My name is Akatosh,

Zaktar Chicken Restless......

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Squeak - Arthur rolls over, and there is a slightly sharp grinding sound in his armor.

He felt that those vanished dwarves must have an impregnable body.

This cold "stone bed" was so pitted and angular that it made him very uncomfortable even through the armor, but the only advantage was that it was wide enough to not fall even if he rolled twice.

No, wait, if you think so, he might have fallen? And who will sleep in armor?

Arthur sat up suddenly, and before he could question his body aches, he was drawn to his surroundings.

The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, the occasional blood-red or ice-blue lightning streaked across the sky, the bare ground was devoid of any vegetation, scattered with large and small gravel, the blue-purple mist filled the surroundings, the visibility was only a few meters, and if you looked further away, you could vaguely see many tall buildings hidden in the depths of the fog.

"Hmm...... I remember ......" Arthur struggled to recall his last memories, even if he was blinded by the Elder Scrolls, it would be ridiculous to be flashed to death.

After unfolding the scroll, he seemed to see a young girl resting in the garden, but now he couldn't remember her face anyway, only an inexplicable familiarity and intimacy remained.

Speaking of which, the last three times I was in a coma, once I met Graybeard, once I came into contact with a girl who was suspected of being an imperial princess, and this time it was even better, and I ran directly to the annihilation realm of an unknown demon god - anyway, this strange scenery could never be in the Tamarel continent.

Snort - With a strange leaky voice, a confused male appears in front of Arthur, his blue transparent body indicating the identity of his deceased soul, and the style of leather armor proving that he is a scout of the Storm Cloak.

"Uh, hello?" Arthur greeted tentatively.

"Enemy attack!" The soul shouted, paused, and then shouted, "It's the Imperial Legion—hmm!" ”

His body stiffened, then he reverted back to a confused look, and then shook his body and walked towards the fog: "Must ...... Warn...... The Imperial Legion is approaching the snowy ......"

After the soul left, a "white flower" resembling an egg roll grew and bloomed where he had just appeared.

"This is ......," Arthur tried to touch the flower.

Although the cause is unknown, it seems that the flower is very useful to him.

[Roar——! Before Arthur touched the white flower, a huge dragon roar sounded overhead, and the hurricane that blew at the same time made him unsteady and backwards.

"[Yo, Duwakin~]" A rather familiar voice sounded, Arthur looked up, and saw a giant dragon perched on a nearby hollow boulder staring at him condescendingly, with tattered wings, a body that revealed internal bones, and eyes that emitted an icy blue light, who else could it be that was not the ghost dragon Duneville who had been beaten away twice by him?

"[In the 'Soul Stone Tomb', the power I have is not comparable to the 'summoned' state,] "The ghost dragon said viciously: "[Dare to come to my territory, you are self, seeking, death, and the way!] 】”

Soul Stone Mound? Something familiar, but now is not the time to think.

"Really?" Arthur looked up and responded, "So, as long as I kill you here, you will be completely dead, and you can't be summoned again, right?" ”

"You can try it! Duneville roared and swooped down with a dark breath.

"Shhh

After a slight hesitation, Arthur gave up fighting against the force in his waist, and the next moment, when Duneville pounced, he was directly taken out of the hundreds of meters by that force, and disappeared directly from the vision of the ghost dragon.

[Roar——! Duneville slapped the ground in a rage, summoning a large number of shadow skeletons to chase in that direction.

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"You can 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 found that he was being pulled by a neatly dressed young woman.

From behind, the woman was dressed in a classical aristocratic dark red high-cut dress, sleek black leather pants and leather boots, intricately patterned black corset leather armor, and a short black cloak that had just hung down to her waist.

"Not out of danger yet." The woman turned around and said quickly, her voice calm and faintly charming.

Now Arthur saw her face clearly, black hair shawl, the hair on her forehead was braided into four braids behind her head, a slightly pointed oval face, slender eyebrows, a straight nose, bright red lips, and a pair of phoenix eyes exuding a faint yellow light...... Wait, Yellow Light?

A vampire who fought on the surface for two months, and when he came to the black descent, he was still followed by vampires, and now he even has a dream...... Arthur wanted to sigh heavily.

As if confirming the woman's words, Duneville flapped his tattered wings and chased after him, surrounded by pitch-black skeletons emerging from the ground to join the army of pursuits.

"[Duwakin!] You're dead! The ghost dragon roared meaninglessly and menacingly.

"Wow, I haven't seen it lose its temper so much, you must have taught it a hard lesson in the main material world." The woman turned her head to look at the enraged ghost dragon, then gradually picked up speed.

"I didn't know earlier, but ......" Arthur had to cooperate to keep up with her, "I've already encountered it twice this month." ”

"Then you're amazing." The woman suddenly circled, plucked a "white flower" from the ground and bit it with a click: "However, it will be greatly strengthened when it is in the 'Soul Stone Mound', and it will continue to be reborn, so we generally don't fight it." ”

"Anyway...... What are you eating? Arthur looked at the ghost dragon who was being thrown farther and farther away: "Also, who do you mean by 'we'?" ”

"That thing is called the 'soul shell', and when the soul appears here, it needs to pass through a channel, and the breath of life escaping from the channel is the nutrient for their growth, and any undead spirit needs it to appear in the material world, and the amount required is not equal according to the specific strength, which is roughly the same as the gold coin function of the living world - but it is delicious."

As she spoke, a huge castle in pitch black came into view, and the vampire woman dragged Arthur straight to the main entrance of the castle.

"And 'we' of course means a soul like you who keeps their own self~" There was a water-like barrier outside the castle gate, which only fluctuated slightly when Serana and Arthur passed, but it resolutely blocked the various skeletons that surrounded it, and Duneville turned around and left.

"Welcome to [Vokihar Castle]~" she said cheerfully.

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"You stupid girl, Mr. Arthur is alive!"

In the castle parlor, a middle-aged woman dressed and looked very similar to Serana was knocking her on the head.

...... in this regard Arthur agreed, and it wasn't until she took her to meet the castle's owner, her mother, Berelica, that she realized that the two did not exchange names, but rather exchanged a lot about the taste of the "soul shell".

Although the "self-aware souls" in the castle can communicate normally, they always feel a little stupid, and 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 quite curious and attaches great importance to herself.

"That...... Excuse me......" Arthur took advantage of his mother's lesson to his daughter, and was about to ask about the soul stone mound and the ghost dragon summoner, but was robbed by Berelica.

"Mr. Arthur, which goddess have you been disrespectful? Meritia? Azula? Or Namira or Mephala? She looked Arthur up and down: "The souls were directly ejected, but they didn't die, it shouldn't be Namira or Mephalah's two bad tempers." ”

"Uh......," Arthur remembers who the girl is, interrupted by the lady's careless call to the god's name.

"Hey, don't worry, although this is annihilation, it is a borderless land, not to mention the demon god, even the Holy Spirit can't sense it......" Berellika paused: "Anyway, it shouldn't be the Holy Spirit that you provoked, right?" This kind of behavior of making himself out of sight is quite similar to Ginrales and Di Bella. ”

I want to know it myself!

"How do I get back?" Arthur decided not to continue chatting with the disconnected mother and daughter, and immediately made a request.

"Well, one way is to wait for the one who kicked you out to dissipate, and the other is for your body to be in danger, but we usually use the third one," Berelica got up and brought a large basin of "soul shell" from the next room: "Eat!" ”

I'll definitely bring Sophie next time! Arthur thought as he nibbled on something that looked like an egg roll.

"If you meet my husband Hakong, please help him get him back." When Arthur felt like he was about to "wake up", he heard Berelica say this.

—4E, 201, Moon of the Fire, 23rd, 19:42 -

Black Fall, Zacta.

Outside Arthur's hospital room, Babbas is being chased by Mercerfrey with a generic dagger.

"Wang! Woof! That's what Vell did! It's none of my business! It pleaded as it ran.

"Your suggestion was decisive!" The result of calculating the Demon God but remaining unscathed seems to have inflated Mercerfrey a little, and after his unsuccessful attempt to assassinate Babas, he brazenly appears and begins to hunt down.

Even though the dragonborn baron is a bit powerful, there is only one girl and a talking dog here at the moment.

"Unbelievable." Sophie sat on the edge of Arthur's bed, holding a glass of grape juice and watching the strange battle over there, not knowing if she was referring to the pet's daring to throw the pot to its owner or to the fact that it was being hunted down by ordinary humans as a servant of the demon god.

Ding! Mercer threw out three daggers, two of which were dodged by Barbas, and the last one hit a pipe in the wall and turned around and flew towards Sophie, who was next to Arthur.

"Ah......h