I release a deep breath and move my finger to create the circuit. The class card is not really a card, at least the ones Zelretch makes. It is made of a condensed mana that is tied together to create the shape of a card.
Zelretch told that his class card is more powerful than the one the Ainsworth Family created. Unlike the one Ainsworth Class Card, his card can give the actual stats of the servant instead of the weaker version.
However, because of this, the making process is harder than normal. Not only that, the servant you get also cos from the ingredients you use to make the card.
I look to the side and see Zelretch nod his head and put the bone powder of the dragon I killed inside the formation of the magic circuit I created. Slowly but surely, I can see the form of a human holding a sword appear on the card.
I take a deep breath and guide the mana around us. I let the card in front of absorb the mana in the air and see it suck a lot of it. The amount of mana it sucks is almost as much mana in my body, and that says a lot as I grow more powerful since the day I arrived in this world.
Seeing it suck 98% of my mana from the surrounding mana is telling just how powerful is the servant from the Nasuverse.
After a few seconds, the light disappears and leaves the card floating in the air. I pick up the card and say.
"Do you know which servant is on this card?"
"Let see it for a second… You have good luck, Ryan. You have Gawain, the Sun Knight. What kind of dragon do you kill?"
"Ah, his na is Kreinvolumdu or Sun-Darkness-Devour. He is the strongest Fire Dragon I have encountered so far."
"Yeah. That will do. Do you want to test it now?"
I shake my head and say.
"No. I will do that later. For now, I need to rest and maybe learn sothing from this place. This place has the most books about magic, after all."
"Great! That ans you can help in my experint while you are here."
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|3rd POV|
The situation in Skyrim gets better. Previously, bandits and wild animals roam the land and attack anyone worth attacking. However, since the day Ryan focuses on hunting bandits and wild animals in the land, Skyrim manages to release a huge relief breath.
Bandits are afraid to attack and earn bounties on their heads because they know that Ryan, the Wandering Warrior, will co after them, and they know their lives will be over when he cos after them.
Even the Thieves Guild does their operation with extra precautions and will always run when they know Ryan near Riften. The news of the destruction of the Dark Brotherhood also makes them afraid of him destroying their guild. Even Maven Black-Briar knows that this is not sothing she can handle like usual. She knows that if the Dark Brotherhood gets destroyed, it is an opponent she cannot face head-on.
However, the peace changed when the news of the emperor arrived in Solitude. The Stormcloak starts raising voices, and so of the more fanatic mbers of the Stormcloak want to march the army, attack Solitude, and kill the emperor.
Lucky for the people of Skyrim, Ulfric knows attacking the emperor is a bad idea and holds his people before they can do sothing stupid. While he hates the empire, he hates the Thalmor even more, and he knows that killing the emperor will create chaos that the Thalmor will use to gain more power.
However, that is not what shocked many people. It is the news that the emperor wants to reward Ryan Hernandes, the Wandering Warrior and Dragonborn, for helping Skyrim and doing a great service to the empire by destroying the Dark Brotherhood.
The emperor also declares that Ryan Hernandes will be known as Friend of the Empire from now on and will have a high status among the nobles. He is not a landed noble, but his authority is the sa as Jarl of Skyrim.
Not only that, but the emperor will also give a personal reward to him and invite all the Jarl for this ceremony. Of course, the supporters of Stormcloak rejected the invitation, but half of the Jarl attended the ceremony.
"Urgh. I hate this. I want to return ho."
Zelretch laughs at Ryan's expression before saying,
"Bwahahaha! The mighty warrior looks like a prune with how much you frown, Ryan. Do you hate the attention that much?"
"That and I hate it when my identity is used as a political piece, you know?"
"Fair enough. They are here. Change your expression. After this party is over, you can return."
Ryan nods his head and takes a deep breath. He can feel his clothes restrict his body, but the others force him to wear them in the ceremony.
"My lord. The ceremony is starting."
Ryan nods his head at the servant and follows her to the throne room, where he can see the emperor sitting on the throne with a smile on his face. When Ryan stands in front of the emperor, he kneels and waits for him to talk.
"Ryan Hernandes, Dragonborn. As the Emperor of Tamriel, I, Titus de II, declare you are the Friend of the Empire until the last of your breath. I, Titus de II, declare you as the protector of the land and the empire! I, Titus de II, declare you as the Protector of the Empire! May you continue to serve the people of the empire!"
The others clap their hand at that declaration, but the emperor is not done.
"I shall also reward you with this."
Titus looks to the side and sees his court magician walk forward with a sword in his hand. He takes the sword and presents it to Ryan.
"This is the Sword of Tiber Septim. The sword can only be given to soone who protects the empire from darkness. For protecting the empire against Dragons, Bandits, Monsters and protecting , the emperor, against a group of Assassin, I shall give you the honor to wield the Sword of Tiber Septim."
And that creates an uproar. The Sword of Tiber Septim is the sword that can only be created using an ore that has been blessed by Seven of the Nine Divines. It is a unique sword that will never rust and has the ability to absorb power from its opponent.
If this sword kills an opponent who is a master of poison magic, it can release poison out of its blade. If the opponent is a pyromancer, the sword can coat its blade with fire. It is a blade that grows with its user.
However, it is not only the thing this sword represents. The sword lets the one holding the sword have the sa political power as the Commander of Penitus Oculatus—a rank above a general. When war cos, the holder can lead an army into battles just like a general.
"Raise, Ryan Hernandes, the Protector of Tamriel!"
Ryan stands up, takes the sword, and nods his head. After he takes his sword, the others start to clap their hands. The emperor wants Ryan to keep doing what he is doing. He does not know that Ryan will disappear from Nirn today.
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