That "oh" is called an understatement!

That "oh" is called a wave!

That "oh" is called a heart like stopping water!

"You can't confess ...... me," Sorotark called one angry.

But the last half of the sentence is so stiffly gone.

I don't know if Nasser expected this, but obsidian objects are brittle, more brittle than glass (don't be misled by a block game!). Like a certain guy, the stupid son of the landlord's family used it as a weapon, it is really reckless regardless of the cost and the result.

Now the weapon is shattered, and the fire is heavy.

"You don't even have the courage to face it, do you have the face to say me?" Na Se was stunned by a word, and all the things that this guy wanted to say behind him had to be put back into his stomach.

"And you're flying on the fuel of the Sky Battleship right now, so I'll ask you a question, there's an extra person on board, can't you feel it?"

"One more person?"

A group of people began to find out who Nasser was talking about.

Therefore, all eyes converged on a cloaked person behind Yun Waterfall.

The man was tall, and his brownish-gray cloak was very shabby, and he didn't know if the brownish-gray was his original color or dirty, and the hem was torn to tatters.

"You said she? She's here for you. Yunpu said, "Dragonborn, is that your name?" ”

"Just speaking Chinese doesn't count, and then he also said the name of the dragon language." Nashur said that he couldn't perform dragon grammar now, and the main reason was to forget.

“Fahhin，Dovahkiin。” (Translation: Praise be to you, Dragonborn.) ）

It was obvious from the voice that it was a woman, but the stiffness of this dragon's language was enough to tell that it didn't seem to be a dragonborn or a graybeard or something.

There are too few women who are so tall, and they listen to voices that look like elves.

"Uh...... What did she say? Naser felt the limitations of language and turned to look at Sorotarch.

That's right, Sorotarch can speak dragons, and he seems to know more than Nather.

"Don't look at me, I'll only reply one or two sentences." Sorotarch said, "And you forgot that I still want to possess you with dragon grammar." ”

While talking and not forgetting, he gave someone crazy hints.

He didn't want to expose his dragon clone in such a hurry, and his dragon clone was too awesome to take it out casually.

"She's saying, 'Praise you, Dragonborn.'" Hermes was helpless and said.

"You can also speak dragons?" Nasser asked.

"Have you forgotten who put this kind of thing into Pandora's box like the language barrier?" Hermes didn't say a word before he came with a lethal blow.

He was afraid of language communication at the beginning, and the reason was simple.

I'm afraid that what I've experienced will be exposed.

But now that it's all here, what if it's exposed? Won't it be possible to expel him from Olympus again? Mount Olympus has completely collapsed, where else can it go?

"Nasser, what he just said was just a greeting, which I can easily translate, but I don't know anything more if she wants to say more." Hermes said, "The silver unicorn mask you brought earlier was Protos's, right?" ”

"Yes, it's my eldest brother." Nasser said.

"If I'm not mistaken, he must have attached a translation ability to that mask, so you should be able to communicate with these people normally when you wear him."

Naser put on the mask suspiciously, and Hermes quickly came up, worthy of Protos's old colleague, and adjusted the unicorn mask slightly, it seemed that it was really a little different.

"I guess you shouldn't have to worry about that now, right?" Hermes said he still vividly remembers the language barrier he had so hard to create, the desperation he felt when he was interrupted by a move by Protos.

"Uh...... Not really. Naser looked at the line of subtitles that appeared in his field of vision, speechless.

My eldest brother's idea is really ahead of its time!

(So I replaced the things shown in the subtitles for everyone, and what she wanted to say was that others couldn't understand and would be displayed in parentheses.) ）

"Are you a dragonborn?" ”

This was addressed to Sorotarch.

And through the characteristics of the language, you can clearly hear that she is speaking Elf.

Genie?

How did these guys get out of the barrier that the gods had planted in the first place?

The reason why these guys disappeared was actually house arrest in disguise by the gods.

Gaia gave them the equivalent of creating a plane that could communicate with the source world independently, and laid an enchantment so that they could never get out.

Or is it because of the collapse of Mount Olympus, the barrier has been shattered?

Indeed, he seemed to understand a little more than Nather.

Sorotarch pointed at Nather.

"Praise you from the bottom of my heart, Dragonborn, for understanding what I say?" ”

Nather nodded.

"For the sake of respect for you, I'll use your language." The female elf said, "It's very unfortunate that it may bother you for a while,"

"I'm a golden-armored swordsman, and I've come to you this time to bring you a message for help." The female elf said to herself, "The Moon Elf King City is now infested by dragons, and we beg you to help us hunt them. ”

"emmm......" Nashar was that crashing at the time.

Really, I want him to do this business again.

Although he is a dragonborn, he is really not good at hunting dragons!

After all, he now fights and hunts purely by hand.

That's right, by his "king's power" - the right hand devil's claw.

It was so easy to hunt that dragon before, it was purely because they caught that dragon in its weak period.

And that's not an orthodox dragon!

And the dragon soul is also quite not pure enough, otherwise the combat effectiveness at that time should have improved, not now, after so much time, it still can't hit a fart with three poles.

So it is estimated that Naser will not want to go even if he is killed.

The elven swordswoman in front of her threw herself down on one knee with a thud.

"We know you're from the Shadow Brotherhood, but the Shadow Brotherhood has been contributing to peace in our royal city right now, so if you're willing to come forward, we won't pursue your assassination of Prince Ork."

"Then I ask you, how did you get here?" Nasser asked.

"By the care of Elder Graybeard, he gave me a dragon's tooth, and I made a compass out of it, which will always point in your direction."

"Okay, get up first, tell me, what's your name?"

Nasser was powerless to argue with the current state of affairs.

Looks like he has to go.

There's no way, he's a Dragonborn, and that can't be changed.

"Ekaterina, Ekaterina Anoshna."

"Very well, Catherine." Nather let out a long sigh, "I can help you. ”