The Divine Hunter

Snowman City open-air garden.

The lush maple trees swayed gently with the breeze, and some red leaves fell from the trembling branches. Together with the mountain flowers and lavender on the ground, they decorated the entire garden with bright purple and red.

Four people stood on the bench under the tree.

Roy, Freen, Arville.

And a man who was gorgeously dressed, gray-haired, old-fashioned, wearing an elephant-hair waistcoat, and a luxurious gemstone pendant on his chest, who they met at the market in the wilderness area, full of aristocratic style.

The current patriarch of the Zhan Kuang family, Offred Zhan Kuang, is the father of Joe Zhan Kuang.

"Your Excellency Offred, I heard that the Zhan Kuang family is very powerful in Xueman City?" Avel complimented,

"It's more than power!" Offred looked around the whole garden, as arrogant as he was inspecting his own territory, "War Madness is a legendary name. This name and the story it represents have been used by people for hundreds of years as an ancient name. sings of praise!"

"Now, apart from Lord Balgruuf, our Zhankuang family ranks second. As for the other gray mane..." Offred Zhankuang snorted lightly, his eyes became complicated, and then he raised his chin again. Zuo said dismissively, "It's okay not to mention it."

"Then the Xueman leader is in crisis, your family will help." Avil asked,

Offred was choked for a moment, but still said in a righteous tone, "The lord will naturally send soldiers to support. When our family's farming and animal husbandry business is busy, we have to provide services for the entire Xueman residents. Providing supplies and securing logistics is already a form of support.”

"Especially in recent years, the storm cloaks are rampant, the roads are not smooth, and the robbers and weeds have robbed our farms and grain trucks one after another.

There was hatred and disgust in his tone.

Roy suddenly realized that it was no wonder that the Berserker Family supported the Empire and opposed the Stormcloak.

It's also for profit.

"I'll tell the truth, Your Excellency," Avel continued, "you know what happened to Holy Land Town. A heavily guarded town will turn to ashes in an instant under the breath of a giant dragon. If the giant dragon attacks Snowman City, do you think that wooden door can withstand it?"

"When the gigantic beast hovered over the city,

Our family will naturally join the fight, but not now! Offred Zhankuang raised his eyebrows, "Can't the three keep a long story short? For the sake of your help to the lord, I only took this time, but I still have to inspect the farm under my command, and I have no time to waste it with you! "

"Instead of passively waiting for the giant dragon to come and make trouble for us..." Freen paused, looked directly at the old man, and said loudly, "Why don't you prepare in advance? Call your family's staff, and the War Madness family will send someone. Join the soldiers of Xueman, study the weaknesses of the dragons, and prepare to give them a head-on attack!"

"The giant dragon may attack the farm outside your city. If you don't send someone to help Xueman, then why would you ask the lord to protect you!"

Offred glared at him displeased, "It turns out that Lord Balgruuf asked you to be a lobbyist. It's not that I despise you, you don't even have a decent house, and you're not even a local, like a country bumpkin? Why are you more anxious than me?"

Offred paused, got up and circled the maple tree, and said bluntly, "Instead of pestering me here, it's better to persuade Vagina Graymane to give it a try. Their family has deep roots and seniority in Whiterun. Very old. They have been running weapons stores for generations, and they have been rebellious and rebellious over the years. They have made a lot of money, and there is a strong comrade-in-arms group behind them.

"What kind of organization is the comrades-in-arms group?" Freen asked.

"You can think of him as a warrior guild that belongs to Skyrim Province. It is filled with a group of highly skilled warriors who love to hunt all kinds of dangerous animals, and there must be some people who are also interested in dragons. And Erunde Greymane is the comrade-in-arms group. In charge of the sky furnace, he is their master forging, and the current patriarch of Graymane, Vagina Graymane, is also a member of the comrade-in-arms group, and Graymane has a close relationship with the comrade-in-arms group."

Roy nodded, made a note in his mind, dealt with Greymane and War Mad, and then dealt with the comrades in arms!

"Your Excellency Offred, although your family and the Graymane family are not very good at dealing with each other, the disaster of the giant dragon is imminent. At this time, shouldn't we abandon our previous suspicions and work together to overcome the difficulties?" Avil paused,

"You're right!" Offred sneered and glanced at the three of them. "If you can persuade the Greymane family to take action, then the War Mad family will not be left behind, otherwise, nothing will be discussed!"

"I hope your words count!"

"I guarantee it by my family name!"

Having said this, the three immediately turned to another target.

...

"Boy of the Zhan Kuang family, give me the money!" Under the eaves of the Keris Temple, an impatient little girl in a green coat stretched out her hand to a thin boy with a hunched back. He demanded in a disdainful tone, "If you don't give it, I'll hit you!"

"You've already run out of my money, please, Bryce... let me go this time!" The boy retorted weakly, looked around with flickering eyes, and suddenly ran away!

"Bastard, don't get caught by me, or I'll slap you in the face!"

The little girl screamed and threatened, and suddenly turned around. Three men under the tree not far away were watching her in their spare time.

She waved her tender fists in a vicious voice,

"Look at what, three big perverts! I still fight adults!"

After the harsh words, she followed the little boy like an energetic little mare.

The three of Roy shook their heads as they watched their distant backs.

"Which brat has such a stinky mouth, he's just a little bully!" The young and vigorous Dragonborn rubbed his fists, and his heart burst into flames.

"Forget it, don't you look like bullying a child?" Avel shook his head and said jokingly, "There is a saying that hitting is kissing and scolding is love, maybe this Bryce has a good impression of the boy. , she's just 'playing a baby'."

While talking, the three of them came to the outside of a sturdy and beautiful two-story western-style building.

After the knock on the door, a plainly-dressed, white-haired, deeply wrinkled woman revealed behind the door, "Who are you and what are you doing?"

"Hello, old lady, we are residents who have just moved to Snowman City. We heard the name of the Greymane family from elsewhere, and we came here to meet..." Longyi grinned, showing a look that he thought was kind and gentle, ""My name is Fu. Lean, they're Goldeye and Avel... I'm sorry to bother you. "

His gaze went over the old woman's shoulder, into the house,

"Oh, I remembered, Avstein told me that you escaped from Holy Land Town, right?" Faria Graymane's orange peeled old face showed a hint of stunned expression, and his eyes slowly swept across The faces of the three asked, "The news from the Mare of the Imperial Flag, you support neither the Empire nor the Stormcloak, do you?"

"exactly."

"Just don't support the group of things that betray tradition and glory, come in."

...

Graymane's home was arranged like an inn. It was divided into upper and lower floors. There were many rooms. There was a burning bonfire in the center.

Not far from the bonfire, a mottled wooden ladder that has been old for a certain year leads to the second-floor bedroom.

The four sat on the bench.

"I'm Faria Greymane, you can call me Faria...Tell me, why are the three here? Don't say those vain reasons, why not visit, me and you I'm not familiar with them, and the Nords don't have so much hypocritical attention." The turbid eyes of the old woman were deep and sharp at this moment.

"Okay, old lady, then let's say it straight," the three of them looked at each other, still the most friendly Dragonborn said, "Snowman City is under the threat of giant dragons, so we want to deal with the crisis. Be prepared in advance. The Greymane family produces the highest quality weapons in Skyrim, and it is necessary to deal with dragons!"

"Did Balgruuf promise you anything to be a lobbyist? Our family has our own work to work on, and we don't have that spare time." The old lady shook her head soberly, "What's more, this is Balgruuf's responsibility. And obligations, aren't his soldiers still guarding the tower? It's never our turn to take action!"

"We love this city, green grass, lots of farms, friendly people from all over the place, one of the best in Skyrim, and we couldn't bear to see it destroyed, so we wanted to do something for it! ' said Avel as earnestly as possible.

"I didn't expect there are such kind-hearted Nords now, but you should be disappointed," her tone dropped, her eyebrows drooping, the nasolabial and canthus lines appearing on her face, and a touch of sadness overflowed, "The Greymane family is too busy to take care of themselves now, how can they cooperate with the soldiers of Xueman to protect others?"

Roy sighed helplessly.

War Madness and Greymane are really hard bones,

"Mrs Faria, forgive me for asking," Avel paused and took the initiative to attack, "I heard that the Greymane family is in the arms business, the trouble you mean is the looting of arms? Maybe we Can help!"

Hearing the words, the old woman hesitated for a moment, her turbid eyes looked at several people repeatedly, without answering the question,

"I heard that the three of them solved a big problem for Balgruuf... I must have some extraordinary abilities!"

"It's just a fluke." Freen touched the back of his head and smiled shyly, "But our three brothers joined forces, a few ghouls, and some organs are not a problem."

"What about the investigation?" Faria asked nervously, clasping her hands on her chest, "Are the three good at finding out the truth?"

"You're asking the right person!" Avel pretended to exaggerate and slapped his knee, "This golden-eyed brother is the best among them, and he is the best at solving problems for others. He is absolutely professional!"

"Is this true?"

"Talos is our witness!"

"That's great!" The old woman suddenly stood up from her chair and circled around the bonfire, "If you can help our family solve the trouble, the Greymane family will once again provide the Snowman City guards with high-quality weapons forged in the sky furnace. , to help them deal with the dragon!"

"Mrs. Faria, have you done this master?" Frinn asked weakly.

"My husband is Skyrim's most brilliant blacksmith, the master of the Skyforge, Erend Greymane, and one of the chief heads of the family."

"You guys are the benefactors of the whole family. We are willing to put aside our previous suspicions, help Xueman soldiers build weapons, and send some more people!"

"Then talk about it."

"This matter has something to do with my son Thorad Graymane!" The woman's emotions suddenly became agitated, "Everyone said he was dead, but I feel he is still alive!"

"What exactly happened?"

"The three of you should have heard of it, right? Our Greymane family supports the Stormcloak and opposes the cowardly empire that has betrayed its ancestors and Nord spirit!" Faria kept nodding, with a proud look on his face, "But not too long ago, my son was arrested in a protest, and the Imperial forces locked him up somewhere."

"Cough, ma'am, although it's a bit cruel to say that," Frien asked, "but we still want to ask, how can you be sure that the imperial soldiers will show mercy to him and imprison him instead of executing him directly?"

He thought of the town of the Holy Land again, and he was impressed by the neatness with which the Imperial soldiers beheaded.

"A mother's intuition and consonance, you will understand when you have children. The Zhan Kuang family has always supported the empire and kept in touch with the old foxes at the top of the empire. They must know some inside information, the whereabouts of Solad." The old woman said firmly,

The three of them looked at each other, good guy, these two families have such deep hatred, how could they have lived together in the city for so long?

"Ma'am, what's going on with Greymane and Warmad?" Freen asked.

"What kind of grievances can there be? They support the empire and are arrogant all day long, and everyone owes them money!"

The three nodded involuntarily.

When we first saw him, Joe Zhan Kuang was indeed quite arrogant, not to mention the head of the Zhan Kuang family, Offred, who called them hillbilly and his nose was about to go to the sky.

"Yeah, the Warmad family is rich," said Faria excitedly, "but they are all shameless and shameless. They have abandoned the beliefs and traditions of the Nords, and the empire You are embarrassed, kneel down to Suo Mo!"

"And we, Greymane, have always been on the right path. Ulfric rose up and founded the Stormcloak. Our family responded immediately. Since then, the Warmad family, who had been on good terms with us, worried that we would be implicated in the business of the Empire, revealing that The true face of the supremacy of money has begun to spurn us and hate us!"

Avel shook his head, the Stormcloak is not a good thing, even if it is anti-Shalmer, it also discriminates against all non-Nord human beings, and wants to drive them all out of Skyrim Province, and his "boss" Golden Eye is also unfortunately in it. .

"The Zhan Kuang family didn't miss the old feelings at all, kept the news secret, and watched us suffer in our hearts. They must have something on hand to record my son's whereabouts!"

"They are extremely vigilant against all Greymane, and have been sending people to monitor us. Balgruuf remains neutral and will not interfere in the grievances between our two families. We can't get that thing even if we try our best." Faria took a deep breath, her cloudy eyes looked at several people, and tears flashed, "Please help the Greymane family to find the whereabouts of Thorad! Greymane will support Xueman at that time, and I will ask Ernest Lund used the sky furnace to tailor a weapon or armor for the three!"

Avel and Freen were instantly heartbroken.

The two of them don't have the perverted bound weapons of the witcher.

And Roy does have weapons, but since the flying lion monster's armor was dismantled into eight pieces in the Battle of Sintra, there has been a lack of a suitable armor, and if you have armor, you can ask Farenjia to add a demon.

"Then it's a deal! What good advice do you have?"

"The clue may be in the members of the War Mad family, or in their big house."

...

"Caz—"

The door opened, and the sun fell on three faces.

"Man, what's next? Joe owes us a condition, should he spit out Thorad's whereabouts?!" Avil walked down the stairs and looked at the colorful mountain flowers and thistles around the houses.

"The matter involves the grievances of the two families from generation to generation, and it is by no means easy to resolve," Roy preached, his eyes suddenly swept across Avel strangely.

"Dude, what kind of look are you looking at?" Avil felt a chill on his back for some reason and shook his shoulders.

Longyi showed an expression of sudden realization, "I remember you mentioned that when I was drinking that day, you are the best at sneaking, and you used to steal chickens and dogs on the streets of Dugu City!"

"What is stealing chickens and dogs, it's ugly to death!" Avil's skinny cheeks showed a hint of embarrassment, "I was robbing the rich and helping the poor! But I have long since given up my hands, and now I focus on finding ancient ruins related to giant dragons, for Your Excellency Golden Eyes. Run errands!"

"Dude, do it again..." Freen winked at him, "Go to the Warmad's house to find out the whereabouts of Thorad!"

Avel swallowed hard,

"Zhan Kuang is a local snake. Didn't you see Offred's arrogance? If I were caught by them, wouldn't I be skinned and cramped and dried into a mummified corpse? Is it too risky?"

"Don't worry," Roy has a magical skill, and can call back his "mount" at any time, "If there is any danger, let me know and keep you safe!"

...

The Mansion of the Warlord is also located in the same area as Graymane.

A sneaky man is like a shadow in the gust of wind, keenly avoiding the patrolling guards in the city, quietly lurking to the westernmost part of the garden area, behind the mansion of Zhan Kuang's house, looking around, confirming that no one is looking, from his arms. He took out a gray cloth to cover his face, took out a small wire, and put it in the keyhole.