My name is Akatosh,
Zakta chicken and dog are restless...
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Creak - Arthur turned over, and there was a sharp friction sound from the armor.
He felt that the disappeared dwarves must have bodies as strong as iron walls.
This cold "stone bed" was actually made with many bumps and corners, which made him feel very uncomfortable even through the armor. However, the only advantage was that it was wide enough, and he did not fall even if he rolled twice.
No, wait, if you think so, he might have fallen? And who would sleep wearing armor?
Arthur sat up suddenly, and before he could question the aches and pains all over his body, his attention was drawn to his surroundings.
The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, with occasional blood-red or ice-blue lightning flashing across the sky. There were no plants on the bare surface, with large and small gravels scattered everywhere. Blue-purple mist filled the surroundings, and the visibility was only a few meters. If you look further into the distance, you can still vaguely see many tall buildings hidden in the thick fog.
"Well... I remember..." Arthur tried to recall his last memory. Even if he was blinded by the Elder Scroll, it would be ridiculous if he was blinded to death.
After unrolling the scroll, he seemed to see a girl taking a nap in the garden, but now he could not recall her appearance, only the inexplicable familiarity and intimacy remained.
Speaking of which, I have been unconscious three times in the past three times. Once I met Graybeard, and once I came into contact with a girl who was suspected of being an imperial princess. This time it was even better. I ran directly to the annihilation realm of an unknown demon god. Anyway, this weird scenery can never be in the tower. Marill continent.
Chi--With a strange sound like air leakage, a confused man appeared in front of Arthur. His blue and transparent body showed his identity as the soul of the dead, and the style of his leather armor proved that he was a storm cloak. Scout.
"Uh, hello?" Arthur greeted tentatively.
"Enemy attack!" the soul shouted loudly. After a pause, he shouted again: "It's the Imperial Legion - ugh!"
His body stiffened, then changed back to a confused look, and then shook his body and walked into the fog: "We must... warn... that the Imperial Legion is approaching Xueman..."
After the soul left, a "white flower" like an egg roll grew and bloomed in the place where it had just appeared.
"This is..." Arthur tried to touch the flower.
Although the reason is unknown, it seems that this flower is very useful to him.
"[Roar——!]" Before Arthur touched the white flower, a huge dragon roar sounded above his head, and the hurricane that blew at the same time made him unsteady and retreated.
"[Yo, Duwakein~]" A rather familiar voice sounded. Arthur looked up and saw a giant dragon parked on a nearby hollow boulder, looking down at him with its tattered wings. , with a body that reveals its internal bones, and eyes that exude ice blue light, who else could it be if it wasn't Duneville, the ghost dragon who was beaten away twice by him?
"[In the 'Soul Cairn', the power I possess cannot be compared to the 'summoned' state,]" the ghost dragon said viciously: "[How dare you come to my territory, you are seeking your own death. ,road!】"
Soul cairn? Something sounded familiar, but now was not the time to think.
"Really?" Arthur raised his head and responded: "So, as long as I kill you here, you will die completely and cannot be summoned again, right?"
"[You can try it!]" Duneville roared angrily, swooping down with a dark breath.
"Shh - don't struggle -" When Arthur was preparing to fight the transforming dragon, his waist suddenly tightened, and then a woman's voice whispered in his ears.
After a slight hesitation, Arthur gave up fighting the force around his waist. The next moment, when Duneville pounced, he was directly carried hundreds of meters away by the force and disappeared directly into the ghost dragon. in the field of vision.
"[Roar——!]" Duneville slapped the ground angrily, summoning a large number of shadow skeletons to chase in that direction.
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"Can you let me go, this... girl?" After Arthur finally got used to being pulled by a rope, and had to speed up his pace to follow, he realized that the person pulling him was A rather smartly dressed young woman.
Viewed from the back, this woman is wearing a classic aristocratic dark red high-cut long skirt, smooth black leather pants and leather boots, a black corseted leather armor with exquisite patterns, and a short black cape hanging just behind her waist.
"We are not out of danger yet." The woman turned around and said quickly, with a calm voice that was vaguely charming.
Now Arthur saw her appearance clearly. She had black hair shawl, the hair on her forehead was braided into four braids at the back of her head, she had a slightly pointed oval face, slender eyebrows, straight nose bridge, and bright red lips. , a pair of phoenix eyes emitting a faint yellow light...wait, yellow light?
He fought vampires on the surface for two months, and was followed by vampires when he came underground in Blackfall. Now he even has it in his dreams... Arthur wanted to sigh heavily.
As if to confirm the woman's words, Duneville flapped his tattered wings and chased from behind. There were also dark skeletons emerging from the ground around him to join the encircling army.
"[Duvacin! You are dead!]" The ghost dragon roared in a meaningless threat.
"Wow, I've never seen it lose such a temper. You must have taught it a lesson in the main material world." The woman turned her head to look at the angry ghost dragon, and then gradually increased her speed.
"I didn't know earlier, but..." Arthur had to cooperate and keep up with her: "I have encountered it twice this month."
"Then you are very powerful." The woman suddenly made a circle, picked a "white flower" from the ground and bit it: "But it will be greatly strengthened when it is in the 'Soul Cairn'. And it will continue to regenerate, so we generally don’t confront it head-on.”
"By the way...what are you eating?" Arthur looked at the ghost dragon that was being pushed further and further away: "Also, when you said 'we', who did you mean?"
"That thing is called a 'soul shell'. Souls need to pass through a passage when they appear here. The breath of life escaping from the passage is the nutrient for their growth. Any undead that wants to appear in the material world needs it. Depending on the specific strength, The amount required is not the same, but it is roughly the same as the gold coins in the world of the living - but it is quite delicious."
As he spoke, a huge dark castle appeared in sight, and the vampire woman dragged Arthur straight to the main entrance of the castle.
"And 'we', of course, refers to souls that maintain their own self like you~" There was a water-like barrier outside the castle gate. When Serana and Arthur passed by, it only fluctuated slightly, but it resolutely blocked the various people surrounding it. The skeleton blocked the outside, and Duneville had already known that he would turn around and leave.
"Welcome to [Waukihar Castle]~" she said cheerfully.
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"You stupid girl, Mr. Arthur is a living person!"
In the castle parlor, a middle-aged woman whose dress and appearance were very similar to Serana was hitting her on the head.
To this... Arthur agreed. It wasn't until she took her to meet the owner of the castle, her mother Berelika, that she discovered that the two of them didn't exchange names, but they had exchanged a lot about the taste of "soul shell".
Although the "self-aware souls" in the castle can communicate normally, they always feel a little stupid. It seems that something must have been lost between life and death, but I am afraid that it is precisely because of this that this vampire lady is very fond of herself. For curiosity and attention.
"Um... Excuse me..." Arthur took advantage of his mother's lesson to his daughter to come to an end and was about to ask about the Soul Cairn and the ghost dragon summoner, but he was overtaken by Belerica.
"Mr. Arthur, which goddess have you disrespected? Meridia? Azula? Or Namira or Mephala?" She looked Arthur up and down: "The soul was ejected directly, but But he’s not dead, it’s probably not Namira or Mephala, the two bad-tempered ones.”
"Uh..." Arthur's thoughts of recalling who the girl was were interrupted by the lady's nonchalant call to God's name.
"Hey, don't worry. Although this is annihilation, it is a land without a owner. Not to mention the devil, not even the Holy Spirit can sense this place..." Berelica paused: "By the way, will you offend me?" Is it the Holy Spirit? This behavior of keeping oneself out of sight is quite similar to that of Ginales and DiBella."
I still want to know it myself!
"How do I go back?" Arthur decided not to continue chatting with the disconnected mother and daughter, and made a request immediately.
"Well, one way is to wait for the person who kicks you out to calm down, and the other way is to put your body in danger. However, we usually use the third way," Berelica stood up and took the food from the room next to her. Come over and bring a large pot of "soul shell": "Eat!"
I will definitely bring Sophie next time! Arthur thought as he gnawed on something that looked like an egg roll.
"If you meet my husband Hakon, please help beat him back." When Arthur felt that he was about to "wake up", he heard Berelika say this.
——4E, 201, Hearthfire Moon, 23rd, 19:42——
Blackfall, Zac Tower.
Outside Arthur's ward, Barbas was being chased by Mercer Frey, who was holding an ordinary dagger.
"Woof! Woof! That was done by Will! It's none of my business!" It defended while running.
"Your suggestions played a decisive role!" The result of scheming against the demon but being unscathed seemed to make Mercer Frey a little swollen. After his attempt to assassinate Babas failed, he showed up brazenly and started chasing him.
Even though the Dragonborn Baron is a bit powerful, there is only a girl and a talking dog here.
"It's incredible." Sophie sat beside Arthur's bed, holding a glass of grape juice and watching the weird battle there. She didn't know whether her words meant that the pet dared to throw a pot to the owner or that it was a servant of the devil. But being hunted by ordinary humans.
Swish swish ding! Mercer threw three daggers, two of which were dodged by Barbas, and the last one hit the pipe on the wall, turned around and flew towards Sophie, Arthur beside him.
"Ah..." Sophie opened her mouth slightly, but before she could make any remedial measures, a hand reached out from the girl's back and firmly caught the "flying knife".
