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My name is Akatosh,

Zakta Chicken Dog Restless ...

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Squeaky-Arthur rolled over and the armor shook slightly sharply.

He felt that the disappearing dwarves must have bodies like copper walls and iron walls.

This icy "stone bed" was actually made of potholes and horns and corners, even though it was separated by armor, it was very uncomfortable, but the only advantage was that it was wide enough, and even after two rolls, it did not fall.

No, wait, if he thinks so, he might have fallen? And who would sleep in armor?

Arthur sat up suddenly, and before he had time to question his body aches, he was attracted by the surrounding environment.

The dark sky was covered with dark clouds, and occasionally blood red or ice-blue lightning struck the sky. There were no plants on the bare surface, scattered large and small gravel everywhere, blue and purple mist filled the surroundings, visibility was only a few meters, If you look far away, you can still vaguely see that many tall buildings are hidden in the deep fog.

"Um ... I remember ..." Arthur tried to recall the last memory, even if he was blinded by the Elder Scrolls, it would be ridiculous if he was flashed to death.

After unrolling the scroll, he seemed to see a young girl resting in the garden, but now she can't remember her appearance anyway, only inexplicable familiarity and intimacy remain.

Speaking of it, the last three coma, one encounter with gray beard, one contact with the girl suspected of being an imperial princess, this time is better, and went directly to the annihilation field of an unknown demon god-anyway, this strange scenery can never be in the tower Mariel Continent.

Chi—With a weird, airy voice, a confused man appeared in front of Arthur. The blue transparent body showed the identity of his dead soul, and the style of leather armor could prove that he was a storm cloak. Scout.

"Uh, how are you?" Arthur greeted tentatively.

"Enemy attack!" The soul shouted, and after a pause, he shouted again: "It's the Imperial Legion-well!"

He stiffened, then returned to a confused look, then shook his body and walked into the mist: "Must ... warn ... The Imperial Army approaches Xueman ..."

After the soul left, a "white flower" like an egg roll grew and bloomed where he had just appeared.

"This is ..." Arthur tried to touch the flower.

Although the reason is unknown, it seems that this flower is very useful to him.

"[Roar—!]" Before Arthur touched the white flower, a huge dragon roar rang above his head, and the hurricane that caused him to stand unsteadily and back.

"[Yo, Duwaqin ~]" A familiar voice sounded. Arthur looked up and saw a dragon resting on the nearby hollow boulder, staring down at himself with its tattered wings , The body that reveals the internal bones, and the eyes that radiate the ice blue light, who is not the ghost dragon Duneville who was run twice by him?

"[In the" Soul Stone Mound ", the power I possess is not comparable to the state of being" summoned ",]" the ghost dragon said fiercely: "[Dare to come to my territory, you are self, seek, die ,road!】"

Soul stone tomb? Some familiar, but this is not the time to think.

"Really?" Arthur looked up and responded: "So, if you kill you here, you will die completely, and you can't be summoned again?"

"[You can give it a try!]" Duneville roared, swooping down with a dark breath.

"Hush—don't struggle--" As Arthur was preparing to fight the Transfiguration Dragon, his waist suddenly tightened, and then a woman's voice whispered quietly in her ear.

After a little hesitation, Arthur gave up the power against the waist, and in the next moment, when Duneville fought, he was directly taken out of that power for hundreds of meters and disappeared directly into the ghost dragon. In the field of vision.

"[Roar—!]" Duneville beat the ground with anger and summoned a large number of shadow skeletons to chase in that direction.

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"Can you let me go, this ... girl?" After Arthur finally got used to being pulled by a man with a rope loop and had to speed up his pace to follow him, he realized that he was pulling him A young woman with smart clothes.

Seen from the back, the woman was wearing a classic aristocratic dark red high-fork long skirt, smooth black leather pants and leather boots, beautifully patterned black corset leather armor, and a short black cape just behind her waist.

"It's not out of danger." The woman said back quickly, her voice faintly faintly revealing in her calm voice.

This time Arthur could see her face clearly, black hair shawl, forehead hair braided into four braids braided behind her head, a slightly pointed oval face, slender eyebrows, straight nose bridge, and bright red lips , A pair of phoenix eyes exuding a faint yellow light ... Wait, yellow light?

The vampire who played on the ground for two months, came to the black landing underground and was followed by the vampire. Now even in the dream ... Arthur wanted to sigh heavily.

As confirmed by the woman's words, Duneville chased from behind with flapping wings, and there were constantly dark skeletons drilling out of the ground to join the army of chasing and blocking.

"[Du Wakin! You are dead!]" Ghost Dragon roared with meaningless threats.

"Wow, I haven't seen it in such a big temper, you must have taught it hard in the main material world." The woman glanced at the angry ghost dragon, and then gradually speeded up.

"I didn't know earlier, but ..." Arthur had to keep up with her: "I have met it twice this month."

"Then you are very powerful." The woman suddenly went round and took a "white flower" from the ground and clicked and bite: "But it will be greatly strengthened when it is in the" Soul Stone Mound ". And it will continue to regenerate, so we generally do n’t fight it hard. ”

"Say ... what are you eating?" Arthur looked at the ghost dragon that was being thrown farther and farther away: "Also, who did you say" we "?"

"That thing is called the" soul shell ". When the soul appears here, it needs to pass through a channel. The breath of life that escapes from the channel is the nutrient for their growth, and any undead wants to appear in the physical world. It depends on the specific strength. The number required is not equal, and it is roughly equivalent to the gold coins of the living world-but it is delicious. "

During the talk, a huge black castle appeared in sight, and the vampire woman dragged Arthur straight to the main entrance of the castle.

"And" we "of course refers to the soul that keeps itself like you ~" There is a water-like barrier outside the gate of the castle, which only slightly fluctuated when Selana and Arthur passed, but firmly determined the surrounding colors. The skeleton was blocked, and Duneville knew that he would turn around and leave.

"Welcome to [Waukehar Castle] ~" she said cheerfully.

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"You stupid girl, Mr. Arthur is a living person!"

In the castle parlor, a middle-aged woman with a dress and looks very similar to Serana is knocking her head.

Regarding this ... Arthur agrees that she did n’t realize that the two of them did not share names until she brought her to see the owner of the castle, her mother Berelika, but they exchanged a lot about the taste of the "soul shell".

Although the "self-conscious souls" in the castle can communicate normally, they always feel a little dumb. It seems that something must have been lost between life and death, but I am afraid that it is because of this that this lady vampire will treat her quite. For curiosity and attention.

"That ... please ..." Arthur took advantage of her mother's lesson about her daughter and was about to ask about the soul stone mound and the ghost dragon summoner, but Berelika robbed him.

"Mr. Arthur, which goddess do you disrespect? Meritia? Azura? Or Namira or Mefara?" She looked up and down at Arthur: "All souls are ejected directly, but But he did n’t die. It should n’t be Namira or Mefara who had bad tempers. ”

"Uh ..." Arthur's thoughts about who the girl was was interrupted by the lady's indifferent call to God's name.

"Hey, don't worry, although it's an annihilation, it's a land of no ownership, not to mention the devil, even if the Holy Spirit can't perceive it here ..." Berelli Carton paused: "If you're in trouble Is it the Holy Spirit? This kind of behavior that makes you invisible is quite similar to Ginales and Dibella. "

I still want to know!

"How do I go back?" Arthur decided not to continue chatting with the off-line mother and daughter, and asked immediately.

"Well, one way is to wait for you to kick you out, the other way is that your body is in danger, but we generally use the third kind," Berelika got up from the next room. Come over a big pot of "soul shell": "Eat!"

I must bring Sophie next time! Arthur thought as he gnawed at something like an egg roll.

"If you meet my husband Hakon, please beat him back." When Arthur felt he was about to "wake up", he heard Berelika say this.

——4E, 201, the month of the fire, 23rd, 19: 42——

Black drop, Zakta.

Outside Arthur's ward, Barbas was chased by Moserfrey, who had copied an ordinary dagger.

"Wow! Wow! That was done by Vail! It's none of my business!" It ran and confessed.

"Your suggestion played a decisive role!" The result of the calculation of the Demon God but unscathed seemed to swell Mosesfrey. After he failed to assassinate Babas, he appeared blatantly and began to chase down.

Even if the dragon-born baron is a bit powerful, there is currently only one girl here and a talking dog.

"Great." Sophie was sitting by Arthur's bed, holding a glass of grape juice and watching the weird battle over there. She didn't know whether her words meant that the pet dared to throw the pot to the owner or that it was a servant of the devil. It was chased by ordinary human beings.

Wow! Moser threw out three daggers, two of which were evaded by Babas, and the last hit the pipe on the wall, turning around and flying towards Sophie, Arthur beside him.

"Ah ..." Sophie opened her mouth slightly, but before she made any remedies, a hand protruded from the back of the girl and held the "flying knife" firmly.

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