The shopkeeper who said he was going to buy ale wine last time has returned, but the innkeeper has disappeared again. I walked straight into Uncle Musk's room.

"I don't feel the dragon soul from your body, what happened?" Musk stopped what he was doing and squinted at me for a moment.

I told Musk about the current progress and asked for news about the slate.

"Searching for an ordinary stone slab in such a large territory is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack. Even if it is a living dragon, as long as it is cautious, it will be difficult to get specific clues without spending ten days and half a month. ”

I don't know how many people will continue to live in the shadow of the dragon these days, and I can't sleep in fear, and the dishonesty of the lord also makes me anxious. There wasn't much time for small talk, so I left him the address of the Hall of the Dead in Snowman City and left the hotel.

Regarding the whereabouts of the Dragonstone, I need to give an explanation to the lord and Faren. I asked Hadawa, and he said that the garrison of Ximu Town had found nothing suspicious, let alone any strange stone slabs.

Without any bargaining chips available, I had to go back empty-handed.

……

I sorted out the shape of the reflection of the pool in front of the gate of Longxiao Palace, after all, I am facing a noble lord, and I can't waste my etiquette because of the rush of the past few days.

The palace doors suddenly opened, and I turned around at the sound of a voice, and a figure in a gray cloak walked briskly away past me. Before I could identify who this man was, the voice of Farenga came from the palace gate.

"Ah, you're back, under the moon, this trip is really hard for you."

"I'm sorry......"

"I don't blame you, I probably guessed what happened, come in and talk about it."

Hey? Could it be that my squad members have already been in contact with him? But I noticed that he used the word "guess".

I walked into Farenga's magic laboratory, and the striking slate on the table immediately caught my eye. Without a doubt, this is definitely the dragonstone I was looking for.

"I'll just say how you can't find the whereabouts of the dragon stone in the Coldfall Temple, it turns out that you have already obtained it from another source. Was it sent by the man in the cloak? ”

"You'd better not mention in front of others that you've seen that person, or it might get you in some trouble." Fa Renjia put on a serious expression and admonished me.

"Huh? Did I just meet anyone? Do you mean the guard at the door or the maid in the palace? ”

"Hehe, you're so humorous." Fa Renjia spread his hands helplessly and turned the topic back to the slate, "My friend has already retrieved the slate in private, and I don't know it, which caused you to run away in vain. ”

"It's okay, I'm feeling guilty for not being able to do what I was entrusted with, and now that I've got the slate, I'm kind of letting go of a burden. Do you see anything in this slate? ”

"As recorded in the book, the slab bears a map corresponding to the territory of the snowman, and the point marked must be the nest of the dragons. The nearest marker is on the hill west of the snowman, where a dragon named Mirmenir once lived. ”

"Then it's time to go and get it in trouble. Do you need to do anything else before that? Slaying a dragon is probably not a casual thing. ”

"Longxiao Palace used to imprison a giant dragon back then, so we don't lack ways to deal with it. The plan had already been formulated, and all the tools were ready, just waiting for the dragon to take the initiative to send it to the door. I'll immediately dispatch people to set it up. ”

"You seem to be overly excited, I wonder if we should send scouts there to check first."

"I'm really excited, I've always hoped that one day a hero will come to Longxiao Palace with a dragon, just like the one-eyed Olaf back then, what an amazing sight it will be. Now, that wish is coming true. ”

Farenga rubbed his hands together, and at the moment he was immersed in a frenzied and urgent state of mind, completely ignoring my advice. Anyway, with his current momentum of "waiting for the meal" as a guarantee, I believe there will be no mistakes.

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"Irelis, why would a dark elf become Lord Nord's guard?"

"I met him for a long time and formed a friendship during the war. He inherited the lordship, and I continued to follow him to protect him. ”

"You always seem to be by his side, does the lord face a lot of threats?"

"That's a lot. Assassins from all sorts of powers, families with different political views and conflicting interests, negligent guards, and even the illusion that his children wanted to kill him, but many people with bad intentions have died at my hands anyway. These were only physical threats, not counting his mental pressure, and every day he had to deal with a gang of flattering and incompetent bureaucrats and profiteers, whom I really wanted to deal with myself. ”

"Well, the lord must have his own plans."

……

I'm in a watchtower on the west side of the snowman, close to the dragon's perch, and the stone building can be adjusted to the right angle for "ground-to-air weapons".

"In order to prevent the grass from startling the snakes, we must not place these heavy weapons too close to the dragon. The men of the Comrades have already made their way to the dragon's perch, and according to the plan they will drive the dragon in our direction. When the dragon flies over, we shoot it down and fix it on the ground, and then make it pay. "Ireles explained to me her plan.

These siege crossbows were equipped with arm-thick arrows. The barbed arrows were very sharp, and the taut strings glowed bright red under my detection trap magic, and I had no doubt that it would be able to penetrate the dragon's body with ease. At the end of the arrow is a sturdy-looking iron chain wrapped around a barrel trap at the end.

The soldiers stood guard by their respective ballistas, and there seemed to be no one else.

"I remember there weren't a lot of mercenaries? Why don't you get them involved? ”

"Those mercenaries are tasked with finding the dragons, and the current situation in Skyrim makes it impossible for the lord to make large-scale military moves. What's more, my personal bravery is completely vulnerable in front of the dragon, and I trust these well-trained and well-coordinated soldiers, who I brought out with my own hands. ”

"I still want to thank you for allowing me to stand here."

"Akai's priest has mentioned you, and I need to give him face."

……

"Tweet ~~~~~~"

The light dragged the smoke through the air, and the dragon's roar came from afar.

"The comrades-in-arms have already fought with the dragon, and everyone is in a state of readiness!" Seeing the signal, Ireles interrupted his conversation with me and gave orders to the soldiers around him.

"Is it really okay for the people of the Brothers-in-Arms to deal with that dragon?" I raised my doubts with Ireles.

"It's the elite of the Ring that struck this time, and I'm not surprised if they kill the dragon over there." Ireles has a lot of faith in the warriors known as the Rings, but I don't want the dragon to die over there, I need to capture the dragon's soul on the spot.

"I'm a mage, and I don't know much about the amount of power a warrior has......"

"Oh? Last time in the courtyard of Longxiao Palace, I didn't let you fully understand the strength of a warrior, which was really my dereliction. ”

"Uh, pardon me. I'm just curious to see how the Brothers-in-Arms will fight the dragons. ”

"I'm curious too, it's just that the Brothers-in-Arms refuse anyone to watch their battle with the dragon. As far as I know, the members of the Circle are some of the most powerful fighters in the Circle of Brothers, and their strength, skill, and experience are unmatched. As incredible as it sounds, I can't think of any other means for a warrior to use a dragon than hand-to-hand combat. ”

"It's amazing to be able to compete with a dragon through the strength of your body." I was deeply curious about the organization of the Brothers-in-Arms.

……

"Tweet ~~~~~~"

After several minutes of anxious waiting, a second flare exploded in the air.

"All the ballistas adjust their positions in the direction of the signal, and the dragon is about to appear in view!"

This flare means that the Allies have achieved their goal: to knock the dragon back and force it to move in the direction of the watchtower.

The echo of the flare had not yet disappeared into the sky, and with a fierce dragon groan, a dragon with an uncoordinated flight posture poked out of the mountain. I quickly took out my binoculars and observed the dragon's condition. This was the first time I had taken a closer look at a dragon, and I couldn't have died in Helgen Fortress before and cared about other meaningless things.

This dragon is nowhere near as big and powerful as Alduin, but it is still a dragon at any rate. The sound of heavy breathing and swallowing was faintly heard, and the nervousness of the crossbow soldiers around them was clearly visible.

Looking through the binoculars, the dragon was dull in color, with red spots all over its head. The bones of its two front paws hold the wing membrane in place, and the wing membrane is continuously waved to provide lift.

As the dragon got closer to us, I realized that the red spot on its head was bloodstained. Visually, the group of comrades dealt a rather heavy blow to the dragon, so much so that the dragon was covered in blood and faltered, and its flight altitude was also within the range of the ballista.

"Ready! …… Put!!! ”

Ireles broke the tense silence with a command, and seven or eight huge crossbow arrows were shot into the sky with a rope in tow.

Although half of the bolts fell weakly after drawing a futile parabola, three bolts still hit the dragon's body, one in the dragon's left wing and two in the dragon's belly, and several heavy blows caused the dragon to let out a long roar of pain.

"Take back the rope!" The dark elves shouted loudly, and the soldiers next to the other ballistas reacted, quickly leaning towards the three ballistas that had hit the dragon, and turning the crank in unison, trying to retract the iron rope and pull the dragon from the air.

The dragon we plotted against refused to be captured, and it flapped its wings with all its strength, despite the fact that it still had a crossbow bolt stuck in its wings. The soft abdomen could not bear the mutual tearing of these two forces, and the two crossbow arrows fell straight down with two large pieces of belly flesh, and two shocking blood flowers bloomed in the air.

The dragon had only one bolt left on it, and this bolt forced the dragon to face the worst. The bolt pierced the wing, and the barb on the bolt made it necessary for the dragon to pay the price of the entire left flank to break free from the chain, which in turn forced the dragon to circle around the tower with a radius of iron cables.

There was a huge pull on the left side of the body, and the severe labor pain forced the dragon to lean down to the left. When leaning to the left at a certain angle, the dragon needs to lower its right body with it to maintain its level.

If this cycle continues, the dragon knows that it will eventually be pulled to the ground for slaughter. So it struggled with all its might, trying to break free from the iron ropes that bound the left flank.

However, the dragon was at the end of its power, and its exhausted left flank alone could no longer compete with the strength of the large group of soldiers below. As its body tilted to the left to sixty degrees, the lift provided by its wings could no longer bear its own gravity and cable pull, and it rolled in the air a few times, falling to the ground unwillingly.

The soldiers erupted in cheers. Under Ireles' orders, they quickly rallied and rushed to the place where the dragon fell. Ireles and I hurried to that position.

……

Even when pulled to the ground, the dragon's desire to survive should not be underestimated. With the ground as support, the dragon was able to exert the strength of its flesh, swinging its left flank and successfully pulling the other end of the rope back from the soldiers' hands.

But now that the dragon is in shallow water, it is weak, and it is no longer able to return to the sky, and it is difficult to even let out a breath full of murderous power. No matter how strong the body is, it will eventually get tired, and if it is left on the ground to face the siege of so many people, the dragon has only one way to die.

The blood-scarred dragon also recognized this, and it became very violent, indiscriminately attacking everything around it, constantly being flapped by his wings, and several unfortunate soldiers were killed in the dragon's mouth, and occasionally the dragon would let out a cry of pain as its wings hit the hard stone walls and the earth.

The power of the dragon's backs is staggering, and it can inflict more casualties than expected on the army. Seeing that five soldiers had already been killed, and it was difficult to count the wounded at a glance, I could not bear to stand by the inaction. At the same time, I vaguely sensed that a force was being pulled in my body, and following this feeling, I gathered the force of the roar into my chest, ready to join the attack on the dragon.

The dragon seemed to realize something, and it ignored the raindrops of attacks and struggled to move in my direction. It balanced itself on the ground with its two bloody winged claws, and stepped towards me step by step.

The soldiers didn't have time to pay attention to the dragon's abnormality, they only knew that the dragon relaxed its attack on its surroundings and poured more ferocious fire on the dragon. The dragon's steps grew slower and heavier, and it staggered as if it was about to fall at any moment, and I was afraid that it would not be able to make it to me alive.

I took the initiative to run forward, and as I got closer to the dragon, I felt a surge of force coming from the dragon's body, and a flame in my chest had been ignited!

The dragon's life is coming to an end. Its left wing had completely lost its strength, hanging empty, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground, while its right wing had just been battered by Ireleth's flaming blade. The massive body filled with arrows lost its support and was about to fall forward.

And the surging tide in my chest is about to burst out!

“Fus！ Ro！！ Dahhhhh！！！ ”

“Dovahkiin？！ Nid！！ ”

The dragon didn't have time to utter a longer last word.

The terrifying-looking shock wave pierced through the dragon's blood-stained body, and with the exaggerated deformation of its neck, the head that was about to fall to the ground rose back to its feet under the impact of the roar.

After the first shock wave of "Fus", the dragon's body began to burn, radiating a dazzling light. A visibly visible mist of light poured into my body, supporting me to roar out the last two syllables.

The amount of strength that had accumulated in my chest was cleared by a roar. Although my body was empty, I could clearly feel something in my body, maybe it was the dragon's soul power. I collapsed on the ground, looking up at the huge pile of dry bones in front of me, remembering the words the dragon had spoken before he died.

“Dovahkiin？ Nid！！ ”

This is the language of the dragon.

Nid is a modal word that means shock, fear, and disbelief.

Another word, Dovah is Dragon, and kiin is born.

Duwakin, Dragonborn.

Dragonborn.

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=============== the author's words ==============

In 4E201, on the 27th of Lastseed, the protagonist slays the first dragon through the Way of Roar. Mir-Mul-Nir is the name of the dragon, which means Allegiance-Strong-Hunt.