My name is Akatosh,

I'm here...... Anyway, can the Night Mother resign?

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 3rd, 8:19 a.m.

On the shores of Lake Irintana, the "Hunter's Rest" hut.

The name is so called because Arthur's old hunter's adoptive father carved a sign and hung it on the wall outside the main entrance of the hut, which makes it easy for people with a little bit of insight to see it: is this a hunter's resting place, or is it a wooden house called the "hunter's resting place"?

"Uh...... Well...... Hey? Apparently Ella was in this confusion.

"Don't think about it, I've never seen strange hunters come here to stay overnight, and they'd rather go to Phocles a little farther away to rest, so it's just the name of the house, and it's the same as 'Grimm Jasmine Witch's Villa'." Arthur knocked on the sign at the door and pushed open the door to the cabin.

Speaking of the dwellings of the harpy witches, he had to admit that even if they changed their forms, they would still seek the comfort of life, although the "bird's nests" were made of tree branches, the walls and ceilings were well protected from the cold of the night, the soft hay on the floor was no different from the carpet, and the blankets they brought from trading with ordinary people were almost the same as inns when they stayed overnight.

"It is easy to cause doubts and misunderstandings, and maybe it can be renamed 'Wanghu Manor'." Ladia said, looking at her surroundings.

"It's really an aristocratic name." Ella glanced at her.

"Lord Baron is also a nobleman now." Lydia replied calmly.

The reason why he came here was partly because his previously separated companions wanted to see where Arthur used to live, and on the other hand, Arthur himself had a certain luck mentality - since the God of Hunt had been eliminated or replaced by the subordinates of the Dragon of Time, and all the information about Helsing had been fine-tuned, would his adoptive father, who had died because of Helsin, suddenly come out?

The furnishings of the house, which were almost indistinguishable from when he left not long ago, proved that he was thinking too much.

"Wow!" "Whew!"

Outside, Barbas, who had no interest in the cabin because he had been to the house once, was barking at the wolf spirit of Riya, and the little wolf was not to be outdone.

That's right, this translucent blue wolf cub, which is less than an arm's length and can easily be held in the arms of a little girl, is the wolf spirit that she attracted from the pile of burning feathers, and now follows Ria like a normal pet, but for unknown reasons it is not pleasing to the eyes of Barbas.

When the feathers burned out, and the wolf cub emerged from Ria's body, even Ella, who was far away, had blue light being pulled, and there was a trace of blue smoke being sucked away from Sindin's body - he was now unable to transform into a werewolf, and was happily planning the rest of his life, so naturally he didn't follow.

All the Harpy Witch who provided the pile of feathers asked was to clear the robbers who had entrenched in a cave southeast of Phocles called "Shame of Hymar", and since they were basically on the way, Arthur and his party not only wanted to visit the cabin, but also planned to take Ria, or Lavisia, back to Phocles to see her parents.

"Whew!"

"Wow!"

"[Quack-oh]"

“……”

"Sophie?" Arthur opened the window and looked out, she didn't seem to have much interest in the house, but she couldn't get involved with the two dogs (?). Let's quarrel.

As expected, Babas was nothing, and the ghost wolf was frightened by Sophie's momentary dragon threat and fell to the ground.

"Babas, don't bully 'Harty'!" Ria walked over and picked up the wolf cub and taught the dog a righteous lesson.

The little wolf was named "Hatti" by the girl, and although it seemed to be unhappy with the sneezing name, the protests were ineffective, and in any case, the mission to exorcise the werewolf blood of Ria was completed, and the witches were also hooked up, and if anyone else needed to clean up the bloodline, they could come back then, at least Ella had no interest in it.

"Wang?" Seeing that Ria turned and walked away, Barbas spread out his two front paws towards Arthur, even if he didn't speak, his meaning was still understood by Arthur instantly: "Blame me?" ”

In short, it's better to leave early, Arthur looked up at the sky, that dragon power scared away the surrounding wild animals, and it was a trivial matter to not be able to eat barbecue at noon and only go to the lake to catch fish, in case it attracted a dragon, and he had to perform a live dragon slaying and sucking dragon soul, maybe it would scare children again.

——11:57——

On the outskirts of Phocles City, Corpse Light Farm.

Since he had been to Phocles several times before, he had adapted to the strange naming style of this cemetery city, Arthur was not too surprised, as for the other companions, they had either grown up here since they were children or were well-informed and had amazing experiences, and there was even a sage of the demon god, it was impossible to make a fuss.

"Akai is on top, Ria? Is that you? Mathis, the farmer, exclaimed as he looked at the girl outside the door.

Mathis and Indara of the Corpse Light Farm, Arthur had also seen them when they were selling prey before, and the husband and wife did not seem to be very harmonious, and they often quarreled, but there seemed to be some kind of existence that was cherished by both parties to maintain the relationship, and now that I think about it, it should be this girl Lavisia, whom she had not met in Falcres before.

"It's me, Daddy," Ria replied, "and it's these heroes who saved me." ”

"This ...... This ......" the farmer was incoherent and overwhelmed.

This is also the response that was discussed before, as for the mysterious mage who really saved her, and the strange appearance a year ago, it is better not to tell the couple who thought their daughter was dead before they have definite information, presumably they have no time to tell if Ria has grown taller in addition to being surprised.

"We are the Artoria and ...... of the Knights of the Round Table Galahad," Arthur said to Mathis, who had met but hadn't talked much, presumably not connecting a hoplite with a former Orion, and that he and Lydia were trustworthy enough, "They were Trist and Mordred." ”

"Wang?" If a dog could make a human expression, Barbas would have a hard time saying it.

"Mordred?" Sophie tilted her head: "It's amazing." ”

After all, the name of the comrade-in-arms group is not suitable for playing now, if those silver hands are eyeing this couple, it is a troublesome matter, even if they have suspicions, this ordinary couple does not have the connections to know what happened in Xueman City.

"We are committed to destroying werewolves, vampires, and annihilators," seeing that the farmer was still in shock, Arthur simply said the adaptation of the setting adapted from the vigilant: "We have been eyeing that werewolf for a long time, so we were able to save your daughter when he made a move, but she was still very badly injured, so we didn't have time to inform you and took her away for treatment, this time we came first to return her daughter, and secondly to apologize for it." ”

"No, nothing, I mean......" Mathis suddenly took two steps back and shouted loudly towards the shack on the other side of the farmhouse that appeared to be a warehouse, "Indara! Our daughter is back! ”

"You're finally crazy? You can't just let people be alone for a while...... Is it? A withered woman with a hoarse voice pushed open the door and walked out of it, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she was stunned.

"Huh?" Although it was only for a moment, Arthur could be sure that the woman had a fierce killing intent in her eyes when she first pushed the door open, and if she was in the warehouse, could it be the killing intent of rats and cockroaches?

"Lavisia! My baby! Indara rushed over, took Ria in her arms, and cried aloud, for it was impossible to see anything in her eyes.

"Mom, Ria is fine." The girl comforted her at a loss, and Hattie was so frightened that she jumped out of the way.

"Citis bless...... Citis blessed...... "Indara refused to let go at all, and kept muttering to herself.

This is...... Could it be? Arthur motioned for Ladia to explain to the couple, and then walked towards the small warehouse himself.

——12:07——

This is an ordinary farm warehouse, in addition to bags of seeds, dried vegetables, dried meat, there are also damaged agricultural tools and furniture, perhaps because of the bad harvest, the originally small warehouse is only half piled up, and the other half of the empty ground, drawing a strange magic array composed of dried blood, judging from the few dead chickens next to the array, it can basically determine the source of the killing intent in the eyes of Ria's mother and what she is doing.

She's trying to summon the Dark Brotherhood.

For this assassination organization, Arthur had heard of it before, and it was not until he joined the comrades-in-arms that he learned from the exact archives, their predecessor was the "Morrag Gang" that used to spread throughout the Tamarel continent, and was separated from it due to the emergence of the "Night Mother" and the Five Creeds, after hundreds of years of pursuit and counter-killing, the Morrag Gang was almost extinct on the Tamarel continent, and Skyrim Province was the sole power of the Dark Brotherhood.

The dark ritual that summoned them was not effective in itself, the important thing was to spread the word that "she was performing a dark ritual", and the rumor that "a mother who had lost her daughter was performing a dark ritual to kill the murderer" itself had a certain amount of propagation, and it is uncertain whether they had sent someone to contact them and whether they had accepted the commission.

"Close, close, close, close......" Arthur subconsciously spoke, but couldn't continue, because he didn't know any spells other than the words "Close", and besides, the ritual itself was not important, how could a group of assassins connect with the magic circle that the peasant women had drawn haphazardly?

"Please take Ria away." As soon as Arthur walked out of the warehouse, he was confronted by Indara with a much more relaxed look, but still with murderous intent in her eyes, and although Lydia was telling the "details" of the "Knights of the Round Table" tracking down werewolves and healing ria, the mother was not interested at all.

"What do you mean......" Arthur guessed, but couldn't be sure.

"Maybe you didn't know when you first arrived, but the news that I summoned the Dark Brotherhood to kill that werewolf has been known to all of Phocles," Indara said firmly, "Even if my daughter is safe, the beast must die, so please take Ria away to prevent him from escaping and returning to take revenge." ”

But Sindin was now a complete mortal, under the supervision of the Harpy Witch, and it was impossible for the Assassins to find him if they followed the usual methods of finding the common wild werewolves.

"Is that good? After all, you thought she was dead, and you were going to say goodbye when you just met...... And we can't guarantee that we won't get into danger. Arthur replied.

"Actually, you want to keep her, right?" Indara seemed to want to smile, but in the end she just tugged at the corners of her mouth: "The strange little wolf she was holding should be the reason why she was attacked by werewolves and you were willing to take her in, it must be a very rare talent, very helpful in battle." ”

"Uh......" Arthur said, although it was true that he wanted to keep Ria, but the reason was not that, in comparison, "find a playmate for Sophie" was more important than what she said.

"I'm not very demanding, just take her to see us once in a while." Indara's voice was low, and Arthur couldn't say anything for a while, so he nodded silently.

"Don't worry, her father will leave it to me." Receiving Arthur's affirmative reply, the mother seemed to recover in an instant, rolled up her sleeves and walked towards Mathis.

Although there was a strange misunderstanding, at least the purpose of the trip was successfully achieved, Arthur shrugged.