As a fragment left behind by the God of Creation and a creature at the top of Nairn's food chain, dragons tend to manifest themselves as otherworldly in some way, such as preferring to live close to the sky – or, in layman's terms, in the mountains. According to the standard of the higher the height of the residence, the stronger the strength and strength, the dragon I am about to face seems to be much stronger than the one in Xueman, but there is no essential difference between the two, and all possibilities are basically in the hands of the Casemimer team.

In addition to this, this information has another piece of good news: we can finally no longer have to carry these bulky metal lumps up the mountain by manpower. I don't know where this unique metal that is indestructible and heavy as mercury is mined and smelted, and I have never seen the same kind of material in the snowy Sky Furnace.

The convoy was deployed outside the theoretical safe distance. Dragons may be powerful, but their keen sense of hearing and smell is not their strongest point, and in this respect they are not as skilled as the created werewolves of Helsin, the god of competition and hunting. As long as we don't make a sound on the scale of a square dance, the dragon inside won't know that its lair has welcomed a group of malicious visitors.

Now we don't have the slightest thing to worry about, because we're just hand-assembling a bunch of disassembled parts back to forging the Mocenturion, which doesn't make much of a difference.

……

The movement is not too big, but it is quite a long time, after all, assembling dozens of cars of parts is both a technical and a physical work. Fortunately, dragons didn't have the habit of walking outside the gate (they usually fly directly), so we stayed in the shelter in front of their house until the next morning.

The overnight rush of the Casimer team finally restored the Centurion to his original state. This means that soon I will be in a decisive battle with the dragons that inhabit the depths of the fortress. Of course, the word decisive battle is only for me, and in the eyes of others, what follows is a unique show, because the ultimate purpose of the mech that Casemir gave me was not for me to pilot it to eliminate harm for the people, but just to find out how powerful the weapons of the Forge Mo clan can be, and the dragon is a bad target at best.

As a result, I was assigned a number of additional tasks in addition to piloting the Mocenturion, and while Kasaimer's team was able to visually observe the battle between the Mocenturion and the dragon from outside the battlefield, the data they could collect was only second-hand. Some first-hand information still has to be provided by a truly immersive driver. As for the mercenaries who accompanied them. They've done everything they're supposed to do as porters, and they're probably going to be part-time part-time cheerleaders, hoping that they won't get another job as a scavenger.

In front of everyone's watch, I drove the Centurion of the Forge to the entrance of the abandoned fortress, which had been successfully activated after the charge had been successfully activated. Walked into this hidden dangerous mountain plain.

There are scattered corpses along the road. There are animals. There are also human ones. The common denominator of these bodies is that I didn't find any fatal injuries on them, and they didn't die by the usual sharp object tearing, blunt force blowing, or falling from a height. They're like...... Drowned. It's just that my suspicions are not supported by solid evidence, and there is no water to be found nearby, except for the small wet puddle beneath the corpses.

Leaving no longer the unanswered questions, I continued along the avenue towards the interior of the abandoned fortress with the Centurion of the Forge until the roar of the machines and the slight tremor of the earth awakened the dragon that was entrenched there.

A giant gray-white dragon fluttered its huge wings from the depths of the fortress and soared into the air to the top of a tower in front of the square where the Centurion of Forge was located.

It stared in my direction for a long time, probably never seeing a metal lump about its size and buzzing freely. It is understandable, after all, one flies in the sky, the other runs underground, the wind and horses and cows are not related, and the relationship between the two should exist if they have never met. By the way, since the mecha I drove is running underground, does this mean that there is an extremely vast and far-reaching space underneath the Tamriel Continent?

The dragon's angry roar drowned out the roar of the machine and interrupted my thoughts, and while the dragon hadn't figured out what the humanoid metal bump in front of it was, it had clearly determined that the unknown creature that appeared here must have bad intentions, and that it needed to protect its territory from any force.

……

As the Kasemer team predicted, the wisest thing a dragon could do in the face of an unknown foe was to test it from a distance, and the way to test it was through the dragons' unique dragon language.

“Fo！！！” (Note: Frost!! ）

With a dragon roar filled with murderous aura, a miserable white blizzard burst out of its mouth, completely engulfing the intruders standing where it was bowing.

As it turned out, this dragon wasn't the usual fire-breathing species, it excelled in the non-mainstream Frost Breath, and the corpses of unknown cause that I had encountered on the road were probably from it.

Unfortunately, while the ultra-low temperature Frost is an unstoppable weapon for a living target, it is now facing a machine with no vital signs to speak of, and the Ice Dragon's breath can probably only serve to cool the power system of the Forge Mocenturion. Moreover, the power system of the Centurion of the Forge Molion follows the route of "soul stone-steam-mechanical", and there is no chance of a short circuit in the circuit, if I only have to face this kind of attack, then my current defense is really invulnerable.

Soon after, the enemy in front of him did not appear to be as abnormal as it should be, and the dragon realized that the temptation had not worked as well as it should.

Does this mean that the enemy in front of you is far stronger than you? No, the dragon doesn't think so, it has never seen such an unreasonable foe in its long life, and its defeat will not be recognized, and it will launch further tests to find out how much power its opponent has.

According to the assessment of the Cassemer team, the next step should be that the dragon will fly from the top of the watchtower to the ground and attempt to engage me in hand-to-hand combat.

Things are indeed moving in this direction, and in this way, this Forge Centurion can come in handy. (To be continued......)