Chapter 660 The Winter Fortress Dragon Arrives (Second Edition)

    "Not worthy of being the trading city in the sky, there are indeed many magical books."

    George, who had already checked into the Plainland Mare Banner Hotel in the evening, looked at the stack of magical books he had acquired with a satisfied smile on his face.

    Wooden Armor Technique, Candlelight Technique, Summoning Specter Wolf, Wrath Technique, Courage Technique, Healing Technique and Barrier Technique.

    He bought most of the introductory books for the five types of elemental magic, aside from some books on basic magical knowledge.

    For more advanced magic, even the Snowy City finds it difficult to purchase.

    Because Skyrim Province is the hometown of the Nords, the most numerous people here are the Nords, and the Nords revere warriors and do not place much importance on magic.

    Even because of the harm magic once brought, many Nords have developed a degree of aversion towards magic in their hearts.

    For them, causing significant harm to homes and the environment with real weapons and armor is something that will never cause too much damage, nor will it affect the innocent.

    But if magic is used, especially the fire magic in the destruction system, it is easy to cause fires that kill many ordinary people.

    And summoning magic, whether it's summoning Didara from the void, summoning demons, or controlling zombies, is seen as very evil in their eyes.

    The key is that Skyrim Province has many wild wizards and evil wizard organizations, often causing some outrageous and evil things in the name of studying evil magic.

    Therefore, in the major cities of Skyrim Province, high-level spells are generally banned from sale, and it is also difficult to buy them through normal channels.

    However, the lords of the major cities are not fools; they are well aware of the power of magic and also recruit a large number of competent mages for their armies.

    Even some have their own court grandmasters.

    The next day, after having breakfast at the Plainland Mare Banner Hotel, George and Avel set out of the city on horseback, riding two sturdy steeds straight towards Winterhold.

    It normally takes a month to travel by carriage from Snow_salt City to Winterhold.

    If riding horses, it would take about ten days to arrive.

    George and Avel, using less than five days, arrived at the outskirts of Winterhold City, the northernmost city in Skyrim Province, blanketed in white snow.

    "By the Eight Divines, we've finally arrived at Winterhold!"

    Seeing Winterhold getting closer, Avel shook off the snow on his body, covering his behind and showing a relieved expression on his face.

    The normal journey of ten days was completed in five days, indicating how fast they were traveling on the road.

    Especially since George was using a direct route that no one dared to take, it was enough to almost wear his buttocks raw, and the journey was fraught with danger, almost causing him to have a near-death scare.