My name is Akatosh,

The Brothers-in-Arms questline ends.

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 12th, 13:32 -

'Hmm...... Berserker pestered Saber, and Archer stared out of sight, unexpectedly déjà vu. ’

[If Hakong shoots the 'Bloody Elven Arrow' at the shelter with the 'Ariet's Bow', if there is no countermeasure, even if Arthur transforms into a dragon, he will die directly.] 】

You said it yourself: if there is no countermeasure. ’

As a result of Di Bella's sudden appearance and destruction of Namira, the inhabitants of Marcus City fell into the worship of the goddess of beauty, at least in the city left behind by the dwarves, and her influence surpassed that of the other spirits in one fell swoop.

However, Namira's worshippers were very unhappy with this situation, and joined forces with the apostanders who only believed in the "Red Eagle" to cause many incidents in the city, and several people even held a dark ritual to assassinate Dibera's new saint, Twilight Shattered Shield.

Compared to other towns, the crime situation in this "Silver and Blood City" is very serious, even surpassing the rift of the City of Thieves, in short, if you kill all the inhabitants and nobles, then there must be wrongs, but if you kill one person every other, then there must be someone who escapes.

In the Joan of Arc vest, I had to stop Cicero's "Rotten Apple" plan to kill him, not only did I have to prevent Di Bella's admirers from taking Illya as a saint, but I also had to deal with the other wild oathbreakers trying to unite with the group that Gallus had rescued to attack Marcus City, and I even had to make time to give Meritia a druid.

Although there are many kinds of elves in this world, and even there are wood elves who love nature, they all look like humans with pointed ears, not only living conditions are no different, but also have never shown respect for the power of nature - most of them are due to the Holy Spirit and demon gods intervening in the real world from time to time, and "nature" that has never done so has no basis for worship.

And Meritia, who has biological energy, advocates natural reincarnation, and hates the undead, is a good place to fool, I mean transformed into a god of nature, well.

During the Marcus City event, if I hadn't "killed" a few guys who had no reason to forgive me from time to time as instructed by the Night Mother, and then dumped them at Atayumu, the vest would have fallen off a long time ago.

In short, once this is over, they must be taken back to the sanctuary, and then the rules of the Dark Brotherhood will be reworked according to this time.

[Fusion Strike Detected in Transit——]

'Fusion, you're big! ’

I glanced at Hakong in the surveillance, and as expected, the vampire Maharaja, far from the "drifting shadows" and at the summit of a low mountain, had drawn the "Ariel's Bow" and pointed it towards the shelter.

Attacking the bloodline of Akatosh with Akatosh's bow will inevitably alarm Akatosh himself, and Hakon will surely meet the wrath of the Dragon God of Time regardless of success or failure - it is a shame that Hestra was able to come up with this idea, and perhaps she began planning these things after seeing me during the siege of the Hall of the Vigilant.

The problem is that the bow is not mine, it belongs to the king of the elves named "Ali-E", and although it is not known why he blew himself into the embodiment of Akatosh, I have nothing to say as a vested interest.

If it was the original Akatosh, naturally he would not have prepared in advance, so if this arrow went down to kill the dragonborn, not only would Hakong be finished, but the snow elf prince who gave him the bow would not be able to escape, and then the elf who was abandoned by the main god he worshipped, huh...... Doomsday.

[If it were the original Akatosh, things wouldn't have developed like this at all......]

'It's noisy, shut up. ’

Hestra, who was in a rampage state, used her claws, feet, elbows, knees, and other parts to unleash a variety of unruly attacks, but Arthur, who was too fast to take the opportunity to counterattack, could only resist with difficulty.

Obviously, Hakong's control over his dependents was limited to life and death and simple and crude orders, and he asked Hestra to "kill" the members of his comrades, resulting in a Caster directly converted into Berserker, and then released the three seriously wounded brothers, the archers with almost no arrow reserves, the invisible and ineffective thieves, and the empty blue mages to play melee combat with Arthur, who still maintained most of his combat power, and most importantly, did not disobey the orders at all.

As for the Demon God's pet dog...... When it doesn't exist well.

For Arthur, there is nothing to worry about, the skill tree points to the "super undead", coupled with the power of the curry stick, it is Hestra who needs to be worried, if she is accidentally "overdone", the previous whitewashing performance will become a joke.

Next, as long as Hakon makes the decision to "eliminate Hestra and the members of the Brothers-in-Arms", then the bloodline suppression will be lifted, and then she will need to think about how to survive the attack that can "extinguish the sun".

[How to save this time? Akatosh grabbing arrows with his bare hands? 】

'No, now that the qualified beings know that I am co-opting Meritia, the sudden intervention in this matter will definitely arouse their suspicions, and they will start to speculate about what is special about this small team. ’

[But I don't see what 'arrangement' or 'countermeasures' you have laid out?] 】

'You can be multi-threaded, but you have to rely on your eyes to confirm it?' ’

After thinking for less than a second, the stupid system pulled out an additional picture-in-picture observing Valhalla: "Sgramer? 】

Although he seems to be fighting with people, there is no doubt that he is watching the heirs of his weapons, and he will certainly not ignore such an exciting thing after a short time has passed, the only question is whether he will only protect Arthur, and if that is the case, I will have time to make another move. ’

【Oh......】

'Now it's up to Hakon—'

Buzz—Hakong silently unleashed the bowstring, a pitch-black arrow that seemed to absorb all the light around it and shot towards the drifting shadow shelter.

【Stella！ Stupid system dubbing.

'Apologize to the big hero!' ’

The pitch-black arrow seemed to be slow and fast, and it had already flown out of the tower window of the shelter at the same time as I was talking trash to the stupid system, and Ella's eyes widened to reach for the quiver behind her, but it was too late to watch it fly towards Hestra and Arthur in the fierce battle.

At this moment, the light in Hestra's eyes changed from yellow to red, and then without hesitation, he switched places with Arthur who had his back to him.

While! A violent metal clash resounded through the hall, and the "bloody elf arrow" collided with the ebony shield that had been erected at the last moment, but instead of bouncing back or landing, it continued to rush forward with determination, suppressing the shield-raising Lydia back again and again.

Arthur glanced at Hestra, who had made a gesture to protect himself, but it had no effect at all, and instead stretched out his hands and pressed on Ladia's shoulders to fight against the power of the arrow with her, but even with the strength of the two of them, Ladia was still being pushed back by it.

"Is there a way to deflect it?" "No, no......" The two exchanged quickly, but at a loss.

"It was an archery technique that appeared to extinguish the sun, and it was almost impossible to be affected by external factors," Hestra said, "and, if it was intercepted for too long—"

Click! Click! Click!

The ebony shield centered on the location where the black arrow was shot, and began to radiate a large number of cracks in all directions, as if it would be completely shattered in the next moment, and the black arrow itself began to glow with an ominous red light.

'Is this an RPG......?' I'm ready to come to the rescue, what if Sgramer does get drunk?

Boom - Buzz -

The moment the ebony shield shattered, an incomparably dazzling pillar of golden light fell from the sky, completely fixing the shield that was about to scatter and the flying arrow that was about to explode, and Sgramer's golden figure immediately appeared, and he seemed to be very disgusted to pinch the black arrow and flick it, and directly caused it to disappear into the void.

"Ah, I forgot something," Sgramer said, "In addition to 'Witch Slav,' I have a legendary shield for you. 】”

He raised his hand to the ebony shields that were frozen in the air in a shattered and scattered manner, and they were immediately reassembled and put together like a time lapse, completely restored to their original form after a flash of light, the only difference was that there was a strange round relief on the surface of the shield, but on closer inspection, they were only smooth patterns.

"[I didn't name it, the brothers generally call it 'Sgrammer's Shield,'" Sgramer looked up at the sky, "[You can name it yourself—Hiccup!] 】”

The hanging pillar of golden light gradually retracted into the sky, and Sgrammer's huge figure rose and disappeared with it.

"It's called 'The Wall of Snowflakes of Glory and Perseverance.'" Ladia said to her companions.

"Ahh The members of the Brothers-in-Arms didn't seem to be paying attention to the name of a shield for the time being, and they were surrounding Hestra, who was standing quietly.

"Maharaja Hakon's attempt to kill me has lifted the suppression and control of the bloodline," Hestra looked at them with red-glinting eyes, "but like I said a long time ago, if you fail, you will not be able to turn back into a human, so you must kill me - before Hakon can find a way to control me again." ”

"Hestra......" Although the members of the comrades-in-arms surrounded her, they were still very hesitant to make a move.

Bang, bang, bang, applause rang out, and a middle-aged elegant man dressed in an old-school gentleman's aristocratic costume floated in from outside the door without touching his feet.

"I just wanted to see the end of the silver hand, but I saw a wonderful drama, and it was really worth the trip." The man said.

"Who are you?" The members of the comrade-in-arms changed formations in an instant, and protected Hestra intentionally or unintentionally.

"My name is Movas Pichern, and I'm a vampire nobleman who lives in the ancient city of Sattar near Wintercastle," he nodded to Hestra, "I think you should have something to do with me, Hakon and I are not all the way, since you are confused about your future, why don't you come to me to be a maid for a while?" ”

"Uh......" Hestra hesitated.

This guy is really enough, after being fooled by me, he is addicted to taking maids, and now whoever runs into Sattar will definitely think that he has entered the maid café - although there is no such concept now.

Glancing at Hakong's surveillance, he was a bit lucky when Sgrammer arrived, turning around and leaving as soon as Movas appeared.