The Collection of The End

——4E, 201, Last Seed Moon, 22nd, 10:00——

"Bang bang!" "Boom!" "Hit him!" "Hit!"

In the Mare Banner tavern, a Nord-style brawl is being staged.

Although there are many residents' houses in the Snowman City Plains, there are only two taverns. Apart from the part-time liquor seller "Drunken Hunter", there is only the "Mare Banner" which is located near the market and provides accommodation.

After all, most of the residents go home to cook after buying ingredients in the market, and they will go to the tavern. They are either adventurers or out-of-town businessmen, or guards and mercenaries on rotation. At this time, these idlers are shouting at the brawl in the tavern lobby .

The opponents are Usgard the Unyielding and Arthur the Dragonborn. One of them can kill a bear with his bare hands and the other can even kill a dragon. However, weapons are not allowed in traditional Nord-style brawls, so openly The two were evenly matched.

"Are you a newcomer to the comrades-in-arms group? It doesn't look strong enough, have they lowered their selection standards?" Usgaide said while punching Arthur and punching each other.

"Perhaps, after all, you are also serving as the bard's bodyguard, aren't you?" Arthur responded and continued to parry.

This task was originally very simple. Carlotta Valencia, who sells vegetables in the market, is a single mother with her daughter. She has been pursued by many people because of her good looks. Kyle was unwilling to give up, so he took his lute and ran to Carlotta's booth to sing, and naturally no one would come to buy vegetables during the concert.

Carlotta couldn't bear it anymore and went to the Comrades to issue a commission to teach him a lesson, but when Arthur took over the task to negotiate with Mikael, the other party directly let Usgaard, a former member of the Comrades and now a mercenary, take action Determine the outcome by force, and declare that as long as Arthur wins, he will not bother Carlota in the future - for this, Arthur can only say that he really cannot understand the logic of a bard.

"Since the comrades-in-arms group expelled me, then they will not be able to successfully complete the commission when they meet me—" Usgard punched me again.

"Bang!" Arthur staggered out of the way, stumbled and made him stand unsteadily, and then punched the back of the armor, knocking Usgaard to the ground directly, causing cheers from the spectators around him.

Perhaps because of absorbing the dragon soul, Arthur felt that he was more accurate in judging the opponent's actions during the battle. The stalemate before was just to consume the opponent's strength. Although it was impossible to dodge every attack in unarmed close combat, You can fine-tune the posture so that Usgaide hits the armor part that needs to consume more energy or even be damaged in turn with each punch. In the end, the person who knocks him down is Usgaide himself who used too much force.

One of the rules of Nord-style brawls is that if you fall to the ground, you will lose, and there is no room for denial in full view.

"Cut." Usgaard struggled to get up, glared at Arthur, turned and left the Banner Mare Tavern, and Mikael, the real party, said "I won't go to Carlotta in the future", He also followed up with his piano.

After a brawl, the drinkers who had nothing to see went back to their seats. Only a few Nords looked at Arthur who was resting by the firepit from time to time. After all, this was the rare and legendary "Dragonborn" .

Arthur also felt powerless at this time. Although the lord of Balgruuf allowed himself to be recognized by the residents of Xueman, it seemed completely impossible to rely on completing the tasks they issued in the comrades-in-arms group. If it was limited to the city, it would be trivial matters. And it is difficult to deal with the ending. From yesterday to now, in the whole day, including the matter of Camille just now, only three commissions have been completed.

If it is a mission that needs to go out, the content is not detailed enough. For example, Amulun, who is drinking not far away at this time, entrusts his comrades to find the family sword he lost during the mission, but the target range is Xuemanbei. The entire mountainous area - because he himself didn't know where he threw it.

The real missions with clear goals, easy to complete, short distances, and easy to gain the favor of the residents are those missions that were attacked by wild beasts, but such missions have already been taken away by Ayla and Wilkas.

As for the very small entrustment of cleaning up bandits and escorting caravans, they were divided between Farkas and Wells.

Cisco month is a lone traveler, although it seems that he is also performing tasks, but the specific content is unknown.

Although there are still some entrustments from the Gray Mane Family and the Battle Crazy Family, Kraco White Mane does not allow Arthur to accept them, because it is easy to fall into the trap of fighting between the two of them—some seemingly normal If you don't have enough entrustment, its follow-up is likely to damage the interests of another company. If you don't have enough vision, it's best not to look at those entrustments.

Regarding the specific current situation of Xueman, Arthur and the old man Baimane also learned something about it when they talked in depth before. The Zhankuang family has been running farms for generations, while Huimane produces farm tools and weapons. The two can be said to be the biggest contributors to the establishment of Xueman. However, due to In the current Stormcloak rebellion, the two sides have deep conflicts because of their political differences.

Zhankuang supported the Imperial Legion, and Gray Mane supported Stormcloak. If Lord Balgruuf and his comrades hadn't kept neutral and suppressed them, they would probably have fought face-to-face.

"It's a good fight." Satya, who was wearing a maid's uniform and had red skin, sat down beside Arthur and handed him a large glass of mead: "I asked for it."

"Yeah." Because they were comrades-in-arms, Arthur was not too polite. He took a sip from the wine glass before asking: "If you want to gain the approval of the residents of Xueman, you can't fight like this, right?"

"Want to be a real baron?" Satya seems to have been a nobleman once, and he is very clear about Arthur's current situation: "Half of the Nords in Xueman, you just kill the dragon and become a 'Dragonborn'. Enough to get their approval, but to the rest of the population, you're just a lizard-slaying warrior."

"People in the empire value profit, and the people of Brighton are very cunning. It is not easy to get their approval for doing practical things," Satya said, and suddenly smiled: "But all the Redguards recognize you."

That's right, Xueman only has you as the red guard, and everyone else has been beaten away. Arthur rolled his eyes and continued to drink.

In fact, Arthur did not necessarily want to be a baron. After all, the legendary dragons have already awakened one after another. Judging from their viciousness, he has no idea what the future of Skyrim Province will be like. If you have to fight for it because of your identity, it will be much more convenient if there is a city behind you to support it.

Another reason is that after becoming a real-time baron, he will be assigned a house. Although he is not dissatisfied with Yuevaska, it is not a private place. People come and go, and there is only one personal belongings except the bed. Lock the cabinet, it feels more like a——military barracks?

"So, do you want to listen to my advice?" Satya said, but did not look at Arthur, and stared at a bottle of "Black Briar Mead" on the counter that was three times more expensive than ordinary mead.

"You really don't want to suffer—" Arthur shrugged, got up and asked the proprietress Hulda for a bottle, seeing the persuasion on the elderly lady's face, he really wanted to say that he didn't mesmerized.

"Hehe, do you know how those residents learn about current affairs?" Holding a glass of black thorn mead, Satya smiled, and many drinkers who had been peeking at her became dull.

"What? An announcement from the lord?" Arthur replied a little uncomfortably, being watched by a group of people with jealousy and pity.

"Word of mouth," Satya pointed at his lips and Arthur's ear, "In the past few days, some refugees who experienced the Helgen incident came to Xueman, and then the legend about the dragon's awakening began. Appeared, when you pulled back the keel, most people were dubious, saying that you would be punished by the ancient Nords if you dug the dragon tomb without authorization."

"Indeed." Arthur thought for a while about those menacing ghouls crawling out of the tomb, they were originally ancient Nords.

"It's basically useless for you to complete the tasks issued by the comrades-in-arms group or the lord, because they are over before they spread, and no one is willing to spread news that has no timeliness," Satya pointed back to himself: "So, you need to ask the people in the tavern what rumors have been going on recently, and resolve them, so that although the rumors will disappear soon, before it disappears, there will be a sentence at the end of 'This matter has been reported by the person named Ya. Thur's solved'."

"So, what are the rumors recently?" Arthur asked kindly.

"What are the rumors..." Satya turned her attention to the black thorn mead on the counter.

"Hey, you're not done yet? The bottle of wine is 25 gold coins, and the reward for fighting with Camille's servant is only 50 gold coins." Arthur paused in the middle of the sentence: "...you were fighting The idea of ​​50 gold coins? Alright, alright."

Obviously, as the tavern with the fastest rumors, Satya is very aware of Camille's entanglement with Carlotta. As long as someone comes to teach him a lesson and succeeds, there will be a bounty in his hand. By the time of the second bottle of wine, the eyes were no longer pity but sorrow, but Arthur still couldn't explain.

"Is this interesting? Are you short of such a small amount of money?" Arthur, who has been taken advantage of by everyone in the tavern, sat back next to Satya and whispered while pouring her wine. How could he really care about the wages of the tavern maids and the dividends from selling wine?

"It's fun to say it as if you care," Satya picked up the wine glass and rolled Arthur's eyes, although it may be a wink to others, and then quietly took out a piece of paper with many words on it and handed it to Arthur. To Arthur: "These are incidents that have been widely circulated recently and have not been resolved. You can pick and choose."

"Ok……"