"Hello, can you take me to the island in front of me?"

The other person responded by shaking his head.

I even asked several walruses with three tusks, and they all gave me the same answer.

"Can you tell me what to do with it?"

The three-toothed walrus lifted its two fat front fins in a fan-like shape, and tried to tilt its head so that its three teeth were aimed in my direction, trying to pose as a fierce and vicious look, but there was only one word in my eyes - cute. Ay...... Looks so cute, will I bear to eat this animal in the future?

Without further ado, let's get back to the point. I can understand the meaning of the walrus, that island is inhabited by a winged bird of prey (beast), which they refuse to go for their own safety. So I had to walk.

Walking here cannot be taken literally. Normally, you need to swim to cross the sea, but I also have a two-handed axe made of pure metal, so it is very difficult to float on the sea. So I had to use my underwater breathing magic and step by step on the mud and sand at the bottom of the sea.

Cold.

Although the water temperature of the sea is much higher than that of the coast, the density of the sea is also much higher than that of the air, so the body is more likely to lose heat in the seawater. I forced myself to think about something else so that time could pass faster.

According to the map, the island ahead is the end of the trip, where the Isgramer Mausoleum is located. It is recorded in the "Song of Return" that Isgramer chose to be buried by the sea so that he could face the continent of Atmora, where he was born, after death. This means that the entrance to the tomb will probably be from north to south, in the opposite direction of what I will be landing in.

What's in the tomb? I'm guessing it's hordes of ghouls, and Isgerama's tomb is probably the oldest Nord tomb in Skyrim. I didn't and couldn't carry the Ebony Blade on this trip, it was pointless for me to sneak in, and the last battle was inevitable; But it would be rude for me to slash all the way in, after all, I'm not here to find fault with these seniors. What should be done with the sleepers in the tomb?

By the way, the three-tusked walrus just told me that there is a winged bird of prey inhabited on that island, and it can't be a dragon, right? Well, I guess I'm overthinking, if it's really a dragon, the walrus should add a tail wag movement.

……

Under the effect of the change spell, the water condensed on the surface of the body and clothing is transformed into a gaseous state and completely evaporated in a short period of time. Along the gently rising seabed, I landed on the south side of the island.

There is a hill on the island, and the ancient staircase looms under the snow, zigzag to the top. I followed the path to the platform at the top of the mountain, which was littered with corpses including snow wolves, three-tusked walruses, and even a giant mammoth skull. And the creatures that kill them...... It is a majestic and majestic eagle with snow-white fur resting high in front of it.

Realizing that an intruder had set foot on his territory, the White Eagle spread its wings and flew towards me with angry eyes, and I immediately drew out the Witch Slad and met it.

This guy is even more difficult to deal with than the werewolf last time. The White Eagle grabbed the Witch Slade with his talons, and flailed his wings at the top of the wreck, trying to snatch the weapon out of my hand, but I was at a loss for it. The two hands holding the weapon in front of me prevented me from using the dragon's roar, and the direction of the opponent's force prevented me from making full use of my physical strength. Seeing that I was about to be dragged into the air with my weapon, I had to let go of my hands.

The White Eagle threw the Witch Slad off the cliff behind his perch, and circled in the air, murderous, ready to strike at me again. Standing on the open ground with enemies on all sides, I sprinted to the end of the platform, with my back against the arched hill, forcing the opponent to fly in my sight when attacking.

In the absence of a weapon, it is impossible to use the flesh and blood of a human to smash the steel teeth and iron claws of the white giant eagle. I raised my hands above my head in the attempt to grab the other person's limb while my brain was running at full speed to think of what to do.

Kaan－Drem－Ov。

In the totemic culture of the ancient Nords, the eagle was the symbol of Ginalais, and if I recited the whispers of the ancient flashes to it, it would have an effect. But Ginareth's peacefulness was only enough to calm the animal and engage in a vague exchange with me, and if I couldn't meet the other person's expectations after that, things would still go the way they had planned.

It's getting closer. The white eagle swept through the snow, and my coat and hair fluttered backwards in the violent air movement.

Just as I was about to speak, a sound came from the arched mountain wall against which I was leaning, striking me unsuspectingly behind me like a bell. The whisper that was about to be chanted was distorted by the force of the force, and finally burst out of my mouth with a completely different roar.

“Raan－Mir－Tah！！！”

The White Eagle suddenly became docile under the vibration of the roar, and it made a sharp turn in the air to dissipate all the force of the dive, and landed in front of me.

Animal Union! It turns out that the voice I just roared out was also in dragon language! Raan means animal, Mir means loyalty, and Tah means unity. When I looked back, the arched mountain wall behind me was a dragon wall, and the gust of wind that blew when the white eagle swooped down caused the snow on the wall to fall off one after another, revealing its original face.

On the stone wall is engraved a dragon saying in vigorous and robust script: not every brave man can be recognized by ice, snow and steel.

"Ice and steel? What's your name? ”

White Eagle nodded. It flapped its wings and floated three meters in the air, and I leapt to grab its claws and let it glide and carry me down the cliff.

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Two protrusions protruded from both sides of the main entrance of the mausoleum, one left and one right, and I gently stroked away the snow to reveal the eagle's head sculpture hidden underneath. A life-size stone statue stands on a pedestal in the middle of the front hall, guarded by stout pillars on both sides. In the thousands of years since Isgrammer's burial, many pilgrims may have braved the odds to get here, but they had to get here in the end, because the gate ahead has never been opened since.

I return the witch to the stone statue and bring this legendary weapon back into the hands of its owner, Isgrammer. Once the object was returned to its original owner, the door behind the stone statue was awakened from the dust and slowly opened to welcome the first visitor in thousands of years.

With brilliant lights, carved walls and carved beams, a clean and tidy environment, and orderly furnishings, it is more of a deserted palace than a gorgeous ancient tomb. As I walked through the palace, I felt as if I was in full view, but when I looked around with feeling, all the dead were still sleeping quietly in their coffins.

Walking through one corridor after another, I came to the final hall. A faint blue flame danced on the central altar, but the whole hall was not dimmed because the light of the fire illuminated the horizon of the soul.

"Is it Krako-senpai?"

A soul of the same color as the flame was standing directly behind the altar. When I asked him, he answered with his soul, and the voice came straight into my head.

"You're finally here."

"Are you the only one here?"

"In fact, you are surrounded by the spirits of your ancestors, and they are all watching your every move, but you can only see me. If he were old Virgina, I'm sure he would have seen a lot of his ancestors. ”

I see, I have always felt strange before, it turns out that my every move is under the sight of the souls of these ancient Nords.

"Can you see them, then?"

"I can see them all, those who have gone to Songard, and those who are trapped in the Helsing's plane."

"Helsing's plane?"

"Yes. Every time a pioneer dies, his soul will come to a fork in the road. The ancestors of Songard and the hunting grounds of Helsing also came to witness this. ”

"As far as I know, Helsing won't give you a choice."

"yes. Here, the pioneers will fight against their wildness, but the soul is so fragile that no one can escape from Helsin's hunting net. ”

"What should I do?"

"Please tame the wildness within me."

Krako's soul stopped talking, but fell into chaos. The wild wolf soul lurking in him has been completely revealed, and the final battle is coming.

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