Alice pushed open the attic door, and the fresh air in front of her made her feel rejuvenated.

Just now, the sudden feeling of suffocation barely kept her breathing - she almost thought she was going to die. Fortunately, Ruby, who was beside her, saw that her situation was not right, and quickly helped Alice back to the bed, which made her breathe.

But she still felt depressed, so she forced her legs, which had not yet healed completely, to the upper floors of the temple, and then to the top roof of the temple of Ginares.

There was a faint sound of chants underfoot, and it was the priests in the temple who were praying their morning prayers. It was for this reason that Alice was not pushed back to her hospital bed by the temple priests.

Alice looked up at the sky.

The sun is shining, and the outlines of the stars have not yet completely faded. Smoke had risen from the outer edge of the snowy city.

Something very important happened.

Very important. So much so that until now her heart is still beating violently. The high-speed flow of blood almost stretched the healing wound open again.

But Alice didn't know anything.

She let out a long breath, but there was a strange touch under her feet.

It is a book, pitch black, but in the center it has a silver dragon-shaped crest—the emblem of the Empire, symbolizing the Dragonborn and the Broken Monarch's Amulet.

Alice picked up the book and gently brushed the dust off the page. The book is very old, and the words on the pages are blurry and indecipherable. Only a small part of the rearview is barely recognizable.

It should be a poem.

The metal limbs supported the cover of the book, and an inexplicable sense of desolation made Alice chant softly.

"When chaos returns, it disturbs the world. ”

"When the bronze tower moved, the times were reshaped. ”

"When the Triple Blessed Ones fail, the Crimson Tower trembles. ”

"When the Lord of the Dragonborn lost his throne, the White Tower collapsed. ”

"When the Tower of Ice and Snow falls apart, chaos is left and blood flows. ”

"The World Eater awakens in Yan, and the wheel of fate points to the last Dragonborn. ”

Strange poems. It feels more like some prophecy.

Alice shook her head and put the black book back in its place. She then looked up to the west, at the place where the blood was ringing.

At the end of the day, there was a small dark cloud.

Alice wanted to look more closely, but a loud cry near drew her gaze away.

"There's ...... Is there a fire in the market area?" Immediately after that, there is the second, the third, and the fourth. The alarm bell of the convening was also sounded.

This is no accident.

The wooden door behind him was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar voice came into his ears.

"Miss Alice, what are you doing here?" spoke in a pleasant voice, confident and slightly immature. It must be Lydia's infallibility.

Sure enough, when Alice turned around, she saw a face slightly red from the movement.

"It's been an early day, Lydia. Is there anything going on?" Alice subconsciously looked behind Ladia even though she knew there was little hope—well, there was no food box to expect.

It seems that there was no additional meal this morning.

Lydia didn't pay attention to Alice's little movements, she forced Alice to push her back into the room. With a slight complaint, he said, "Your body has not recovered yet, how can you come to such a place." The wind is cold in the morning!"

"I'm not that vulnerable. ”

"Yes~Yes~" Lydia agreed casually, and then locked the door to the rooftop. "But you have to learn to take care of yourself. She gently helped Alice down the wooden staircase.

It's a nice feeling.

This feeling of being cared for, cared for, like the warm sunshine in spring, has a fatal attraction to people like her who don't know where to go.

Alice was almost intoxicated.

Pity.

She lifted her eyes slightly. In those pale gray eyes, there was no self.

[You, who are you treating me as a substitute?]

"What's wrong?"

"No, nothing. Alice shook her head slightly, "You haven't answered my question yet." How did you get here so early today?"

"Well, some kind of intuition. Lydia pursed her lips with her forefinger. "I feel like I should come here. ”

"Yes. Alice bowed slightly, but her gaze turned to the hall not far away. From there came the sound of the vase breaking, and the shrill scolding voice characteristic of a child.

Following Alice's gaze, Lydia immediately explained to her, "It should be the lord's eldest son." I had seen him before, a very energetic and polite little boy, but unfortunately he contracted a strange illness shortly thereafter. The whole person became nervous. There was regret in her tone.

"We can go over and have a look at him. It is good for you to know such people. ”

Alice flicked her fingers, noncommittal.

Before they could take three steps, they were vaguely stopped.

"I don't think it's better for you two to go over now. "Suddenly before the girls appeared was a man Lydia had never seen before, his voice soft as cotton, his face revealing his southern race traits thoroughly.

Alice recognized him and once punched him three times in the head.

"Long time no see, Quirrell. Alice smiled and said, "What's going on over there?"

"It's not a good thing. Quirrell quietly led the two to the other side of the hallway. "If a qiē is normal, then you will soon know. ”

……………………

One patrol guard after another disappeared. Their bodies fell into a hidden place, so they didn't have to worry about being found in a short time.

The plan is unexpectedly smooth.

The low-ranking members of the Brotherhood wreak havoc in the Market City, and then Anche and the Parrot take the opportunity to infiltrate the Temple of Ginalaise, and as long as they take the eldest son of Lord Snowman hostage, then they have a good chance of leaving Snowman City unharmed. Even if things go wrong, with the hostages in their hands, they can completely delay time, and when the Brotherhood's assistance arrives, there will naturally be a solution to the problem.

The first half of the plan was well executed. Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, the several columns of smoke that rose into the sky were already able to prove a lot of things. Such a fire would certainly have been able to attract the attention of most of the guards.

But the parrot was always uneasy. Something seems to have gone wrong.

But she didn't say anything, just quickly hid the guards that Anche had killed.

The guard didn't notice them, but was killed by Anche with the Ebony Blade. In the crimson streamer, the parrot could even see the muscles of Anche's face twisting slightly with excitement.

The parrot's eyes narrowed slightly.

She wouldn't object to the decisions Anche had already made, but if something went wrong in the meantime, she would deal with it.

Soon, the massive complex of the Temple of Gina Lace appeared before their eyes.

Unfortunately, the number of guards has clearly more than doubled.

They are dignified. Patrolling this small area in groups of ten, and trying to quietly deal with a group of guards without alarming others is tantamount to a fool's dream.

Then you can only sneak in carefully.

According to reliable information, the lord's eldest son was in a large hall at the back of the main hall. The Brotherhood's eyeliner confirms that he has not left the Temple of Gina Les.

The parrot pressed Anche's shoulder, and their silhouettes faded into blurring, eventually vanishing.

Shadow Shelter - a high-level illusion spell, it hasn't been long since the parrot has mastered it. This mass of magic distorts light, shielding the caster and the substance they come into contact with as the former wishes. Not only that, but the sound and smell will also be greatly eliminated.

This requires paying most of the parrot's mana.

But it's worth it.

Seventy breaths later, the figures of Anche and Parrot appeared inside the temple.

With a single blow, several of the guards were silently killed by Anche, and the abundant life force was poured into his body along the blade of the sword—Anche almost let out a sigh of satisfaction.

But now is not the time, not yet.

The Ebony Blade began to tremble slightly from outside the temple, as if it wanted to say something to Anche.

Probably hungry. Anche thought.

[Don't worry, soon there will be more blood to fill your hunger and thirst.] 】

[Not only yours, but also mine.] 】

Anche licked her lips lightly and pushed the door of the auditorium open.

The two Assassins scurried forward, and at the end of the auditorium, a figure appeared in both Parrot's vision and Anche's perception.

The parrot stopped.

Fear flowed from her every pore, and she trembled and said, "Anche, we're in big trouble. ”

"Of course you're in big trouble. However, it will soon be no longer necessary. "The fiery momentum is liberated with the words, and it is as suffocating as a pool of blood.

Her voice was loud and deafening.

Her armor was gorgeous, and countless wraiths wailed in blood-colored lines.

Her steps were heavy, and each step made the hall tremble.

She is Vijes, a direct descendant of the ancient Nord family, a powerful warrior in the Ring, and a demon in the eyes of the Oathbreaker.

She is a blood-drinking lady. A tough guy who should have been stationed in the Ruichi zone.

"You...... How could it be ...... here" Anche's voice was hoarse, almost cutting from a wooden saw.

"You're stupid. The red greatsword plunged into the floor, and cracks in the marble spread outward. "Don't think, escape from here. ”

The door behind him slammed shut, revealing another powerful warrior.

Even if he doesn't consciously perceive it, Anche can distinguish people's footsteps.

Franster, a comrade-in-arms who once fought alongside him.

There was no way they could escape.