The Courier is an Imperial man with black hair, which should be a rarity in Skyrim. There weren't many people with black hair, even in Sirodil - Alice searched the memories in her head, but could only get vague words like 'Rip'.

But it's not a big deal. She didn't pay much attention to it.

However, the self-proclaimed Ann Man messenger is more talkative, and Xue Man has been talking about all kinds of interesting things in the market recently, and there are a few jokes mixed with Alice, who barely knows anything about Xue Man, who is also very interested. However, a certain emotion surging in her heart subsided a little, and the whole person seemed much more cheerful.

"Well, there seem to be more wizards in the snow than anywhere else. Intentionally or not, Alice said to Ance.

"Then you must have never been to Winterhold, the wizarding academy there is definitely bigger than you think. Anche replied casually, "And a few days ago, there was news that the Winterhold Academy had summoned apprentices to prepare for the exploration of Sattar, and although I don't know what the outcome will be, at least a hundred official wizards will go deep into the ground - that is a rare big scene." Especially in a place as martial as Skyrim. ”

"Why did you come to Skyrim, the climate here is not very friendly to us. Alice asked him, she had already felt the malice in the blizzard when the cold was falling, even if she could carry it with her superior physique, but it was not very comfortable after all.

"Uh...... That's why it's complicated. ”

While speaking, the two of them had already arrived at the stable on the lower floor of Longxiao Palace, after showing the lord's warrant. The stables soon brought them two tall horses.

It was a domesticated military horse, with a light brown mane that was incomparably soft, and its large watery eyes revealed a gentle demeanor.

"If you don't mind, I'll just call you Alice, the lord's order can't be delayed casually. We need to get out of town as soon as possible. With a slight leap, Anche sat firmly on the horse's back. He expertly hung up some of the bits and pieces on his body, and then pulled up the reins of the horse.

But Alice looked at the horse with a baffled look.

"Uh...... Do you know how to ride a horse?"

"I think ......," Alice said with a not-so-confident "...... I think so. ”

So she learned Anche's movements, lifting her right knee and arching her left foot up. Well, she was jumping—she should be glad she was wearing the kind of cloak that reached to her calf, otherwise something bad might have happened—but it didn't matter, she was now straight, and her expression was as strict as a ceremonial officer at a military parade. His eyes were wide open, and his thin lips were pursed unconsciously. She clutched the reins tightly, as if there were a dozen runes of lightning that could run away. Then, wrap your legs between the horse's belly and lift your hands up. Very good, the horse is moving! one, two, three, very good, this time it can be a little bigger.

'Phew!' she slid down.

Appalling.

Anche felt the corners of his eyes twitch unconsciously, and he didn't react for some strange vibe. Just silently watching, watching.

Again and again the maiden jumped on the horse's back, and again and again slid down at the fourth or fifth step. His perseverance and never-give-up spirit are exemplary for many warriors. However, although her movements are very standard, her poor timing is enough to make any rider hide their faces and sigh.

About thirty times later, Alice finally - collapsed!

The war horse arched his nose to the poor man who was lying on the ground and couldn't stop panting, and his big eyes revealed an incomparably innocent color.

"Uh......" Anche pondered for a moment, then asked tentatively, "I think we can ride together?"

Five minutes later, Antche and Alice left the stable, one after the other.

I said...... Can this really work?" Anche rubbed his head, his expression dark.

"I'll tie myself to my horse, so I don't have to worry about falling off!" Alice looked pleased, after all, she had finally overcome the difficulty of riding, albeit by tying her legs to the saddle.

She's not afraid of falling off with a saddle!?

All in all, in the midst of the pointers of passers-by, Alice, who didn't care, and Anche, who had a painful brain, just rode their horses towards the snowy side.

But they couldn't just say nothing along the way, and Ancee needed to find something to distract herself from the rope on Alice's legs, and Alice was bored, so the two chatted with each other.

"Alice, why did you come to Skyrim? You look like a pure Siron. ”

"I didn't know, as soon as I woke up, I found myself in Skyrim. ”

"Wake up?"

"Well, I lost my memories from before. Of course, some basic knowledge and skills are still remembered. I don't remember anything real other than my name, though. Recently, however, there has been a turnaround. Alice replied lightly that the average person would consider memory loss to be some kind of taboo or privacy, but Alice didn't care to let others know.

"Uh...... You're really open-minded...... Have you ever wondered where you're going next?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I was expected to go to Wintercastle, but now this idea is relatively weak. After completing the mission given to me by my lord, I may stay in my comrades-in-arms, or return to Sirodir. As she spoke, Alice and the two had already passed through the moon and was. Quirrell, who was standing in the doorway, waved her in greeting, and Alice waved in return.

"The relationship between the comrades-in-arms and the lord is really unexpectedly close. Anche said, "I didn't expect that a beautiful lady like you, Alice, would come to protect the lord's warrant. ”

"Want a fight?"

"Huh?" Anche was stunned.

"I remember there seems to be a custom here in Nord that when a man says that a woman is beautiful, it means that she is not useful. ”

Anche smiled helplessly. "Where did you hear about this custom?"

"It just popped up from my memory. ”

"Okay. I admit that I was defeated by you," Anche raised his hand in a gesture of surrender, "and even if there was such a custom, it would have been at least five hundred years ago. What's more, I'm still an Imperial, why would you want to pull the Gunnold stuff on my head. ”

"Uh, sorry. ”

Two horses unwittingly pass through the market in the middle of the snow-filled level. Because of the assassination, the snow-filled urban area that was supposed to be very lively is now crowded. One by one, the guards of the main city patrolled the room, rudely searching for suspicious places, and even a few usually unsafe shops were implicated—the shopkeeper and his servants were pulled out of their rooms by rough guards, their fine clothes stained with mud and water, and their precious goods scattered on the floor. Even if they wept and begged, they couldn't escape the fate of falling into the dungeon - unless they could show proof for themselves.

Of course, there is no evidence more convincing and proving one's innocence than a round, golden round cake.

There were also a few guards who wanted to attack Alice, but after seeing the dwarven dagger at the girl's waist and the lord's warrant, they retreated sensibly and calmly.

The strong plunder, while the weak can only weep except to cry.

In the past, Alice might have stopped them, even though she didn't know why. Her instincts will also drive her to make certain moves.

But at this moment, she just watched quietly. Let the seated horse slowly walk forward. Even when a guard pushed her down in the muddy water, the struggling wealthy merchant reached out his finger and touched the tip of her shoe. Her heart is especially hardened today.

"It's bad. As she left the market, Anche let out a low sigh from behind her, "But it's one of the best places in the whole Skyrim." They may suffer a little, but they won't lose their lives like they do anywhere else. ”

He whispered as if trying to convince someone, "In Dugu City, prisoners often disappear suddenly one night, and there may not be even bones left in Marcas. As for Mosart, I don't know how many rotting bones there are in the swamps in the north. And the refugees who were caught up in the civil war, their belongings were looted, and their families were hung on trees to dry......"

"And what about Phocles?" asked Alice.

"Phocles? No, I don't know about Phocles. He hesitated for a moment, then said, "It is said that there are walking spirits everywhere, and even werewolves. It's not much better. ”

"But it is said that the mark of the Dark Brotherhood was found at the scene of the assassination. I'm afraid this won't end so easily. Alice added, "The lord will not take this large dark organization lightly, and the next measures should be more severe. ”

"Yes......" Anche seemed to be punched in the nose. "Dark Brotherhood...... Well, the Dark Brotherhood. ”

He fell silent.

Alice also realized that she had said the wrong thing, so she pointed to a large mansion and asked Anche, "Whose property is there?" ”

Anche glanced weakly at it, then replied. "This is the residence of Baron Stormwind, and half a month ago their family disappeared near the Ash Swamp fortress, and it is for this reason that the lord sent troops. You don't know?"

"Uh......" Alice was stunned for a moment, then pointed to the other side. "There are a lot of people on that side, and they seem to be some high-ranking officers. ”

"The Mead Lands are at the headquarters in the Snowman, and they have a better commodity than the Black Thorn Mead. Today seems to be a great time for wine tasting...... Yes. ”

Alice was about to say something, but a familiar figure suddenly appeared in the distance.

[What is that...... Roy!?】

When she tried to get a clearer look, she found that there was nothing more than an ordinary dark elf standing in the distance.