—4E, 201, Last Seed, 22nd, 10:00 a.m.

"Bang bang!" "Boom!" "Hit him!" "Hard!"

In the mare's banner tavern, a Nord-style brawl is taking place.

Although there are many houses in the plains of the snowy city, there are only two taverns, and apart from the "drunken hunters", who sell alcohol part-time, there is only the "mare banner" located near the market and providing accommodation.

After all, most of the inhabitants go home to cook after buying ingredients in the bazaar, and they will run to the tavern, either adventurers or out-of-town merchants, or guards and mercenaries on vacation, who are shouting at the brawl in the tavern lobby.

The two sides are "The Indomitable" Usgard and "Dragonborn" Arthur, one of them can kill a bear with his bare hands and the other can even kill a dragon, but traditional Nord brawls are not allowed to use weapons, so the two are evenly matched.

"You're a newcomer to the Brothers-in-Arms? It doesn't seem strong enough, and their selection criteria have been lowered? Usgad said as he punched Arthur and exchanged punches.

"Perhaps, after all, you've been a bodyguard for the Bard, aren't you?" Arthur responded and continued to parry.

This mission was originally very simple, Carotta Valencia, who sells vegetables at the market, is a single mother with a daughter, because of her excellent appearance, she has been pursued by many people, she refuses all in order to take care of her daughter, but the bard Mikael is not willing to give up, so he runs to Carlotta's stall with his lute to sing, and naturally no one will come to buy vegetables during the singing.

Carrota couldn't bear to go to the comrade group to issue a commission to teach him a lesson, but when Arthur took over the task to negotiate with Mikael, the other party directly asked Usgade, a former member of the comrade group, who is now a mercenary, to decide the winner by force, and declared that as long as Arthur wins, he will not bother Carrota in the future - in this regard, Arthur can only say that he really can't understand the logic of a bard.

"Since the comrades-in-arms have expelled me, then they don't want to complete it smoothly when they meet me when they carry out their commission—" Usgad slammed into the punch again.

"Bang!" Arthur staggered out of the way, stumbling on his feet, and then slammed his fist into the back of the armor, knocking Usgad straight to the ground, causing a cheer from the surrounding spectators.

Perhaps due to the absorption of the dragon soul, Arthur felt that he was more accurate in judging the opponent's actions during the battle, and the previous stalemate was just to consume the opponent's strength, although hand-to-hand combat could not effectively dodge every attack, but he could fine-tune his posture to let Usgad smash each punch into the armor that required more physical strength or even be damaged in turn, and the person who finally knocked him down was Usged himself, who used too much force.

One of the rules of Nord brawls is that if you fall to the ground, you will be judged, and there is no room for denial in full view of the public.

"Cut." Usgade struggled to his feet, glared at Arthur, and turned away from the Mare Banner Tavern, while the real client, Mikael, followed with his harp after dropping the phrase "I won't go to Carrota in the future".

A brawl was over, and the drinkers who had nothing to see returned to their seats, except for a few Nords who occasionally looked at Arthur, who was resting by the fire, after all, this was a rare and legendary "Dragonborn".

Arthur also felt that his strength was not enough at this time, although Lord Barguf allowed himself to be recognized by the inhabitants of Snowman, but it seemed that it was completely impossible to rely on completing the tasks issued by their comrades, only in the city, it was all trivial things, and it was difficult to deal with the end, from yesterday to the whole day, counting the matter of Kemir just now, only three commissions were completed.

If it's a mission that requires going out, the content is not detailed at all, such as Amuron, who was drinking not far away, and he commissioned his comrades to find the family heirloom sword he lost during the mission, but the target area was the entire mountainous area in the snowy north - because he himself did not know where he had lost it.

The real commissions that are targeted, easy to complete, short, and easy to gain the favor of the inhabitants are those who have been attacked by wild beasts, but they have already been taken by Ella and Wilcas.

As for the very slight commissions to clear out the bandits and escort the caravans, they were divided between Farkas and Wells.

Cisco Moon is a loner, and although it seems that he is also on a mission, the details are unknown.

Although there are still some commissions from the Graymane family and the Warmania family, Krako Whitemane does not allow Arthur to take them, because it is easy to fall into the trap of fighting between the two of them - some seemingly normal commissions are likely to damage the interests of the other family in the future, and those commissions are better off if they don't have enough vision.

Regarding the specific status quo of Xueman, Arthur and the white-maned old man also understood when they talked deeply before, the war maniac family has been running the farm for generations, while the graymane produces farm tools and weapons, and the two can be said to be the biggest contributors to the establishment of Xueman, but due to the current rebellion of Storm Cloak, the two sides have a deep conflict because of political differences.

The War Mania supports the Imperial Legion, and the Greymane supports the Storm Cloak, and if it weren't for Lord Balguf and his comrades who have been neutral and suppressing them, they would probably have torn their faces and fought long ago.

"Good fight." Dressed in a maid's costume and red-skinned, Satya sat down next to Arthur and handed him a large glass of mead: "I invited it." ”

"Hmm." Because they were comrades-in-arms, Arthur was not too polite, and took a sip of the wine glass before asking, "If you want to gain the approval of the residents of Xueman, you can't fight like this, right?" ”

"Want to be a baron?" Satya seems to have been a nobleman, and is well aware of Arthur's current situation: "Snow Man is half of the Nords, and you can gain their approval just by killing the dragon and becoming a 'dragonborn', but for the rest of the inhabitants, you are just a warrior who killed the lizard." ”

"The Empire is profit-oriented, and the Brightons are very cunning, and it is not easy to do practical things to gain their approval," Satya said, and suddenly smiled, "But all the Red Guards approve of you." ”

Yes, Xue Man is the only one Red Guard, everyone else has been beaten away, Arthur rolled his eyes and continued to drink.

In fact, Arthur didn't necessarily want to be a baron, after all, the legendary dragons have awakened one after another, judging from their ferocity, they don't know what the Skyrim Province will become in the future, if he has to run for this because of his "dragonborn" status, it will be much more convenient to have a city behind him.

There is another reason, that is, after becoming a real baron, he will be assigned a house, although he is not dissatisfied with Yue Waska, but it is not a private place, people come and go, and there is only a locked cabinet for personal belongings in addition to the bed, which feels more like a barracks?

"So, do you want to listen to my advice?" Satya said, but instead of looking at Arthur, her eyes were fixed on a bottle of "Black Thorn Mead" on the counter, which was three times more expensive than ordinary mead.

"You really don't want to suffer—" Arthur shrugged, got up and asked the proprietress Hulda for a bottle, and looked at the exhortation on the face of the elderly lady, who wanted to shout that he was not charmed.

"Hehe, do you know how those residents learned about current events?" Holding a glass of Black Thorn Mead, Satya smiled, and many of the guests who had been peeking at her looked sluggish.

"What? A notice from the lord? Arthur replied with a slight unease as a group of people looked at him with jealousy and pity.

"Word of mouth," Satya pointed to her lips and then to Arthur's ear, "in recent days, some of the refugees who had lived through the Helgen incident have come to Xueman, and then the legend of the dragon's awakening has begun to appear, and most of the people were still suspicious when you pulled back the dragon bone, saying that you would be punished by the Pregunod people for digging the dragon's tomb without permission. ”

"Indeed." Arthur thought for a moment that the menacing ghouls who crawled out of the tomb were originally Ancient Nords.

"It's almost useless for you to complete the quests issued by your comrades or lieges, because they end before they spread, and no one will be happy to spread the word that is no longer time-sensitive," Satya pointed back to herself, "So, you need to ask the people in the tavern about any recent rumors and address them, so that although the rumors will disappear soon, before they disappear, the ending sentence will be added, 'This matter has been solved by the one named Arthur'." ”

"So, what's been rumored lately?" Arthur asked with a kind face.

"What's the rumor......" Satya turned her gaze back to the Black Thorn Honey on the counter.

"Hey, you're not done yet? That bottle of wine is 25 gold coins, and the fight between me and Kemir's henchmen is only 50 gold coins," Arthur paused in the middle of his words, "...... You were already playing the idea of 50 gold? Okay, okay. ”

Obviously, as the most rumored tavern, Satya is very aware of Kemir's entanglement with Carlotta, as long as someone comes to teach him success, there will definitely be a bounty in his hand, and the tavern proprietress Hulda has no pity but sadness in her eyes when Arthur buys the second bottle of wine, but Arthur can't justify it.

"Isn't that interesting? Are you short of money? Arthur, who had become a big wronged man in the hearts of everyone in the tavern, sat back beside Satya and whispered while pouring her wine, how could she really care about the tavern's maid's wages and the dividends from the sale of wine as she could beat a group of Red Guard scimitars away empty-handed?

"It's a pleasure to say like you care," Satya picked up her glass and rolled Arthur's eyes, although it seemed to others to be flattering, and then quietly took out a piece of paper with many words written on it and handed it to Arthur: "These are recent events that have been widely circulated and have not been resolved, you can pick and choose." ”

"Hmmm......"