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My name is Akatosh,

I finally saw Sister A.

——4E, 201, the month of the fire, 3rd, 22: 17——

"Ok……"

I opened my eyes, stared dullly at the worn ceiling for a while, then sat up and looked around.

This is not a warm hotel room in the Nike forest, but a dilapidated wooden house leaking everywhere, apparently just waking up.

The bed was covered with fur sheets made of various animal skins, and the quilt was also made of the same material. The low cabinet beside the bed placed my luggage, and the handsome armor frame beside the cabinet was wearing my handsome look. Ebony armor.

In addition, the cabin also has a lot of old and clean furniture and furnishings. The fire pond is very small, but the heat it emits can barely make people who are more cold-resistant or used to this temperature fall asleep in the house.

In front of the other wall opposite the bed in the cabin, there was a man with a black hood being tied to the chair. Judging from her old and gray patched skirt, it should be old And the lady on hand.

The sound of the waves of the river and the roar of some fierce beasts came from outside the hut from time to time. It sounded like a house near the river and away from the town.

After looking around and finding no one, I quickly jumped out of bed to wear the armor. After all, it was very cold to wear only a nightdress.

In the process, the woman who was tied seemed to be struggling to hear the movement, and constantly shouted "Is there anyone?" "I have no money, you have tied the wrong person!".

"It's a really interesting reaction. It seems that you" Sino Scholars "only believe in your own strength." When I just wore armor, a low and soft female voice sounded behind me.

"Who is it?" I pulled my sword and turned towards the place where the voice came. There was a sturdy wardrobe, and a woman wearing a white cloak and a white hood stood above it.

"Failing to confirm your parcel indicates that you don't care about your belongings, and not confirming what happened to the kidnapped person, which means that you will not have unnecessary sympathy," the woman continued: "And after seeing me there was no The hasty attack has proved that you have enough wisdom, so the question now is, for what purpose did you kill Gui Luo? "

"Um ... for justice?" I stared at the woman who couldn't see her face under the white blouse and answered.

"We all know that this sentence is meaningless," the woman's tone has no waves: "There is only goodness and evil, order and chaos in this world, and justice? Whose justice? The justice of the storm cloak is to restore the glory of Talos, The justice of the Imperial Army is to calm the rebellion in the sky. Do you think that they are justice? "

"Which side do I join, which side is justice." I answered.

"Very good, 'I am justice', it seems that we can continue to talk," the white robe woman jumped from the top of the closet, gliding lightly beside the tied lady: "You killed us The original goal was auspicious Gui Luo, so you have to complete another task for us, but for convenience, the goal has been brought to you, and all you need to do is just dispose of her according to your own ideas. "

The "goal" that was still struggling to shout became quiet immediately after the woman in white approached, and she could even see that she was trembling slightly. Obviously, she knew that this person could not compete with it.

"Ali Quintus, Nord," the woman in white just uttered her name to make the "target" tremble: "A tailor living in Windhelm City, because of her young son and a dark The elf got married and broke off the relationship, but then stolen the two half-elf children from their home, and then used the network to drive the couple out of the wind helmet city, and the contract to assassinate her was by the woman. Provided by the Dark Elves. "

"That Bi Chi ..." the woman who was tied whispered her teeth.

"Is it really according to my opinion? After you said this specifically, if she went back alive, wouldn't the two be dead?" I folded my sword and looked at the white robe woman.

"Among our goals, Gui Luo is the only one who is very similar in every aspect. Make a choice." The white robe female avoided answering.

"I guess the client only needs to let her disappear, and it doesn't mean to see the body." I walked over and put my hand on the shoulder of the "target", a space crack appeared immediately behind her, and the tailor only spit out A "no" word was instantly sucked in, and the crack closed.

"That's the portal to [Atayum]. People without magical skills can't leave," I looked at the white robe women. "This method is no different from direct killing?"

"At least for the client," the white robe woman was undecided, went to the door of the wooden house to unlock and pushed the door out: "My name is Astrid, you have already obtained the qualification to join us, and you will come to Folk after the decision. Come to me at the sanctuary near Rhys, the code is 'silence'-you will know what it does. "

After Astrade left for a while, I picked up the parcel and pushed the door away and hurried back to the hotel in the Neckee Woods.

——22: 53——

[It ’s so good to play ~~~~~~ "The stupid system said exaggeratedly.

‘I do n’t allow you to speak out because of this. If you accidentally reveal an expression that you want to beat someone, it will make her wrong about my evaluation. ’I threw my luggage back to the hotel bed:‘ I should say she could n’t find the relationship between Jeanne Dalke and Zella Pesh? After all, this teleportation technique is too similar. ’

[Do n’t you set it? The "Sino Scholar" is also a teleportation spell learned from the "Atayum" sect, but it can only be teleported in one direction, unless there are members of the Brotherhood among those who are carried by you. It will not be discovered. Although the Master College is not as good as before, it is not easy to be spied by spies. 】

‘Oh ... Although the Master Vest can still wave casually, this will not work. Since then, it can only appear in different places at normal travel speed, but the advantage is that it is very easy to save the Dark Brotherhood ’s goal. ’

[Speaking of which, Arthur can fly, and you can teleport. Only Amir is still miserable and has to ride in a carriage or on foot—]

[Hint: Emilia Septin begins to seize control of "Midnight". 】

and many more? !

It reminded my sister that such an abrupt reminder last time was the news that Arthur turned into a dragon, what beast form evolved into a dragon form, this time it was-

The stupid system is on the screen that opens in front of my eyes, showing that in the stable of the Neckee Woods Inn, Emile is stepping on the head of a black horse.

"Hey, this is not our goal. We will rush to the Windhelm City as soon as possible. I think you remember." Xiaofan said in a low voice.

"... for a while." Amir rubbed the head of the **** horse, and the other party didn't mean to kick someone.

From my perspective, the horse is changing ownership not too slowly.

‘How are they here? And that horse ... Oh, yes, Cicero is gone ’

[Astrid is so annoyed by Cicero that he came to you by riding the shadowy nightmare. 】

‘How do I know this will happen? Cicero, who can't hear the voice of the night mother, is a weird clown, but Cicero, who hears the voice of the night mother, is a crazy clown. Anyone who talks to him after a few sentences will be extremely suspicious of why he should make His decision to talk. ’

[How about yourself? Night Mother? 】

‘I ’m alright ... used to it. ’

[As for Amir and Xiaofan, it was probably annoyed by Essell Snowhoof. Amir himself should not care, but Xiaofan felt empathy because he had always been treated like this by Delvin, so she pulled her out to perform the task. 】

‘Um ... so the two people with different speeds ran into me? ’

[Astride was busy playing handsome in that hut. He is still asking the innkeeper about you at the moment. It should n’t be expected that someone will hit the ghost horse. 】 The stupid system popped up a picture of Astrid holding a glass of honey wine and talking with the female boss of the "Forest Webbing" hotel.

‘That horse was taken away by Emile. She has been short of transportation, and the horse has some kind of space ability. ’

I was very skeptical about the details of Sister A ’s arrest. Even if it was the system settings, it had to be reasonable. The player chose an orc with the highest height and weight, and then a heavy keel armor. What would Sister A do He tied up?

When she came to catch me who was sleeping, the mystery was unraveled. The dark, immortal, five-slag shadow nightmare mount was able to spray a large cloud of black mist, bringing me with armor luggage Taken away together, there is a space similar to the annihilation field, but it is very small. The horse can follow Astrid ’s command to put away or release many things, but it ca n’t take each object separately. operating.

[Hint: Emilia Septin successfully seized control of "Midnight". 】

"Boom--" The dark horse, which was just passively touched, suddenly called twice, then lowered his head and rubbed in Emil's palm.

"... Successful, come." Amir hugged the horse's neck, then rolled over and mounted on horseback.

"Don't talk about your means of controlling magical creatures, riding is also very good? What did you do before?" Xiaofan also climbed on horseback three or two times. Because of its strong physique, sitting on two little girls is completely okay. problem.

"... Imperial Princess, drive." With no reins, Amir pulled the mane of "Midnight".

"I'm still the Holy Spirit-so fast ?!" The dark horse suddenly accelerated, almost throwing the little trouble off.

Astrad, who seemed to be aware of something, hurried out of the hotel, but only saw the dark horse back.

[Sister A loses her horse, she knows nothing]

‘Shut up if you do n’t speak! ’

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