My name is Akatosh,
The iron mouth cut Cicero...
——4E, 201, Hearth Moon, 16th, 20:28——
"[What is the most beautiful music in life?]" "It is silence, my brother."
The black door of the sanctuary opened, and Gallus and Illya walked in one after another. When the two of them left one after another not long ago, their relationship was obviously still at the stage of strangers, but now it seems that they have become a little more like a father and daughter.
Nazir put down the mission record in his hand, glanced at this stupid father who was obviously getting more and more stupid, and quickly turned his attention to the people behind him - Jeanne Darc, who always had a disgusted face, and Jeanne Darc, who looked like he was always in trouble anytime, anywhere. Cicero, the clown who could laugh.
"Hey hey hey~ (Heart Peach)" Cicero saw the people sitting around the table in the hall and laughed as expected: "Could it be that they greeted me specially? How embarrassing~ (Heart Peach)"
Before someone started to mock him, Cicero suddenly changed his face: "Is it because of a guilty conscience? I didn't take good care of my mother's coffin during my absence! (Spade)"
What’s so easy to take care of that kind of coffin that automatically removes dust and automatically flushes water for cleaning...
"We are discussing the major events that happened recently," Nazir decided to skip the topic: "There are a few of them that should be related to you. If you are not in a hurry to take a break, you can listen to it."
"Well, no need, Ilia is not used to traveling long distances and needs to rest." Gallus said for his daughter, and although Ilia was a little surprised, she had no intention of objecting.
"Hehe~ (Hearts)" Cicero walked to the table unceremoniously and sat down: "Let me guess, did all the tasks you accepted according to the 'traditional' fail? (Diamonds)"
"You really know something, right?" Babette slapped the table hard, but her little girl's appearance and voice were really not intimidating.
"Hmm? What do you think~ (Spade)" The clown did not answer directly, his eyes searched again, and he picked up a green apple and started to chew it.
"You—" "If you were brought into his rhythm, there would be no need for this intelligence meeting."
Jeanne Darc's cold voice temporarily extinguished the anger of the brotherhood members, and Nazir noticed that she had found a seat at the conference table: "I suggest that you proceed as per the original agenda."
"Okay, I'll continue," Babette glanced at Cicero: "As a four hundred and ninety-five-year-old vampire - although these purely accumulated years are nothing to be proud of - it is almost impossible for me to be disturbed by anything. Affected by mental spells, even those spells deliberately targeting vampires had very limited effect on me, but I was pulled into a nightmare during the mission."
The little vampire frowned slightly, as if just recalling the content of the "nightmare" caused her some displeasure. After a pause, she continued: "After I finally escaped from that nightmare, I found that the client and the target had reconciled and took the initiative. The dark ritual commission has been revoked, and although the reward will not be refunded, this inexplicable failure makes me very anxious."
"Yours is pretty good. In summary, it's just that the client gave up on the task. So what do I say?" Dark Elf Gabriella looked gloomy: "There is an Ancha Mill near Windhelm City. The mill owner was framed and became The little nobleman who had seized the ownership of the mill wanted to eradicate the problem, so he held a dark ritual. As a result, not long after I contacted him, he was kidnapped by the "blond man with shawl" and is currently locked up in the mine as a coolie. , and the reward he promised has now returned to the original owner, the assassination target, what should I do?"
"Hey, that's nothing to worry about. After all, there's something wrong with the mission itself, right?" The Argonian Xavius chuckled: "My mission target is a Nord scavenger, in a shipwrecked and sunk cargo ship. I picked up a certain family token. The thing itself is not valuable, but the person who loses it will be in a lot of trouble. The scavenger catches this and the lion opens his mouth, and he himself is very good at fighting. The owner's guard is no match at all. Eventually the owner decided to perform a dark ritual and demand his assassination."
"Then?" Gabriella asked cooperatively.
"Gulu gulu - ha!" Xavius drank a glass of Nord mead: "When I rushed there, he had already been taken away along with his belongings by a group of guys wearing masks and robes. It was said that he was going to take a boat. Morrowind...how does this count?"
"Well, based on the physical structure of the Argonians, going there is simply asking for death." Nazir wrote twice on the mission record: "Let's just call it 'failure due to force majeure'."
"And that side is the territory of the 'Morag Gang', so crossing the border will inevitably lead to an all-out war." Babette added.
"Festus went to track down the Moth Priest, while Astrid and Ironbjorn went to seek the guidance of the 'soothsayer' and have not returned yet, but as expected, any 'traditional assassination' they carried out will be inexplicable. "The failure," Nazir stopped writing and turned to Cicero: "Does [Night Mother] have any explanation for this?"
In Nairn, there are absolutely no weird events without any reason. The devil or the Holy Spirit must be involved behind them. Sometimes, based on the nature of the event, you can tell which devil is behind it, and you know how to " "Enough is enough" is also an important principle to save life.
"Hehehehe~ No rush~ (Spade)" Cicero did not answer directly: "You said 'there are big things related to us', but these things don't sound big and they don't matter~ ( hearts)."
"Okay, so how much do you know about the incident of '[DiBella] destroying Namira' in Markarth City? In addition, the assassination commission of Mu Rui Shattered Shield also failed, right?" Nazir looked up. He looked at the room where Gallus took his daughter to rest.
"Hehehe~ Is it interesting to ask knowingly? (square)" Cicero stared at the mission record book in Nazir's hand: "On the 'mission list' we obtained before going to Macas, all of them were followers of Namira. Yo~(Heart)"
"So... what about '[Malaketh] fell inexplicably and all the orc fortresses fell into chaos'?" Nazir turned a new page: "The first one to have problems was the one along your way. "
"The saint of the devil desperately wanted to use the devil's weapon 'Warren's Hammer' to attack Illya, triggering the 'Power of Nightingale' to counterattack. Then I pushed, and Malachis was hit by his own hammer. Dead." Jeanne Darc interjected.
"Hahahaha! (Spades)" Cicero laughed.
"Don't laugh!" Jeanne Darc shouted.
"The other thing is that there was a fierce battle at the Thalmor embassy near Dugu City." Nazir reluctantly accepted this reason and turned another page: "The empire gave an explanation: 'The Thalmor embassy was dug through during the construction of the underground warehouse. In a snow troll lair, many snow trolls rushed out and attacked the embassy, which was hosting a reception at the time. Under the command of Ambassador Alanwen Shadowsong, the snow trolls were wiped out without any casualties. .'—Do you believe it?"
The fraternity members used various body language to express "disbelief."
"Except for 'a cocktail party is being held,' probably not a single word is true." Babette said with a contemptuous attitude that did not match her apparent age: "Ah, noble."
"Ha, girl~ (square)" Cicero actually replied in the same tone: "I guess 'no one was injured' is also true~ (spade)"
"...What should I say?" Nazir's fingers trembled and he looked up at the clown.
"It's obvious~ (Heart)" Cicero changed back to his original weird attitude: "You said 'it's related to us', but we have never been to Dugu City, so the only thing that's 'related' is the nature of the matter itself. It’s gone, isn’t it~ (Heart Peach)”
"Well..." Nazir flipped through the intelligence records: "The information returned by the intelligence agent was that a prisoner secretly held by the Thalmor Ambassador escaped and wanted to destroy her treasure house before leaving, but accidentally opened Annihilation Gate, releasing more than thirty demon kings. Since the engagement party of Princess Emilia was held in the embassy at that time, the participants were basically highly skilled or had highly skilled guards, so they successfully resisted those demon kings. The Demon Lord, and then those demons started fighting each other for unknown reasons, and were eventually wiped out by the guards in one fell swoop. After this battle, the embassy was completely reduced to ruins."
"So, how do you think this matter has anything to do with us?" The question was asked by Jeanne Darc, who never showed any expression other than "disgust", but now she actually showed a slight curiosity.
"As for the reason why those demons kill each other... I have a bold idea." Nazir hesitated.
"Put away your thoughts and let me tell you the 'truth'~ (Hearts)" Cicero interrupted him.
"Those contracts in Markas City all have clients, but each of them secretly performed the ceremony alone, and immediately destroyed the traces of the ceremony after completion. It is impossible to know with your original methods. This proves Mother can see any corner of the world~ (Plum Blossom)"
"Perhaps this fact can only make you admit that mother has an advantage in intelligence gathering, but she then used the method of defeating the demon Malachis to declare to you that her power far exceeds that of ordinary demons~ (square)"
"However, the Dark Brotherhood itself is not afraid of the Demon God, and even dares to assassinate the Saints and Priests of the Demon God and the Holy Spirit. Therefore, my mother tells you the story of 'the Demon King who controls other Demon God's subordinates kills each other', Her level is higher than the Sixteen Demon Gods~ (Heart Peach)"
"Finally~" Cicero showed a twisted smile: "Do you think that the fact that 'The Night Mother is the wife of the Void Lord [Sithis]' is just the brotherhood's own bragging? (Heart Peach)"
The fraternity members were stunned and stared at Cicero as if he were a monster they had never seen before.
"So, what is the purpose of [Mother]?" Nazir felt that his throat was very dry, and he subconsciously changed his title.
"It's very simple~ (Heart)" Cicero waved his hand and waved around: "All life and death in this world belong to mother~ Akai is just her little brother. If you don't accept the contract according to her oracle, Don’t even think about killing anyone again~ (Spade)”
Snap, Jeanne Darc held her forehead heavily, but Nazir himself was in shock and had no time to pay attention.
"Oh, mother, please give me your instructions~ (square)" Cicero suddenly put on a listening posture, and then slapped the table: "Mother said, [you know too much]! (spade)"
It’s “you” who know too much!
