The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Perhaps the only remaining members of the Dark Brotherhood of Skyrim.

The Brighton man held his abdomen, and the sword wound on the abdomen tended to split again during the bumps of fighting, fleeing, and riding for several days. This is the sword wound left by a man who blocked the battle when assassinating the emperor's sister at a wedding banquet in Solitude. The wound has not healed, just like the sword wound on the abdomen. Since that failure, the Dark Brotherhood’s mission on important commissions has not been successful.

Even now, their sanctuary in Falkreath was destroyed by the sharp-eyed eagle defending the emperor, most of the members were killed, only two of them were still alive. Their action to assassinate the emperor failed, they just killed a stand-in. Because Astrid—their leader betrayed the organization and made a deal with the emperor’s soldiers. Although the traitor died in the end, it is hard to say what changed. They had no base and fled under the chase of the emperor's sharp-eyed eagle.

But commission is commission. They are the Dark Brotherhood. Now that they have accepted the commission of assassinating the emperor, they will continue to do it.

"Let's go to Morningstar first, your injury is not healed yet." The Red Guard man said to the silent killer riding in front.

"No, Nazr. Follow the plan." Her voice was hoarse, because of her throat injury in the past. Their plan is not a real plan. The red guard man named Nazr escorted the coffin and body of the Night Mother to the abandoned sanctuary in the morning star. Another surviving member, Babette, has already traveled to the morning star in advance to check the abandoned sanctuary Situation. The Brighton man went to Snowman City to get in touch with the person who issued the assassination emperor's commission to ask where the real emperor was.

"But your injury..."

"Let's go, Nazr."

The people in front didn't say much, but at the crossroads in front, they turned their horses silently and turned to the direction of Snowman City. Looking at the leaving figure, Nazl asked loudly.

"Do you remember the location of the contact person?"

"... Mare banner." There was a muffled snort in the killer's throat. Nazir, even though he was an old member of the Brotherhood for many years, he still couldn't help but feel a pain in his heart. This is the former leader of the Skyrim branch of the Dark Brotherhood, the orphan found by Astrid. She was trained to be a silent killer, a killer who could lie in the wilderness for three days and wait for the target to appear, or poison in the cup without knowing it. Astrid wanted to imitate the practice of cultivating the half-dragon killer Darkscale in the Brotherhood in the past, and cultivate a killer who he trusted the most, was the strongest and was also the least likely to defy him.

A useful tool.

As for Xueman.

"Sorry, Mr. Almond, your room is already inhabited today." Isodar stood in front of the counter, put down the pen in his hand that was counting the mare's banner ledger, and looked up to Cyrodir, who was in gorgeous silk clothes in front of him. The man said.

"How could you give my room to others!?"

Almond yelled angrily, attracting several Nord fighters and passing travelers who were still drinking in the mare banner to look sideways. Isodar covered her ears, and when Almond stopped, she spoke.

"We haven't been able to find you, and don't know if you want to continue renting." Mare Banner, the new proprietress shook her head, "The guest room is full, I recommend you to try your luck at the Tintin Hunter. If you are lucky, you can find it. A better place to live than the straw pile outside the city."

It seems that because of the noise in the tavern, the snowman guards who patrolled past the tavern pushed the door and walked in. The guard looked around the tavern, and soon noticed Almond who was arguing with Isodal.

"What's the matter?" The guards walked over. Xueman's guards knew Isodal who had lived in the city for a long time, so he looked up and down at the strange Almond, watching his gorgeous clean clothes and silver ring. Hands without any scratches and hard calluses "Let me guess-your donut was stolen?"

"No! Damn donuts!" Almond waved his hand vigorously. "My room! You can't just assign my room to someone else without my knowledge!"

"I'm worried that your reservation has been booked until last night. We can't leave a room empty just to wait for a guest who doesn't know if he has returned to Cyrodir. You didn't tell me in advance, and you didn't tell us what you are going to. Place, I can only assume that you have left." Isodar said flatly, and then she turned to the guard "This Cyrodir asked me to give him the house I rented to a tenant today, and other Drove out the guest. I guess he might think he was at his own Cyrodir’s house."

The guard immediately turned his head with a concealed helmet to Almond.

"You must abide by Xueman's laws, otherwise defiance of the law is contempt for me!"

Almond wanted to argue about something, but when he saw the hammer held by the guard, he immediately retracted his head. In Skyrim, as long as they refuse to accept the representatives of the guards, the guards can directly attack criminals with contempt of the law. It doesn't matter if the criminal kills in the street or stole a few coins. Most of the time, people were knocked out with a hammer, but in the process, accidentally smashed their heads from time to time. Almond didn't want to try whether his head was hard or the hammerhead in the guard's hand was hard.

Moreover, for the purpose of concealment, he came to Skyrim without any guards and entourage.

It stands to reason that he should have left. If it were not for the useless people, he should have already walked through Rift Valley City and was about to enter the border of Cyrodir.

"Okay, okay, I will talk to the guests who rented my house, and I will spend money to let those people move out by themselves." Looking at the large number of Nords in the tavern, and the guards who are staring at him, Almond forced the extra words back into his throat.

Chapter 853: A Thief

On the street outside the mare banner.

Serana was looking bored at this capital city in the sky. This piece of urban defense constructed with wooden or stone fences around the city and a giant stone cliff protruding purely by building the city on a frozen tundra is now a bit outdated. Perhaps this is exactly when the second era of the sky split, two lords vying for the highest throne will choose Solitary City and Windhelm City built of rocks and towering walls as their capitals.

But even so, it can't hide Snowman's important position as the largest grain-producing area and commercial center of Skyrim Province.

She stood in front of the Belle Tor's grocery store. After standing for a while, she remembered that humans would stay in their homes to sleep at night. In the guard's watchful eyes, she walked to the residential area behind the grocery store. Everything on the street is so quiet, and one house after another is rooted on the uneven ground. Compared with the Snowman City in her memory, this city has long been completely different, and only the topmost Longxiao Palace still retains its past appearance.

Her mother Valerica told her to take a walk outside and learn about the current situation in Skyrim. After putting aside the conflicts caused by the family before, Selana found that her mother who had not known several epochs always had some valuable suggestions and unique insights in many aspects. Although Serrana is also a vampire who will not be troubled by the years, considering that she has been sleeping in the crypt for so long, in fact, she has lived for as long as no one else imagined.

But at this moment, she suddenly felt that someone patted her from the side of the stone on the side of the street. Serrana immediately turned around. Just about to pull out the small dagger around her waist to make a defensive posture, she saw Zelin from behind her. Appeared in the shadow of, a hand stretched out the index finger in front of his mouth, and made a gesture of silence.

Serrana was shocked. Although she didn't know why, she slowly retracted the dagger from her waist and looked in the direction that Zelin's other hand was pointing.

But she saw nothing.

Looking at the confused expression on Miss Vampire's face, Zelin didn't explain anything, but waved to her and motioned her to follow.

It has to be said that the target's anti-tracking ability is very strong. But no matter how difficult it is to track people, they will inevitably leave traces that the demon hunter can detect. Whether it is footprints or unusual smells. Moreover, the scale of Snowman City is not large. This mountain-based city does not have too high buildings. It is not so difficult to find the traces of a person among a pile of flat houses.

In the end, they finally reached a house in the most corner of Snowman City. The house occupies a very small area. Visually, there can only be a bed and a table, plus a few wooden barrels for holding things and a cupboard against the wall. The figure stood in front of the door, and after looking behind him, knocked on the door panel rhythmically. Afterwards, the wooden door opened a gap, and the faint candlelight flashed by. The figure slid in through the gap very flexibly, and the flashing candlelight was then locked in the room again.

"What is this?" Selana asked in a low voice. She didn't believe that Zelin found her suddenly, just to take her to find such an unmanned corner in the city, or to play some tracking game.

"Remember the treasure in your previous castle?"

"Remember." The vampire rubbed his forehead. "Mother said that those gems and gold can be exchanged for tens of thousands of Septin gold coins. In the past, my father used this money to buy the best slaves from slave traders in the Sea of ​​Ghosts. I don't. Knowing how they fly away, it stands to reason that no one else can find it there. Only my father and mother know. I have sold some candlesticks and decorations to subsidize the family."

"Don't worry about how they disappeared, remember the final clue we found at that time?"

"The Thieves Guild." It is estimated that after his home was emptied by a thief, even a vampire would not be able to forget it magnanimously. Moreover, the race of vampires has nothing to do with magnanimity.

"Are they here?" She quickly understood what Zelin meant.

At that time, the battle with Hakon had just ended, and Selana didn't want to take the initiative to provoke an organization related to the demon **** Nocturnal. That is definitely not something a little thief can do. Infiltrate the castle in the melee, and stole the most hidden treasure safely. It must be a follower of Nocturnal who is sheltered by the shadows, and the talent of a thief known as the Nightingale. Do it.

However, now they are the ones who brought it to the door. It seems that the shadow of Nocturnal did not protect the thieves at this time, and the corners of Serana's mouth could not help but curl up with a profound arc.

As for the Thieves Guild, Zelin only knew Jacqueline, because she happened to be picking money from the basement of the Honey and Poet Inn in Rift Valley City. Although the darkness would not have much impact on the demon hunter's sight, it has been more than half a year, and Zelin was not sure whether he would admit his mistake. After all, after experiencing dragon calamities, vampire attacks, and cultists, many of Xueman's residents remained alert to the night, but he would not let go of so many doubts.

Especially shortly after the cult attack. If it weren't for Francesca to collect information and organize plans, if he came to Skyrim alone, it is estimated that he would be attacked by cultists on the day he lived in the wind house.

He will not let go of any abnormalities.

Zelin made a gesture to Serana. They came to both sides of the front door of the hut. The demon hunter clung to the wall tightly, and he could almost hear the faint sound coming from across the wooden wall. The people inside are arguing about something, it seems that some things have not developed as they expected. But Zelin didn't care what they were arguing about, and if there was any trouble, he could wait until he took control of the scene. Moreover, this time Francesca was also there, and the sorcerer had a good insight and research on mind reading.

First, the wooden door was hit by Alderfayin, fell off the door frame, and flew into the house, hitting a man with his back facing the door with a slam. The person who was hit by the flying door covered his head, and fell to the ground, knocking over the wooden barrel on the side, and the cabbage rolled from the fallen wooden barrel to the ground. The figure who was talking to this man stood up suddenly, but she had just had time to pull the dagger from her waist, and a gleaming sword tip hit her throat.

"Um..." Zelin looked at the figure standing in the room. "It's really lucky, I'm still wondering if I will have a chance to see you again. Don't come here without problems, Jacqueline."

Chapter 854 Thief and Creditor

"Uh..."

Jacqueline's eyes moved down slightly, looking at the blade below. She moved slightly, as if she was preparing a way to get out. But after seeing the person holding the sword clearly, she raised her eyebrows in surprise "Wait, I know you!"

The facts are almost the same as Zelin thought, the members of the two thieves' guilds are in Snowman City. Jacqueline, there is another male member whom I don’t know. He was rather unlucky. Because of the small size of the house, he was just behind the door panel. As a result, he was hit in the head and fainted.

"Hey, I don't remember any grievances and disputes between us. I saw you in Rift Valley City. At that time, I answered you a question, and then you didn't see me. We were already cleared up!" The thief looked at the eyes of the thief This person has a close relationship with her. As for when he attacked the Hakon Castle, he forgot about it. He was diminished by the excitement of finding the treasure in the castle. Come into the house, stun my friend and point his sword at me? I should call the guards over, you are kidnapping!"

Jacqueline's bluff looks good, she must have used this trick frequently in Rift Valley City in the past. However, after her eyes saw the slightly exposed fangs at the corner of Selana's mouth behind her, her voice instantly weakened a lot. She must still remember what she did in Hakon's castle.

"Actually, I thought you were a cultist who attacked Xueman." Zelin shrugged. "But since I happened to meet you, although you and I should have no dispute, I think there is a bit of trouble between you and this lady. He put down his weapon. "Serrana, can you close that door? Just fix the wooden board on the door frame."