The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Zelin pulled the iron piece pierced into the meat from his arm, and the blood that was brought out was splashed on a layer of stagnant water, and a white mist appeared like an iron block in cold water. His iron sword was completely turned into a waste product in the confrontation with the ghoul overlord. From the blade to the blade, it was scattered everywhere, only the hilt was intact.

The hilt was then thrown aside, and now it was just a piece of meaningless wood. The ebony blade turned half an arc in the hands of the demon hunter, turning around like a ghost, and the powerful roar hit Zelin like a heavy hammer, but he didn't feel anything. The decoction made his whole body burn. . He felt like he was burning, but he didn't need to put out the fire. He is a sophisticated swordsman and a master of swordsmanship. He stood firmly on the ground with his right foot, and then tried to attack the face under the ghoul's helmet. The goal was the gleaming eyes.

He must attack.

The ghoul overlord stepped over the corpses of other ghouls and launched a swift blow to the demon hunter. The cold giant axe cut deep scratches on the stone wall of the tunnel, but did not hit the demon hunter, and the ebony blade blocked it. , The powerful force made Zelin's arm tremble, and the bones groaned. Ordinary people cannot withstand such an attack. The power of the ghoul overlord can cut an ordinary person with a shield together with the shield. The ebony blade was intact, and the power was transferred to Zelin, but the body infused with the decoction and potion refused to ache. He made a half-turn, and then slammed a direct blow, cutting off the ghoul holding the axe. One hand, then turned around again, it was the second one. Then there was the third sword. The old Nord helmet was just a layer of paper in front of the sharp magic artifact.

Zelin didn't know how long the time had passed, and there were no enemies in front of him. The viscous liquid on the ground seemed to stick him in place, making it difficult for him to stand up, until a pair of hands stopped his arm. He touched the sleeves of the robe that had been burned out by the flames, as well as the soft and trembling skin.

"I got the staff, the monster almost burned me to death... The Holy Spirit must be blessing us, it must be the Holy Spirit! I must help you stop the bleeding, Professor Colette taught me some knowledge, or you will be drowned in your own blood. Die."

Chapter 269 The New Legend

The swaying carriage awakened Zelin from his sleep. In other words, he was pulled out from the depths of silt surrounded by slender algae leaves between waking and sleeping, like under a calm lake.

On the snow-covered wooden stake next to the morning star port, a rooster shook its feathers in the slightly cold fog, and made a third croak.

The demon hunter opened his eyes, and the pale sun was dripping faint heat onto the ground. The weather is rare to clear, but the cold wind that blows through will still make people want to wrap their whole body in a cotton coat. He sat up slowly, taking a long breath, the sequelae of potions and decoctions made the back of his head aching, like a hangover. After all, it is a dwarf spirit that ordinary people can't bear.

"Oh~ you are awake, great. There are wounds all over your body. I am also worried that you will lose too much blood and die. The troll grabbed a hole in your stomach and you can see everything inside. Holy Spirit bless you , You must have been favored by the goddess Gina Laise, and it took only two days to recover."

The mage girl heard the sound from behind the carriage, and raised her head in concern. Zelin was covered with a fur blanket.

"I think you should lie down, you need to rest."

"No, I'm alright." White Lafada's effectiveness is good. Zelin has suffered more injuries than this. When he was young, he wanted to kill a deer head spirit to obtain a mutant, although He won, but the price was three days in a coma in the forest. Fortunately, there was no rain and no beasts passing by. "My coat and armor."

"There. I hope that when I return to the academy, Professor Toldif can give me a better robe." Virginia pointed to the corner of the carriage behind the griffon leather armor stained with blood and soot. They were piled up indiscriminately, underneath were the light blue robes with many burning holes, and the jacket and shirt of the demon hunter, almost glued into a ball of cloth by blood. "Your shirt and wound are glued together," So I took it down." Zelin sighed for his favorite armor being treated with no pity. Although it is damaged, it can become normal after a repair. The wizard is the wizard, and these spellcasters have never understood the warrior's love for armor and weapons.

Virginia seemed to misunderstand Zelin's sigh.

"I'm sorry."

He turned to look at the mage in front of her. She was wearing an extremely unfit robe. The whole body was too loose, but her chest was tight. She must be a man's clothing. The wide collar made her keep pulling the corners. Prevent the clothes from slipping off the shoulders. The stale smell on it indicated that Virginia had picked it off from some unlucky mage.

The scenery on both sides is familiar, they are along this road to Labrinxian, it seems that she did not go wrong. Virginia has been reading books all the way, but she must be beyond ordinary people’s memory. If she doesn’t look at the map to remember the road she has taken in the past four days, the demon hunter may not be able to do it. He has to walk twice or Wait a few more days.

This can also explain why the wizard girl reads books as fast as she is eating.

"This was supposed to be a college business. I'm sorry to involve you in such a dangerous thing. That ruin... is terrible." It seemed that Virginia had a cold war on thinking of something, and of course it was possible. It's just because of the cold "I, I should... well, what kind of payment should I pay you, if it weren't for you, I might have died when that voice sucked my magic power for the first time."

"Things have passed, and they can't be changed if they happen... Remuneration? Don't worry. For uncertain commissions, I like to measure remuneration by workload."

"Uh..."

The mage girl was dazed by the ambiguity of the demon hunter, as if she was thinking about what kind of remuneration could be paid. But Zelin's question interrupted her thinking

"Where are we now?"

"We are about to enter the winter fort collar, there is not much snow on the mountain road, and we can return to the winter fort tonight. Hi, will you stay in the college for a while? The old orc in the library will definitely be willing to have an extra helper , You can live in the academy." Virginia asked expectantly, "Ancano must have premeditated. He also sent a subordinate to the exit of Labrinxian to assassinate me. I don’t know that the academy will be destroyed by him. What it looks like, the academy will need a helper. Whether it is Professor Toldiv or the high-level wizard Mirabell who becomes the archmage, they must consider restoring the academy. You can accept a commission in the academy and work until next spring. ...Hello? Are you listening?"

The demon hunter closed his eyes and lay back.

"Oh... well, well, you need to rest."

The mage girl was a little lost.

He closed his eyes.

The horse-drawn carriage swayed rhythmically, like a massage, making his newly recovered muscles feel tired.

He fell asleep.

He heard the sound.

"Mortal warriors are all pursuing the weapons and powerful combat skills of the demons. When weaving begins, mortals fall into the net... Power brings temptation, power brings desire, or immersed in enjoyment and cannot extricate itself. I am Ms. Mefala, the whispering lady, is the **** of lies, murder, and sexuality. Listen to the whispers."

Zelin was unmoved by this.

"You have used the ebony blade, whether you admit it or not, you are already lying in my net. When you encounter difficulties again, use the ebony blade to kill the closest person around you and let this weapon absorb Power, you can get out of trouble. People with special souls, I have seen death, gossip, and satisfying desires in you. Consider my words, since your Cyrodier champion is After I presented the night candies, and after proficiently instigating the village and clan conflicts, you are my favorite user of magic artifacts for a hundred years."

Zelin seemed to fall asleep.

With the creak, the carriage returned to the Winterhold with the falling snow again. A small, inconspicuous carriage, with an ebony blade, a Magnus wand, and a mask with peculiar magic power in it. After three days of rest, the demon hunter can stand up, thanks to the alchemy potions of this world, he recovers much faster than before, whether it is physical strength or energy. Virginia changed into a suitable robes, and the professors and students in Winterhold College had retired to Winterhold City. Because the entire academy, even the narrow mountain road outside, has been wrapped in powerful magical energy, they can't get close, let alone stop the spread of magical energy.

Unfortunately, the wizard Mirabelle failed to survive.

These mages have eliminated all magical creatures in the town as much as possible. Although there are still cracks appearing in the town following Ancano's actions, the magical creatures gushing out in the dark make the local soldiers exhausted.

"Hu En! Go and plug that crack!"

"Only Hu En, can you plug the crack?" Virginia held the Magnus staff, and the wizards were preparing to retake the Winterhold. The remaining magical creatures and cracks could only be temporarily handed over to the guards to deal with.

"No problem, if there are a hundred Hoons, we might be able to hit the other side of the crack." Another guard joked, "Your face is not good, let me guess, your donut was stolen. Up?"

"No, everything is fine." Virginia said to the professors and apprentices behind her, holding the staff tightly. Now, it’s time to take back the legacy that belongs to us, our academy."

"We listen to your orders." Toldiv, the oldest mage on the scene, nodded to the former apprentice, "Chief Mage."

PS: No matter how many times I encounter the sensitive words of the book guest, it can bring me surprises...

Chapter 270 An Invitation Letter

The new chief mage was born.

Virginia will act as the new chief mage, in charge of this academy, which is standing side by side with the nine territories. In terms of sheer strength, she is competent for this job. In the battle to retake the academy, the wizard girl used the rod of Magnus to weaken the power of the Eye of Magnus, and broke the barrier that enveloped the academy. , And defeated the high elf mage Ancano who captured the power of the Eye of Magnus in the Hall of Elements.

It was a battle between wizards, fire and lightning, and Zelin couldn't participate in it when the anti-magical metal was ineffective on the magic of this world. However, without the magic protection of the powerful magical object, the Eye of Magnus, Ancano was no match for the many magicians in the academy. They entered the academy in the morning. About half an hour later, the electric lights and explosions stopped. Then Farauda, ​​professor of magic in the Destruction Department, walked out of it and continued her work of guarding the door and assessing freshmen.

But Zelin is very worried about whether Virginia can handle the relationship between the college and the nine territories, especially when the civil war is at a stalemate, whether it is the Imperial Army or the Stormcloak, it will draw all useful forces.

"I can't believe it...How come I, an apprentice from Cyrodir, became the chief mage?"

"Relax, since Toldiv and the other professors think you are qualified to be the chief mage, you are the chief mage."

This time, Zelin was not in the inn of the Frozen Furnace, but in the chief mage room of the academy. Since this incident, several families in Winterhold intend to move away, and Lord Collier estimates that they will be worried about whether they can keep Winterhold’s status as the nine territories. It is said that he is planning to hire manpower to find the ancient crown of Winterhold to prove his legal status.

This room is worthy of the title of Chief Master of Skyrim. It is a round house located on the high tower on the side of the college. All the furniture is placed on the wall, the huge mahogany bookcase is neatly placed with books on history and magic, and the low cabinet contains many alchemy materials and magic potions for research, alchemy workbenches and enchanting work. The tables are placed on both sides of the entrance of the house. An arc-shaped wall blocks the chief mage’s resting bed from the sight of visitors at the entrance. The real attraction in the entire room is a tree that emits faint fluorescence. The tree itself does not emit light. What emits light is the weird plants around the tree. These alchemical materials are planted indoors, which can not only add luster to the room, but also allow the mage living here to obtain materials on the spot.

Alchemy material plants can be grown indoors, as long as some soil is needed. Maybe not just the Winter Fort, Mahakam's castle can also be farmed. During this time, he learned about many alchemy potions. These potions are not only for healing pains and restoring physical strength. Some potions can even be the same as decoction potions to enhance people's physical fitness and enhance strength.

As part of the reward, Virginia gave Zelin a lot of alchemy material bugs. Of course Zelin couldn’t bring them now. There is still close to three months. He can’t bring a bunch of races to walk in Skyrim. . So these seeds, magic scrolls will still be temporarily placed in the academy. But there is one thing that can be taken away. His steel sword is broken, so Virginia asked the enchanting master of the college to help him make a long sword with enchanted flame effect.

But this sword is dark gold.

"This is the weapon that the academy found when exploring the ruins of the dwarf. It is a long sword forged from dwarf ore and stainless steel. The forging technology of the dwarf is very strange. This long sword is not much heavier than a one-handed sword."

Virginia was right. The weapon was lighter and sharp. Before Zelin found a better weapon, he could only use this first. Something is better than nothing. The Griffon silver sword can still be used after repair, but the demon hunter has already planned it. When he returns, he will find a master blacksmith to forge a better silver sword for him.

"I heard that the temple of Mara in Skyrim is in the Rift Valley. Oh, it's so far."