All Heavens: Transfer Students at Hogwarts

Chapter 54 Where are you going?

In Luhuo month (September), autumn has already begun to bloom in Ximu Town, and a red maple forest on the riverside has shed yellow leaves. Farmers are busy sowing this year's winter wheat, and sweaty cattle pant on the field ridges. The sawmill's waterwheel moved sluggishly, spinning laboriously in the receding watercourse. The blacksmith's girl ran after the dog through the streets, casting worried glances at the patrolling guard.

Swann's blind mother shouted again, The dragon is coming, I see the dragon!

The dragon is like a natural disaster, and mortals are powerless to stop it. The villagers frowned, but were still busy with life.

There were more soldiers on the streets than usual. They came from Snowrun City. Lord Balgruuf ordered more troops to be sent to various villages and towns.

Kliman put on a brand new armor, sword and shield, stood on the gatehouse and looked at the southern sky, always paying attention to any colors that did not belong to clouds and birds.

"What are you looking at?" The captain climbed up the wooden ladder and stood side by side with Kliman. "Are you looking for a passing robber or a dragon?"

"Just in a daze." Kliman tapped the hilt of his sword lightly and hummed the Dragonborn's song silently.

"How long have Swann and Farndal been following that prisoner?"

"Eight days."

The captain nodded, "How long has that foreign mage been gone?"

"Three months." Kliman looked back to the north, "It should be snowing in Winterfort by this time."

The captain asked him what Winterhold was like.

"Small fishing village, very dilapidated. There are only a hundred people." Kliman has said it over and over again.

The captain said with a grinning grin, "I used to take risks everywhere, but I never went to Winterhold, Solitude, or Morningstar. I was young and dared to go anywhere, until I took an arrow in the knee and just I can go back to Xueman."

An arrow in the knee actually means getting married. Kneeling down on one knee when proposing is like an injured knee.

"I don't know how Linde is doing. The dragon is back, and it's not safe for him to be a stranger in Skyrim."

"Hey, Kliman, look, is that man?"

"Who is it?" Kleiman turned his head and saw a young man wearing a mage's robe and a cloak walking towards the country road outside Ximu Town, with an owl standing on his shoulder, "I'm going, Linde? !"

Linde is back. He also said that he would treat everyone to dinner and meet at the same place.

At the noon banquet, everyone from Ximu Town arrived. Linde toasted again. Everyone drank freely. After a few glasses of mead, no matter how much sorrow they had, they could be forgotten.

"Kliman, have you heard about the return of the dragon?" Linde pulled his old friend beside him, "Ximu Town is very dangerous. It should be said that everywhere in Skyrim Province is dangerous. I plan to take you there. Winterhold, there is a college to protect you."

Kliman was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "Lind, you don't understand, we are the people of Lord Balgruuf, and we will not go to Winterfort. That means losing our status as subjects, losing our tax qualifications, and becoming They become helpless wanderers. Besides, how can the children of Tianrim be afraid of dying in their hometown?"

"Winterhold is now under the management of the academy. As long as you go, you will be a member of Winterhold."

"That's great, tell everyone the news." Kleeman said calmly.

"You're not going to come with me?"

"Lind, I am the son of Mother Skyrim. My ancestors could take Skyrim from the dragon, and so can we."

"Dragonborn has already appeared, the dragon will not continue to be rampant, you don't have to die. Besides, the ancient Nord hero mastered the way of roaring, can blow up mountains, roar through city walls, and now the Nords howl, It also scares wild wolves on the side of the road. There is no comparison."

Kliman didn't pay attention to Linde's persuasion, but captured the key information, "Dragonborn appeared?"

Only a few people paid attention to these words at the noisy banquet, including Delphine, the female owner of the Sleeping Giant Inn. When they heard the word Dragonborn, they immediately pricked up their ears.

Linde nodded, "The prisoner who escaped from Holy Land town a few days ago is the last dragonborn. He bears the destiny to defeat Alduin. By the way, have you met him? Tell me, what kind of person is he?"

"That guy..." Kliman took a sip of wine and fell into reminiscing. He was silent for a long time before suddenly saying, "He looks like a fool. He drinks well and can't remember his own name. He looks very reliable, but his hands and feet are dishonest. , he killed a chicken as soon as he entered the village and was beaten by more than a dozen people from the entrance to the end of the village. When I caught him, he argued that it was his harvest from hunting, not stealing chickens."

Linde: Very good, it fits my imagination of Dragonborn.

"A hero who lost his memory, a legendary journey." Lind praised in a low voice, "One day, I will meet him. But before that, I will restore the historical glory of Winterfort, Kliman, I need manpower. The old city of Winterhold was not built in a day. And can you bear to see your relatives die under the flames of the dragon? What's wrong with letting them live under the protection of the academy?"

Kliman frowned sadly, "All mortals have their fate. If I am destined to die from the dragon's disaster..."

"Don't talk about fate with me! I said if you can live, you can live. Even if you die, I can go to Songgarde to catch your soul and stuff it into the body. Don't talk to my mother-in-law, I will tell everyone later that those who are willing to go to Winterhold with me will leave this evening, and those who do not want to go will stay here. I don’t care about others, you, Farndal and Swann, how many of you? If you have family and friends, follow me!"

Kliman was startled, shook his head and laughed, "Linde, you seem to be a different person, but I quite like your change. Okay, just think of it for your family."

Even if Skyrim faces the dual threats of civil war and dragon disaster, not everyone is willing to abandon their warm hometown and follow Linde north to Winterfort. Everyone has heard that the place is cold and shabby, and they need to rely on fishing and hunting to survive. Kliman persuaded about seventy people, mainly women and children, and only twenty-three young people were persuaded.

Linde directly let them enter the library tower and used flying skills to rush back to Winterfort.

In the evening in Ximu Town, the sun had not completely set, but it was already dark in Winterhold. When everyone came out of the portal, facing the cold and windy dark fishing village, they felt confused and regretted.

The chill of the night soaked through my clothes, and the pores on my chest were cold.

Lind clapped his hands, and a circle of warm wind blew out from him, covering everyone, as if he returned to spring in an instant, dispelling people's chills.

He stretched out his hand and pointed toward the sky, and a firework flew out and exploded in the night.

The academy in the distance also flew up a firework in response.

The team of mages holding lamps came slowly, far away, like a swarm of fireflies flying down from mid-air.

Brelina walked in the forefront, she handed the lantern to Linde, and made way for the college.

They walked into the village of Winterhold together and looked around the dilapidated and dilapidated cottages. The desolate and desolate scene made everyone extremely worried.

Kliman asked Linde, "We are here in the freezing cold, with no roof to protect us from the wind and snow, no stove for heating, and only enough food for half a month. How can we survive?"

The immigrants in Ximu Town all stared at him expectantly.

Lind led them to a clearing, and he said toward the dark world: "I have granted permission for the people from the southern part of Skyrim to settle here, so they will be sheltered in houses, and they will go out on boats to fish to feed their families. Will join the great cause of revitalizing the old capital of Winterhold."

So stone walls and wooden beams rose from the snow, and row upon row of houses were quickly built amidst the slight trembling of the earth. Each house was solid, with doors, windows, and triangular roofs. When you open the door, There must be a firepit inside. There are also beds, tables, chairs and stove chimneys. The backyards of the houses are equipped with small fishing boats, fishing nets and clothes drying racks.

Seeing this scene, the crowd burst into surprised admiration. It wasn't until everyone moved into their new houses that they dared to believe that this was not an illusion.

"You can live here without any worries about life." Linde entrusted Kliman to manage the daily life of the immigrants in Ximu Town. "From tomorrow on, all young men and women aged ten years old and under sixty years old must Join the labor. Winterhold will become the most prosperous city in Skyrim through everyone’s efforts.”

Linde looked at the members of the academy again, "The academy does not participate in politics, but Winterfort and the academy are an inseparable whole. The new Winterfort will become the backing and strong wall of the academy, and the academy will also protect the people in this city. , protected from the ravages of war.”

Master Aran witnessed the appearance of this young man planning the world in the crowd, and showed a lonely and approving smile.