—4E, 201, Last Seed, 23rd, 8:00 a.m.

"There are as many as three hundred robbers in the White River Overlook, shouting loudly to protect their nests, our dragonborn lord is not afraid at all, and rushed over with fifty orcs~"

Inside the Mare Banner Inn, the Bard Mikael is singing about the recent rumors, seemingly forgetting that he was almost taught a lesson by the Dragonborn not long ago.

"No, such a large number of orcs are only available in orc fortresses, but they have long been reluctant to come out." The mercenary Simmill questioned.

"You know what, that's what the captured robbers came from," Mikael said dismissively, "The Dragonborn Lord went to the Orc Fortress to borrow troops and subdue the Orc Chief by force is another story - don't interrupt me if you want to hear it!" ”

"Oh......" The drinkers and diners who gathered around the fire to listen to him nodded inexplicably.

"Hahaha-" In the cubicle on the second floor of the inn, Wells Lanting pointed at Arthur and laughed, "They doubt the number of orcs but not the number of robbers." ”

The climate in Skyrim Province is harsh, unless it is a stone house, most of the houses are only two floors, and the second floor of the hotel is the guest room and several private rooms separated by a baffle, you can see the first floor but it is not easy to be looked back again, and it is generally only used when someone does not want to be disturbed.

"After all, more than thirty robbers have been captured alive, and according to normal circumstances, there should indeed be a total number of robbers of this size," Arthur said, "But I wonder how the number of orcs has increased." ”

"It is said that orcs and ordinary Nords can fight against one against three, even if the opponent is a robber, but it is also a Nord, and those who spread rumors probably don't want to see orcs become the protagonists." Wells picked up a glass of mead: "Where's the 'dead man'?" ”

"Ufu's words, I originally wanted to invite him to join the group of comrades, but after he escorted the robbers to the western watchtower, he heard that there had been attacked by dragons, so he decided not to leave, claiming that it was the greatest honor to fight and die with dragons." Arthur shook his head and raised his glass.

"It's a pity, that's what we were going to do," Wells said, gulping down the mead, "Maybe the lord is reluctant to accept an orc out of concern, but the Comrades don't care about that. ”

"But you're not looking for me for this, are you?" Arthur put down his glass: "Roared out of Yuevascala early in the morning, and mysteriously avoided the others, if anything, I can say it now." ”

"Indeed, this matter must not be known to too many people," Wells straightened his face, "about the owner of the silver weapons you found at the White River Gazette." ”

"The Silver Hand, as I've heard, seems to be an organization dedicated to destroying the undead." Arthur replied.

"If only it were that," Wells continued, "Silver is not an ordinary precious metal, it has the function of 'steering things in the right direction', and even the necessary material to summon certain demon gods, so it has obvious restraint effect on all 'foreign objects' that are originally humans, such as vampires, werewolves, and undead." ”

"Vampires are almost exterminated, killing the undead in the tomb can get funerary goods, killing werewolves can sell furs, and if you have a conflict with people, you can get away with it by leaving the evidence that the other party is a werewolf or necromancer, so they have become tomb robbers, poachers, and murderers, so they have been declared illegal in all territories." Wilston paused: "Now the abbreviation of them is 'Silver Hand,' and there is also a sarcasm for their members who all have a lot of ill-gotten gains. ”

"So, you're going to use these weapons to find their lair nearby in order to seize those 'ill-gotten gains'," Arthur gestured to the location of Moon Waska, "That's why you can't let everyone know?" ”

"To be precise, we can't let the old man know that he is too stubborn, and we will definitely let us hand over the seized property to the lord at that time." Wells smiled: "The reason for our operation is still your trial, and I will assist you throughout the whole process as your 'shield brother'." ”

"'Brother Shield'? What does it mean to be a partner? "Although Arthur joined the group of comrades, he was still a little unclear about some traditions and rules.

"It's closer than a 'partner', and you have to protect each other with all your might, and if only one of the 'shield brothers' comes back after a mission, then that person will carry this shame for the rest of their lives, but fortunately there are not many such cases." Wells explained.

Most of the time the two of them died together, Arthur thought so, but didn't say it: "So, where are we going, do you have a clue?" ”

"Not now, but right away." Wells pursed his lips with a strange expression.

A moment later, when Satya twisted her waist and walked into the private room, put down a bottle of wine and said with a smile on her face, "Aged Black Thorn Mead, 100 Gold Coins", Arthur suddenly realized that the expression on Wells's face just now was called flesh pain.

——11:00——

Dastman's stone mound, these words are the information bought by the 100 gold coins, but it is not too unexpected, after all, the silver hand has been declared illegal by the major territories, and it is naturally impossible to enter the city or camp in a grand manner, and it is a good choice to find an ancient tomb and use it as a temporary camp, as for those ghouls who are disturbed, it is completely impossible to fight back under the blade of their silver weapons.

The cairn is only two hours northwest of the snowy west, but it was never heard of a ghoul coming back from life, and when Arthur and Wells arrived, they found it almost entirely covered in sand.

"Worthy of Dustman." Arthur laughs as he searches for the entrance to the tomb and other traces of human activity.

"Look here." Wells quickly found his target, and since it was covered in dust rather than snow and ice, and the Silver Hand had no intention of concealing it at all, the signs of walking and the carriage passing were very obvious.

"Although a batch of weapons was stolen by the bandits of the White River Overlook, they obviously have other freight channels, so we will still have to deal with the silver-armed silver-armed silver-handed, rather than the ones who are forced to use ordinary weapons." Wells's expression was a little solemn.

"What are we afraid of, we will not be restrained by that kind of thing." Arthur patted Wells on the shoulder.

"Hehe, I'll open the way." Wells laughed dryly, and pushed open the rusty iron door at the entrance to the stone cairn.

If the outside was only a "sign" of the existence of the Silver Hand, the inside was complete "evidence", with disturbed ghouls lying on the ground, some stone tables with leftover bread and barbecue, and even abandoned silver swords falling from the corners.

"There should have been someone near the entrance who was looking out for the wind, and it looks like they hadn't been gone long ago," Wells checked the food, frowning, "Maybe something happened in the depths that forced them to concentrate all their hands on it." ”

"The owner of the tomb has woken up?" Arthur had been in a similar situation and guessed in passing.

"It's not impossible, it means that there could be an encounter at any time, be careful." Wells said as he picked up his one-handed sword and cautiously advanced with his shield in hand.

Although stone mounds are generally named after their tomb owners, in fact, no tomb will bury only one person, and most of its relatives and subordinates will be buried at different depths according to the age and intimacy, and the deeper it is, the stronger it is, and from the entrance to the present, all the remains of ghouls without any human corpses can only prove that those silver hands are very powerful against ghouls.

"Hmm......" Arthur, who was a little worried about this, glanced around as he walked, this tomb was much narrower than the previous ones, at least in some passages, there was no way to wield the Sky Forge two-handed sword as usual, and if there was an encounter, it was likely that he would not be able to meet the enemy in time, so he needed - this seems good?

Before entering a new tomb hall, he spotted a pair of silver swords in the corner of the wall in good condition, and immediately walked over to pick them up, but with a clatter, Wells, who was a few steps ahead, was locked in front of him by an iron trap door, separating Arthur.

"Tsk." Not long ago, he just learned the meaning of the shield brothers, and now he let his shield brothers fall into the trap, Arthur blamed himself with a little anger: "Wells, quickly look for a switch nearby." ”

"Yes, yes, but they obviously don't want me to touch it." Wells remained in a defensive posture with his shield raised, and did not move.

They? Arthur frowned and looked behind the iron door, only to see more than a dozen men with weapons rushing from the depths of the tomb, their armor ranging from steel to leather, but all of them holding bright silver weapons in their hands.

The silver-hands thought they had a chance of victory, and after surrounding Wells, they began to say cool words: "Ha, your time of death is come, puppy. "I actually sent it to the door, and we went to find you." "There's another one outside the door?" "Whatever, deal with it together."

These guys think the iron gate can trap them? Arthur backhanded the Sky Forge two-handed sword hanging from his back, and began to look for the right angle to strike, and a burst of bright light began to gather on the sword.

No, wait...... Arthur suddenly looked at those Silver Hands, if he and Wells started to fight hard, there would always be one or two of these Silver Hand members killed, but none of them were shrouded in the "breath of death" at all, either they were super strong, or they were ......

Arthur tried to level out the power of the Sky Furnace, and as a result, Wells had a strong breath of death, but there was still nothing on the Silver Hands.

"You're the ones who will die here—" the surrounded Wells roared, and suddenly fell to the ground as if he knew what Arthur was going to do.

【Ex~calibur！ 】

Seeing that there was no more obstacle ahead, Arthur swung his sword suddenly, and the fierce and blazing half-moon light slammed into the iron door in front of him, and by the way, all the members of the Silver Hand who surrounded Wells were cut in half.

"Roar! Roar——? Wells roared and got up, then froze.

"Hey, what's going on with you," Arthur, who exhaled and walked into the tomb hall, frowned and looked at Wells, "Werewolf?" ”

At this time, Wells became huge, with thick black hair all over his body, and in addition to some human features, his head and limbs were completely wolf's head and wolf claws.

......Wells shrugged his shoulders and spread his hands in a werewolf stance, looking very helpless.

"And, can you tell me why Silverhand is a bunch of vampires?" Arthur pointed his finger at the members of the Silver Hand, who had been cut in half, but not a drop of blood had been shed, and two of them had even begun to turn to ashes.