My name is Akatosh,
Ah, Sgrammer jumped, oh, jumped back again.
——4E, 201, Hearth Moon, 11th, 8:32——
At dawn, the fog on the sea has completely dissipated, and the comrades group are heading further inland from the sea.
"Sgramer was one of the first human leaders to land in Tamriel. Before that, this continent was completely ruled by elves. Races such as Khajiit and Argonians were still slaves of the elves. There is no word 'human', yes, slaves." Septim hinted that Signos was explaining history, but it did not delay him at all while flipping through the "magic book" on the way.
After taking out the grimoire from the Dwemer metal ball, Septim gave up his base without hesitation and agreed to Arthur's invitation. After roughly understanding what they wanted to do, he directly pointed out the purpose. The location of the land.
In this case, it would be nothing to listen to him talk about ancient history, Arthur thought as he took the lead in clearing the way.
"He established the first city of the Nords, Sartar, south of the landing point, and led his five hundred heroes to wipe out all the elves in Skyrim. Therefore, his battle ax was called the 'Elven Killer'. At the last moment of his life, when he felt that he was about to die, Sgramor returned to his initial landing point in Tamriel and built his own tomb," the old mage said: "And Tiber Septim was there Sgramer was born long after his death. Although he unified the continent of Tamriel and established a huge empire that continues to this day, and was even promoted to Talos, the 'Ninth Holy Spirit', he is still not qualified to be compared with Sgramer. , understand?”
"Uh... I understand." Farkas, who had accidentally asked the question "Who is greater, Tiber Septim or Sgramor?" replied in a daze.
There is no standard answer to such a highly subjective question, but this mage seems to know the history of the Comrades very well, and he also admires Sgramer. It seems that the next relationship will be more pleasant, Arthur thought. .
As for the "magic book", Bluebeard did not intend to completely keep it as his own, but others felt strong discomfort and dizziness just by opening the book. Afterwards, they all said that they saw some unusually weird shapes. Arrange and combine meaningless words, and once you try to understand them, it is like being hit hard by a "whip" on the head and you have to give up.
However, Arthur had no reaction at all to it. In his opinion, there was not a single word in the big book, so naturally there was no reaction. Septim silently checked it to no avail, and in the end it could only be attributed to him. The dragonborn bloodline is quite special.
"So, what exactly is recorded on it? Can a Dwemer run to ask the demon god, and then the demon god who can't answer the answer becomes angry and kills the clan?" Ella curiously asked the only old man who could read the "magic book" mage.
"According to the notes in this grimoire, [Azula] came up with the answer, but the Dwemer played a trick and combined with many Dwemer scholars to give different answers, and systematically and methodically proved that [ "The answer of the Demon God of Dawn and Dusk is wrong," Septim said silently and recited the name of the Demon God indifferently: "If a few individuals try to deceive the Demon God, they generally will not care, but if a race gathers the entire race The power of the wise man tried to prove that an originally correct demon was wrong, so it was natural for him to be destroyed."
"Especially that answer was calculated by Azula with great effort, wow!" Babas answered.
"Well...it can also be seen from the style of those ruins that although those dwarves are variants of elves, what they pursue is not magic, but the power of machinery and steam." Wilkas shook his head: "To bring everything under control It’s a good idea, but the prerequisite is not to provoke those beings who may flip the table and stop playing at any time.”
——8:54——
"Stop! Who are you?"
Due to the inadvertent introduction of the topic into the fields of history and philosophy, and the confidence in the strength of this small group, almost no one deliberately conducted investigations. The result was that when they were about to arrive at the Tomb of Sgramor, they were attacked by a group of Thalmor soldiers. Surrounded.
So this is what the Thalmor's standard clothing looks like? Arthur looked around at the soldiers.
"Elven Armor" is a kind of light armor that covers the whole body. Its material is composed of translucent dark golden gel. Perhaps because the Thalmor elves are from the warm Summerset Island in the south and are very afraid of the cold, the armor is worn After completion, only the face is exposed, but for the sake of beauty, these armors are deliberately thickened and beautified on the shoulders, waist, feet and other locations.
Well, still not pretty.
"Standing in front of you is the famous mercenary group 'Knights of the Round Table' in Skyrim Province. I am the leader of the group, Arturia." Arthur did not forget to reply quickly while observing: "I was hired to escort 'Scholar Merlin' to investigate various places. The Nord ruins - but you, what do you want to do in front of the grave of the great Nord hero, Sgrammer? Elves?"
These words were not inferior in momentum at all, and could even be called sharp. At the end of the sentence, Arthur even grasped the hilt of the giant sword behind him.
"Well..." The elf soldier blocking the road was speechless for a moment.
It was obvious that although Thalmor had won the war with the Empire, and after signing the "Platinum Accord" and even reaching into Skyrim with the clause "forbidding belief in Talos", these soldiers still did not dare to say it directly. "Sgrammer's Tomb is blocked by us, no one can enter".
The Empire itself doesn't mind the ban on belief in Talos. The only ones who object are the stubborn Nords. But if it involves Sgramor, the ancestor of humanity in Tamriel... I really don't think he can take down Uthrad. Already? A heroic spirit's weapon will not disappear just because its body is broken.
"We have received intelligence that a certain organization is trying to collect the fragments of 'Uslad' to recast it," one of the soldiers blocking the road, an elf who seemed to have a slightly higher status and a relatively flexible mind, replied: "Thor No disrespect to Sgrammer, but if someone tries to use that weapon against us, we certainly won't sit back and wait."
Those vampires seemed quite smart, and they actually learned how to drive away tigers and devour wolves. Arthur frowned slightly. If he told them that he was reforging this legendary weapon named "Elf Killer" just to attack vampires - it would go without saying. result.
"So, as long as we check the luggage we carry to make sure there are no fragments of that weapon, we can let you pass," the elf leader continued: "I hope you understand what your responsibilities are."
"Master Merlin, what do you think?" Arthur quickly thought about the countermeasures, turned to Master Bluebeard and asked.
Although with the reclusive personality of this old mage, there is probably no problem even if he gives his real name, but his name is "Septine Silence", and he has strong opinions on the empire. Maybe he is on some special lists within Thalmor. superior.
"I see..." The old mage closed the grimoire with great dissatisfaction, and then raised his hand slightly: "The descendants of White Wolf are getting more and more outrageous. They are in human form and fixed in body."
White wolf? Does Krakow still have this nickname?
"What-" The elf soldiers on the opposite side were shocked just because Septim raised his hand silently, but the comrades group did not realize that it was a spell cast until the old mage's hand began to fall.
But Babas ran away first.
Boom! !
As Master Bluebeard lowered his hand, a deafening explosion sounded, and a huge green whirlwind appeared between the two sides. As soon as it appeared, it exploded in all directions. The members of the comrades who were affected were not affected. Affected, but the green light flashed on the bodies of the more than ten elf soldiers in front of them, and they stood motionless on the spot.
"We have to enter the tomb as soon as possible. Although the loud noise just now did not really happen, other elven soldiers who are sensitive to magic must have noticed it." Arthur said once and rushed towards the giant stone tomb not far away. Entrance.
"Magic is so convenient." Ella praised.
"In fact, it doesn't take much to kill them all." Farkas muttered, and then his brother knocked his shield.
——9:17——
When mentioning the tombs in Skyrim, one will naturally think of the ghouls entrenched in them. The corpses of those ancient Nord warriors will rise again without reason under the influence of being disturbed by adventurers, encountering evil magic, or even an earthquake. Attack any living creature in sight.
However, this kind of thing is absolutely impossible to happen in the Tomb of Sgramer. The earliest ancestors of humans in Tamriel are still lying there. Who dares to get up without permission?
Therefore, those ancient Nord warriors who were lucky enough to be buried in the same tomb as Sgramer all became ghosts.
"Want to meet Lord Sgramer? Let me test whether you are qualified!" These warriors wear helmets and armor as before, and are neatly dressed. Even their thinking is very clear. If it weren't for their translucent appearance, As well as the way he disappears into smoke after being defeated, he can be regarded as an ordinary Nord warrior.
After entering the tomb, Septim said he would not take action again. In order to prove their bravery to their ancestors, the members of the comrades did not transform into werewolves and fought all the way in with only their own fighting skills.
Of course, this is also considering that the werewolf bloodline is the result of the betrayal of Sgramer by the leader of a certain generation of comrades. If he transforms, he may be thrown out directly by his ancestors.
Since Sgramer himself did not accumulate much wealth, and the profession of tomb robbers did not exist at that time, it was not difficult to reach his tomb hall - just go straight along the road, and the battles along the way were more like fighting against each other. The ancestor of the Nords displays martial prowess.
As for the goal of this trip, the handle of "Uslad" was quietly enshrined in front of Sgramer's unusually huge sarcophagus.
"Ah!!" A huge scream sounded, causing the people and ghosts who were fighting to stop their movements, wanting to see who made such a shameful sound in front of Sgramer.
"No, I don't want to--" The person who shouted was the ghost opponent Arthur had just defeated. He did not turn into smoke and reappear in the coffin like his other comrades, but went straight towards the tomb. The ceiling goes up.
However, the much-loved "hitting the ceiling" did not happen. He was enveloped by a beam of light before he approached the ceiling, and disappeared in an ascending posture the next moment.
"Uh, okay." Arthur looked at the eighth star that lit up on his "two-handed sword" constellation, and silently put away his sword.
Saving the undead is fine in other circumstances, but sending away these warriors who have guarded Sgramor's Tomb for thousands of years...
"[Hahaha! Don't be depressed, life in the Hall of Valor is pretty good - Hiccup!]" A heroic voice that Arthur had heard at the ceremony of joining the circle sounded: "[You guys come together too, who wants to come? Make a noise?】"
All the ghosts closed their mouths tightly and shook their heads.
"[If you don't come up, then I have to go down... I'm not drunk! Don't give me any more sobering soup! - Hiccup!]" At the same time as Sgrammer's voice, there was also a vaguely audible voice. There was a lot of drinking and noise.
As the members of the comrades looked at each other, the ghosts scattered and disappeared.
Whoosh—boom!
A dazzling meteor with golden lightning completely ignored the ceiling of the tomb and fell from the sky directly in front of Sgramer's huge sarcophagus. Its impact even caused spider web-like cracks on the ground...an illusion.
As the light of the "shooting star" disappeared, a big Nord man made of golden light slowly stood up. His face and figure were exactly the same as the handed down Sgrammer sculpture. He was the traditional Nord blond man with blue eyes and a strong back. , but unlike the serious and vicious figures in those sculptures and portraits, "Golden Sgrammer" looks very friendly.
"[Very good, my descendants,]" he said: "[You have gathered the fragments of Wuslade, defeated the warriors of the ancient comrades, and successfully proved that you have enough courage and strength, and - also Discovered my own shortcomings].”
Septim, who was responsible for making up for the "deficiency", silently continued to flip through his grimoire without saying a word.
In this way, when faced with the pressure of the elven army, Tirag should not go to the harpy witch to obtain the power of the werewolf. He only needs to ask a magician to help. However, the comrades have been using this method for thousands of years. The inertial thinking that his own strength determines everything led him to make the wrong choice.
"You-" Arthur wanted to say something, but Sgramer raised his hand to stop him.
"I know your purpose very well. It's time for 'Wuthraad' to be reborn, but I don't think you all like axes." Sgramer's golden eyes glanced at the weapons carried by the members of the comrades: "So I will give it to him A new look, and it’s up to you to decide the name.”
Sgramer stretched out his hand, and the fragments in the packages carried by the comrades, the orbs in Arthur's luggage, and the handles placed in front of the sarcophagus gathered in front of him.
The old fragments were reassembled, and the orb was directly embedded in the back end of the handle.
What finally formed in front of everyone was a huge two-handed sword with a wide blade, blue enamel on both sides of the blade, and a row of elven characters painted on the back of the sword.
"[Keep going, my juniors, I'm very much looking forward to seeing you in the Hall of Valor, but the later the better, hahaha——]" Sigramer laughed and disappeared in a golden light, and that The sword was still floating in the air.
"Although I keep telling you to name it by yourself, I actually carved 'Elf Killer' in Elvish language on the sword..." Babas stuck out his tongue: "I feel that it would be particularly effective if I use it to kill elves."
"The question now is - well, pretend I didn't ask." Before Arthur could ask the question about who would use "Wuthraad", he saw his companions all raising their hands and pointing at him.
"Your name is," Arthur approached the golden sword and reached out to hold its hilt: "——[Sword of Oath and Victory (Excalibur)]."
The next moment, dazzling golden light illuminated the entire tomb.
