind, and a wooden boat similar to a wooden board.

However, compared with the shabby pier, the silhouette of the castle looming in the mist on the water surface looks spectacular.

"That's...your home?" Zelin asked, pointing to the castle that looked more magnificent than any lord's palace in Skyrim Province. Although the surface of the water is filled with mist, this does not affect the sight of the demon hunter in the distance.

"Yes, my home... a warm home." Serrana's expression was a little stiff. "Are you determined not to go with me? My father, he... is hospitable and will be willing to reward you."

"No, I'm leaving. Let's make the difference." Zelin shook his head resolutely.

"Oh... I got it." The corners of her mouth curled up slightly, as if imitating a smile.

Although no guests visited the castle of the vampire family today, the Winterhold Magic Academy welcomed a special visitor.

The new chief mage has just dealt with the magical creature that Hafingar led, and now she is sitting in the academy's chief mage's room, dealing with the things left by the previous chief mage Savoran. Virginia rubbed her hands to warm her hands that had become a little stiff from the cold, and picked up a pen to continue writing on the letter paper. When it was learned that the wizards of Winterhold had a new leader, there were many letters on the desk of the chief wizard, about the Winterhold collar, about the magical anomaly of the Yar's edge collar, and the nightmare that entangled the residents of Morningstar City. Of course, more are from Solitary City and Windhelm City, about the Civil War in Skyrim.

Not only came from various territories, but the conflicts of the college professors were also placed in front of this young chief mage. Professor Colette of the restoration department believed that someone had secretly excluded her from the academy. Professor Faruda of the destruction department believed that she should take up more responsibilities in the academy. But the professor of the summoning department of Magic Phoenix did not know what she had discovered, for the time being. Leaving the academy, Virginia had no choice but to write to Mosal's summoning mage Farion, hoping that he could come to the academy.

Although the possibility that the other party will agree is worrying.

Virginia signed her name at the end of the envelope and rolled up the letter. After a while, the messenger will appear, and then the messenger who sent the letter can take it to Mosal.

At this time, there was a knock on the door. Virginia looked up from the pile of books and scrolls. Generally speaking, most people in the academy would not bother the chief mage. Only when the chief mage knew and dealt with certain things, the professors would come and ring. The wooden door of this high tower.

"Come in."

The chief mage put down the pen, stood up and pushed aside the wooden chair, and stretched. As expected, Professor Farauda walked in.

"Professor, what's the matter?"

"Chief Mage, I think you have to know about this." Farauda's tone made Virginia frowned, which reminded her of her meeting with Professor Toldiv in Sata a few months ago when she was an apprentice. When the Eye of Magnus was found under the ruins of Er, he came to report the situation for the first time he saw the chief mage Savoran. Most of the things that need to be known to the chief mage mean no small trouble.

Because of the death of the high elf mage Ancano, the Somo Embassy is constantly pressing the academy for the mage to give an explanation, or the whereabouts of the Eye of Magnus. The Nine Territories were also dissatisfied with the Academy because of the raging magical creatures caused by the Eye of Magnus. Now, the chief mage didn't want to hear anything bad, whether it was a new protest or an apprentice who accidentally burned himself to ashes.

An eventful season. Virginia has thrown most of the meaningless letters and protest letters into the fireplace or Professor Tordiff’s hands. She came to Skyrim to study the mysteries of magic better and more systematically, rather than to wrestle with a group of people. .

"A girl...well, she is the Dragonborn, and she is going to the college library to look for clues to the ancient scrolls."

"Dragonborn? Is it true?" Virginia asked suspiciously. The dragonborn has appeared, but no one knows who has such power and talent to become a dragonborn and accept the call of Greybeard. She is a Cyrodier, and she doesn't understand and feel the dragonborn as much as the Nords, but this does not affect her understanding of how important the dragonborn is.

Because the former emperor was the dragon descendant. Of course, that was the last empire.

"Yes, she released the dragon roar in front of me. It's really like a dragon."

"Okay." Virginia sighed and lifted a strand of brown hair from her forehead. "Where is she? Let me meet her."

Chapter 283 Sin City

"Oh... Dragonborn. Then, the legend is true."

"It's nice to meet you, Chief Mage."

In the Arcane Hall of Winterhold Magic Academy, the library containing countless books, the Chief Mage Virginia met the dragonborn that the Nords had been preaching. Since the Dragonborn killed the evil dragon in Snowman City, news of the Dragonborn's return spread like wind throughout Skyrim Province, but few people know the appearance and whereabouts of the Dragonborn. But many people believe that the Dragonborn has gone to the Throat of the World to receive the teachings of Greybeard.

"Miss Virginia, you are really a young and beautiful mage. I thought that since you are the chief mage of Winterhold, it must be an old man with a white beard, holding a staff in one hand and a single hand. Hand sword, wielding a staff and a long sword like a warrior.” The Dragonborn closed the book, and she had an Elder Scrolls Study and a Blade’s Edge Record next to her. “Please allow me to apologize for my prejudice. Your beauty will definitely be Let the most violent elemental spirits fall over."

"Since we all misunderstood each other, don't say apologize." Virginia's gaze rested on the thin lips of the Dragonborn. "I used to think that the Dragonborn would be a rough Nord with a beard. Man, until I have someone who is close to me tells me that Dragonborn is actually a beautiful girl." The female mage moved to the pendant on the chest of Dragonborn. "Oh~ he never said that Dragonborn has Bring the Mara amulet."

"Mara's temple will welcome a dragonborn, and... Chief Mage, don't you also have a Mara amulet?" The dragonborn's eyes are very sharp.

"I bought this from the tiger caravan passing by Winterhold. I hope it will be useful." Virginia stuffed the talisman into the heavy archmage's robe.

After a while, Virginia told the Dragonborn her request, which was related to research. "Dragonborn, I hope you can show us the power of the dragon's roar during these few days in the academy. For hundreds of years, no wizard has been able to study such a peculiar and powerful power. I hope to see the real dragon roar through this."

"Are you screaming at the stake? No problem." Long Yi played with the pendant on her chest. She seemed to think of something. "Chief Mage, the friend in your mouth seems to know me well, can I know his name? "

"Well, of course you can."

It can be said that it spans the entire Skyline Province from Hafingal to Rift Valley. It takes about a month, and riding a horse can be faster, maybe only fifteen days. On the way, the demon hunter passed many villages and heard a lot of news. People are either talking about the dragon bane, or telling each other about vampire attacks, or the battle between the storm cloak and the Imperial Legion.

Now, the entire sky is a turbulent disaster, dragons are raging in the sky, vampires are rampant in the night, and the wild is either a thief blocking the way or a soldier on the battlefield. Turius’s imperial legion and Ulfric’s storm cloak were fighting fiercely on all fronts. There was no time for him to take care of them. Many people began to abandon their houses, hiding behind the city walls, hiding in cities, or villages where guards were stationed. Dugu, Snowman, Loristed, Shure Stone, Rift Valley. You can see such crowds everywhere.

Even the tiger caravans were inevitably affected.

The Rift Valley is a territory in the southeast of Skyrim, with Rift Valley City as its capital. Rift Valley City is bounded by mountains and separated the sky. Cyrodir and Morrowind can find the pass to the two places here. The environment of the Rift Valley is diverse. It has the Veloti Mountain Range as its barrier. The Phaw of the World is part of this mountain range, which separates the Rift Valley from Falkreath. While Xueman was still neutral, this towering mountain made Falkreath’s imperial garrison helpless to the geographically important Rift Valley. In addition, two large lakes and a beautiful deciduous forest make the scenery of the Rift Valley temporarily away from the war more beautiful.

I heard from the pedestrians on the road that there is an orc fortress in the Rift Valley, but at the foot of the remote mountain, few people know these orcs who are not so hospitable. When it comes to the Rift Valley, most people's reaction is that the infamous Thieves Guild headquarters is hidden in the sewers in the city. They all said that in Rift Valley, you must be careful about your wallet. Sometimes your coins and gems will disappear, and sometimes you will have something you absolutely don’t want, such as what the guards are looking for. Stolen items.

It sounds like a sin city.

Just like the location of Rift Valley City, Rift Valley’s customs and habits have gradually changed to no longer be the same as traditional Nords. The most famous people in the city are no longer brave warriors, but cunning thieves and shrewd merchants. The names of the Thieves Guild and Marvin Blackthorn kept appearing in Zelin's ears. The former is the largest trade union in Rift Valley, and the latter is the most powerful woman in Rift Valley except for the lord.

But even so, fine wine is still an indispensable thing in this city. Zelin led the horse into the city, he could feel all kinds of eyes from both sides of the street. Suspicion, pity, evaluation, and hostility, the citizens seem to be wary of something, or they are biting their mouths tightly and not letting themselves say any unnecessary words.

There is something wrong in this city, but what does it have to do with the demon hunter? He just went to the city to rest, buy some food, eat some grilled meat steaks, and use heat to warm his frozen limbs when he was on the way. By the way Feed the horses some good fodder. There is no reason in the world to let horses run fast without feeding them fodder.

"Want to write a special black thorn ale?"