The Journey of the Demon Hunter

Regarding Zelin's experience, Virginia also felt incredible.

"Able to transfer the effort of an object in the blink of an eye to another place... I only know that a group of people can do it." Virginia frowned slightly. The group of people I know is different. If he is a spellcaster, then he must be strong, you are lucky, and he has no malice against you."

"I hope so." Zelin nodded.

Virginia held a wooden bowl in both hands and sipped the steaming vegetable soup. After drinking a few sips, she asked Zelin, "You said, you are planning to return to Xueman? When will you leave?"

"As soon as possible, I am not worried about those who renounce the oath, and I have no need to conflict with them. I will hurry as soon as possible and try to cross the eastern border of Reach and enter the Falkreath collar in one day and one night. "

Helgen was in Falkreath's domain, and it would be much easier for him to return to Xueman at that time.

"Stay here for a day." Virginia looked into Zelin's eyes. "We haven't seen each other for a long time. It just so happens. We can have a good meal together at Marcus tonight. You can chat with me. What kind of adventures have you had in the past six months, I can also tell you what I have done in the past six months. By tomorrow, we will be on the road together, and we happen to be on the way. If there is a person on the road together, I think it will be much more convenient. ."

Chapter 895 Attack of the Abandoners

Regarding Virginia's proposal, Zelin naturally had no need to refuse.

It is a little troublesome to implement.

Virginia hopes that they can have a banquet for two people, not just two bowls of vegetable soup, two pieces of grilled green onion lamb, and a few pieces of cheese for dinner. She hopes to have a real small banquet, the first is to celebrate this unexpected meeting, and by the way, it is to celebrate that Virginia finally basically calmed down the troubles caused by the Eye of Magnus in Skyrim. Reach was the last problematic place and the most troublesome place, but now it has been solved, Virginia finally does not need to clean up the mess left at the time for the reputation of Winterhold Academy.

However, the Silver Blood Hotel does not seem to provide such services. In fact, after tasting a meal at the Silver Blood Hotel, Zelin didn't have any expectations for this hotel. Just as it is very common to mix water in wine, a slightly darker hotel will reverse the order and mix wine in water. But the Silver Blood Hotel is the most simple, it directly labeled a bottle of water with a wine label and then sold it.

If based on Virginia's vision, the Silver Blood Inn would probably empty out the money from the Demon Hunter, and it would not have the effect expected by the Chief Mage.

"Go to the market to buy some food and come back. I will ask the chef at the hotel to help with it."

Finally, after some weighing, Virginia decided that “there are stalls selling processed meat in the market, you bring the ingredients back, and we can set a bonfire in the guest room to barbecue and make it. Over the past six months, I met a dark elf friend. She was Azura’s priest. I left the college and visited the Azura altar on the mountain side of the Winterhold. I happened to ran into her named Alanya. I was from her I learned some cooking skills and I should be able to use it."

This wasn't a way to relax, and Zelin didn't think so much compared to Virginia who wanted to celebrate a reason. No matter who Sam Guevin is, he should celebrate when it is time to celebrate, especially if they will have a continuous day and night drive tomorrow. It is estimated that when he returns to Xueman and gets clues from Jacqueline, he will immediately investigate Windhelm City, and maybe even go to Morrowind.

The market in Markas City is at the gate of the city. This is the only open area in the city where many vendors set up stalls. Vegetables, fruits, meat, as well as clothing and jewelry. Many citizens come to the market to choose what they need.

Honey Redarm, who sells meat in the market, is a Red Guardian who comes to the sky to ask for life. Markas is located at the junction of Skyrim and Hammerfall, where you can see many Red Guard residents from Hammerfall Province.

"You are also an outcast attacking an outsider trapped in the city? There have been three attacks by the oathsman this month. God knows how many times they will attack. What do you want? The best salmon meat here. The walrus meat transported from the frozen sea in the north, of course, is the goat leg that has just been slaughtered on the farm outside the city. The price is absolutely fair."

"Give me a portion..." Zelin looked at the dark red steak on the wooden table, thought for a while, and said, "I want more walrus meat."

"Please wait, I'll cut it into pieces for you and install it."

While Honey was cutting the meat on the stall, a guard walked up to the demon hunter.

"When did you come to Markas City? I don't remember seeing you before." The guard's eyes looked at the demon hunter through the gap in the iron helmet. Zelin felt his eyes stay on his weapon for a while, "You better not cause trouble in the city, otherwise I will throw you into the Sidana pit."

"Why are outsiders so nervous?" Zelin asked curiously.

"Look, you have started to ask questions!" The soldier sternly said. "If you want to stay in the city safely, you'd better not ask too much, do your business, and don't be nosy."

The demon hunter looked at the guard in confusion. It stands to reason that there is nothing wrong with the city guard’s interrogation of outsiders, especially there is an army of rebels outside the city. In order to prevent intruders from entering the city, it is not normal for the city guards to be indifferent to a stranger who suddenly appears in the city. . But Zelin was curious about the purpose of the guards warning him.

Nosy?

Why are there guards who worry that outsiders are nosy in the city?

Unless someone in this city is trying to hide something, and this matter must never be known to outsiders,

"My friend and I will leave tomorrow to go to Xueman. I won't stay too much in this city." Zelin shook his head gently. Honey, who was on the side, had already cut the meat. Put it on a wooden tray. "If there are no other problems, I will go back to the hotel to eat. I have one day away tomorrow."

"Remember my words, you better not make trouble in Markas City."

Leaving such a sentence, the guard turned and walked to other corners of the market. Zelin took these pieces of meat to other stalls, and he also bought some condiments such as green onions. Virginia stayed in the Silver Blood Hotel for a while, and she said that the food in the hotel seemed to have a metallic smell that was hard to swallow.

As Zelin looked around, his eyes caught a flash of cold light. The time is noon, and the sun can shine into this valley city. He is very familiar with this cold light, which is the reflection of the light shining on the weapon when the blade is unsheathed.

He turned his head and looked in the direction of the cold light. I saw a man wearing a dirty miner's uniform with many **** wear marks on his body, holding a dagger, and touching a woman standing in front of a jewelry booth. There was a dangerous light in the man's eyes, as if there was no expression on a square face carved into a stone with a knife. When he was about to approach the back of the woman who was choosing the necklace, the man jumped up.

"This is for my people!"

The dagger in his hand pierced the woman’s neck, but before the tip of the dagger pierced the opponent’s throat, the attacker was suddenly hit hard from one side, as if he had been hit by a hammer. He flew out, rolled on the ground several times, and finally hit the rock by the road with his head and passed out.

The market fell silent for a while, as if everyone hadn't realized what had happened. But when the minds of vendors and citizens realized what had happened to them just now, the market immediately fell into screams and chaos. Several guards holding swords ran over from the other side of the market to try to stop the chaos. Amidst the noise, Zelin heard many people shouting for help and warnings.

"Abandoner! Abandoner!"

Chapter 896: A meaningless conspiracy

"Quiet! Here is taken over by the city guard! It is safe here."

Two soldiers holding swords stood up, not knowing whether it was a coma or a dead attacker. The remaining guards stood in the market to disperse the crowd who stood nearby. Surprisingly, not only did this group of people not search the market for any other attackers’ accomplices, but instead chose to drive everyone present and leave immediately, without even allowing witnesses to stay and tell what happened at that time. What.

The people in the market didn't think about it so much, they looked shocked. They have just stood with a killer, and no one knows whether the killer just made a purposeful attack or just wanted to kill the residents of the city and cause chaos. Thinking that he might have just passed death, these pale people left the market one after another and returned to their homes.

"Thank you for saving me. I am Margarita." The woman who was almost assassinated said to Zelin before she left. "I didn't expect anyone to kill me. Please accept this as mine. Thank you." She took out a string of silver necklaces with amethysts. "I just picked a gift for my sister in Cyrodir, but I think you should accept this now."

"No, you'd better give it to your sister." Zelin frowned slightly, looking at the city that seemed to be wrong everywhere. Hearing this woman's thanks, he waved his hand and tactfully rejected her kindness. "Your sister needs this more. Send the news of your safety with this necklace. You don't need to thank me, I just don't like to watch it. It’s just that someone was killed in front of me. Your name is very similar to an acquaintance I know."

Compared with Margarita's thank you gift, Zelin was even more curious about what these city guards were doing. The market is close to the gate, and no one knows whether the swearers intend to take the opportunity to attack the city by relying on the chaos they caused behind the gate. Any normal city guard commander should immediately close the gate when an attack occurs, and guard against anyone who renounces the oath from inside and outside to seize the gate.

But no guards did this, as if the attacker was not a rebel outside the city, but an ordinary murderer.

The people in the market gradually dispersed, Zelin sighed and prepared to return to the hotel. The attack closed the market, and he couldn't buy anything else. But he didn't take two steps before he was stopped by someone from behind.

"Hi! Your things have fallen!"

Zelin stopped and turned his head. After confirming that the young red guard with a dark green facial pattern not far away was calling himself, he looked at a red cover notebook handed over by the other party with suspicious eyes.

"I saw it fell out of your pocket." The young red guard said in a brisk tone. "Be careful, it will get dark after a while. If it falls into a nearby stream, look for it. Not coming back." Although the Red Guardian looked relaxed, Zelin still saw a trace of hesitation in his eyes, he was just pretending to be calm.

Zelin slowly took the notebook handed over by the other party, "Thank you, this is very important to me."

The calm and calmness of the demon hunter made the young Red Guard stunned for a moment, and even forgot to release his hand holding the notebook when Zelin took over the notebook. After Zelin pulled it slightly, he laughed twice, released his hand and scratched the back of his head.

"Uh, that's good... Haha, I'm leaving now, good luck to you."

After all, he turned and walked out of the market. Zelin looked at him from behind until he disappeared on the other side of the street corner. Before everyone in the market left, Zelin turned and returned to the Silver Blood Hotel.

His instinct told him that he had fallen into another conspiracy. This made him think of Valerica's reminder to him before leaving. The devil of conspiracy, she will arrange conspiracies, and will also expose conspiracies. According to past records, Mephala seems to enjoy this.

It's like a person who hates boredom, always likes to make a little fiddle, and then sit in the dark by himself, watching the dramatic changes brought about by the stirring silk thread.

But this may be troublesome for Zelin, maybe it's a good thing. This has been the case since he came to Xueman. No one would have thought that under his own circumstances, he could just book the same room as the man behind the assassination of the emperor. But the advantage that this brings to the demon hunter is obvious. Now Zelin just hopes that Mephala will not focus on himself all day because of a magic artifact.

On the way, Zelin opened the red notebook. As expected, nothing was recorded in it, only a few thin pages. But the moment he opened the notebook, a note slipped out of it and fell to the ground. The demon hunter bent down and picked up the note.

The sky hadn't darkened completely yet, with the help of the afternoon sun, Zelin saw a line of small characters written on the slip of paper.

Meet me at the Temple of Talos.