My name is Akatosh,

This commission...... It seems to be completely reversed......

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 18th, 18:35 -

"Welcome, Lady Astoride, you are more beautiful than I ever imagined."

In the snowy city, in the winding district, in the living room of a luxurious aristocratic villa, a very small banquet was being held, and the only participants were Astrid and her husband Ainberjourn, as well as the very aristocratic man and his escort in front of him.

He wore a reddish-brown exquisite aristocratic dress, although the style was not much different from other nobles in Xueman, but from the details of the pattern of the collar of the clothes, the materials used for shawls and boots, and various exquisite accessories, it was shown that he was not an ordinary nobleman.

It was obviously a good idea to show force in front of the Dark Brotherhood, so his bodyguard, though he looked powerful, still stood silently on the sidelines, while the client showed his wealth through his real estate in Xueman, the decoration of the house, and the clothes on his body, which was just right for Astrade, who had been working on money so far.

"We generally don't eat food prepared by others," Astode, dressed in a noble dress, sat down at the banquet table and raised his chin towards the man opposite, "Aside from the boring greetings, you have three minutes to explain why you invited us." ”

More beautiful than you think? I'm afraid I already knew her appearance.

Astrades and Al Burnjoun have barely disguised their movements and appearances during their stay in the snowman, but it takes a lot of imagination to guess that a traveling noble lady is actually the leader of the Dark Brotherhood.

"My name is Amund Mortire, and I am a minor nobleman of the Empire, and this is my escort Sades, whom I can give my life," the man introduced himself, "Ma'am, please come, naturally, for business, a big business." ”

"Oh, the 'big business' of the 'little nobles'." Astode replied casually, motioning for him to continue.

"You should know that the high-ranking officials of Skyrim are in the midst of a battle between the Empire and the Storm Cloak, and this matter is a headache for the adults in the Southern Capital Province," Amund did not continue with the topic of business, but turned to current affairs: "Imperial Princess Emilia Septin volunteered to come to 'quell the rebellion', but somehow fell in love with a certain nobleman from the Stormcloak side, and it seems that she is still planning to get married, if this is hers." The counterinsurgency method is quite admirable, but unfortunately, she was abducted in the incident at the Somo embassy shortly after her engagement. ”

"You have one more minute," said Astrade, unmoved, "and we don't take the commission to save people." ”

"Of course not, her disappearance would be of some benefit to 'us', but there is no need to dwell on those things, what 'we' want to entrust to you is-" Armond leaned forward and lowered his voice slightly, "Assassination of Euryl Septin II, Emperor." ”

Touch! Astrade slapped the table and stood up, turning to look at her husband beside him, while Ainburn Jorn instantly turned into an afterimage and circled the room at great speed, and the Sades followed him like a shadow.

"There was no one nearby, at least not within a distance of hearing the conversation inside the house." Ignoring the guard completely, Ainburn whispered as he returned to Astrade's side.

"Hehe, if you dare to talk about this topic, I am naturally fully prepared, unless there is a demon god or the Holy Spirit paying attention here, there will be no fifth person who knows about the conversation between us." Armond said leisurely, and Sades stood behind him with a blank face.

"Hmph, you've managed to add time to this meeting," Astod sat back slowly, "Now you can talk more about the commission." ”

"Relying on only one princess to quell a war in a province, even the most stupid emperor would not make such a plan, although this plan was proposed by the princess herself, but the emperor gave her the entire Eastern Empire Company in addition to agreeing, and also sent half of the sharp-eyed eagles to follow, which is very intriguing." Amund took a glass of mead in front of him and drank it down.

"The emperor was originally planning to marry?" Astrid frowned slightly.

"The Eastern Empire is the largest fleet under the control of the Empire, and the two seafaring families under the command of Ufric Stormcloak, 'Lone Wind' and 'Cool Sea', suffered heavy losses in the battle with Somo, and almost completely lost control of the sea," Amund pouted, "Obviously, Oufric saw this, so he went to assassinate the High King Toig, and proved that he had no interest in the princess." ”

"Hmm, go on." Astrid pondered, and responded casually.

"'The princess is naughty', 'likes to hang out and play', that's why 'I met Esgael of the Snowhoof family when I went to visit the dragon', it's all excuses! It was clear that she was going on a blind date with the Storm Cloak nobles who had children of the right age under the protection of those sharp-eyed eagle guards! Don't think 'we' are all fools! Armond raised his voice slightly.

"So, the Emperor will come to Skyrim because of the disappearance of the princess?" Astrid asked.

"Heh, in fact, since the princess set off, the emperor has been preparing to go to the skyrim, and if he doesn't expect to, he will also bring the remaining half of the sharp-eyed eagles, and if the political means or marriage fail, it will be solved by force," Amund put down his glass and raised his hand to look around: "Maybe the 'Great Shore' Barguf can declare neutrality in the civil war in Skyrim Province, but does he dare to say the same in front of the emperor's army?" The original buffer zone has become unimpeded, and the emperor can directly kill along the White River to Windhelm City, and with the combat power of the sharp-eyed eagle, it is not a problem to capture Ufric in one fell swoop, so wouldn't his position be even more unshakable? ”

"So, you want us to assassinate the Emperor before he even arrives in Skyrim, so that while the Sharp-Eyed Eagle is busy investigating or taking revenge on Stormcloak, you'll be able to take control of the Capital Province and install a new Emperor." Astrid smiled slightly, "That's right, Mr. Member of the 'Ancient Council'. ”

"How are you...... Oh, I see. Halfway through the question, Amund followed her gaze to an accessory on his dress, and then it dawned on him, "I'm so arrogant that I don't think you know what it means." ”

It was an inverted triangular gold pendant with some ray-like stripes around it, and in the center was a strange vertical pupil, which represented the "Ancient Council" that assisted the emperor in governing before the crisis of annihilation, but it had become a real name due to Martin Septin's 100-year reign, and now that they had re-entered the political arena with the signing of the Platinum Agreement, the emperor's authority began to decline, and it was naturally impossible to tolerate such a good opportunity as the Skyrim internal war became a stepping stone for the emperor to restore his authority.

Although the Dark Brotherhood has lost contact with the Imperial Province in recent years, it is natural that the earlier history will not be lost, and the weak Olava is even more aware of this.

"Heh, the Dark Brotherhood is not interested in your plans to take control of the Empire or who the Emperor you are going to propose," Astrid stared at Mr. Councillor across from me, "I am concerned about: how much do you have to pay for this operation?" ”

"Forty thousand Septine gold coins!" Amund gestured his fingers: "Of course they can't be carried around, after confirming that the Emperor has been assassinated, someone else will tell you where they are hiding, we are very confident in the credibility of your organization, but after all...... Hehe. ”

"Hmm......," thought Astrades.

She wasn't thinking about the honorarium, in fact, even if the honorarium for this task was less, she would follow, Emperor? What about the emperor, after quantifying his own strength, the people and forces who protect him, and the difficulty of escaping after the assassination and the possible revenge, about 20,000 is an acceptable price.

However, the greatest benefit of this mission is not the gold, if it succeeds, the Dark Brotherhood will be as famous as it was after the successful assassination of an Emperor thousands of years ago, without the Night Mother and the listeners who pointed fingers.

According to the information gathered in Xueman these days, the god of beauty Di Bella killed Namira in the current realm of Marcus City, and then Poyesia killed the main god of the orcs, Maracais, and the southwest of Skyrim Province was in chaos, and all of this was caused by the listener Joker, who should have returned to the sanctuary and credited these exploits to the Night Mother, and those who stayed behind would probably be fooled into becoming followers of the Night Mother......

But where did she put the head of the sanctuary? Is it the housekeeper or the head maid who coordinates the overall situation for the "Night Mother"? In the future, you can only honestly accept the order of the strange corpse in the coffin?

Therefore, whether it is for the authority of the Dark Brotherhood or Astrade's own right to speak in the Sanctuary, this task must be accepted and perfectly accomplished, but it is naturally impossible for the councillor on the other side to know that he is already determined to succeed in this assassination, so he should be able to ask them to cooperate further as a condition for accepting the mission.

"I can agree to this commission," Astod said, "but you must provide the Emperor's detailed itinerary, the composition of his bodyguards, and the strength of his bodyguards, after all, our forces only cover Skyrim Province, and we do not know anything about the Emperor and his bodyguards who have been in the Capital Province for many years. ”

"You can rest assured that in fact, there are 'our' people in his entourage, and he will pass on the information in time, but if you plan to kill them all, you don't have to deliberately leave your hands behind." Armond raised his glass: "Respectfully, our cooperation is going well?" ”

"Heh, happy cooperation." Astrid also picked up the mead in front of him and lifted it away.