The Journey of the Demon Hunter

But after seeing the subsequent changes in the wood carving, the emperor's eyes rarely showed a look of surprise. The wooden sculpture trembles violently, gradually changing its shape and structure, becoming like a cloud of smoke. When the smoke dissipates, only a person's figure is lying on the place where the small wooden sculpture was.

"God! What kind of evil is this! Rezas, save me!...... Uh?" Almond covered his head with both hands, and screamed like a frightened little girl when he came out. Get up, but after two seconds, he suddenly realized something was wrong around him. For him, this was just a blink of an eye. The scenery around him changed from a blinking snow squirrel to the bay below Solitary City. The change in an instant made him stunned, but then, his body feedback to his brain. The pain made him leave the confusion behind.

"Your magic? I have never seen such a magic. According to legend, the Saiyk cult possesses many spells that the magic guild has already lost in the crisis of annihilation." Mead II asked Zelin.

"No, this is... the magic of one of my friends." Zelin shrugged and watched Almond get up from the ground with his hands and feet together. He opened his mouth and wanted to drink rainwater. Any water is fine. This is Dehydration, after all, not long ago, he was covered with dry wood. Zelin waited patiently, waiting for Almond to recover from the aftereffects of magical relief. The Mead II on the side also didn't speak. Seeing that Zelin didn't say it clearly, he didn't continue to ask, but silently looked at Almond who had betrayed him.

After a while, Almond's brain woke up.

However, Zelin really doubted that when he woke up and saw that he was facing a well-living emperor, his brain was really sober, or even more dizzy.

"Your Majesty..."

"I don't want to say more, Almond, it was the chief veteran who asked you to come to Skyrim to hire a killer? Don't sit on the ground, stand up and tell me who is your master."

The next step is what Meade II will do. He came to Skyrim to win the support of more Skyrim nobles. The behavior of the Senate will certainly anger the vast majority of Nords, which will destroy his previous efforts. Once the empire loses the Nord provinces, the nominal empire will probably only be left with Gaoyan and Cyrodir. Everywhere, maybe Gaoyan province will also leave the empire at that time, there really is no empire at that time. Not to mention, the Senate is trying to assassinate the emperor.

After seeing the emperor, it may also be that Francesca gave him a lot of mental pressure in the past. It didn’t take long for him to give him the task of being behind the scenes, the chief veteran, and some of the ongoing tasks in the Senate. The plan was said. This includes cooperating with Somo, doing everything possible to force the Dragonborn to become a member of the chief elder family, and plan to become the new emperor through the bloodline of the Dragonborn. Of course, since the emperor came to Skyrim, all these plans were carried out in the name of the emperor himself.

Perhaps it is precisely because of this that the news that Professor Toldiv heard has turned into the emperor's attempt to make the dragonborn a member of the royal family, a new dragonborn royal family, and the same status as the previous imperial royal family.

"I should thank you, warrior, the wind blade is your trophy, but your actions should be better paid."

When Almond passed out again due to dehydration, King Med II looked back and looked at the demon hunter. "I have seen how the killer of the Morag Gang killed the sharp-eyed eagle who was loyal to me. They are all Elite fighter, I hope I can hire you to be the **** of the Platinum Tower. I remember you, you saved my sister in the past, and now you have saved me."

"Please allow me to refuse, Your Majesty, I still like a life where one person can take risks everywhere." Zelin politely declined the invitation of Emperor Maid, but Zelin mentioned that a friend of his might plan to engage in trade in Skyrim, hoping East Empire Company can cooperate with her.

In this regard, Emperor Mede promised that he would tell Victoria Vichy, his sister, to let her be responsible for this.

"I don't know how long I can live. Almond held a dark ritual. The Night Mother will continue to send her best assassins, but you can rest assured that my family owes you a favor, and the Dark Brotherhood will kill. Dead emperor, but the promise I made to you on behalf of the Maid family has always been valid."

"Is there no way to deal with this dark ritual?" Zelin frowned slightly, and subconsciously touched the leather pocket on the chest of his jacket, where there was a small wooden sculpture.

Before long, when the rain and fog gradually stopped, Zelin saw a wooden boat appearing on the water in the distance. The liaison officer of the sharp-eyed eagle was standing anxiously in front of the wooden boat. On the side, the emperor’s sister Victoria and her husband, and Some hired guards stood on the deck.

"The dark ritual has never failed." Med II said calmly, "I will do my best to do the rest. I am very grateful for everything you have done for my family. I think the Dark Brotherhood can stay. Give the emperor enough time."

Chapter 891: A Gamble

The emperor was assassinated, but this incident did not cause many storms in Solitary City. They only knew that the emperor had finished his journey in Skyrim and had already set off from the bay below Solitary City and returned to Cyrodir. Only a few people knew what happened. Those who worked for the Senate were locked up in the dungeon of Solitary City. In order to prevent this matter from affecting the situation in Skyrim, General Turius did not mobilize the Imperial Army to deal with the Imperial Army stationed in Inisted. Instead, the Emperor dispatched the sharp-eyed eagle troops stationed at Dragon Bridge. Solve the matter of Inisted.

"Perhaps I should congratulate you and celebrate the promotion." Still blinking Snow Squirrel, listening to the belligerent age Lisette was singing, Zelin said to the sharp-eyed eagle liaison across the table. Even now, he doesn't know the name of the opponent. "How does the new commander of the sharp-eyed eagle feel?"

"I did almost nothing." The liaison officer—the man who should be called the commander now scratched his head. This is telling you and Ms. Vichy. Finally, I took Ms. Vichy’s ship to the Cataria. I basically didn’t do much, but I became the new commander. I had planned it, here Retire after the matter is over."

"It seems that your retirement plan is going to be postponed." Zelin shrugged. This liaison now replaces the dead Marlowe, temporarily acting as Commander of the Sharp Eye Eagle of Skyrim, but it is estimated that when he resolves Inisted's matter, I'm about to become an official commander.

"No, I will resign after solving Skyrim’s troubles. If I didn’t happen to meet you in Longqiao Town, I guess I’m still staying in Longqiao stupidly, and I don’t even know the news of the emperor’s assassination." The eagle raised his head and drank the drink in the cup. "The Dark Brotherhood, the Morag Gang, only the Holy Spirit knows how terrible enemies I can meet. Oh, by the way, I can’t take the important thing because of drinking. Forget about things, put this away, this is what Ms. Victoria Vicky asked me to bring you."

As he said, the sharp-eyed eagle took out a piece of letter paper.

"This is the trade license of the East Empire Company. With this item, you can obtain trade licenses and business conveniences in many places within the empire. Not only Skyrim, but the East Empire Company’s trading bases are mostly located in Cyrodir and Gaoyan. Provinces, this trade permit can take effect. Well, use it well, it’s more valuable than a ship of Septim gold coins."

This is the reward Zelin hopes to get. Now he does not need enchanted weapons and equipment, nor does he need any reputation or honor. As for gold, Gushan’s gold is enough for him to use it for a long, long time, seeking gold as a reward. He said it was just a wasteful act. And this trade permit just allowed Francesca to have a greater chance to practice the method she thought of.

In the past, merchants made profits by taking goods to different places, such as transporting marine fish from the cheap Skellig Islands to the relatively high price inland for sale. This theory should be equally effective when placed in different worlds. Even in different worlds, they can be seen as far away places, and they can be reached by teleportation.

The elf thinks that this can free her country from the northern countries, especially the trade blackmail and blockade between Aden and Kodwin. Zelin will help her build the bridge and pave the way as much as possible. As for the following things, the demon hunter believes that Francesca has the ability to deal with the possible troubles well.

"I'm from Brighton, and my home is in Gaoyan. If you are going to switch careers and become a businessman in the future, you are welcome to come to my family manor, which is near Dagger City. You haven't been to Gaoyan, don't you know Dagger City? Dagger is the capital of Gaoyan’s only supreme king and merchant lord Emeryk. In the Second Age, when the army of demons from Cold Harbor poured into Tamriel, we Brighton were in Dagger City and The Red Guards and the orcs have signed a dagger-falling covenant, and the beauty of that city is worth seeing."

Tomorrow, the new commander of the sharp-eyed eagle will take his troops to Rift Valley City. When Zelin was in Solitary City, he happened to have a talk with Baroness Brylin. She had a nice place in Yar's side. If Zelin’s friends are willing to develop some cooperation with Yalbian’s iron ore industry, she can talk to the old crow lord of Mosal for this. She controls a large piece of iron ore led by Yar, and she still has some say in Mosal.

"If I have a chance to go to Gaoyan, I will definitely go take a look."

"Okay, I'm leaving now, and I hope that when we meet again in the future, there will be no more nervous topics like assassins."

"Of course, although I don’t think it’s a good thing to wish someone quit and lose their job, I still want to wish your resignation plan go well and good luck."

"You too, may the Holy Spirit bless you."

Sharp-eyed eagle left the tavern, he was going to Dragon Bridge, Mead II had given the order, he could not continue to waste more time in the tavern. He hoped that he could voluntarily request retirement after completing the task and go home with honor instead of being expelled because of malfeasance.

As for Zelin, he will rest in Solitary City for two days, and then return to Xueman to ask Jacqueline about the progress of the Rogue Guild’s investigation of Windhelm. The intelligence in Somo's embassy finally pointed to Windhelm, and after excluding doubts in many areas, the demon hunter's investigation results also told him that Windhelm had a big problem. It doesn't matter whether these cultists are the conspiracy of the Stormcloak or the dark elf family from Morrowind, trying to get involved in the turmoil in the sky.

He has now solved Somo and frustrated the Senate’s attempt to assassinate the emperor. It is estimated that it will not be long before the results of the Senate will be heard. Now there is only one last thing left, those cultists. But these cultists will not be able to hide for long, and with so many clues, it will not take him long to find the masters behind these cultists and their base camp.

As Zelin put down the wine glass, he suddenly heard a young and brisk voice from the side.

"Hi, do you want to gamble with me."

The demon hunter followed the sound and saw a young man wearing light brown linen and short curly hair sitting on a side table with many wine bottles on the table. Seeing Zelin looking over, the young man grinned slightly, "I'm Sam Guevin, I just saw you are very good drink, let's play the bar, bet... a staff, how about it?"

Chapter 892: Sam Guiven

"A staff?" Zelin looked at Sam Guiven in front of him. He didn't have many expensive decorations, only a silver ring on the index finger of his left hand. Zelin didn't remember when he entered the tavern, as if he suddenly appeared in the winking snow squirrel, maybe because he hadn't noticed him just now. After all, Sam Guiwen looks like other ordinary loneliness from the outside. There is not much difference among city dwellers. "The value of a good staff is very expensive. Are you sure you want to use this thing for a gambling?"

He remembered that in Winterhold College, many students didn’t have any wands. First of all, the price of these wands. Secondly, the price of good wands was very rare. Virginia cared about her Magnus wand because of that. The wand appears to be extremely effective when dealing with mages or magic creatures.

A good staff can sell thousands of Septin gold coins. Using a staff as a bargaining chip for gambling is too extravagant. After all, even the most common staff that can only emit a little electric spark can sell hundreds of gold coins on the market.

"Aren't you willing to come to a game? No one can beat me in drinking." Sam Guevin opened his arms and swept across the table full of different-looking wine bottles from above. "Of course, count me, I'll treat you. ."

"No, please allow me to refuse." Zelin shook his head, stood up and was about to leave.

"Wait, why?" Sam Guevin asked strangely. "If you win, you can not only enjoy the wine, but also get a staff. If you lose, you won't lose anything. This wine gambling It does no harm to you, why would you refuse?"

"Because this is not good for you, at least I don't see any good." Zelin opened his hands. "If it were me, I would not participate in a bet that I would definitely lose, unless you told me that you were in What benefits can you get in this bet that you want to use a bet like a wand to attract others?"

Sam Guevin was silent for a while, and finally he clapped his hands.

"Good idea, so, no wand, no bet, let's have a simple cocktail party, just be happy. I thought that taking out a wand would attract more people to my cocktail party." He was right. The wooden chair on the other side of the table stretched out his hand, "Welcome to Sam Guevin’s reception, I hope we can have fun. Oh, my dear boss, please drink a bottle of everyone here..." He stretched out his hand and placed the table full of Pick out a bottle of "Noord Mead! Count me, let's relax and have a toast together."

"To Sam Guiven!"

The guests in the tavern raised their wine glasses to pay tribute to the entertainer Sam Guiven.

Seeing this, Zelin also sat down. This is like a young man who is confident in his drinking capacity and wants to come and spend money for fun. This is Solitary City. There are people from all over Tamriel. If anyone wants a name or expand their social scope, Solitary City is a good choice. You can meet races from all parts of Skyrim here. Even the dark elves of Morrowind and the Argonians of the Black Swamp.

"You look very happy." Zelin picked up a bottle of Alto wine. He didn't mind to relax a little bit. Besides, many potions of the Demon Hunter needed to be dissolved in spirits, and these ordinary wines were not enough for him to drink. Drunk "Is this a celebration? What is it for?"

"Does it need a reason to celebrate?" Sam Guevin also picked up a bottle of Alto wine. "Why frown all day, there are so many interesting places in this world, wine and food, scenery and beauties, and such beautiful songs." He Smiled at Lisette, who played the lute on the side, "We are happy to have such an interesting world."

"Sounds great."

Zelin and Sam touched their glasses.

After drinking the first bottle, they picked up a new bottle of Nord Mead.