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Chương 215: Checked

The next day Michael slowly awakens from his slumber, the teenager forcing himself to let go of Tiffania as he rolls onto his back. But, with the absence of her body warmth, the cold air prickles against his skin, surprising him as it should've warmed up compared to the night.

"Guess it's permanent furs and cloaks if we wanna stay around Skyrim... Maybe finding a nice spot in Cyrodil would be better?" he murmurs as he wipes the sleep from his eyes, his actions slowly stilling as something hits him like a reversing dump truck.

He was free. He wasn't in Halkeginia anymore, no one was chasing him, and he didn't need to fear a dragon destroying the world... At least, not one that didn't already have countermeasures against it. He wasn't sure who would take up the mantle, but the Dragon Born would appear eventually... If they were even around that time. It might just be wishful thinking for him to be close to the dragon crises, as he'd played Skyrim and possessed useful knowledge for that time. More so than say Oblivion, or any other Elder Scrolls game.

Still, the fact remained that he could do anything he wants. He had no chains containing him. He had no master. The only thing he had were responsibilities to protect and provide for his companions, which was something he'd gladly do any day of the week.

He frowns as he pulls out the Book of Heroes and begins making a checklist on a blank page. Things that he wanted to do,

First off, attempting to learn this world's magic. He couldn't learn Halkeginia's because only those descended from Brimir were able, and he was most interested in the Tamriel method of magic than Halkeginia... The lack of wands made it far more useful for his fighting style anyway.

Second, was to gather wealth. He already had a few ideas about this, even if a few were crossed out due to his dislike of nobles and general highborn. Delving into crypts for loot would be his main focus, mostly because it was easy and would grow his power as he did so.

Third, to gather artifacts whether from quests or by simply utilising his knowledge of the land. He'd make sure to steer well clear of any Daedra, but there were still valuable things scattered throughout the world.

Fourth was finding a way to heal Charlotte's mother. He didn't think it'd be difficult with the methods the denizens of Skyrim had at their disposal... In the game, you could literally just pray to any Divine and they'd heal you of all diseases, but, this was probably just because you were the dragon born...?

He closes the book and nods to himself, slowly clambering out of the tent and leaving Tiffania to sleep for longer... It didn't look like she was going to wake up anytime soon, which was kind of worrying...

Outside he's greeted by Charlotte, her mother, and Illococoo sitting around a fire while chewing on some rations. They'd already packed their tent up to allow for easy storage in his inventory, so once he stows it away he takes a seat next to them. "How's your leg Illu?"

"Still hurts big bro." she murmurs sadly pulling up the trousers she'd borrowed from him to reveal a heavily bruised leg.

Michael isn't sure whether he should sigh relief or groan at the sight. He certainly didn't want to reveal Illococoo's status as a dragon in this world... The Blades would hunt her down if they still existed, that or the Thalmor would waste shit tons of resources to see if they could use her for something. Yeah, he never liked those pricks in the game, he doubted it'd be any different here. "Charlotte, have you tried to heal her?" he asks, remembering Charlotte having little to no problems healing bruises.

The blue-haired girl shakes her head however, giving an unsure frown as she examines Illococoo's leg. "Magic feels... Weird." she utters, sounding somewhat unconvinced despite the fact it was her saying it.

"Weird?" Michael parrots, not really sure what she means. Did leaving Halkeginia make her unable to cast Brimiric magic? If so, they were stuck here, as Tiffania wouldn't be able to use her Void Magic anymore.

Charlotte nods in affirmation, "Weird." She waves her hand around as if she were feeling something. "Different. Heavy...?"

Michael's brows furrow, "Sword, you feeling this too?" he asks, tapping the hilt of Derflinger to get its attention.

"Er, maybe? I'm not all that sensitive to magic, but it definitely feels different. Maybe it's got something to do with these 'Gods' you were talking about?"

...

"Have you tried to use magic yet, Charlotte?" he asks and again she shakes her head. "You don't think you'll be able to?"

Charlotte looks down at the floor for a moment, chewing her lip before looking back over at Illococoo's leg. She lifts her staff and casts a small healing spell after a moment. Unfortunately, this turned out to be the wrong decision.

Water appears from the air and covers Illococoo's leg, getting to work on soothing and healing it. But just as Charlotte casts it, her mouth soundlessly open as her eyes flutter. She drops her staff and begins to fall backwards, only for Michael to catch her. Quickly, he checks her pulse and breathing and lets out a sigh of relief, "She's alright... Just passed out, I think." he says, spotting the similarities in her condition and Tiffania's.

"W-will big sis be alright?" Illococoo asks, jumping to her now unbruised leg thanks to Charlotte's spell.

"She will." Michael decides, inwardly adding 'I hope so'.

This leaves the group in a pickle however, with both Charlotte and Tiffania unconscious, which just leaves him and Illococoo to look after everyone. Which will be a problem if they were ambushed or something similar.


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Chương 216: Lohir Bearshot

"You know, Partner, if anyone sees you like this they might get the wrong idea." Derflinger remarks as the group continue walking through the forest.

"Shut up, sword." Michael sighs, Derflinger wasn't wrong though. He had Charlotte and Tiffania thrown over each shoulder, so anyone who spots them might think he was kidnapping them or something. Fortunately, they weren't all that heavy, so he wasn't struggling too much, even if they had to take occasional breaks for him to catch his breath.

Illococoo was the one escorting Charlotte's mother, her leg might've been healed but it was still sore apparently, so the duty of carrying their unconscious friends fell on him. It was man's duty, or so he remembered hearing.

"Big bro, how long until we get somewhere?" Illococoo asks in a slightly bored manner.

Michael shrugs, "No idea. Just gotta keep walking until we find something to show us the way... A road, a landmark..."

The dragon girl huffs in understanding but is not all that happy about it.

Another hour and a half pass when Illococoo suddenly stops, her head darting to the side with her lips pulling into a frown that reveals her teeth... It would have been more intimidating had she been in dragon form, but the action has the same meaning regardless.

Michael steps forwards and focuses on where she was looking, his pupils shrinking in focus as he spots the slight shimmer of metal of the arrowhead pointing at them... A lone man wearing thick furs with green tattoo's covering his bearded face, his messy hair looking as if it hadn't been cleaned for weeks.

"Stay calm, Illu." he commands, standing still and waiting for the man to make his move. Michael hoped he was a hunter, as opposed to a raider or thief... The man only had a bow and a large knife at his waist, so hunter was the most likely.

"KHO NAR OUGH, KHUT KO DEL GOLCE!?" the man shouts, thoroughly confusing both him and Illococoo.

...

"What!?" Michael shouts back, having thought that people in Skyrim spoke English... Again, just his wishful thinking.

"Ki said, who are you!? And what're you doin' with those girls!?" the man presses, his words slowly becoming understandable for Michael, probably due to his Language Comprehension skill.

"We were attacked by a huge bear! We've been walking for days and have NO idea where the hell we are!" Michael says, causing the man to silently begin examining them. He doesn't lower his bow, but his posture relaxes slightly.

"A bear you say? Which way did it go? How long ago was it?" he quickly asks, his interest in them fading almost entirely.

"A day ago, I'm not sure where it went. But wait, can you tell us where we are before you go? We're really desperate here." Michael says, shifting the girls on his shoulders to emphasize his point.

The man nods, "You're not too far from Falkreath, don't know where you were goin' but if you want safety then that's where you should go. Go down here and head East along the road, you'll reach the place after a while... Those girls alright? I've got a couple potions on me if you need them, for a price of course."

Michael shakes his head, "They're fine for now. Thanks... Ah, my name's Michael."

The man nods, walking over to them while slinging his bow over his shoulder, "Lohir, no poncy last name, but folk call me Bearshot." he shrugs amusedly, "For obvious reasons."

Michael quietly chuckles, "I'd shake your hand but... Anyway, we'll leave you to your work, be careful though, that bear was bigger than any I've ever seen before."

Lohir grins, "Hah, maybe I'll be able to top my record. Good luck to you, foreigner, Talos praise." he says before leaving in the direction the group had come.

Illococoo glances at Michael as they begin walking towards the road, "Big bro, how did you understand him?"

Michael shrugs, "I just do... We'll need to get you guys up to date if we're going to stay here for any amount of time." he says with a slight sigh, knowing his companion's inability to speak the local language would present many challenges.

As for their current location? In one word, boring. He couldn't remember anything all that interesting happening in Falkreath. Aside from that Werewolf quest and the Dark Brotherhood base being located somewhere around it.

He'd have liked to be closer to Winterhold, but then again, they might've frozen to death if they had. Winterhold and the other northern Holds were way, way colder than Falkeath from what he knew.

Not long after meeting Lohir, the group stumble across a well-worn dirt road and after following it for a couple hours more, they finally spot human civilisation... Log walls surround the town, and the guards all wear the familiar armour that almost every city in Skyrim uses.

Leather armour decorated by blue cloth to signify their allegiance to Falkreath as opposed to any other Hold. Most with shields with Falkreath's symbol painted onto it, with axes, swords, or maces also strapped to their hips.

Through the open gate of the town, the group could see wooden houses with thatch roofs. Kinda disappointing since Michael was hoping for something more modern and effective, but it'd certainly be better than sleeping outside in a tent.

"Halt foreigner! You better have a good explanation for this, or we'll be having this talk in a cage." one of the guards state, eyeing Michael suspiciously due to the two girls hanging from his shoulders.

Michael lets out a sigh, quickly giving the same explanation he'd given Lohir. The guards weren't all that friendly, but they weren't hostile after he'd explained the situation. A female guard seems to perk up at the mention of Lohir however, "So old Bearshot's gone to deal with that annoying beast then? Good. Thing's almost destroyed two villages now." she grouses.

Michael shrugs, "Well, Lohor looked like he had it handled. Are we allowed inside? I'd like to get these two laid down on a bed, they'll be sore from riding on my shoulders all day."

The female girl chuckles, "Go on you three, but don't be causing any trouble, or we'll come down on you like Ysgramor himself." she says, clapping him playfully on the back. Giving similar slaps to Illococoo and Charlotte's mother, who almost throws a fit in response, but is barely held back by the dragon girl.


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