"This box should be Krako's last relic."

I handed the last crate of items from Krako's bedroom to Elend Graymane, the blacksmith of the Sky Forge. As the current owner of the Sky Forge over the years, he has been entrusted with some details of the funerals of the members of the Brothers-in-Arms over the years. The blacksmith placed the box on the anvil and began to assess the location of the relics one by one at the funeral.

"This is the trophy that Krako received when he completed the Trials of the Brothers-in-Arms. Krako proved his bravery and ability early on. ”

Troll skulls are defined as trophies and are suspended at the very bottom of the pyre.

"This gem ...... I often create pieces of jewelry for my wife to sell, so I've seen a lot of materials and I can feel a clear difference in this gemstone. It's just that Krako is dead, and the story behind the gem can only be buried with him. ”

A purple gem was placed at the very top of the pyre, within Crako's reach.

"This booklet ......," the blacksmith flipped through the notebook in his hand, and handed it back to mine, "this is Krako's diary before his death, and I think Krako would have preferred someone to read it rather than burn it." ”

I nodded, tucked the booklet into my arms, and asked about the last item in the box: "This is ...... A weapon? Do I need to use it as a burial gift? ”

From the outside, this should be an axe. Visually up to my waist, the thick and sturdy handle of the axe and the blade-like straight and sharp blade are all made of fine metal. There are no mechanically sound openings on the axe, which keeps the weapon from being too bulky. It's just that this two-handed axe must have experienced very frequent battles, and the blade of the axe is already incomplete, and many fragments have fallen off and are piled up in the chest.

The blacksmith picked up the axe, closed his eyes and rubbed it for a while, letting out a long sigh that gave me a taste of nostalgia.

"This is the Witch Slade."

I looked up at the flag of the Brothers-in-Arms hanging on the pyre, and the pattern on it was a two-handed axe. It turned out that this was Isgramer's weapon, something Krako had been sending his comrades to find, and this was what I was puzzled about.

"Krako was looking for these fragments before he died, what was his purpose?"

"He may be trying to reforge this legendary weapon."

The blacksmith is also not very clear about Krako's ultimate purpose, and can only give a conclusion that anyone can come to. I was noncommittal about this, and continued to ask the blacksmith about the disposition of the weapon.

"Then this should be Krako's last wish. I guess should we finish it before the funeral? ”

"Makes sense."

The blacksmith mixed the metal lumps in the box with the last pieces found by the members of the Brothers-in-Arms these days and began to count them.

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An underground furnace at night.

I summoned the two Farkas Wilcas brothers and Ella here to discuss something important and secret.

"I think I need to tell you that I've eradicated the blood of the wild from my body."

The three of them were all extremely surprised when they heard this, but there were differences in the details. Ella looked a little disappointed and worried, but I could tell from the look in her eyes that she understood me, and I had already told her what I wanted. Farkas was as calm as ever, not saying much, just frowning. And Wilcas reacted a lot, and if it weren't for my words later, he would have asked me "What?" right away. Tell me how, and I'll do the same. ”

Looking at Wilcas, I took out the Soul Stone on my body and continued, "I know that there are people who have different opinions about Helsin's blessing and even want to get rid of it completely, and I can provide you with a solution. Don't ask why, in short, the three soul stones in my hand can have such an effect, and it just so happens that there are three people here. I've said that, now it's up to you to choose. ”

"Really, can I really get back into human life?" Listening to my explanation, Wilcas was particularly excited. For as long as he can remember, he has been nurtured and taught by Krako, and as a result, he has inherited some of Krako's ideas, including the Nord traditions. I had seen this a long time ago when I talked to him, so I wasn't surprised at all by his choice.

"That's right."

I motioned for him to cut his fingers, drip the blood on the soul stone in the center of the altar, and then swung his knife to shreds it myself. A shadow-like wolf spirit emerged from Wilcas's body, picked up the prey in the soul stone and fled, and soon disappeared without a trace. The spectacle in front of him stunned him for a long time, until he figured out the real changes that had taken place in him.

Wilcas turned around and hugged his brother and cried, and there was a sense of relief in his cry. My brother had already made his choice, and I looked at him and waited for him to take a stand.

"I ...... I don't know what to do. ”

When the opportunity presented him, Farkas didn't know what to do. Perhaps he was already accustomed to this kind of life, and the lack of wild blood would overwhelm him. But I'm sure Pharkas is still resisting the blood of the wild, otherwise he wouldn't be as sleepless every night as his brother.

"Brother? What are you waiting for? Isn't your heart full of hope? Why don't you dare to say it now? Wilcas sensed Farkass's hesitation and pressed him repeatedly.

"Ever since the day I received the Wild Blood, I have followed the Wild Blood lifestyle. If I give up now, it will be tantamount to completely denying the meaning of life for more than ten years. ”

"Brother, we have been going astray in the past! Giving up now gives us a chance to find a new way forward! ”

"Even if it's a misguided path, I want to keep going. The burden of the past is too heavy for me to leave behind. ”

The brothers were torn between this. I looked at Ella, who was very depressed, and in the end she was the only one who kept her hold on to the blood of the wild. Even if Farkas ultimately chose to keep the Wild Blood, Ella would not be happy about it, as Farkas never took it as a faith.

Thinking of this, I spoke.

"Facas, I remember asking you a question last time in the stone mound and your response was: 'The hunter should be towards the prey, not the horizon', right?"

Farkas nodded.

"So, from the deepest part of your heart, do you see yourself as a hunter, or as a warrior?"

"Hunter, or Warrior......"

Farkas closed his eyes and sighed. When he opened his eyes again, his gaze had become firm and no longer wavered.

……

"Ella, I'm so sorry. Instead of following in your footsteps, I left you alone. Still, I hope you will be able to take this soul stone, and I will always welcome you when you have different thoughts in the future. ”

"Nothing. I have never seen them as my own kind, they have only used wild blood as a tool, they cannot understand what glory Helsing represents, the road must be lonely. ”

At the same time, Ella rejected the soul stone I handed her, and continued, "I don't need this stone, you can use it on Krako, he has always longed for Songard, but he has not been able to fulfill his wish until he dies. ”

Ella sat in the corner, her arms folded around her knees, and buried her head in it.

"yes, we owe him so much."

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In the middle of the night, in order to avoid being mistaken for a desecration by others, we came to Krako's side while the Sky Forge was empty.

"What was the result?"

Unlike before, when I shredded the soul stone, no wolf spirit came out of Krako's body, and the ebony blade in my hand did not send a signal that the goal had been achieved, so seeing that nothing abnormal had occurred after I raised the knife, the three of them asked me about the result.

"I don't know, maybe Krako is dead......

Just as I was trying to find a possible reason, I suddenly heard the voices of someone else from the steps behind me.

"Krako's soul is no longer here."

I hurriedly turned around, but fortunately the person who came was not an outsider, which made me put away my vigilance.

"Uncle Elund, do you know this secret of the Dao Brothers-in-Arms?"

"The Graymane family has been working on the Sky Forges since the First Age, and it's impossible not to know that there's a secret room underneath the tunnel. The comrades-in-arms are very well disguised, but I have discovered their secrets over the years. ”

Since the other party already claims to know everything clearly, let's ask him.

"What do you mean when you say Krako's soul is no longer here?"

"The Brothers-in-Arms is an ancient and noble organization of the Nords, do you know why they don't follow the traditions of their ancestors, but choose cremation?"

"I want to ...... What is it that prevents them from following the traditional burial customs of the Nords? ”

"That's right. The original members of the Brothers-in-Arms were all descendants of the 500 warriors of the Isgramer era, and most of their ancestors were buried with them in the tombs of Isgeramer. Therefore, if they were to follow the traditions of their ancestors, they should also be buried there, but the tomb of Isgramer has been completely sealed. ”

"I can't go back to my ancestors, so I use cremation?"

"That's right." The blacksmith nodded, and continued, "Their bodies will be burned by the flames of the Sky Forge, and they will return to the arms of Ginareth, but their souls will still meet their ancestors, and the tomb of Isgramer cannot prevent this. ”

"Do you mean that in order to help Krako free himself from the Wild Blood, I will first go to the tomb of Isgrammer myself? But didn't you say that the mausoleum had been completely sealed? ”

"It used to be that way, and now we have the keys."

Following the direction of the blacksmith's finger, I saw that Isgramer's weapon, the two-handed axe and the witch, had been neatly put together and placed on the anvil. But what makes me wonder is that these pieces are just put together, and I am afraid that it will be embarrassing.

"Prophecy says that a hero's flame can reforge broken things."

Hearing the blacksmith's explanation, I instantly understood what he meant. Heroic flames, hehe, this really torments me, but anyway, only I can take on this responsibility now.

“Yol－Toor－Shullllll！”

I tried to control my strength so that the flames could wash evenly and appropriately across the surface of Wuslad. In line with my breath, Erlund raised the hammer in his hand as well, letting the rhythmic percussion echo through the silence of the night.

……

As I grasped the tomahawk and examined it closely, a wave of momentum came from the weapon and surged through my body. Unlike when the Wild Blood was activated, the momentum left behind by Isgramer was magnificent, and I was instantly relieved of the gloom of Krako's death.

"How do you know this?"

"Ancestors dream."

Erlund, who had just finished his physical exertion and was wiping his sweat with a towel, smiled with relief.

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As the sun rose, I came to the snowy city gates. No one went with me, for I was the only one who was chosen, according to Erlund.

Elund told me that the purpose of this operation was not just to help Krako free from the blood of the wild, but also to put it to the test. Ancestors dream? Who knows what the hell is going on, but when I carry behind me this battle axe, which is truly from the ancestors of the Brothers-in-Arms, I will have nothing to fear.

I mounted my horse and told Ella behind me in an impassioned tone, "Don't worry, I'll prove my bravery and ability." ”

But Ella's face was a little worried.

"You're going to have a lot of difficulties along the way, so be careful." Speaking of this, Ella took out an alchemy test tube containing a red liquid from her bosom and handed it to me, "If you encounter any difficulties, drink it, and staying alive is the most important thing." ”

Wild blood? Let's take it for now. I don't think there's anything stopping me from being who I am now, but I'm a careful person after all, and it's always right to leave an extra way back.

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

On the 26th of Hearthfire, 4E, 201, the protagonist embarks on a pilgrimage to the Mausoleum of Isgramer. As you can expect, the trip was not all smooth sailing.

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