Path of The Dragonborn

The sunlight is mild and sparse, and the afterglow of the west sloping through the dense jungle reflects soft spots on the ground. The breeze swayed various mountain flowers gently, and the birds chased and played among the branches.

Purple and yellow flowers and butterflies circle among the flowers. Occasionally, a butterfly sings alone, just resting on the lavender petals intermittently.

I have never felt that fresh air can make people so happy, and I have never felt that warm air can make people so happy. This is how Hadawa felt at this time.

"I'm alive." Looking at the beautiful scenery, Hadawa said with emotion, thinking of the friendly family members, and then sat down under a big cedar tree, unwilling to get up again.

"It's safe." Bernardo looked around and confirmed that the giant beast was gone-when they just came out of the cave, they saw the giant dragon still hovering in the sky and hiding by the rocks at the entrance of the cave. It took a while before I dared to come out, "I'll go find something to eat. You can rest here."

"Don't forget to find some wood!" Hadawa called weakly.

Ten minutes later, when Bernardo came back with two hares that could be described as "horrible", Hardava's expression was very wonderful.

The fur was not taken off cleanly, but the thick rabbit legs were chopped to reveal the bones; the other rabbit had an inexplicable burnt smell, although it looked nothing unusual.

"A problem?" Bernardo seemed to notice this, raised the dagger, and started skinning the rabbit-terrible. Just as Hardava couldn't help grabbing the knife to show the boy how to cut the meat, Bernardo cut his abdomen with a knife, and threw a small intestine on Hardava's face.

"Intentionally..." Hadawa's heart was full of fluctuations, and he couldn't laugh.

He gave up his idea and sat back, but he always felt that his internal organs were twitching...

I barely finished eating the rabbit legs with too many peppers, over-roasted, and no fishy treatment. The sun has gradually set and the weather has become gloomy and cold. The trees cast a long shadow, and the two finally cleaned up and continued on their journey.

"Go northwest from here, bypass the guardian standing stones, and walk along the river bank. You can reach Ximu before dawn. After that, you can tell the lord about the attack on Helgen." Hadawa took advantage of the sun. Still there, I identified the terrain and direction, "The blacksmith there is my uncle, hot water, soft beds, and delicious meals."

The two started this journey. Unlike the dangerous surroundings of caves, this path is peaceful and natural. Except for the occasional wild wolf, who was scared away by Bernardo's lightning spells, he didn't encounter any danger.

"This place is quite peaceful. Your hometown is pretty good." Bernardo commented that there are no bandits, no large beasts, and the scenery is good. It is a good place.

"It has always been peaceful here...Because of the heavy guards of the Imperial Legion, the robbers and beasts have long been wiped out by them. A large number of beasts hid in the forest of Falkreath, and the robbers retreated to the cold mountain. "Hadawa explained the situation as he walked.

"Now that Helgen has been destroyed by the dragon, he has lost the guarantee of continuing to live and work in peace." Bernardo understood.

"Huh, who would have thought that prehistoric behemoths would appear at this time? The skin of that kind of monster, I am afraid that the large crossbow machine on the wall of Solitary City can't be shot through." Hadawa frowned, "But in fact, before. It’s not that bad. Even though there were a lot of robbers and beasts in Ximu’s place before the imperial army was stationed, they never dared to **** them into the town. My uncle said it was Delphine, the proprietress of the Giant Hotel, who had great abilities and used some secret means to ensure To protect the town’s safety... Although according to my uncle’s words, protecting the town’s safety is only incidental, the main purpose is to protect her property."

"Industry? Small hotel?" Bernardo was curious, but the deterrent power of the proprietress of this small hotel is comparable to that of a local hegemon.

"Don't ask so much, my uncle said that her hotel is involved in some black industries, and people who like to inquire everywhere are given by her—" Hadawa made a wiping motion, "Even Snowman's Balgu The husband lord is afraid of her three points, you better not provoke her."

"As long as she doesn't bother me." Bernardo hasn't dealt with a bully in this type of place, and naturally understands how to deal with it. Although curious, since Hardawa said so, there is no need to continue to struggle.

"What kind of place is your hometown?"

"One of the more prosperous towns around Xueman...In addition, it also produces iron ore and wood."

"Is there a magician?"

"No, only the lord of Xueman has a wizard group...but the grocery store in the town will also sell some ready-made alchemy potions and materials."

The two chatted without a word, the sun had completely set, and the moonlight had shone cold radiance.

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The coal mines around Ximu Town (don’t spit out the name... Many names in Lao Gun are very strange to translate) are large iron ore mines with the highest output in the entire Skyrim Province. In Skyrim Province, which advocates force, people's needs for weapons are just like food and clothing, which are essential things. Children in Skyrim can kill chickens and fish without pressure when they are young, and most Skyrim boys can fight a wild wolf with their weapons in their hands. With such a favorable location and friendly conditions, the level of Ximu's forging plant is naturally rising. At the same time, because Xueman is the largest grain-producing area in the entire sky, and the mild-climate brook is sitting on several huge farms, the position of this place in the snowman's collar can also be said to be light.

Arvo, who is in charge of the mine and foundry, the wood mill owner Gordo, and the trade association president Erindier are the most prestigious figures in the town. They have the right to formulate, modify and reject various policies, and control funds and assets. They are the soul of the whole Ximu, and most ordinary people in the town also work in the industries under these three people, and receive remuneration from these wealthy capitalists.

The river wood in the early morning already has some prosperous meaning. There are a lot of energetic or sleepy pedestrians on the street. The vendors push the carts to sell their freshly baked pancakes or marinated meat; the surrounding farms get up early in the morning, and the carriages pull fresh The vegetable farmers are arguing about the morning market stalls.

And beside these people, occasionally one or two birds can pick up the minced meat or food scraps scattered by people. They twittered, sang with joy, jumped on the eaves and screamed, awakening children who want to sleep in, and drunks who are partying all night in bars.

This prosperous town is waking up from a short sleep.