After catching the "Leathermaker", Arthur and Ella spent some time cleaning up this stronghold, which was said to be the "richest", but unfortunately, they only found a little over a thousand gold coins, and the others were not so easy to cash out.
Precious metals and beautiful gems of various colors. The leatherworker claimed that those gems were "flawless" and each was worth at least two thousand gold coins.
It is said that gems have a natural attraction to women, but Ella didn't feel much when looking at these gems. She was just a little lucky that she didn't have to carry several large boxes of gold coins back.
"Do you want to go back to Xueman City? I know a shortcut that can shorten a day's journey to half a day." Since the leatherworker could not be defeated by anyone, he was only tied up symbolically. After he was taken out of the fortress,
He said to the two comrade-in-arms members who were looking around the environment.
"Oh," Ella glanced at the vampire captive: "Because we are sure that we will not kill him for the time being, we have started to make small moves. The 'shortcut' may indeed be close, but it must also be convenient for him to escape."
"It's a bit dangerous. You may encounter trolls and bears, but it won't be a problem for the comrades." The leatherworker saw through the little trick and replied with a smile.
"Hmph, if those guys with muscles in their heads are here, they probably really listen to you," Ella snorted and turned to Arthur: "Hey, Arthur, quickly transform, I
I still have to ride.”
The leatherworker was stunned by the speed of this change of expression, and for a moment he had no time to think about what was wrong with this wording.
"Even if you say that, I don't know how it changed." Arthur tried to stretch his arms and jumped twice, but there was no change.
"Eh... Do you have to have me bite you?" Ella licked her lips, her eyes moving: "Exclusive mount?"
"You'd better not have the idea of 'just bite me wherever you want to go'," Arthur shuddered: "It was fine at night before, but in broad daylight a dragon was flying around Xueman, that
This is what happened to Mirmenir."
"So, just at night?" "Uh, this..."
What kind of dragon? Day and night? The leatherworker was confused. When he tried to speak again, he saw the strange female werewolf walking up to the Nord youth, hugging his neck and giving him a mouthful.
Boom! The violent air flow and explosion blasted the tanner far away, and he was so dizzy that he couldn't get up.
"Ah haha! That's true!" Ella hugged the giant red dragon's neck and laughed: "When we go back to Xueman, remember to take the vampire with you - don't let him come up, just grab the rope and hang him below."
"[(Dragon Language) has probably attracted the attention of the guards before! We can't fly in so openly!]" The red dragon roared, stretched out its huge claws to grab the leatherworker, spread its wings and flew into the sky.
"Don't worry~ I won't use this trick often~" Ella, who was sitting on the dragon's back, patted the scales of the red dragon.
"[(Dragon Language) Don't pretend to understand when you don't understand!]" Arthur flapped his wings and circled around. After identifying the direction of Xueman, he began to fly there.
In those ancient documents, there was no mention of the dragonborn being able to turn into a dragon, and the reason why it became like this... Is it really because of those resurrected dragons?
——1:30——
"[(Dragon Language) Wait a minute!]"
After the leatherworker begged to put him up for the third time and Ella refused, a huge dragon roar sounded behind Arthur, startling them who did not understand dragon language at all.
Air combat? Arthur stopped moving forward, turned around and flapped his wings to hover in the air. If the purpose of the black dragon was to resurrect all the ancient dragons, then sooner or later he would face a sky full of dragons, and the dragon-form
Air combat is unavoidable, so it's not a bad thing to encounter it in advance and become familiar with it now, but before that, you have to put Ayla down and throw the leatherworker out.
"[(Dragon Language) Wait for me!]" Far behind, a giant white dragon was approaching quickly.
"[(Dragon Language) What's the matter?]" Arthur growled in reply, and at the same time began to think about countermeasures. The white dragon should be of the ice and snow type. It would be a bit troublesome if he was slow to move, especially since he didn't have much control over Tumu at the moment.
, and cannot breathe, so it can only rely on close combat.
"[(Dragon Language)...Why are you so big?]" The white dragon flew in front of Arthur, and then stared at him in a daze - the red dragon in front of him was more than twice as big as him.
"[(Dragon Language) Born, that's what you want to ask?]" Seeing that this dragon was so "small", Arthur breathed a sigh of relief. At least if there was a fight, he could fight with his size advantage.
"[(Dragon Language) No, I stopped you because - you look really awesome, can you be my father?]" Bailong replied.
"..." Arthur was stunned. He forgot to flap his wings and fell for a few seconds.
"[(Dragon language) My name is 'Sophie Lanier', and I live in the Nike Woods in the north,]" Bailong continued: "[My father 'Salok Nir' and I were called 'Sophie Lanier' not long ago."
Alduin's Dragon Wake, it asked us to wake up more dragons and then left, but there were many humans with strange weapons ambushing nearby and killed Dad. I escaped while they were not paying attention.
.】"
Hmm... Arthur remembered the "Dragon Stone" that he had given to Farenjia, the mage of Longxiao Palace. There seemed to be many burial sites of ancient dragons on it, and it seemed that someone had heard that the order of resurrection on it was regular.
, if someone gets this rule and ambush the dragon tomb in advance, they can kill the dragon when it has just awakened and its strength has not been fully restored.
As for the little white dragon coming to recognize his father...he is not a dragon, so how can he know the customs of dragon society? Could it be that these dragons cannot grow up without the care of their elders?
"[(Dragon language)'Thaloknir'?]" Arthur repeated the name: "[Do you know a dragon named 'Mirmenir'?]"
"[(Dragon Language) Dad seems to know him, but not very well,]" Bai Long, or Sophie Lanier stared at Arthur: "[Are you my dad? If you don't want to, I'll find someone else.
The dragon is gone.】”
Even if he is willing, he still has to know how to raise a dragon. Arthur is a little worried, and this red dragon form cannot be maintained all the time. Even if this little guy is a young dragon, he might open his mouth if he sees himself turning into a human.
It's just a dragon's breath coming over.
Phew! An arrow with an unknown black light flew from the ground like lightning. Arthur quickly flapped his wings to block the white dragon. The arrow penetrated the red dragon's scales without any hindrance.
, and got stuck on the wing, and that half of the wing instantly lost consciousness.
Ha, Arthur suddenly thought of the whole thing. Those guys who killed Salok Niel had been tracking Sophie Lanier, and they planned to use this "habit" to hunt more dragons, and
The two dragons had been roaring like this in dragon language for so long. It would be strange for them not to be discovered.
Even though I may need to kill those rebellious dragons in the future, this young dragon must be saved now!
"[Yol]!" Arthur shouted at his wings - although he did not obtain a dragon soul to use this Tumu in human form, he is now a dragon himself, and a ball of blazing flames enveloped the red dragon.
His wings swept away the arrow and the poison it brought.
"[(Dragon Language) is incredible.]" Sophie Lanier said blankly.
"[(Dragon Language) I have decided to be your father! Follow me now!]" Arthur greeted the little white dragon, and then roared at the ground again: "[Fus]!"
Many humans wearing standard black armor, carrying repeating crossbows and arc knives appeared on a nearby commanding height, but the next moment they were blown down by a strong wind, colliding with each other and turning their horses upside down.
"Hey, 'Blade Warriors'? When did their sphere of influence extend to Skyrim?" Ella seemed to recognize their identities and frowned at the humans.
"[(Dragon Language) What is that? Forget it, it doesn't matter,]" Arthur flapped his wings. Although there was still some pain, it was acceptable, so he patted the little white dragon who was still in a daze: "[Follow quickly.
I’m leaving!]”
The two dragons flapped their wings and escaped from the attack range of those people at extremely high speeds.
"The 'Blade Warriors' are an organization that existed in ancient times. They were originally pure dragon slayers and later became the royal guards of the Septim Empire. They should be in the capital province of Cyrodiil at this time!" Ayla
He hugged the red dragon's neck tightly and explained loudly: "The news of the appearance of a giant dragon in the sky won't spread so fast, right?!"
"Slowly, slowly..." The rope on the leatherworker's body had been loosened at some point, and he was dragging it while screaming in the strong wind: "I still don't have such advanced abilities as a bat..."
——4:30——
In Yuvaska's residential area, Krako Whitemane's room, Arthur and Ella came here with the "White Dragon" after locking up the leatherworker.
"Well..." Krako Baimane, who was a little unconscious, looked at the people in front of him: "You woke me up in the middle of the night, old man, to tell me that you have a child, right? Well, congratulations~"
"Old man, has anyone ever said that your sense of humor is sometimes very inappropriate?" Ella covered her forehead and sighed: "We are looking for your advice."
"Although it sounds unbelievable that I turned into a dragon and then adopted a dragon that turned into a little girl, it is better than the fact that Ella and I had a child - Wow! You
What are you doing!" Arthur's right hand was miserably bandaged because it was shot by an arrow and burned by fire, but the next moment he was twisted hard by Ella.
"Hello, Grandpa." Standing in front of Ella and Arthur was a little girl wearing a pink and white plush skirt. She had pink hair, blue eyes, a round face, and two thorns on each side of her forehead.
She had only short horns and a thin tail with pompoms trailing behind her. She bowed slightly to Clark Whitemane: "My name is 'Sophie Lanier', you can call me 'Sophie'."
When Saloknir is resurrected next time, I have to ask him how he taught his daughter...
