My name is Akatosh,
I'm... By the way, can Night Mother resign?
——4E, 201, Hearth Moon, 3rd, 8:19——
On the shores of Lake Ilintana, the "Hunter's Rest" cabin.
The reason why it is called this is because Arthur's adoptive father, an old hunter, carved a sign and hung it on the wall outside the main entrance of the wooden house. This can easily confuse people who are not very smart after seeing it: This is a hunter after all. A resting place or a cabin called "Hunter's Resting Place"?
"Uh... um... Huh?" Apparently Ella fell into this kind of doubt.
"Don't think about it. I have never seen strange hunters stay here. They prefer to rest in Falkreath, which is a little further away, so it is just the name of the house, the same as 'Green Jasmine Witch Villa'." Arthur knocked He read the sign on the door and opened the door of the wooden house.
Speaking of the residences of those harpy witches, he had to admit that even if they changed their forms, they would still pursue the comfort of life. Although those "bird's nests" were made of branches, the walls and ceilings could well resist the cold air at night. , the soft hay on the ground was no different from a carpet, and they also brought blankets they got from trading with ordinary people, so it was almost the same as a hotel when staying overnight.
"It's easy to cause confusion and misunderstanding. Maybe it can be renamed 'Wanghu Manor'." Lydia said while looking at the surrounding environment.
"It's really an aristocratic name." Ella glanced at her.
"The Baron is also a noble now." Lydia replied calmly.
The reason why I came here is that on the one hand, the companions who were separated before wanted to see where Arthur lived in the past, and on the other hand, Arthur himself also had some luck - since the God of Hunting was killed by the Dragon of Time His subordinates have been eliminated or replaced, and all the previously obtained information about Hircine has been fine-tuned. Then will his adoptive father who died because of Hircine suddenly appear?
The furnishings in the house, which were almost the same as when he left not long ago, proved that he was overthinking.
"Woof woof!" "Ouch!"
Outside the house, Babas, who had no interest in the cabin because he had been there once, was barking at Riya's wolf soul, and the little wolf roared back not to be outdone.
That's right, this translucent blue wolf cub, which is less than an arm long and can be easily held in the little girl's arms, is the wolf soul she attracted from the pile of burning feathers. Now it follows her like an ordinary pet. Ria, but for unknown reasons, she disliked Babas.
After the feathers were burned out, when the wolf cub emerged from Ria, even Ella, who was far away, had the phenomenon of blue light being pulled away, and traces of blue smoke were being drawn away from Sinding's body - —He can no longer transform into a werewolf and is happily planning the rest of his life, so naturally he did not follow.
What the harpy witch who provided the pile of feathers wanted was to clear out the bandits entrenched in a cave called "Haima's Shame" southeast of Falkreath. Since they were basically on the way, Arthur and his party not only had to come Looking at the wooden house, I also plan to take Riya, or Lavisia, back to Falkreath to see her parents.
"Ouch!"
"Woof woof!"
"[Gaoh——]"
"..."
"Sophie?" Arthur opened the window and looked out. She didn't seem to be interested in the house, but she couldn't participate in the quarrel between two dogs (?).
As expected, Babas was fine. The ghost wolf was frightened by Sophie's dragon power for a moment and fell to the ground.
"Babas, don't bully Hati!" Riya walked over and picked up the little wolf, and taught the native dog a lesson righteously.
The little wolf was named "Hati" by the girl. Although it seemed very dissatisfied with the name that sounded like a sneeze, the protest was ineffective. In any case, the task of exorcising the werewolf bloodline of Leia has been completed, and the witches have also After setting up a line, if anyone else needs to clean up their bloodline, they can come back at that time. At least Ella has no interest in it at all.
"Woof?" Seeing Riya turning away, Babas spread his two front paws towards Arthur. Even if he didn't say anything, Arthur understood the meaning instantly: "Is it my fault?"
In short, it’s better to leave early. Arthur looked up at the sky. The dragon’s power scared away all the wild animals around him. If he couldn’t eat barbecue at noon, he could only go to the lake to catch fish. It was not a big deal. What if a giant dragon was attracted? , if he had to perform dragon slaying and dragon soul sucking live, he might scare the children again.
——11:57——
On the outskirts of Falkreath City, Corpselight Farm.
Since he had been to Falkreath several times before and was already used to the strange naming style of this cemetery city, Arthur was not too surprised. As for the other companions, they had either grown up here or had seen a lot. It is impossible to make a fuss about a saint with extensive experience, astonishing experience, and even a demon god.
"Akai, Riya? Is that you?" Farmer Mathis exclaimed as he looked at the girl outside the door.
Arthur had met Mathis and Indara at Corpselight Farm when he was selling prey before. The couple didn't seem to be harmonious and they often quarreled, but there seemed to be something that both parties cherished to maintain their relationship. , now that I think about it, it should be this girl Lavisia who has never been encountered in Falkreath before.
"It was me, Dad," Ria replied, "these heroes saved me."
"This... this..." The farmer was incoherent and at a loss.
This is also the response that was discussed before. As for the mysterious mage who really saved her and the strange appearance a year ago, it is better not to tell this couple who thought their daughter was dead before they have accurate information. They were so surprised that they didn't have time to tell whether Riya had grown taller.
"We are Artoria and... Galahad of the 'Knights of the Round Table'," Arthur said to Mathis. Although they had met before, they did not talk much. Presumably the other party would not take an important person seriously. Warrior A is connected with the former Orion, and his and Lydia's appearances are trustworthy enough: "They are Drizzt and Mordred."
"Woof?" If dogs could make human expressions, Babas would be speechless.
"Mordred?" Sophie tilted her head: "That's incredible."
After all, the name of the comradeship is not suitable to be used now. It would be troublesome for those silver hands to target this couple. Even if they have suspicions, this ordinary couple does not have the connections to know what is happening in Xueman City. .
"We are committed to exterminating werewolves, vampires and annihilators." Seeing that the farmer was still in shock, Arthur simply said the setting adapted from the vigilante: "We have been staring at the werewolf for a long time, so We were able to save your daughter when he took action, but she was still seriously injured, so we had no time to notify you and took her away for treatment. This time, we are here first to return your daughter, and secondly to apologize for this. "
"No, it's nothing, I mean..." Mathis suddenly took two steps back and shouted towards the suspected warehouse on the other side of the farmhouse: "Indara! Our daughter is back!"
"Have you finally gone crazy? Can't you just leave someone alone for a while...?" A woman with a haggard appearance and a hoarse voice opened the door and walked out. She was stunned as soon as she raised her eyes.
"Huh?" Although it was only for a moment, Arthur could be sure that the woman had murderous intent in her eyes when she opened the door. If she was in the warehouse, could it be that she had murderous intent towards rats and cockroaches?
"Lavisia! My baby!" Indara rushed over quickly, hugged Riya in her arms, and cried loudly. It was completely impossible to see anything in her eyes at this time.
"Mom, Riya is fine." The girl comforted her at a loss, and Hattie was so frightened that she jumped away.
"Blessed by Sithis... bless by Sithis..." Indala refused to let go at all, and kept mumbling to herself.
Is this... could it be? Arthur motioned to Lydia to explain to the couple, and then walked towards the small warehouse.
——12:07——
This is an ordinary farm warehouse. In addition to bags of seeds, dried vegetables, and dried meat, there are also damaged farm equipment and furniture. Perhaps because of the poor harvest, the originally small warehouse is only half full. On the other half of the relatively empty ground, there is a strange magic circle composed of dried blood. Judging from the several dead chickens next to the circle, we can basically determine the source of the murderous intention in Riya's mother's eyes and what she is doing specifically. .
She's trying to summon the Dark Brotherhood.
Arthur had heard about this assassination organization before, and it was not until he joined the Comrades that he learned about it from the exact files. Their predecessors were the "Morag Gang" who once spread across the entire continent of Tamriel. With the emergence of the "Night Mother" and the Five Creeds, they broke away from it. After hundreds of years of hunting and counter-killing, the Morag Gang was almost extinct on the continent of Tamriel, and Skyrim was dominated by the Dark Brotherhood.
The dark ritual that summoned them has no effect in itself. What is important is to spread the fact that "she is performing a dark ritual." The rumor that "a mother who lost her daughter performed a dark ritual to kill the murderer" has its own effect. There is a certain degree of communication, but it is still unclear whether they have sent anyone to contact them or whether they have accepted the commission.
"Close it, close it, close it..." Arthur spoke subconsciously, but could not continue because he did not know any spell other than "Close it" at all, and the ritual itself was not important. How can a group of assassins get in touch with the magic circle drawn randomly by the peasant woman?
"Please take Ledia away." As soon as Arthur walked out of the warehouse, he met Indara who looked much more relaxed, but still had murderous intent in his eyes, although Lydia was telling the story of the "Knights of the Round Table" tracking Werewolves and the "details" of healing Leah, but the mother was completely uninterested.
"You mean..." Arthur had a guess, but he wasn't sure yet.
"Perhaps you didn't know it when you first arrived, but the fact that I summoned the Dark Brotherhood to kill the werewolf has spread throughout Falkreath," Indara said firmly: "Even if my daughter It’s safe, that beast must die, and in order to prevent him from coming back for revenge after a lucky escape, please take Riya away.”
But Sindin is now a completely mortal and is under the supervision of the Harpy Witch. If those assassins follow the methods of finding ordinary wild werewolves, it will be impossible to find him.
"Is this okay? After all, you thought she was dead before and you just had to say goodbye after meeting...and we can't guarantee that we won't be in danger." Arthur replied.
"Actually, you also want to keep her, right?" Indala seemed to want to smile, but in the end she just twitched her lips: "The strange little wolf she is holding should be her being attacked by a werewolf, and The reason why you are willing to take her in is that she must be a very rare talent that is very helpful in combat."
"Uh..." Arthur was speechless. Although it was true that he wanted to keep Leah, the reason was not that. In comparison, "finding Sophie a playmate" was more important than what she said.
"My requirements are not high, as long as I bring her to visit us occasionally." Indala's voice deepened, and Arthur couldn't say anything for a while, so he could only nod silently.
"Don't worry, her father will be left to me." After receiving Arthur's affirmative reply, the mother seemed to regain her energy instantly, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards Mathis.
Although there were some strange misunderstandings, at least the purpose of the trip was successfully achieved, Arthur shrugged.
