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Chương 676: Imposing

"When I accepted his offer, I hadn't actually thought things would go this well... I was ninety percent sure I was getting tricked but, this-," she gestures at the peaceful seen before them, "Was worth it." Tsunade says, sipping a small ochoko filled with sake. While she had massively cut down her drinking, she still liked to reward herself every now and again.

"I have to pinch myself every hour to make sure this isn't just a dream..." Tsunade mutters while smoothing over a red mark on her forearm.

"How is Nawaki? Is he still upset about leaving the world? About never 'becoming Hokage'?" Tiffania asks, knowing that this was a big issue when they first arrived

Tsunade smiles to herself, "Not anymore... He's changed his focus, from becoming Hokage to becoming the 'Jarl' of Winterhold."

"Hm? Ennura might have some competition in a few years then." Tiffania giggles, "What about you? Any plans? Or will you retire?"

Tsunade crooks a brow at her, "Retire? I'm sure that isn't an option with the contract I signed..."

Tiffania huffs to herself, "Michael will let you retire unless he wants to start sleeping outside."

Tsunade laughs, "A mighty threat to a god... It must be hard though, your man dating someone other than you?"

Tiffania shakes her head, "It's fine, Saeko's tolerable and it isn't like he can't handle both of us... With all his powers, I'm pretty sure he could split or clone himself if he wanted to..."

"Clone himself? How scandalous." Tsunade drawls, causing red to flash on Tiffania's cheeks.

"N-not like that!..."

*DOOONNNNGGG!! DOOOOONNNNNGGGGG!!!!*

Tiffania, Tsunade, and everyone look up as the low sound echoes across Winterhold, causing some who didn't know what it was to begin panicking...

"What is it?"

"The bells... It's not the emergency ones though..." she thinks for a moment, trying to remember the meeting when Ennura introduced them. "Surtr's coming?"

"Surtr? The king of Skyrim?"

Tiffania nods, "You should head inside, this might get messy..."

Tsunade shakes her head, "Dan, Shizune! Go with Nawaki to the house, I'm going with Tiff!" she orders, deciding to accompany her Master's lover. It was technically stipulated in the contract, so Tiffania couldn't argue against it.

...

"You can order me away but if anything happens to you, me and my family are dead." Tsunade states as she stands, tucking the bottle of sake in her kimono. "Are we going or not?"

Tiffania sighs, "Yes, let's head to the gates."

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The duo join Ennura and her entourage at the gates, Anti-Mage and Wei were also present along with Medusa, all waiting and watching atop the wall as a large line of soldiers slowly makes their way towards the city.

Above them was a single dragon flying circles around the area, with Surtr at the very front of the procession dressed in his now famous Dragonbone armour, his two Wuuthrads strapped to his back.

"Did you know they were coming?" Tiffania questions with a glance at Ennura.

The Eredar Jalr shakes her head, "No... We received no word, no letters. It doesn't look like they'll be attacking us either."

"Surtr knows better than that. Trying to attack this place with Michael's tower still up is suicide." Irarus remarks to the acknowledgement of everyone else.

"Why's he here then?" Tsunade wonders aloud, her mind immediately heading to subterfuge and to the methods ninjas of her world liked to use. She shakes her head however when she recalls just where she is. The 'Honourable' Nord King wouldn't dare do something so blatant, especially since Winterhold was technically 'ruled' by him.

"Who knows? Let's go ask him... Open the gates!" Ennura orders and begins making her way down to meet the Dragonborn, everyone else following not far behind.

Surtr departs from his army and steps forth seemingly unafraid of any attack. "Jarl Ennura, it's a pleasure to finally meet you." he looks over towards Winterhold, "You must have been busy, ignoring my summons for the Jarl meet..."

The tendrils around Ennura's neck wriggle in irritation, "Not everyone has as much free time as you, High King. What, may I ask, is the reason for your visit?"

"I have come to see the progress of Winterhold's navy, these men are here to support your assault on Solstheim and the traitors that live there." he says, gesturing at his army behind him but pausing when he spots Ennura's entourage stood by the gate. Particularly, his eyes are drawn to Medusa, who looks nothing like any native creature of Tamriel, which meant only one thing... This was a Daedra from Michael's realm of Oblivion. "You've acquired more 'allies' too, I see?"

Ennura nods, "We accept people of all colour, race, and creed here, as you know, High King. I would ask that next time you visit in armour, an army at your back, and dragon flying overhead, that you send word beforehand. I'm almost certain this is a breach of both Ancient Nord etiquette and law?"

Surtr chuckles, "Hah? You talk about the law with an undisclosed Daedra standing before me? Watch your tongue, Jarl." he grouses.

Ennura loudly hums in thought, "The rule of disclosing Daedra was introduced by the Empire during the Oblivion crises... I wasn't aware we were still following Imperial laws? So which is it High King? Do we ignore Nord laws and traditions or ignore the Empire's past influence upon Skyrim?" she asks, her words reaching the frontlines of Surtr's army behind him.

Surtr scowls under his helmet and shakes his head, "Enough of this. I have yet to meet this 'Admiral' in charge of the navy. If I'm attending the invasion I should know who'll be under me." he states.

"You're coming?" Ennura questions, her glowing light blue eyes squinted with hesitation.

"Aye! What kind of King would I be if I cowered behind my men!?" he calls out, getting a loud "HEAR! HEAR!" from his men. "Now let's get inside, it isn't getting any warmer!"


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Chương 677: Local Foreign Intrusion

Surtr and his army's entry into the city put almost everyone on guard. Winterhold was more akin to an independent city-state, socially, culturally, and economically compared to other parts of Skyrim. And since most of the residents were non-Nords, there was a period of unrest when the almost entirely Nord army found themselves in 'foreign' territory.

Of course, as Surtr was headed to meet with Kunkka and other city higher-ups, Ralof was left to handle the troops. As Nords do, they all congregated towards the taverns and inns, and once they got some drinks in them, the chaos truly started.

Small brawls broke out between the residents of Winterhold and the Nords every ten minutes or so, forcing the town guards to work overtime trying to stop them. Their xenophobia had basically forced most of the Eredar population to stay within their own district, but there was two reasons for this.

The first being the strange beauty of Eredar women, Nords got handsy when drinking, and it took the full effort of the guards to stop the Eredar girls from hexing their cocks off.

Second was the Eredar men, who were far larger and more intimidating than the average Nord, not to mention more protective of their women since there wasn't that many of their race left. One moment an Eredar man sees a Nord grabbing the tail of his woman, and the next moment six Nords are on the ground with broken bones while their comrades threaten to start butchering the 'freaks' responsible.

Anti-Mage had to employ Wei and some of their Guild's new apprentices to help out policing the city. Ennura brought this up to Surtr during the meeting but the High King just laughed and shrugged, not giving a shit of the trouble he'd brought.

It was actually Charlotte that finally put an end to the situation, one Nord grabbed her mother's ass as they were headed to a location where they were going to meet Illococoo... The result was as expected. The man ended up crucified on a cross made of reddening ice in the middle of the street, the street, and the only reason he hadn't died of his wounds was because of the ice magic slowing his bleeding, along with the abundance of healers thanks to the College.

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The doors to the meeting room slam open and a Nord soldier shuffles in and whispers something into Surtr's ear, his expression gradually getting worse and worse.

"I'm guessing something happened in the city?" Ennura bluntly remarks, knowing it was only a matter of time before someone did something stupid.

Surtr sniffs derisively, "Who is this 'Charlotte' and who would care if I had her executed?" he questions, not realising that he'd met her previously in High Hrothgar as he'd been more focussed on Illococoo had the time...

...

The room goes silent, everyone present was already aware of Charlotte's relationship with Michael, Tiffania, Illococoo, and Maria.

"What happened?" Tiffania asks with a glare, not hiding her anger at Surtr's words. They'd only just gotten back Charlotte, and she wasn't about to let this 'king' do something to jeopardise that.

Surtr locks eyes with her, "She decided to attack one of my men, Guldi, he's alive but he had to have his arms up to their forearms cut off from frostbite." he growls out. "So I ask you again, who is she and who do I have to kill after her?"

"This is hardly-" Ennura starts but is interrupted as Tiffania stands from her seat.

"Me. You'll have to kill me, you'll have to kill Michael, half the city would stand to protect her. So stop acting like a meatheaded idiot and understand where you are. You won't touch Charlotte and you'll be happy about it." she threatens.

"I. Am. Your. King!" Surtr growls, the few of his guards in the room looking ready to draw their weapons.

"This is NOT Skyrim. This is Winterhold, OUR city. You're no King of mine, the only man I follow is Michael." she jabs an accusatory finger at him, "And since you're so scared of him, maybe you and your men should start acting like adults instead of overgrown children!"

"I AM NOT SCARED OF HIM." Surtr almost bellows as he stands and slams his palms onto the table.

"Of course you are! Why else would you come now? It's because you know Michael is gone and you think you can throw your weight around! Well, I'm not going to put up with it, and no one else here should either!"

"You-..." Surtr starts, his face going red from pent-up anger.

Tiffania stares at him for a couple more seconds before shaking her head and exiting, "Finish this without me... And don't think of touching Charlotte, I swear you won't make it out of Winterhold if you do." she warns before finally leaving.

Tsunade follows, sending a smug smirk over her shoulder a the Dragonborn, "Hmph, some King."

Kunkka lowers his flask of rum from his mouth and laughs as he looks to a trembling in rage Surtr, "Feisty, isn't she? I can see why Michael likes her!"

...

Surtr takes a deep breath and looks down at the table, gathering his thoughts, "Admiral Kunkka. Do we have enough ships to transport all the men I've brought?" he abruptly asks, ignoring the man's small talk.

"Barely, give us another month and we'll have enough for an even distribution! I can't imagine sticking a bunch of landlubbers alone on a ship will go all that well! Not unless some of your men have been salted already?"

"Salted?"

"If they've sailed before." Ennura translates, inwardly finding Kunkka's strange phrases cute...

"No, most haven't." he shakes his head, "It doesn't matter either. We're attacking Solstheim as soon as possible." he states.

...

"What? Didn't you just hear what the Admiral said? There's no reason to rush the invasion!"

"You'll do it because I say so." Surtr grouses, still irritated from TIffania's earlier remarks, "Report to me when things are ready. I won't waste any more time than I have to in this place." he says before quickly leaving.

...

"Well... I suppose that's what we're doing..." Ennura reluctantly says, "He paid for the ships so..."

"Still an ass hole though." Irarus remarks, getting nods of agreement in return.


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