God-level Demon Hunter

Aville lowered his head, "This is the result of the three of us thinking together."

Fryn's face turned slightly red.

"It's rare for an ordinary person to face the threat of giant dragons without running away in a hurry, or because his muscles affect his brain, and recklessly intends to fight them desperately."

Balgruuf nodded.

"At this stage, it is too early to unite with other lords. Do you have any other suggestions?"

Aville glanced at Roy.

"Since we can't seek alliances outside, why not look inward? When we were drinking, we met a man named Joe Zhankuang. We heard him boast that the Zhankuang family is very powerful in Xueman's territory... Since their family is Xueman's As a member, it is naturally obligatory to assist the soldiers to resist the attack of the dragon."

"On the contrary." Balgruuf shook his head, but there was a hint of emotion in his expression, "The Zhankuang family is Xueman's subjects, and I am the lord. I have an obligation to protect them. My soldiers and I haven't fallen yet. How can you let the people go into battle naked?"

"Three, things are not as simple as you think," Proventus explained on his behalf. "The water here is very deep. Unless the giant dragon attacks Snowman City, there is no reason for the Zhankuang family to fight in person, and neither do we." Reasons to force them to act."

"Of course, as you said, if they are willing to take the initiative to cooperate with the soldiers and resist the dragon disaster in the territory, it will naturally be blessed by Talos!"

"Actually, there are not only the Zhankuang family with great fortune and many farms and manpower, but also the traditional and conservative Gray Mane family with the best weapons and equipment in the city, as well as comrades who are deeply involved with Gray Mane and abide by neutrality The Xueman leader cannot order them." When referring to the comrades-in-arms group, Proventus looked complicated, glanced at the three of them, and said meaningfully,

"You, especially Jinyan and Fryn, have personally experienced the dragon disaster in the Holy Land Town. If you can use your own experience to persuade the forces in the city to 'actively' provide manpower to participate in the dragon slaying battle, or supply Xueman soldiers with high-quality weapons and equipment, it will be for the whole world. The Xueman leader has made a great contribution! Many problems will not be a problem."

The three looked at each other, which was exactly in line with their joint plan.

"In that case, we will do our best."

Now, Roy found a translator, learned summoning spells, possessed a soul weapon, and mastered the dragon roar.

It's time to put the main energy into the preparations to fight the dragon. Of course, the goal is to set the lowest level dragon to ensure that you can get the dragon's blood essence.

At that time, Frian's identity as a dragon descendant will also be confirmed, and it will be more convenient to do things in Skyrim in the future!

It is absolutely necessary to cooperate with Xuemanling!

Chapter No.16 War Madness and Gray Mane

Snowrun City Open-air Garden.

The lush maple trees sway gently with the breeze, and some red leaves fall from the trembling branches. Together with the mountain flowers and lavender on the ground, they decorate the whole garden colorfully.

There were four people standing on a bench under a tree.

Roy, Fryn, Awell.

And a gorgeously dressed, gray-haired, old-faced man they met in the market in the wilderness, wearing an elephant-hair vest, wearing a luxurious and luxurious gem pendant on his chest, full of aristocratic style.

The current patriarch of the Zhankuang family, Offred Zhankuang, is the father of Joe Zhankuang.

"Your Excellency Offred, I heard that the Zhankuang family is quite powerful in Snowman City?" Avel complimented,

"It's more than power!" Offred looked around the entire garden, as arrogantly as if he was inspecting his own territory, "Zhan Kuang is a legendary name, and the name and the story it represents have been used by people for hundreds of years. The ballads of praise!"

"Now, apart from Lord Balgruuf, our Zhankuang family ranks second. As for the other gray mane..." Offred Zhankuang snorted softly, his eyes became complicated, and then he raised his chin again Pretending to be disdainful, "Don't mention it."

"Then the Xueman collar is in crisis, your family will help." Aweir asked,

Offred choked for a moment, but still said in a reasonable tone, "The lord will naturally send soldiers to support, our family's farming and animal husbandry business is at a time when we are busy, we have to provide assistance for the entire Xueman residents Providing supplies and guaranteeing logistics is already considered a kind of support."

"Especially in recent years, the stormcloaks have been raging, the roads have been uneven, and robbers and weeds have taken advantage of the chaos to rob our farms and grain trucks one after another, which has caused our family to be devastated and really powerless."

His tone was full of hatred and disgust.

It dawned on Roy, no wonder the Berserker family supported the Empire and opposed the Stormcloaks.

It is also because of interests.

"Let me tell you the truth, Your Excellency," Awell continued, "You know what happened to Holy Land Town. A well-fortified town, under the breath of a giant dragon, will be reduced to ashes in an instant. If the dragon attacks Snow Mancheng, do you think that wooden door can withstand it?"

"When the huge beast hovers over the city, our family will naturally join the battle, not now!" Offred Zhan Kuang raised his eyebrows, "The three of you can't make a long story short? Seeing as you helped the lord I only took this time for the sake of it, but I still have to inspect the farms under my command, so I don’t have time to waste any more time with you guys!”

"Instead of passively waiting for the dragon to come and make trouble for us..." Feren paused, looked directly at the old man, and said loudly, "Why don't you make preparations in advance? Gather your family's people, and the Zhankuang family sent us Let's join Xueman's soldiers to study the weaknesses of the giant dragons, and prepare to give them a head-on blow!"

"The dragon may attack the farm outside your city. If you don't send someone to help Xueman, why would you ask the lord to protect you then!"

Offred glared at him with displeasure, "It turned out that Lord Balgruf asked you to be a lobbyist. It's not that I look down on you. You don't even have a decent house, and you can't even be considered locals, just like country bumpkins? Why are you more anxious than me?"

Offred paused, got up and circled the maple tree, and said bluntly, "Instead of pestering me here, it's better to persuade Virgina Graymane to give it a try. Their family has deep roots and seniority in Whiterun. They are very old. They have been running weapons stores for generations, they have rebelled and rebelled all these years, they have made a lot of money, and there is a group of comrades with strong soldiers behind them, so they should contribute to Xueman."

"What kind of organization is the Comrades in Arms?" Fryn asked.

"You can think of him as a warrior union that belongs exclusively to the province of Skyrim. It is a group of highly skilled fighters who love to hunt all kinds of dangerous animals. There must be some people who are also interested in dragons. Erlund Graymane is a member of the comrades-in-arms group. In charge of the Sky Furnace, they are their foundry masters, and Graymane's current patriarch, Virgina Graymane, is also a member of the Companions, and Graymane has a close relationship with the Companions."

Roy nodded, and made a note in his mind to deal with Gray Mane and Zhan Kuang, and then deal with the comrades in arms group!

"Your Excellency Offred, although your family is not very good with the Gray Mane family, the disaster of the dragon is imminent. At this time, shouldn't you abandon the past and work together to overcome the difficulties?" Aville paused,

"You're right!" Offred sneered and glanced at the three of them, "If you can persuade the Gray Mane Family to make a move, then the Zhan Kuang Family will not be left behind, otherwise, nothing will be discussed!"

"I hope you keep your word!"

"I guarantee it on my family's honor!"

Having said that, the three of them immediately turned to another target.

……

"Boy of the Zhankuang family, give me the money!" Under the eaves of the Caris Temple, an impatient little girl in a green coat swears and stretches out her hand to a thin boy with a hunched back. He demanded in a disdainful tone, "If you don't give it, I'll beat you!"

"You have already taken all my money, please, Bryce... let me go this time!" The boy retorted weakly, looked around with twinkling eyes, and suddenly ran away!

"Asshole, don't get caught by me, or I will slap you!"

The little girl screamed and threatened, then suddenly turned around, and there were three men under the big tree not far away, just watching her all the time.

She suddenly waved her immature fists in a vicious voice,

"What are you looking at, three perverts! I'll still fight as an adult!"

After she finished speaking harshly, she followed the little boy like an energetic filly.

The three of Roy shook their heads as they watched their retreating figures.

"Which family's brat has such a stinky mouth, he's a little bully!" The young and energetic dragonborn was rubbing his hands and feeling angry,

"Forget it, don't you look like you are bullying a child?" Aville shook his head and said jokingly, "There is a saying, hitting is kissing and scolding is love, maybe this Bryce has a good impression of the boy , she was just 'acting like a baby'."

As they spoke, the three of them came to a sturdy and beautiful two-story western-style building.

After the "bang bang" knock on the door, a plainly dressed woman with gray hair and deep wrinkles appeared behind the door, "Who are you and what are you doing?"

"Hello, old lady, we are residents who have just moved to Snowman City. We have heard about the name of the Graymane family from other places, and we are here to pay a visit..." The Dragonborn grinned, showing what he thought was a kind and gentle expression, "My name is Fo Rin, they are Goldeneye and Avel...sorry if I bothered you."

He looked over the shoulder of the old woman and looked into the house,

"Oh, I remembered. Awu Stern told me that you escaped from Holy Land Town, right?" Faria Gray Mane's old face with orange peel showed a hint of surprise, and his eyes swept slowly. The faces of the three asked, "The news from the mare of the Imperial Banner, you don't support the Empire, nor the Stormcloaks, do you?"

"exactly."

"It's fine if you don't support those things that betray tradition and glory, come in."

……

Greymane's home is similar to an inn, divided into upper and lower floors, with many rooms, and a blazing bonfire in the center, surrounded by sundries, but not messy.

Not far from the bonfire, an old mottled wooden ladder leads to the bedroom on the second floor.

The four sat on the bench.

"I'm Faria Graymane, you can call me Faria... tell me, why are the three of you here? Don't talk about those silly reasons, why don't you visit me? You are not familiar with them, and the Nords don't have so much hypocrisy." The old woman's cloudy eyes looked deep and sharp at this moment.

"Okay, old lady, let's get straight to the point." The three looked at each other, and the dragonborn who was the most friendly spoke up, "Xuerun City is under the threat of a giant dragon, so we want to deal with the crisis. Prepare in advance. And the Gray Mane family produces the best quality weapons in Skyrim Province, which is very necessary to deal with dragons!"

"Did Balgruuf promise you some benefits, let you be lobbyists? Our family has our own work to do, and we don't have time to spare." The old lady shook her head soberly, "Besides, it's Balgruuf's responsibility. And duty, aren’t his soldiers still guarding the sentry tower? It’s our turn to take action!”

"We like this city, it is full of green grass, there are many farms, and it is very friendly to people from all over the world. It is one of the best in the whole province of Skyrim. We can't bear to see it destroyed, so we want to do something for it! ' said Arwell as sincerely as he could.

"I didn't expect that there are such warm-hearted Nords now, but you should be disappointed," she said in a low voice, drooping eyebrows, nasolabial folds and eye wrinkles appeared on her face, and a touch of sadness overflowed, "The Huimane family can't take care of themselves now, how can they cooperate with the Xueman soldiers to protect others?"

Roy suddenly sighed helplessly.

Zhankuang and Huimane are really hard bones,

"Madame Faria, please forgive me for asking." Aville paused, and took the initiative to attack, "I heard that the Graymane family is in the arms business. The trouble you mentioned refers to the robbery of weapons? Maybe we Can help!"

The old woman hesitated for a moment when she heard the words, and looked at several people repeatedly with her cloudy eyes, and asked questions instead of answering.

"I heard that the three of them solved a big problem for Balgruf...they must have some extraordinary abilities!"

"It's just a fluke." Frien rubbed the back of his head and smiled shyly, "But when the three of us join forces, a few ghouls and some organs are not a problem."

"What about the investigation?" Faria clasped his hands in front of his chest and asked nervously, "Are the three good at finding out the truth?"

"You are asking the right person!" Awell slapped his knee exaggeratedly, "This golden-eyed brother is one of the best. He is best at solving problems for others, and he is absolutely professional!"

"Is this true?"

"Talos is our witness!"

"That's great!" The old woman suddenly stood up from her chair and circled the bonfire, "If you can help our family solve the troubles, the Graymane family will once again provide the guards of Snowrun with high-quality weapons forged in the sky furnace , to help them deal with the dragon!"

"Mrs. Faria, have you mastered this?" Frien asked weakly.

"My husband is Erlund Greymane, the most skilled blacksmith in Skyrim Province and the master of the Sky Furnace, and one of the main leaders of the family."

"You guys are the benefactors of the whole family because you helped me with this. We are willing to put aside the past, help Xueman soldiers build weapons, and send some more people!"

"Then tell me."

"This matter has something to do with my son Thorard Graymane!" The woman suddenly became emotional, "Everyone says he is dead, but I feel he is still alive!"

"What exactly happened?"

"The three of you should have heard about it, right? Our Graymane family supports Stormcloaks and opposes that cowardly empire that betrays the spirit of our ancestors and the Nords!" Faria kept nodding, with a proud look on his face. "But not long ago, my son was arrested during a protest, and then the imperial army locked him up somewhere."

"Ahem, ma'am, although it's a bit cruel to say that," Fryn asked, "but we still want to ask, how can you be sure that the imperial soldiers will show mercy to his subordinates and imprison him instead of directly executing him?"

He thought of Holy Land Town again, and he was impressed by how neatly the imperial soldiers beheaded.

"A mother's intuition and heart-to-heart connection, you will understand when you have children. People from the Zhankuang family have always supported the empire and kept in touch with the old fox at the top of the empire. They must know some inside information about Solad's whereabouts." The old woman said firmly,

The three of them looked at each other, my good fellow, these two families have such deep hatred, how can they live in peace in the city for so long?

"Ma'am, what is going on with Gray Mane and War Madness?" Fryn asked,

"What kind of grievances can there be? They support the empire, arrogant all day long, and everyone owes them money!"

The three couldn't help but nodded.

When we first met, Joe Zhankuang was really arrogant, not to mention the patriarch of the Zhankuang family, Offred, who called them country bumpkins just now with his nose up to the sky.

"Yes, the Zhankuang family is rich," Faria said excitedly, "but they are all shameless and have no sense of honor. Abandoning the beliefs and traditions of the Nords, and the empire Be a traitor and kneel to Sommer!"

"But we, Graymane, have always been on the right path. Ulfric rose up to create Stormcloaks, and our family responded immediately. Since then, the War Mad family, who had a harmonious relationship with us, worried that we would be implicated in the business with the empire, and exposed The true colors of money supremacy have begun to spurn us and hate us!"

Avel shook his head, the Stormcloak is not a good thing, just anti-thalmer, it also discriminates against all non-Nord humans, and wants to drive them all out of Skyrim Province, and his "boss" golden eye is unfortunately located in it .

"The Zhan Kuang family didn't miss the old feelings at all, kept the news secret, and watched us suffer in our hearts. They must have something on hand to record my son's whereabouts!"

"They are extremely vigilant against all the gray manes, and have been sending people to monitor us. Balgruf remains neutral and will not interfere in the grievances between our two families. We tried our best to get that thing." Faria took a deep breath, looked at several people with turbid eyes, tears flashed, "Please help the Gray Mane family and find the whereabouts of Solad! At that time, Gray Mane will support Xueman, and I will ask Er Lund uses the sky furnace to tailor a weapon or armor for the three!"

Awell and Frien were instantly moved.

The two of them don't have the perverted bound weapons of the witcher.

And Roy has the weapon, but since the armor of the Winged Lion monster was dismantled in the Battle of Cintra, there has been a lack of a suitable armor. With the armor, Farenja can be used to enchant it.

"Then it's a deal! Do you have any good suggestions?"

"The clues may be in the members of the Zhankuang family, or in their big house."

……

"Caz—"

The door opened, and sunlight fell on three faces.

"Man, what should we do next? Joe owes us a condition, will he spit out the whereabouts of Solad?!" Avel walked down the stairs and looked at the colorful mountain flowers and thistles around the bungalows.

"The matter involves the grievances between the two families for generations, and it is by no means easy to resolve," Roy said, his eyes suddenly swept across Awell strangely.

"Dude, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Awell felt his back feel cold inexplicably, and shook his shoulders.

The dragonborn showed a suddenly realized expression, "I remember you mentioned that when you were drinking that day, you are the best at sneaking, and you used to sneak around on the streets of Dugu City!"

"What kind of sneaking, it's ugly to death!" Aville's skinny cheeks showed a hint of embarrassment, "I was stealing from the rich and giving to the poor! But I have long since quit, and now I am focusing on finding ancient ruins related to dragons. For Your Excellency Golden Eye Errands!"