My name is Akatosh,

Why do these people always make appointments to do things together...... Phew, it's bitter.

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 23rd, 22:35 -

Skyrim, the lonely city.

Ainberjourn is a powerful werewolf, but he has never been infected with "werewolf disease", nor has he received the "blessing" of Helsin, and the ability of "werewolf transformation" is completely self-awakening, which is part of his power, except for the uncontrolled transformation into a werewolf on the night of the full moon, there is no risk of losing his mind and other side disadvantages.

Werewolves like him were called "wild werewolves" to the "blessed" of Helsing, but after Ainberjourn beat everyone down in the "burly cave" where they often congregated, they didn't dare to call him that anymore.

With the induction between werewolves, he is very aware of the fact that there is a group of werewolves in the comrade group, but there is no benefit in exposing them, and it is very troublesome to push the comrade group that has always turned a blind eye to the dark brotherhood to the enemy side.

However, there is a more troublesome thing now, Astrade, his wife, the current leader of the Dark Brotherhood in Skyrim, due to the return of the Night Mother and the loss of prestige, may soon become the "former leader", and the successor should not be the crazy clown, most likely Gallus or the newly joined but extremely active Jeanne Darke.

However, with Astrid's personality, it is completely impossible for her to quietly admit defeat.

For example, Ainburnoun and Astod have known each other since childhood, and their parents are engaged to each other, but they are interrupted by a great war between the Empire and Somo, and the two families are separated.

After Ainburnoun awakens the werewolf bloodline, he finds himself unable to live a normal life and asks Astrid to dissolve the marriage, only to be beaten violently, declaring that "no one wants to take what belongs to me unless I give it up myself!" ”。

As for the trivial matter of discovering each other as werewolves/joining the Dark Brotherhood in the process of beating each other, there is no need to mention such trivial things.

Now, in order to compete with the Night Mother for influence, Astrid has accepted the contract to assassinate the Emperor, and although Ainberjourn has doubts about this, he does not intend to persuade her to give up, as a husband, it is an obligation to bring her what her wife wants.

With this in mind, Al Bryorn, dressed in a sackcloth shirt, barefoot, with unkempt hair, and the appearance of a dock worker, walked into the dock of the port of Dugu City.

——22:48——

Not that one...... This one is not right either......

Ironbjourn moved goods from and fro in the dockyard like a real dock worker, after all, this manual work was usually hired on a temporary basis, and he was not allowed to board the ship at all, so the inspection of the workers on the docks was completely careless, even if his physique was clearly a cut above the casual workers.

Earlier today, a total of twenty-five battleships of the Imperial Royal Fleet arrived in the port of Dugu City, and each of these large seven-story, four-masted galleons would cause a burst of cheers from the onlookers at the docks, as if they had seen the fleet march eastward, blasting the Windhelm City to pieces.

I have to say that they are too naïve, this fleet is obviously used by the Emperor to show his strength to the wavering "centrists" of Skyrim Province, if they really go to fight with the fleet of Storm Cloak, there is no one happier than those Somo.

Now Ainberjourn was looking for ships to transport supplies, and supplies had always been a hassle for large fleets of ships, and since the sailors were overstaffed, the temporary sailors' rooms occupied the compartments of ammunition, materials, and subsistence warehouses, so that they had to abandon the combat effectiveness of one or two of the ships and use all the compartments for supplies, including the Emperor's use, of course.

Since the Emperor had just arrived, and since Toig had a precedent of being assassinated, even if the Emperor himself dared to eat the things from the sky, those of his royal guards would not agree, so he would definitely still use the ship's supplies a few days ago, and in this way, it would be Astrade's chance.

[Garingen] is the most poisonous and weird thing in the world of Tamariel and even Nain, there is no problem with smelling it, and it has no effect on the bleeding wounds, the only thing that cannot be done is to enter the mouth, the taster will die before he has time to taste it, it is like a prank of the demon god.

However, there will definitely be someone to test the poison in advance before the emperor eats, and such a ferocious poison will definitely be discovered, and at this time, another thing will need to be used - Neengen.

It is a poisonous, slow-acting herb that plays a role in many alchemical healing formulas, but when it is mixed with Garingen, it undergoes a wonderful change, Garingen will continue to absorb all the toxicity of the Neringen, and its own toxicity will completely disappear before it is completely absorbed.

This "delayed onset" can easily bypass the tester unless he tries it half a day in advance.

"Found ......," Ironborne's gaze swept over the waterline of one of the sailboats, which remained as calm as it had been when most of the ships had been lightly ashore by the sailors.

The werewolf bent down, pressed the small waterproof herbal pouch in his hidden pocket, took a few steps back by the change of light and shadow to hide in the shadows that the torches couldn't illuminate, and then silently sank himself into the water.

——23:51——

Darkness falls, Twilight.

Within a few hours, countless mechanical spiders, a large number of spherical guards, and even a few tall centurions were turned into scrap metal by the sudden attack of arrow towers, spear traps, and spinning blades, and even if one or two lucky spherical guards rushed to the gates of the city wall under the cover of other machines, they would be destroyed by the battering hammer and the snow elves and adventurers guarding there.

At this point, the dwarven mechanical army retreated slightly to avoid the fire from the arrow towers on the walls, and the snow elves, who thought they had won a temporary victory, cheered hoarsely, but Art looked worried.

Unlike his earthy or stupid compatriots, he figured out the mechanical patterns of action an hour or so after the battle began.

They had clearly received instructions to "move" the interior of the city, and there was only one way for these one-sided machines to do so - go to the gates, smash them open, enter them, and be beaten to pieces by traps and guards.

And now, they have retreated, not some kind of victory that the fools are cheering about, but only that their commander has finally appeared, and that man or something else will adjust the plan of attack according to the results of the current attack, which the City Watch cannot cope with with the separate city guards.

"Where are you......" Art commanded a heavy dwarven crossbow, squinting his eyes and using his sight to find any unusual individuals in the besieging mechanical army.

It's likely that the Commander uses the same form as the other machines, but there is still a way to find it - while the metal heads don't actively look at the Commander, because they don't have to send action orders to other machines before they act, their overall actions must be so much faster than that Commander - just take out all the dumb-looking guys.

"Come out quickly......" Art muttered to herself.

"Are you looking for me?" The snow elf was tapped on the shoulder.

He subconsciously turned his head, and then saw a fist rapidly enlarge in front of his eyes.

Bang!

After knocking out Yat, Ella shook her hand and shouted to the adventurers who were rushing out of the tunnels beside her, "Attack freely!" But remember to keep your mouth alive! Those who were controlled were in the same situation as you were before! ”

"Hah! I, Erik the Slayer, never knew what it meant to keep my hands! ”

"Do you want me to help you keep your hand? Rookie? ”

"You can try it!"

"Marcurio, you'd better keep that mouth in your hands!"

"Mjoll the Lioness?"

"Ai Ling is gone, my mother is very unhappy now, you'd better not mess with me!"

Although the Snow Elf Paladin's guess was correct, he obviously underestimated the means of his compatriots, these adventurers who were locked underground were all controlled by the [Blood Thistle] before, and they were delirious, because they were not deep enough to let them go out to fight, but they would attack anyone who approached them, and Ella had to use an attack that would not leave a scar to wake them up, although the awakening effect was very successful, but this group of people also temporarily lost their combat effectiveness and needed to be protected.

Rescued a large number of people, but caused a serious loss of combat effectiveness, if this was planned by the other side, it would be really terrible.

Ignoring the adventurers who were clearly out of strength and could only quarrel with each other for the time being, Ella controlled the dwarven crossbow to turn, and fired a series of arrows at the arrow tower that seemed to be turning not far away.

Boom Boom –

With the collapse of the arrow tower, the movement here finally attracted the attention of the other sections of the city wall, and many snow elves with different degrees of open eyes rushed towards the adventurers from both sides of the city wall.

【Ice Storm】

Septin implied a casual wave of his hand, and two swirling clouds of ice and snow extended along the city wall to both sides, and those with low strength froze on the spot, and the guards who barely resisted the cold rushed over were directly slapped down the city wall by a large shield without even seeing clearly, and then subdued on the spot by those adventurers who were temporarily unable to fight, but had no problem tying people at all.

——23:59——

Dugu City, Harbor Dock.

"Who are you?"

After finally successfully infiltrating the fleet's cargo ship, Ainburn met two people in the cabin stacked with many royal supplies, the young woman in brown leather armor and the double sword at her waist, looking heroic, but always feeling a bit of a hotel hostess, and the other elderly man in a robe...... He may have combat power, but a library or research room may be more suitable for him.

"We are the shield of light, the blade of darkness, the guardian of the Septin Empire - the Blade Warriors!" The woman said with pride.

"Hmph, okay." Ainburnjourn looked at the "Sharp-Eyed Eagle" flag in the cabin, then at the woman, and backed back from the cabin before the other party became angry.

Since the emperor had taken precautions, he had no choice but to abandon this plan and discuss the next plan with Astrade, and the werewolf cat left the cargo ship as quickly as possible.

But...... Didn't the Blade Warriors be disbanded by order of the Emperor? Even if there are any remaining members, they shouldn't protect him.