Chapter 527 Cyrodiil Plateau
On the high-speed airship.
In the cabin, Ryan looked at the scenery outside the porthole, with a thoughtful look on his face.
"If the entire Isolder School is directly eliminated, there will be a power vacuum in a large area of Cyrodiil Plateau, which will give other cults and secret schools the opportunity to intervene in the Cyrodiil Plateau." "
In addition, my doing this will have a great impact. After all, it damages the ruling interests of the Empire in the Cyrodiil Plateau. Even Menia will be embarrassed about this matter."
"But this matter must be dealt with!"
In Ryan's view, this matter is not only about the sacrifice of Vieri and Fandral, but also about the future safety of his family.
"Deputy Master Malcolm? 'Stone Shield' Stuart?"
"If these two are killed, the entire Isoder School will exist in name only. Other cults and secret wizard schools will also take the opportunity to intervene."
"Perhaps, after I arrive, I can first understand the reputation of the Isoder School in the Cyrodiil Plateau. If the remaining people are available, maybe they can be directly incorporated into the Bishu Construction School?"
"Earth wizards are very compatible with clay and rock wizards, and can greatly enhance the strength of the school's rock and earth construction."
Ryan suddenly thought of such an idea.
Although in terms of personnel and strength, if this is really done, the number of remaining personnel in the Isoder School is estimated to greatly exceed the total number of personnel in the Bishu Construction School, but Ryan is not worried, because he is in.
Imperial Capital Tamriel.
Bishu Construction School, Assembly Hall.
Although Mogaro and a group of school backbones were still carefully assembling and debugging the Destroyer Golem, everyone looked a little discouraged.
"Alas, even if we successfully repair the Destroyer Golem, will it be useful?"
"The information clearly states that only a fourth-level Dawn Wizard can unleash the full power of the Destroyer. But the problem is that, apart from Lord Ryan who is a Dawn Wizard in our school, even the Sect Master Moria is only at the peak of Crystallization." "Alas,
this is indeed a problem. By the way, do you think the Sect Master will be able to become a Dawn Wizard this time?"
"It's hard to say. I just feel that the Sect Master's decision to become a Dawn Wizard was a little too hasty?"
"The Sect Master Moria wants to become a Dawn Wizard before the school promotion assessment, which is too difficult."
"Yes, I'm afraid that our school promotion this time will fail again! How great would it be if Lord Ryan could come back?"
Listening to these whispers, the one who felt the most uncomfortable was naturally the mentor of Ryan, Mogaro.
Mogaro has been depressed recently and drunk for several days because his favorite student may never come back.
However, he has thought it through in the past two days.
As a mentor, although he does not have the strength to save Ryan, he must at least maintain the family assets saved by Ryan. With a complete Destroyer Golem, at least the school still has a near-epic combat power. If he cannot be promoted, he cannot be promoted. At least his information will not be stolen by others.
Therefore, Mogaro began to devote himself to the repair of the Destroyer again.
The leader of the school, Moria, originally planned to attack the Dawn Wizard peacefully after repairing the Destroyer Golem and completing the school promotion, but after careful consideration, he decided to start the attack today.
Suddenly, the door of the assembly hall was opened, and a hurried and joyful voice sounded:
"Teacher, Master Ryan is back!"
The person who came was Audrey, Ryan's senior, but since Audrey knew Ryan's strength, she has always addressed him as Master.
"What!"
Upon hearing the news, everyone in the assembly hall raised their heads in surprise, and focused their attention on the girl Audrey.
"Audrey, where did you hear this news? Is it true?" Mogaro rushed to Audrey's side, excitedly grabbed his disciple's shoulders tightly, shook them, and said.
Audrey endured the iron-like hands of her mentor, because she knew that her mentor was too emotional and didn't care at all, and said:
"It's certain, because I went to Lord Ryan's mansion and met Ms. Olena, and she told me personally."
"Great! Great!" Mogaro let go of Audrey, waved his fists high, turned around on the spot, and shouted.
Then, he took out the small steel wine bottle in his arms, opened it quickly, and drank a few big mouthfuls. His face flushed, and he said:
"What about Ryan? Where is he now?"
"Let's go and see him!"
Mogaro knew that Ryan was in a high position now, and there must be a lot of things to do when he just came back, but it doesn't matter. The disciples are busy
, but I have nothing to do! It's okay for the mentor to visit the disciples?
"Well, I heard from Ms. Olena that Mr. Ryan stayed at home for a while and went directly to the Munster Province."
"Is that so? It's okay. It's the same to visit him in a few days. It's good to be back!" Mogaro was a little disappointed, but soon recovered his excitement and said.
"Not good! I have to persuade the sect leader."
"Since Ryan is back, there is no need for him to rush to the Dawn Realm!"
After that, Mogaro immediately rushed out of the assembly hall!
At the other end of the corridor, in an office.
Deputy Sect Leader Bradley was a little puzzled.
Because just now, he received an urgent notice from the Imperial Wizard School Union, saying that their Bishu Construct School's promotion was no longer a problem.
The reason for the previous problem was that a reviewer under the Isodri School was not careful enough and did not find the difference between the golem data submitted by his own school and the Bishu Construct School. Therefore, he suspected that the Bishu Construct School had stolen the data.
"Strange, would the Isodri School be so kind?"
"They blocked us before, but now they suddenly passed us? Could there be a bigger trap waiting for us?"
Bradley stroked his chin, feeling extremely suspicious.
Sword Bearer Headquarters.
"Olena, you said Admiral Edward sent a message that after Lord Ryan resolved the matter in Munster, he did not return to the imperial capital, but went directly to the Cyrodiil Plateau?"
Upon hearing the news, Major General Tatia immediately stood up to confirm.
"Yes, Major General Tatia." Olena nodded. She was also surprised when she heard the news.
Because it was obvious what this move meant!
"Oops, Lord Ryan is too impulsive!"
"The situation in the Cyrodiil Plateau is complicated. The strength of 'Stone Shield' Stuart is not weak even among the epic-level strongmen of the Empire."
"Moreover, the other party will have the advantage of being in their own school's base. Even if the old Imperial Guardian is in Cyrodiil, he has to give some face to the Isoderei School."
"I need to report this matter to Marshal Alfred immediately."
"This..."
Hearing what Major General Tatia said, Olena couldn't help but feel nervous and began to worry.
At the same time.
Cyrodiil Plateau.
In the central hall of Nilheim, the base of the Isoderei School.
A wizard in a khaki wizard robe was respectfully reporting something to the old man with a looming earth element shield.
The old man was the head of the Isoderei School, the dawn wizard Stuart Abel with the title of 'Stone Shield'.
"By the way, Malcolm, have you notified the people below to stop?" Stuart asked.
"Yes, sir. We have also approved the promotion application of the Bixiu Construction School. In addition, the two people sent by Minster have also been notified to return immediately."
"But I heard from the contact person that the notification was made, but no one has come yet."
"Huh? No one has returned?" Stuart frowned slightly and said.
"Well, I think it is possible that they are more intoxicated by the hospitality of the Marquis of Orenz. After all, compared with the imperial capital, the entertainment activities in Nielheim are really poor." Malcolm explained.
If he were to go to the imperial capital, he would also enjoy the warm hospitality of the great nobles in the imperial capital. After all, wizards are also human beings.
"Where is Ryan? Where is he now?" Stuart asked suddenly.
"Well, it was said before that after the other party arrived in the imperial capital, he immediately returned home, and did not even attend the subsequent high-level imperial meetings and banquets."
"Check again!"
"Check Ryan's whereabouts? Do you suspect that Ryan has gone to Munster?"
"Yes, sir, I'll go right away." Malcolm suddenly understood something, looked surprised, and said.
However, at this time, a young man in a khaki wizard robe walked over quickly and said, "Master, there is news from the imperial capital. Half a day ago, Ryan had left the imperial capital and went to Munster."
"Half a day ago?"
"No! Could it be." Malcolm's face changed. He immediately understood that his master's previous guess was probably correct.
"Malcolm, find a way to find out where Ryan is." Stuart said in a deep voice.
"Yes!"
As Malcolm turned and left, Stuart waved his hand again, and the young wizard beside him also left the hall.
After everyone left the hall, Stuart thought for a moment, then stretched out his hand to draw a complicated pattern in the air. It was a pattern that looked like a spider.
As the pattern lit up, an old voice sounded: "Stuart, why did you contact me directly today? Aren't you afraid of being discovered by the Empire?"
"Graham, that Ryan may very likely come to the Cyrodiil Plateau." Stuart said in a deep voice without paying attention to the other party's ridicule.
"Hmm? The Ryan who killed Staven? The youngest epic-level warrior in the empire?" Graham on the opposite side was also stunned after hearing this.
"That's right."
"Didn't they say that he and the 'Red Queen' Menia were defeated and imprisoned by the goddess of the underworld?"
"The news is wrong."
"Haha, I understand. Did the other party come to your door? So, you want to ask me for help?" Graham immediately understood the purpose of the other party's sudden contact with him.
"I need you to help solve this Ryan, and at the same time take the responsibility for the whole thing. In exchange, I will default to the private management of the western part of the Cyrodiil Plateau by the Tutkarsh School." Stuart said in a deep voice.
"Not enough! Add the two Breton tribes in the central area." After thinking for a while, Graham smiled and put forward his own conditions.
"Why do you want so many Bretons? It seems that the previous news is true. Are you cooperating with the evil god?"
"It's just a witchcraft experiment. I need the giant blood of the Bretons. My conditions are not excessive, Stuart, you can think about it slowly." Graham explained.
At the same time, he was sure that the other party would not delay for too long, because the person Ryan came to see was Stuart, the Isolder School, not him.
He could wait.
"Deal!"
"Hahaha!"
Graham, who was far away in the Tutkarsh School, couldn't help laughing happily after the call ended.
"Ryan, not bad, I thought he would never come back, but I didn't expect him to come back."
Suddenly, a voice that seemed to come from a very far away suddenly appeared in his mind, "Kill this Ryan reward."
Compared with before, the distant voice was much smoother and no longer intermittent.
Obviously, a certain bond between the two seemed to deepen.
"Of course, respected Majesty the Spider, this is exactly what I want to do."
"By the way, we can also kill Stuart. Before the empire reacts, Nielheim will have enough sacrifices to let your clone come directly."
Graham's low but joyful voice echoed in the empty hall where he was the only one left, which seemed particularly weird.
In the evening.
The high-speed airship that Ryan was riding on began to gradually enter the Cyrodiil Plateau.
Standing on the side of the airship, Ryan looked far away and saw the long mountains in the distance appearing one after another. The originally dense forests began to become sparse, and more coniferous woodlands began to appear on the ground.
As he continued to fly, the vegetation on the ground became shorter and sparser, shrubs and alpine meadows became more common, and snow could be seen on the distant mountains.
The scenery of the plateau began to gradually appear in front of Ryan.
"I heard that the Bretons of the plateau tribe live here." Ryan recalled a Breton legend he had killed, Greg the Corpse Splitter.
There are many nomadic races living on the Cyrodiil Plateau, but the Bretons are an exception. They are said to have the blood of giants, but they make a living by hunting.
Moreover, they have always been known for hunting those ferocious high-mountain barbaric bulls, thick-skinned mammoths, giant horse bears and other creatures.
After a while.
Ryan on the airship noticed that on the alpine meadows below, there was a caravan of dozens of highland barbaric bulls, pulling a full load of goods, slowly moving towards the northwest.
"Huh? A caravan of Breton people?"
"Judging from the direction, it should be heading to Nilheim."
Moreover, with Ryan's eyesight, he could naturally see the other party's attire, which was mainly simple leather armor. They were tall and sturdy, and there were three red mud marks on their foreheads.
This aroused Ryan's interest.
Ryan said to the elite sergeant beside him: "The airship will stop here. You wait for me here. I should be back before noon the next day."
"Yes, Lord Ryan!" The sergeant replied.
Soon, Ryan jumped down from the side of the ship, and the floating technique made him slowly land on the ground and walk towards the caravan.
"Hey, a lot of the goods are actually ores?"
When approaching the caravan, Ryan took a quick look and found that the goods of this Breton tribe caravan were not all furs and the like, but nearly half of them were various ores, many of which were rare ores.
Although the goods were covered with cloth, Ryan, as a metal-type dawn wizard, could easily detect this without even seeing it.
"Stranger, one of the rules of the wilderness is not to approach the caravan casually."
At this time, a young Breton man who was over two meters four in height, wearing simple leather armor and holding a single-edged battle axe, came to the front of Ryan and said in a deep voice.
"Are you a caravan heading to Nilheim?" Ryan smiled slightly and said.
"So what?" The young Breton man looked at Ryan suspiciously, and tightened his grip on the battle axe.
"Can we go together?"
"We don't welcome strangers."
"Well, then I want to buy some ore, is that okay?" Ryan didn't mind the other party's refusal, and smiled and said.
"How do you know there is ore in the goods we are transporting?" The young Breton man's expression changed immediately, and after blowing a whistle, seven or eight equally strong and tall young Breton men rushed out from both sides of the convoy.
Ryan smiled self-deprecatingly, and shook his head again. He saw that he instantly transformed the hardened adamantium in his hand into a shield, then a knight's long sword, and then changed it into a single-edged battle axe like the one held by the young Breton man opposite.
This made all the Breton warriors stop in their tracks, and they looked at each other with astonishment!
"High-level wizard?" The burly old man with dreadlocks who led the team opened his eyes wide and whispered.
"Stop!"
He shouted, and then he walked out of the crowd quickly, stepped forward and bowed, saying: "Dear wizard, we are just an ordinary caravan, what can I do for you?"
The old man knew very well that his Breton tribe, which had a thin giant bloodline, was not strong enough to fight against a strange high-level wizard.
"Don't be nervous, I just came to buy some ore."
"Well, okay." The burly old man with dreadlocks showed a trace of embarrassment, but seemed to be afraid of Ryan's strength, and nodded.
"Elder? This is for Aesop." The young man said on the side, but immediately stopped talking.
However, Ryan had already heard the pronunciation of "Aesop".
Could it be the Isolder School?
This made Ryan smile slightly, and he became more and more interested.
Perhaps, from this caravan in front of him, he can learn a lot of first-hand information about the Cyrodiil Plateau and the Isolder School.
(End of this chapter)
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