Path of The Dragonborn

The winter of 1196 in the Qiliu calendar came later than usual.

When people realized that winter had entered, they put on thick coats and fur pants to keep out the cold, it was already the end of December.

The markets and taverns have become deserted a lot. On the one hand, people are reluctant to go out because of the cold weather. On the other hand, it is also because after such severe cold, the number of tourists to Ragram has been greatly reduced.

However, against the background of the overall desertedness of the town, the famous "Yarside Flow" dojo in the empire has recently been very lively.

Every winter, a group of students leave Ragram and return to their hometown to reunite with their relatives and enjoy the beauty of New Year's Eve, but there are also some returnees who come to pay respect to Master and encourage the younger generations.

What's more, this year's Ragram, there is a heavy guest.

"Gu... Gu..." An old man sitting with the "Swordsman of Light" grabbed the big cup in front of him, poured a full cup of jade syrup into his throat, and then laughed "ha". Good you kid Victor, stole such a good wine, come and fill me up."

"This wine was only put into the warehouse this year, where is it hidden...In other words, Brother Yun is really healthy, and I can drink it like this, I feel more relieved." Victor, who was dumbfounded, could only say that in the end. .

"I'm in good health, and I'm afraid it won't be a problem to persist for 20 or 30 years." The way the old man who is over 60 speaks is quite playful, quite an old naughty taste. Victor, who refilled the old man in front of him, asked while the iron was hot: "I wonder what Brother Yun has been up to lately?"

"It's the same as before." Jianxian wiped his mouth with his sleeve, completely ignoring the napkin on the side of the table, "Wander around, have a happy life, go back and take my granddaughter from time to time..." The image of the old man Fuhao doesn't have the temperament of the immortal spirit that is equivalent to his title. "It's a pity that the past few years have passed, and you can't find anyone who can accept it as an apprentice."

"After all, "Eight Leaves" is different from our "Yarside". It takes a long period of one-on-one guidance and Taoist guidance to achieve great cause. "Victor deeply understands, "Although it cannot be promoted on a large scale, on the other hand, the success rate is also very high. Brother Yun's two apprentices, one used to be the **** of war in the Libel Army, and the other is now the backbone of the Closberg Autonomous Prefecture Police Department...what a pity. "

"That's true." After drinking the second cup of wine, Jian Xian suddenly stood up from his chair, "Come on, how about comparing your hands?" His hands were too sharp and sharp, showing his free and easy temperament.

"Okay, I can't ask for it." Victor stood up naturally, with a majestic momentum, "Klaus, take the family heirloom."

"Yes." The old butler, who had been waiting for a long time, handed over a delicate wooden box. The big sword taken out of the box was the heir of the ancestors of the "Iron Cavalry", the family heirloom of the Alside family, "Jalan Shire". .

Under the horrified eyes of the seniors who were giving basic guidance to the younger generations, the two fought like this. No fighting spirit or powerful combat skills were used. The two battles only used the most basic styles, which was dazzling and dizzying, looking like two warriors dancing.

"Good!" Applause broke out among the onlookers around, cheering for the superb skills of the two martial arts legends. The two of them stopped and continued to sit back to the table to drink. (Using vindictiveness, head-to-head discussions must be reserved for an unknown hilltop, and the house may be demolished in the dojo)

The two voices lowered: "Speaking of your apprenticeship, I have a suitable person here..." "Oh?"

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The conversation between the two peerless masters was still going on, and in an inconspicuous corner of the dojo, Heliga looked at the two chatting and laughing in a gloomy manner. His thoughts went back to two months ago...

"You mean, I defeated that gargoyle head-on? I also used incredible sword skills?" Heliga, who had just finished drinking the herbs and sat up with difficulty, looked at the "Sword of Light" that came to visit her. Craftsman," asked in surprise.

"Yes." The other party replied very positively, "That is a special power hidden in your body... The source is unknown, and the triggering conditions are unknown... But as a result, this force not only protects your own Life, also saved my daughter."

"Ah..." Heliga, who was stunned by this shocking fact, remembered Laura, "She's okay...that's fine."

"Klaus has fully reported to me on this matter, and I have reprimanded him for this matter." When this matter was mentioned, Victor's face also showed some dissatisfaction, "Although you have to insist on it. In the basement, it was too rash to take two children who were not full of the first story under the premise that monsters were infested."

"You can't blame Mr. Claus." Heliga lay back on the pillow and murmured, "Perhaps it is because of my persistence...Before I went to the castle, I always felt that something was calling me... …Maybe it’s my own uncharacteristic behavior, which affected the old man’s judgment and almost affected Laura." Heliga looked at the Viscount, apologizing, "Sorry, Uncle Alside."

"It's nothing, Heliga." Before the Viscount could reply, Laura pushed open the concealed door and broke in. "Going to the basement to investigate is the result of the unanimous agreement of the three of us, and the responsibility is naturally shared by the three of us. "Laura's eyes are clear and sincere.

"...Thank you, Laura." Heliga, who had wanted to argue about something, felt heavy again, and his upper and lower eyelids couldn't stop closing together, so he had to give up arguing and thanked him softly.

"He is tired. Let him rest." Victor saw the boy's state at the moment and took Laura's hand and left the room. When he walked to the door, Victor turned back and said: "The church doctor has already seen it. Your body is too weak. It is better to rest during this period. When you get better, I will tell you the rest. intend."

"Master, Miss, I'm really very sorry." The old butler who had been waiting outside the door came up in time and bowed to apologize. He heard the conversation just now.

"Okay, Klaus." Victor waved generously. "People always make mistakes... Besides, you can't be blamed for this thing. Didn't the kid say it?" After a pause, the Viscount said again. Said: "Go to the study in a while, write a letter to the "Sword Fairy", Brother Yun, inviting him to come to Ragram as a guest... Then remember to let someone block the port to the ship's route to the ancient city. Later, I want Go and explore it yourself. "

"Yes, sir." Klaus respected.

"The basement of the ancient city is something that has never been heard before, and there must be something strange in it. Until the investigation is clear, no one should enter the investigation privately without my company."

"Yes."

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"Are you the Heliga mentioned by this kid Victor?" The old man with the fairy wind and bones had walked up to him in a daze.

"...Ah, yes!" The young man came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed to salute: "Heliga Kholzwill, I have seen the founder of "Eight Leaves and One Sword Art", "Sword Fairy" Yun Kafa Yi. "