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My name is Akatosh,

It's time to start the show, and there should be thunderous applause ~

——4E, 201, the month of the fire, 25th, 20: 36——

Due to Auduin ’s halfway interception, Arthur ’s plan to “get back to Hosga for dinner as soon as possible”, and because of the destruction of Ville, the information on the original destination of Babas became obscured, and finally found “darkly "Hole", the sky is completely dark.

This crypt is one of the various eccentric tomb customs in Skyrim. There is a sacrificial fire in the middle of it, and the dense graves and tombstones around it surround it. The dead will fall asleep, and when the flames reignite, they will "resurrect".

Hear, Arthur lit the bonfire in the middle of the fire, and then there was a sound of "Karakala" around him.

"It's a good anti-theft measure." He looked at the skeletons crawling out of the grave.

"Wang!" Babas responded: "This slow motion is enough for the tomb thieves to escape, but then they would not have time to search for the tomb."

"So, all of them must be beaten." Arthur waved his sword in both hands, the golden light flashed from time to time, and many skeletons turned to ashes.

"Wang Wang!" Said the dog, who had no chance to intervene: "After playing, put your hand on the small pillar beside the campfire."

Ding! Click!

When Arthur did so, a sharp spike suddenly popped out of the top of the pillar to try to pierce his palm, and as a result, he hit a dragon scale and broke it directly.

"..." The scene was quietly quiet for a while. The pillar retracted the spikes and began to descend slowly. At the same time, an upright iron coffin rose from the ground.

"This thing originally belonged to an old vampire lady, and it was transferred to Vir in a transaction, and Vir used it to pretend another lady." Babas said: "Open it, Wang!"

"Even if you say that, I don't know how to [open]-uh." Arthur said halfway through the words, and saw that the iron coffin slowly opened the coffin cover, a very classically dressed, slightly wrinkled in the corners of the eyes but still Beautiful lady standing with her hands folded on her chest.

"... Well?" "Be careful."

The lady opened her eyes slowly, and then a stagger almost fell, and Arthur quickly came forward to support her.

"Yo, cute little boy ~" After the lady stood firm, she looked around and looked at Arthur: "Tell Auntie, what age is it now?"

Little, little boy?

"Um ... the fourth era, 2001?" Arthur replied.

"Really?" The lady took care of her hair: "My name is Maria Frey, do you know who is the dean of the Bard Academy now? And, have you ever heard of 'Moser · Frey's name of this bard? "

"It seems to be called Viame?" Arthur replied uncertainly. "As for Moser Frey, he is not a bard. He came to assassinate me not long ago, and his skill ... is not bad."

"Is that right? Haha, from where you can find it, the child really didn't find the wrong person," Ms. Maria covered her mouth with a chuckle: "Now, can you trouble me to take me to the nearest city? I will Pay you absolutely satisfied. "

——21: 07——

Sovad King has operated the western sentry tower like a miniature town, with taverns, hotels, workshops, barracks and other functional buildings all available. If it is not without food production and residential areas where ordinary people live, I'm afraid it has been included in the village list by Lord Barguf.

However, at special moments, it can play a better role than ordinary villages-for example, to receive noble convoys from the Rift Valley.

After all, it is a nominally enemy-occupied area. If Lord Balguf received it with formal courtesy, others would say that he preferred the storm cloak. If he was neglected, he would be accused of leaning towards the empire. The reception was grand under the condition of monitoring, and no one could say anything.

As for why the missing princess has been with her nominal mother-in-law ... Since there is no harm to Xueman, do n’t dig into it, or think your head is stronger than the dragon?

What he needs to consider now is that it was smashed by this convoy. The Imperial Army and the Storm Cloak were engaged in a contact battle at the border of Xueman. Even if they had no intention of attacking, once the conflict escalated, Xueman could not stand by.

In contrast, the matter of having the sharp-eyed eagle quietly contact the princess is less important.

"Eddie?" Even if other people may not be able to tell, the members of the sharp-eyed eagle who are royal guards will never mistake the protection target and the substitute. The tall, simple-looking sharp-eyed eagle asked doubtfully.

"Ahaha ... hello, Mr. Instant Forever." Eddie, who was reading, waved at him a little awkwardly.

"What about Princess Emilia herself?" Fulvo looked around the living room of the temporary residence of "Princess", and found no trace of the existence of other people: "Does the news of 'Princess' refer to you this time?"

"No, no," Eddie knew that the intelligence officer would be punished if he passed wrong information, so he waved his hands to clarify: "It was indeed the princess who shot when there was a conflict on the eastern border, but she said she found someone planning to assassinate the emperor and decided to stay in temporarily Xueman, hahaha, how is it possible, your majesty should still be in the capital province. "

"Your Majesty was assassinated," said Fulvo, expressionless, adding only after Eddie's book snapped and dropped: "... but unharmed, the Sharp Eyed Eagle was tracking the murderer, and I came to help protect the princess of."

"That ... I should ..." Eddie looked helpless.

"It's OK to perform like this," Fulvo nodded. "A princess who hasn't experienced much setbacks, panicked because of an accident with her elders, but still very confident in the guards, is ready to look to her fiance for comfort."

"This is not a show!" Eddie forced a white glance in a panic.

"Then, I will protect you for the time being," His Royal Highness. "Fulvo ignored his eyes.

——22: 35——

"There is no doubt that we have gotten rid of tracking."

Near Falkreath, Asturd was monitoring the camp on the lake from afar. She had created the illusion of two people resting in the camp before, and then took Ayn Bjorn quietly lurking away from the camp, from From early evening to late night, there was absolutely no sign of being probed.

"It should have been so," Ayn Boyon nodded. "According to less certain information, the tracker has sent most of the manpower to Macas City, thanks to Jeanne, who left a lot of marks there. "

"You have been too careful," Jeanna Dalke appeared beside them, as usual disgusting face: "I said that the tracker has been completely drawn away, even if you don't believe in yourself, trust me."

"Are you ... have nothing to say about our emperor's assassination?" Astrid looked at the black armor girl in front of her. For this apparently catastrophic behavior, she not only invited foreign aid from the Master College, but also followed along, completely Not afraid of being the same party as an assassin, this level of trust is incredible for a newcomer who has just joined the Brotherhood for about a month.

"Opinion? Well, the only opinion is that you failed," Jeanne gestured to the north: "If I remember correctly, there was an emperor who had been assassinated in the palace, and the 'Morag Gang 'In the decades of fame, you have failed even when the emperor left a lot of protection. "

"I thought you should agree with Cicero and the night mother's" control of life and death "theory, and the emperor obviously has no reason to die." Ian Boyon interjected.

"I very much agree," Jeanne glanced at Astrid and Ayn Bjorn: "The night mother said that the two of you can't die yet, so I'll save you."

"She ... no, he knew that we must fail?" Astrad instantly felt that his so-called "competition with the night mother" was a joke, and he almost lost his life and his lover's life. Mention, if the husband died under the siege of the Sharp-Eyed Eagle, what is the point of killing the emperor?

"I don't know how the night mothers actually realized them," Jeanne's words paused: "But any action of the members of the Dark Brotherhood that is not under his direction will not succeed, and, because of the failure of some actions, it will be obvious Threat to the life of the executor, in this case rescue missions will be issued. "

"It is indeed more convenient to get the task from the listener than to find and engage with yourself, but ..." Astrid said hardly. "I just don't want to follow the instructions of a corpse,"

"So, if you let Cicero hide the iron coffin and claim to be the" listener "of a demon named" Night Mother ", would you feel better?" Jeanne's eyes were mimic, seeming to wear Satired, and then asked.

"This ..." Astrad froze, then thought.

"Humans have always been in awe of the existence that can be seen directly, and always try to surpass or even control them, and they will surrender to the real mystery and bow down in an instant," Jean de Yang raised his delicate chin: " In the course of studying various mysterious events, our "Sino scholars" have long got rid of this superficial reaction. "

"So, you just want to study [Night Mother]?" Ain Boyon asked for his wife.

"If I want to gain power, money, or status, wouldn't it be better to go back to the 'shawl blond hair'?" Jeanne raised his forehead, and a strand of pale blonde hair crossed it.

"Well, thanks ..." Asturd seemed to figure out something, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "If I can go back safely, I will change my approach."

"..." Jeanne frowned, suddenly saying something inexplicable: "There is nothing to fear anymore."

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