—4E, 201, Last Seed, 19th, 20:00 —

The climate of Skyrim Province is cold, half of the area is covered with snow all year round, even if the Nords are naturally hardy, it does not mean that they are willing to endure the cold all the time, therefore, most Nords will have a fire pit in their house, whether it is their own house, an inn or even a lord's longhouse, the most striking thing at a glance is the fire pit burning in the middle of the house.

Outsiders may wonder if it would be too dangerous to build a fire pit in a house, but in fact, these fire pits were the first things the Nords built when they built a house, they first determined the location of the fire pit, and then built the frame of the house with wood and stone around it, and when a new house was officially completed, lighting the fire pit in the middle of it was a sign of completion, and the owner and his friends and builders would celebrate it with a celebratory feast.

The base camp of the Brothers-in-Arms, the "Moon Vaska" longhouse, also known as the Honey Hall, is located on the high ground north of the winding area, and is the second tallest building in the entire snowman, and it even has its own wall, and the internal defenses are complete, it looks like a city within a city, and in fact it exists before the official establishment of Xueman.

When Arthur walked into the hall of Moonvasca, he saw a large circular fire pit blazing and many tables and chairs surrounding it, this image gave him a strong sense of déjà vu, and the dark figure of a certain impression of constantly screaming "Ya-Thur-" gradually became clear, and at the same time there was another slender figure with blond hair and blue eyes, he/she wielded a two-handed greatsword and wore heavy armor, but the color was uncertain, it seemed to be pure white and seemed to be blue or even pitch black.

"Oh, it's not very common," Ella explained, seemingly misunderstood the reason for Arthur's frown, "We don't usually have any differences in tasks, because of the different divisions of labor, but newcomers are likely to compete for the same task, and it will end up like this." ”

"Drink!" "Hard!" "Beat him down!" "Punch!"

In the corner of the spacious hall, a brawl was taking place, in what the Snow Man guards called "Nord characteristics", and the two sides were a brown-haired man who looked like an Imperial and a tall Nord woman, and the surrounding spectators cheered on from time to time.

Perhaps in other provinces of the Septin Empire, there is such an argument as "If you beat a woman, are you a man", but in Skyrim Province, something similar has become "You can't even beat a woman, and you are worthy of being a man?" Thinking about it this way, those Red Guard scimitars who were beaten away by Satya are very tragic, even if the Snow Man guards don't forbid them to enter the city, I'm afraid they won't have the face to come back.

"Aunt Tilma—" Ria flew into the arms of a gray-haired old woman who was still calmly sweeping the floor even though there was a fight over there, and although she should have called her grandma according to her age, Arthur glanced at her and decided to give up the reminder - the piercing eyes did not look like a twilight old man at all.

"That's Artis and Nygarda Stonearm," Wells further explained the battle, "and neither of them liked the task of driving away wild beasts, keeping law and order, and protecting caravans, and most of them were fighting for some task of clearing a bandit camp. ”

"Aren't they usually idle?" Arthur expressed doubt, although he had only cleared out two or three groups of robbers, but he also knew very well that most of the robbers did not have any good targets for robbery, the towns and caravans were guarded, and the pedestrians who dared to go on their own were either penniless or powerful, and their activities were more illegal mining, mammoth poaching, and tomb robbing, and the lords generally did not issue warrants for such robbers.

"Perhaps, I've always disliked missions where you have to fight others," Ella responded, taking two steps forward, "You two! Hurry up and finish, we have guests! ”

When the woman named Nicada heard this, her movements immediately became swift and powerful, and three hooks in a row hit Artis in the face, directly knocking him to the ground: "As far as your kung fu is concerned, it is better to do safe tasks honestly, anyway, no matter how much you earn, you will turn your head and give it to that guy Satya, right." ”

Although it felt like there was a story in it, it was better not to ask, and Arthur turned to look at the other onlookers.

Apart from those who looked like ordinary comrades-in-arms, only four people caught Arthur's attention, first the two male warriors who looked like Wells, who were walking around, they might be three brothers, and then a kind old man who sat in the corner and looked at everyone in the hall with a caring gaze, with a kind old man with white beard but good spirits, and a bald man who sat next to him, who was still vigilant even in the base camp, blind in one eye, and looked dangerous.

"Hey, Wells, I heard you single-handedly killed a six-meter-tall giant?" "Although it is rumored that there is moisture, at least it is about four meters from the head, are there any injuries?" Wells's brothers walked over, and the bold-looking one gave him a hug directly, while the more stern one stood aside and asked.

"Well, this is Arthur, who helped us defeat the giants, and this is my two older brothers, Farkas and Wilcas," Wells, the youngest, struggled to introduce to both sides.

"Hmm...... Sounds like you should have a brother named Fas. Arthur teased at them.

"Ha, the old man of our family had this plan, but unfortunately he died in that great war between the Empire and the Elves." Farkas said.

"......" Arthur was silent for a moment, at this point it was not appropriate to say sorry or pretend not to care, after all, more than twenty years had passed since the war, but its effects have continued to this day, and even he himself was an orphan of that war - although this is doubtful.

"I'm going to take Arthur to Krako," Ella said to the awkward men, "I think you have a lot to tell Wells." ”

"Ah, yes, yes, you guys, take care of yourself." Farkas was punched several times by his brothers before noticing what he was talking about, and grinning as he led Wells towards the quarters.

"The living quarters of Moon Vasca are the basements under the Honey Wine Hall, where all the members of the Brothers-in-Arms live, and they also have excellent defensive functions, even if the main entrance is broken from the outside, it will be more difficult to break into the living quarters," Ella looked in the direction the three Wells brothers had left, and said to Arthur, "Let's go and meet Krako Whitemane, he is our prophet, and you can only stay if he agrees." ”

"Wait, I'm just here for one night, and I'll leave after reporting to the lord, so there's no need to meet any big people." Arthur was inexplicably a little apprehensive about the mysterious old man with white hair.

"Hey, that's not good, entering Yuehuaskar means that you are related to your comrades, either join us to enjoy the wine, or lie down and go out as an enemy." Ella grabbed Arthur's armarmor to prevent him from escaping.

"There's no third way?" Arthur didn't plan to run away, but remembered the reaction of those snow-man guards before - you walked with the people of the comrade group, you chose a bright future - I see, it seems that they have become a tradition of abducting people.

"Of course," Ella pulled Arthur towards the white-haired old man and the bald man in the corner of the hall, "If you fail the test or are rejected by Krako, you can leave as you please, but you must not take another step." ”

Such a person must be despised by the whole city, Arthur quietly rolled his eyes.

"Ella, what kind of person did you bring with you?" The bald one-eyed man looked at Arthur: "Although he looks like a warrior, he walks like a farmer or a hunter." ”

"I promise he's strong, Cisco Month," Ella let go of her hand and tapped the recessed part of Arthur's iron armor, "He can single-handedly pick on a giant without falling behind." ”

"That's what you said the last time you introduced Artis and Usgade, one can single out an entire lair of robbers, and the other can subdue a saber-toothed tiger with his bare hands," Cisco Moon stared at Arthur with the only remaining single eye, "But Artis is a stalker, and Usgate only fights with his fists - could he just run faster than the giants?" ”

"That's right, I used to be a hunter and was good at escaping, and that hulking guy couldn't catch up with me at all, and then I was cooked by Wells and Ella." Directly guessed the facts, Arthur has nothing to hide.

"Hmm......" Hearing Arthur's words, Cisco Yue was also stunned for a while, and he didn't seem to be able to find any other places to pick on at all.

"Hehe, young man, come to me." The beard was white, and it was supposed to be Krako Whitemane's old man beckoning to Arthur.

"Krako, I think we've recruited a bit of nobodies lately," Cisco said to the old man, "Not only do they need a long time of training, but they are also inexperienced, and I still insist that we should recruit those fighters who have been famous for a long time. ”

"Sometimes people with fame will come to us to realize their ideals, and there will also be young people with ideals who come to us to seek fame," the old man replied, "It doesn't make a difference, their heart is the most important thing." ”

"Very well," Arthur was now standing in front of the old man, and Krako Whitemane looked at him for a moment with his deep and intelligent blue eyes, "I see a soul that is tenacious, indomitable, full of strength, and has strong beliefs. ”

"Wow, it's the first time I've heard Krako describe someone else's soul in more than two words." Ella exclaimed quietly.

Ideal? Arthur frowned slightly, he was just a hunter, although he was inexplicably involved in the dispute between the Imperial Legion and the Storm Cloak, and came to Xueman to report in order to help Ximu Town, and obtained some kind of extraordinary power, but he didn't have any subjective will, as for what happened after the report, he really didn't have time to plan.

"I'm sorry, sir, I didn't think of it for a while." Arthur finally shook his head.

"Then set a closer goal," the old man smiled, "How about raising your skills to the point where you can actually defeat the giants head-on?" It's still early to bedtime, so maybe you can go to the martial arts arena and have a chat with Cisco. ”