My name is Akatosh,

What are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?

- 4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 18th, 0:00 -

"Hey, hey, hey~ (Heart) Mother~ It's a new day, is there a new task~ (Spades)"

"Woooooooooo......oo Help......"

"Zag! You're on a night tour again! ”

"Huh...... Dwelling in the temple of the god of steam, he is not afraid of divine punishment. ”

"Sophie—hungry—"

It was the middle of the night, and the guys I monitored were even more noisy than during the day, but I couldn't leave them alone, and if I asked my sister to remind her like before something bad was going to happen and then go to the rescue, Zela Pesh and Joan of Arc would definitely fall off their horses.

I used to laugh at Arthur's current boss as a creep in the future, but the multi-threading that I used to encounter once in a while is now a daily routine.

Thankfully, Arthur, Amile, and Zela were all asleep, and I could get them all in the Songard courtyard.

In conclusion, the first one is-

——0：01——

Sanctuary of the Dark Brotherhood, Intelligence Room.

Sister A still hasn't returned, but the others seem to have been frightened by Cicero's big words, and Nazr has given Cicero all the information he has gathered so far, such as the list of "dark rituals have been held" and "it is likely that dark rituals are intended", as well as the contents of the commission.

Then the Joker picks out a group of those contracts, and asks the "Night Mother" one by one if it is acceptable, I don't know if he is crooked or guessed my principles, these goals have all been deliberately harmed by different means, just like Namira's group of believers, if the Brotherhood completes this contract, these goals will basically end up being thrown to Atayum.

Then there are those who have made mistakes and are hated, or who are passively involved in certain things and "know too much", and this batch of contracts is also acceptable, and they will eventually deal with it like Guiro and Margaret, and if they really have no magical qualifications, they will change their appearance and become another person.

The last group is the ritual contract where the client itself is problematic and the target is basically innocent, they will be ignored, and even if someone forcibly accepts it to carry it out, it will inexplicably fail as it has done several times before.

[Atayum is afraid that it will be overcrowded] the stupid system complained.

'Since the group of mages of the Order have taken the [Eye of Magnus], they have to do their part honestly. ’

"Hey, hey~ (Heart) Mother~ It's a new day, is there a new mission~ (Spades)" On the screen, Cicero jumps around in front of the iron coffin of the Night Mother.

I really wanted Joan of Arc to get out of bed and give him a kick.

"[None]"

——0:02——

The mountains in the southwest of Dugu City, the altar of Luit.

Cauldrons, alchemy tables, dried herbs and strange ingredients, and many tents for the sick to rest in all of these things make the area around the altar look like a traveling medical camp, and it is.

When I kicked out the game, I thought that his saint should be a madman dedicated to spreading the plague, and I came to him to solve it, only to find out that he was a traveling doctor who studied and cured all kinds of plagues.

The name of the clean Kaishi, which inherited the difficult to pronounce and incomprehensible naming style of the tiger people, was somehow simplified to "white stone" by the patients who screamed and screamed, and finally added a "holy" prefix to the patients who were grateful but did not know how to repay it.

Although I don't know what the original Ruitt thought of him, judging by the thread of faith provided by those who were healed, the skinny dragon could probably only pinch his nose and admit it.

"Woooooooooo......oo Help......" Eddie Septin, the princess stand-in who was sleeping in a sleeping bag in a tent in the camp, but kept muttering to herself with a pained expression: "Why are you chasing me......"

Mercer Frey and Stamz Ochendo were on a nearby table, recording the effects of the medicine and the words of the night.

All I can say is that these two guys are shrewd enough, Mercer grabbed her hand at most after taking Eddie away, and Ashraishi's disciple Ochendo asked Add for her advice before letting him smell the incense, and Eddie agreed for some reason, and I couldn't find a reason to teach them a lesson.

[They are using the nightmare of various demon gods attacking her to try out the princess's way to kill the demon god]

It's a good idea, but unfortunately it's not realistic. ’

Even if Mercer did capture Amir, he would not get any results, after all, the "Straight Death Eye" can only be used on living creatures, what are the things in the dream realm...... Didn't she have to wait for Arthur to save her from the nightmare she had strayed into before?

There is no problem here for the time being, just use Valmina's priesthood to give her a sweet dream, then the next one is......

——0:03——

Wintercastle, Mage Academy.

After I rescued Margaret, I habitually threw her into the mage academy because she was a magician, and as for her as a spy for the Imperial Legion, I only talked to Savos Aran and a few masters of various schools, asking them to strengthen the secrecy of the information that was inconvenient to disclose.

But not long ago, it seemed that Kind-hearted Guiro was planning to gather a group of magicians to study the "new magic system", and Margaret was among the invitees, which made people scratch their heads.

Margaret readily agreed, and began to pass on the research progress to Dugu City from time to time, but the masters thought that these contents were not enough to meet the standard of "inconvenient disclosure", so they simply let them go.

However, the other apprentices, who were aware of the clues and had a strong sense of collective honor, decided to find evidence to expose her, and Zag, the tiger man who was confident in stealth, volunteered to search Margaret's house in the middle of the night while she was away, only to be caught right out of the house.

"Zag! You're on a night tour again! Gui Luo shouted.

"Shhhh

"What? Want to intercede for yourself? For the sake of you just going out of the house, turn around and go back immediately, and I will treat you as if you never came out. Gui Luo came over with a lantern.

"Zag is not afraid of punishment—" The Tiger Man lowered his voice, "But Zag can't tolerate spies in the Academy—we're sure Margaret is secretly delivering the news—"

"Heh, do you want to say that in the 'Magic Research Department' I formed, the person in charge of the 'Metal Department' is a spy?" Gui Luo smiled.

"You may not believe it, but Zag has proof-"

"Do you think we don't know?"

"Gah?"

The tiger man opened his mouth, and Gui Luo directly pushed his shoulders and turned around half a circle and stuffed them back into the Hall of Faces.

"The god of wisdom knows everything." The old man finally said to him.

'It doesn't seem like a big problem here, just don't go and make a noise with Zela, then, next. ’

——0：04——

Southwest of Windhelm, Lake Yogrim.

The fishermen who fish in the lake every day in the vicinity would never have imagined that the bottom of this calm lake is a solid ice that will not melt for thousands of years, and on the solid ice at the bottom of this lake, there are two "people" standing.

"Huh...... Dwelling in the temple of the god of steam, he is not afraid of divine punishment. One of them, dressed in splendid aristocratic attire and carrying a splendid longbow behind him, spoke mockingly, and the surrounding waters of the lake could not approach him at all.

"Septin implied that a guard trap had been placed everywhere they went, and we couldn't approach it without being detected." The other man looked like an ordinary lumberjack worker, but his overall momentum did not fall half a point behind the "nobleman", and he had no intention of continuing the topic of gods, and instead asked, "You have been stopped by Sgramer once before, and you still insist on being an enemy of the Dragonborn?" ”

"Hmph, do you expect them to give the Elder Scrolls away? And we're not going to die when these nosy wolf cubs ruin the Silver Hand. The nobleman snorted, "Even Sgramer can't protect them after they leave the surface and enter the 'Black Fall'. ”

"There, the Dragonborn certainly don't have protection, but you have two more mortal enemies, so it doesn't matter?" The worker paused: "But they don't know me." ”

"I've never seen those two guys as opponents, they care too much about things, and the spread is too big," the nobleman looked down at his feet, "We'll break this place after that old thing in Signos loses the sense of magic trap." ”

"Heh, you're the boss." The worker replied.

Then the two "people" fell silent again.

'Isn't this Hakong and Hearn?' Praying mantis catching cicadas and yellow finches behind? ’

You are the biggest yellow finch. 】

'I'm a hunter! ’

Yes...... It's a bit more troublesome here, you have to set up a magic array to let the ice be broken and close quickly, otherwise the lake will leak out.

——0:05——

Deep in the ruins of Eltanvod, the Temple of the God of Steam.

"Sophie—hungry—"

The little girl in a pink and white thick dress, with a pair of small white horns on her forehead, and a tail flicking behind her, walked out of the temple with misty eyes and muttering, and a rabbit lying on her head.

"Miss? It's not even the second half of the night, and you can rest for a while. Lydia, who was on the night watch, was sitting on a stone chair in the doorway, and greeted Sophie when she saw her.

Boom, Sophie, who didn't see the road at all, hit a fallen stone pillar, and she took a few steps left and right with a puzzled expression, but the pillar was too long to go around.

"Little—" Lydia stood up as if ready to help.

Click, click, pop! The little girl opened her mouth wide and gnawed off the pillar, and then seemed to feel bad and spit out a pile of rubble.

"Little-sister, walk slowly." Looking at the rubble in front of the temple, the baron's guard sat back down.

'Arthur is it okay?' My daughter sleepwalked and ran away in a place full of dwarves and machines. ’

[Because she doesn't need to worry at all, what she needs to worry about is encountering her dwarven machine.] 】

'What about the snow elves?' I gestured to the skinny creature that Sophie was approaching her in the direction she was heading.

[Where did the snow elves come from...... Hey? Really. 】

'Oh your head! As a system, you don't even know that you're farming? I lifted up my hand and pulled it on its wings.

[But there is no snow elf here at all...... Woo woo woo ......】

"Ah~Pretty Miss~" The snow elf spoke, and it was a standard Nord, if you look closely, its eyes are slightly open, not completely degraded and closed like ordinary snow elves, and although the body is thin, it is still much stronger than ordinary snow elves, and the armor on its body is more in line with human aesthetics.

"My name is Yet, and I'm a scout of the Snow Elf Kingdom, and I'm in charge of guiding the way for every surface adventurer who wants to visit, can you take me to your father?"

Sophie swallowed the self-proclaimed Snow Elf of Art in one gulp.

[Hahahaha! 】

I don't know what this is all about, but I let him stay in the storage area anyway, and then hint that Sophie should go back and spit it out. ’

[This is your pot, didn't you go to purify Vershuo? I'll give you a glimpse of the current situation of the black fall. The stupid system flapped its wings and flew over and touched the globe, and a new live feed popped up.

Under the bright "sunlight", many handsome snow elves whose appearance is not much different from their surface compatriots such as high elves and wood elves are living like humans in a magnificent city.

It's a shame that you've created a nation, the former Snow Elf Archbishop.