My name is Akatosh,

I'm decanting Sgrammer.

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 11th, 00:09 —

At midnight, a thick fog rose over the snowy fields northwest of Wintercastle and the sea.

Although it is a very normal natural phenomenon, Arthur, who is keeping vigil, is still vigilant.

It stands to reason that he shouldn't be in charge of keeping vigil after a big battle with a ghost dragon, but considering that the three Pharkas brothers first fought continuously with a large number of snow elves and dwarf machines in a certain forging ruins, and then fell into the underground river by a mysterious person, they finally climbed out to make a fire to dry their clothes and armor, and then they were chased and killed by the ghost dragon that appeared inexplicably for a long time......

Well...... Let's let them rest in Ladia's "position", Arthur looked at the giant ebony shield leaning on the mountain wall not far away, Ledia was sitting next to it with her knees crossed, seemingly asleep, and Barbas lying at her feet.

At this time, the location of the members of the Brothers-in-Arms was only an ordinary depression at the foot of the snowy mountain, but neither the snowflakes blown up by the wind nor the dense fog that gradually dispersed could approach a circular area centered on Lydia's shield.

The result is the magical effect of Lydia's giant shield, the "Fragile Wall of Snowflakes", but as its name suggests, it can't stop anything but snowflakes, and can only be used to set up temporary camps on a night when the weather is still good.

According to Arthur's memory, in an event that no longer exists, she even held this shield to resist the direct attack of the Demon God Helsin's true body, which is not something that the "Wall of Snowflakes" can do.

Each time Lydia showed a different trait, he felt that Lord Barguf was lacking in favors.

"What are you looking at?" Ella suddenly appeared in front of Arthur, blocking his gaze at the giant shield and Ladia.

"I was thinking that I had to take good care of her for her father." Arthur subconsciously blurted out, "Ah, no, I mean ......"

"Hey, that's what you think too?" Ella, who was originally a little confused, instantly sobered up: "Let me tell you, I have seen the wife of Lord Balguf, she is a very gentle and beautiful lady, not at all like the bear children who are running around in the Longxiao Palace all day long, but there are many similarities with Lydia, I guess she must have been a mistake made by Lord Lords when she was young, and that Eliris-"

Oops, Arthur on his forehead, why did he talk to Ella about gossip? If you continue, you don't need to change shifts, and you can just keep watch all night.

Arthur braces himself to listen to Ella's orchestration of the lord's romance while trying to keep an eye out for movement outside the "position".

——00：27——

Bang, bang.

"Shhhh There are enemies approaching! ”

When Ella deduces that Bargulf and Tima the Wild Eagle also know each other, and that there may be some grudge between him and Krako, Arthur finally hears the faint sound of footsteps stepping on the snow, so he quickly interrupts Ella's gossip and picks up his weapon.

"Uh-huh." Ella snorted disapprovingly, showing Arthur the claws sticking out of the back of her hand, and then quietly circled to the side where the sound came from.

Whether it's a snow leopard or a snow bear, you should consider yourself unlucky if you appear at this time.

"Hmm......" A tall and thin figure gradually appeared from the dense fog, and outside the range of the "position", it stopped, and a slightly hoarse old male voice sounded: "'Advanced Enchantment Technique'? Then there may be High Elves there, yes, probably. ”

"Wait, Ella! That's human! Arthur hurriedly reminded Ella, who had sneaked behind the man, to tell her not to kill him.

"I saw it!" When the huntress pounced, her claws were already retracted, and she pointed into a knife that seemed to intent on knocking the man unconscious.

After all, it was near the adventurer's camp in the middle of the night, and even if it was a human, the necessary vigilance was-

Boom!

The loud noise and waves of air from Ella's fist colliding with something instantly blew away the nearby fog, revealing the appearance of a visitor—a tall, lanky old man in a pitch-black mage robe, with gray hair and hollow eyes, and a blue beard.

…… Bluebeard?

"Enemy attack!" If they could sleep with such a big movement, they would not be a ring, and in the time between Ella's attack and the fog lifting, the three Farkas brothers had jumped up and surrounded the old man on all sides, and Lydia also picked up her shield and stood at Arthur's side, Babas...... Still sleeping.

The companions always protect the strongest of themselves, and Arthur also feels very helpless.

"It's 'Ebony Armor'!" Ella, whose attack was directly bounced off, reminded loudly.

"Tsk." Arthur smacked his lips when he heard Wilcas.

The armor in the transformation magic has little effect at the lower levels, and the "wood armor" and "stone armor" are basically layers of parchment, which can be broken when stabbed, and are generally used by mages to use the more advanced "iron armor", which will make the caster gain defense as if wearing an extra piece of iron armor, as for the "ebony armor" that can only be cast by the master of the transformation system, it has never been heard of being broken before the end of the duration.

Therefore, what appeared in front of them was a powerful magician, and at least reached the master level in the magic of the transformation system, and it was basically impossible to subdue the opponent by force.

"Master, what are you doing here?" Seeing that his companions seemed to be a little unable to pull down, did not take out their weapons, and there was still room for negotiation, Arthur took two steps forward and took the initiative to talk, "I am very sorry for treating you as a monster before." ”

He had spoken to Tovdil, who was also a Master of the Transformation Department, at the Mage Academy not long ago, and although the master was a little nervous, he could still communicate with each other...... bar.

At present, if this Bluebeard Mage really harbors malicious intentions, I'm afraid they will have to challenge the "Ebony Armor Technique".

"I'm looking for 'elves'," Bluebeard Mage's unscanny gaze swept over the members of his comrades-in-arms in front of him, "A demon god's seal needs to be opened with elven blood, all kinds." ”

It feels like he's said something terrible lightly, the seal of the demon god?

"And how many did you find?" Arthur stubbornly continued to talk.

"Only the snow elves who ran out of the ground, and the abandoned elves who got lost," the old man glanced at Babas, who was finally awakened and a little dazed, and then said, "But it is difficult to meet high elves, wood elves, and transformation elves, this place is too far and remote." ”

"Abandon the elves?" "Becoming an elf?" Farkas and Wells asked, confused.

"Orcs and dark elves, in the language of the Nords." Wilcas explained to his two brothers.

"Nords and dogs, useless." Bluebeard turned away in disappointment, and it seemed that although he had some problems with his head, at least he didn't plan to fight them - not necessarily if there were elves in the team this time.

"Wait a minute! Are you not Master Septin Inspiration Sigris? Arthur suddenly called out to the old magician.

Although it was only a guess, due to the battle with Duneville and the wind and snow, it was not certain what the location was at this time, and it was possible to accidentally approach the mage's "forward base".

"That's right, but it's only a 'scholar' and not a 'master.'" Bluebeard looked at Arthur, "What's the matter, Dragonborn?" ”

Sure enough, it was seen, and it seems that powerful people can directly see the bloodline?

"I hope ...... If you can look at that 'seal', maybe we can break it," Arthur quickly came up with an excuse, "Even if it doesn't, I can collect your blood." ”

The seal that requires elven blood to be unlocked is undoubtedly due to the evil taste of the demon god, perhaps he is extremely disgusted with elves?

If Mr. Septin Inspiration had offered to help find the Elder Scrolls while he was focused on the matter, he would have been rejected, and they had something more important to do at this point - to reforge the Witch Slacd.

Since the two places are not far apart, you can consider helping the old man solve this matter first, then ask him to help deal with the Silver Hand, and finally find the Elder Scrolls, just from the encounter that lasted for a round or two, the shortcomings of this team without magic are already obvious.

"Yes," Septin thought for a moment as he looked at Arthur by implication, "I haven't tried the blood of the Dragonborn, after all, they're hard to catch, Empire, Royal." ”

Does this count as digging a pit and burying yourself? But don't arrest the Imperial Family, you old man, the Skyrim Province is chaotic enough.

——01:42——

After nearly an hour of trekking, the thick fog of the night cleared a little, and when the old man Bluebeard said "arrived", a huge iceberg suddenly appeared in front of the members of the comrades-in-arms.

Faintly reflected in the snow, the iceberg was inlaid with a metal sphere the size of a whole mare's banner, and its strange brass shell and mechanism proved its identity as a dwarf artifact.

"Why is there an iceberg on the snowfield?" Ella's eyes widened as she looked at the coastline to the north, some distance away.

"It was originally floating on the surface of the sea, and I dragged it up for the convenience of research," the old man paused, "with magic." ”

No matter how you think about it, it can't be manpower, okay!

"This thing seems to be ......" Arthur looked up for a moment, frowning.

This round dwarf creature has no interface with the outside world at all, it is not so much a part of a ruin, but it is deliberately abandoned after being sealed, so what is sealed inside?

"Follow me." Septin led Arthur around the back of the iceberg, a staircase carved out of the iceberg leading to the interior of the sphere, and several residential igloos carved out of the side of the road for ease of study, and of course, the furnishings were extremely rudimentary.

Above the giant metal sphere is what looks like an entrance, surrounded by some kind of circular mechanism in ancient script, facing the igloo's "living room", and it can be seen that Bluebeard has studied it a lot, but he can't enter it.

"The gist of those texts is: There was a stupid forging Mo who used the contents of the 'Magic Book' to ask Azula after reading it, and Azula couldn't answer, so he angrily wiped out the Forge Mo clan and sealed the Magic Book completely, asking anyone who found it not to open and read the 'Magic Book'." Septin said implicitly.

"And you're going to open it again?" Farkas asked, stunned.

"Since Forging Mo has been exterminated, who wrote this text? Demon God? Ella glanced at him.

"Other witnesses...... Belch? Farkas froze.

"Wang! It smells of Hermeus Mora! Barbas barked around the "entrance."

"That makes sense." Septin implied that he didn't react to the dog's ability to speak, and he fell into thought: "Then that magic book should be ......"

"Anyway, let's give it a try." Arthur sliced his finger with the blade of his sword, dripping blood into the device next to the circular mechanism that apparently served as a liquid.

Boom Boom –

The huge sphere let out a roar as if something was spinning inside, and from time to time there was a clanging and clicking sound of some mechanism fitting each other, and finally, the circular mechanism in front of it slowly retreated and turned to the side, revealing a metal tunnel that was not too long to reach the center of the sphere.

From the outside, it is clear that at the end of the tunnel is an empty, sealed metal space, and the only thing that remains inside is a square altar with a large dark green cover.