Chapter 310: The Voice of Hogarth Peak
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The thunderous explosion completely pierced the sky, and even the power that the thunder could not match, completely dispersed everything, and let the roar convey the call it wanted.
"Tsk...... Is this body so sensitive? β
"It's just a defense against a crisis, and such a sensitive sense of hearing and sight is not something to be wasted.
Moreover, it seems that it is only the problem of this world, the voice of the world before, can be much louder than these"
Erri had to cover her ears again, no matter how powerful the dragon's roar was, the sound was completely unbearable for her.
"What a sound..."
The two of them returned to Baiman City, and were about to climb the stairs, when the roar came from the clouds, and not only these two people, but all the people inside and outside the house, clearly heard the roar like thunder.
"It seems to have come from that mountain..."
Erri pointed to the east of the city, and although it was far away and covered with clouds, the great mountains stood out on the plains.
ββ¦β¦ And it's very similar to what the dragon shouted. β
ββ¦ Duwakin?
Forget it, I'll always know, and I'll tell Barguf about it by the way. β
Halvina doesn't think much about it, and if it has something to do with her, sooner or later she'll have to go over it herself.
But now, he first had to tell Lord Balgulf the news that he and the guards of White Man City had killed the dragon together, and that he might be a dragonborn.
"Well, I'll go back first, after all, I'm supposed to be in the house now."
Seeing this, Ellie smiled and beckoned, and then deliberately jumped to the side.
"Wait, you..."
"Remember to bring me with you."
It was a coincidence that there was a main beam blocking all view, and Halfina hurriedly walked over, only to find that there was nothing but a neat stack of firewood and an ordinary logging axe.
ββ¦β¦ What the hell..."
It seemed even more difficult to deal with than the dragons, but she accepted it immediately, the dragons appeared, and this strange magic should be there.
So Halfina continued to walk towards the Genting district, where the guards and residents on the road were discussing the dragon attack, and it seemed that the news that the dragon had just knocked a tower off had spread throughout the city.
There was no sign of chaos, no wave of panic, but an atmosphere of depression and worry spread through the city.
How should the walls of Baiman City resist the attack of dragons? They can only defend against creatures on the ground, and they are of no use to these legendary creatures flying in the sky.
I don't know what happened to the team sent out of the city, but looking at the appearance of that watchtower, it should be more than lucky. However, they refuse to accept this view as such, and if that is the case, then how are they going to survive after that?
Regardless of those people, Halfina quickly climbed the stairs of the palace, and without caring to calm her breath, she hurriedly pushed the door and walked in.
This time, no one stopped him, so he stepped up a few more stairs and walked towards the throne.
"You're finally here, and the lord is waiting for you."
Provantus, the butler, was about to report something, and just as he turned around, he saw Halfina, so he directly let Halfena up.
"You heard that summons, what else does that mean?"
The lord's expression was a little strange, as if he was missing something, but there was a glimmer of hope in his eyes, although he didn't know what the current situation was, but he seemed to have determined the hope of survival just by relying on the news just now.
"Greybeard ......"
"We talked about you just now, and my brother has something to tell you."
And as Halfina approached, a prime man next to the throne spoke, and he stepped aside, waiting for a message from the outpost.
"Okay."
After seeing her, Barguf's expression instantly returned to normal, of course, the kind of normality that caused his brows to shrink because he cared about the territory.
"So what's going on at the watchtower? Are there dragons there? β
"I'm sorry, lord.
The watchtower is gone, but we killed the dragon. β
Bargulf smiled a little when he heard this, but what the butler saw was that his brow never relaxed.
"I knew Ireles could be trusted.
But... This is certainly not enough. β
Moreover, How does a mortal body kill a dragon?
Soon, however, Halfina was able to answer the question for him.
"When the dragon died, I absorbed some kind of ...... from it Energy? β
After saying this, there was a deathly silence around them, and the man standing next to Halfina took a few steps back, then froze in place, staring at Halfina.
Barguf lowered his arm leaning on the bench with a slight weakness, but his expression was as if he had seen a god, and his face was full of incredulity.
The butler himself looked at Ellie a few more times, but did not say much, but the two guards behind him also forgot their duties as guards and looked straight at Halfina.
There was no sound, only the crackling sound of flames burning on the wood. This strange atmosphere made the person of the incident a little hairy.
You didn't say anything wrong, did you?
ββ¦β¦ Sister~"
However, at this time, Ellie appeared here "just in time", she called softly, and then walked over resignedly.
ββ¦β¦ Erlie..."
Halfina, who had a complicated look on her face, still responded, although she could see the true face of the girl in front of her clearly, but now this silence is more to be solved.
ββ¦β¦ Well, it's true, Greybeard is calling you. β
After seeing Erli walk into the other party's arms, Barguf, who had recovered from the shock, finally said slowly.
"Graybeard?"
A noun that had never been heard before, Halfina asked.
"They are masters of the way of roaring.
They are isolated from the world and dwell at the highest point of the throat of the world. β
Looks like a hermit... Moreover, they also seem to understand the power of dragon language, and Erlie writes in her heart.
"What do these Greybeards want from me?"
"Dragonborn are said to have a unique talent for sound, and they are able to infuse their powers into spitting or roaring.
If you're really a Dragonborn, they'll teach you how to use your talents. β
"Did you still hear those thunders when you returned to Baiman?"
The man behind him spoke, and Halfena turned her head away and whispered.
"Yes, I heard you.
And the words they shouted were the same as those from the dragon's mouth. β
"That's right, that's the dragon's roar.
That's the roar of Greybeard, and they're going to summon you to the Hogarth Peak! β
It looked like the man was very excited, as if some rare miracle had reappeared in front of him, but the housekeeper still poured cold water on the other party.
"Calm down, Holongna, does this Nord nonsense have anything to do with our friends?
While she may be very capable, I don't see where she resembles a "Dragonborn". β
Indeed, Halfina, who was now a little tired and covered in blood and mud, still had small wounds on her body, as if she had experienced a fiasco rather than a hero.
"Nord nonsense?! This is a sacred tradition that has been passed down from generation to generation since the first century! β
"Holongner, don't be too embarrassed for Avensi."
After seeing that the two might be about to enter into a quarrel over value, Barguf interjected and relieved his butler, and the butler was naturally happy to do so.
The lord turned his head back at the Dragonborn in front of him, and said solemnly.
"You'd better leave for Hogarth Peak at once, no one can refuse Greybeard's call, it's a great honor.
I'm jealous of you, understand? β¦β¦ Another 7,000 steps to climb, you know?
It was a peaceful and tranquil place, very... Isolated. β
Then, he adjusted himself and spoke loudly again.
"You've done me and the city a great favor, Dragonborn.
With the authority of the lord of White Man City, I grant you the name of Baron Snow Man City,
It is my power to confer upon you the highest honour. β
With that, Barguv stood up, faced the stunned Halfina, and handed the weapon behind him to Halfina.
"I have appointed Lydia as your personal bodyguard, and this weapon is a gift to you in my personal capacity as a symbol of your status.
I'll also inform all guards of your new title. We can't let them think you're an ordinary underclass, right? β
ββ¦β¦ I have no opinion..."
Halfina, who was still in a trance because she was suddenly appointed as a baron, subconsciously answered such a sentence.
"Very good.
We are honored to have you as our Baron, Dragonborn. β
Barguv said with a smile, his brow twisted, and he softened slightly.
Prophecy has the means to deal with prophecy, but only oneself can solve mortal affairs.
But...... The prophecy is not destined for destruction, but it is already a blessing.