My name is Akatosh,

Is it to fight or to fight?

—4E, 201, Moon of Fire, 26th, 16:49 p.m.

Faucles, the Dead Man's Liquor Inn.

This remote town, famous for its necropolis, is usually not visited by outsiders, but at the moment, the city is full of sharp-eyed eagle elites with serious expressions, and no one will come out to shop and enter the hotel.

"Then ~ Lord of West Germany."

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency."

Tuka Yagmi, clad in purple armor, sat on his throne and flipped through the town's accumulated papers, while the true lord, Sidgail, stood silent.

"Could you please explain the frequent theft of corpses from the cemetery, the inexplicable escape from prison after being wounded by foreign werewolves, and the rumors that officials are secretly colluding with robbers?"

Although the Sharp-Eyed Eagle is only a royal guard, and its Grand Commander has no real rights, if Jagmi directly cuts down Sidgail and reports some evidence of his "rebellion against the Empire" after he returns, he will not be punished in any way, or even if he does not explain it at all.

"This ......," Sidgail wiped his sweat, "the corpse may have been made by a ghoul in the wild, and werewolves have all kinds of strange abilities, and it is very likely that they can escape from the cages where ordinary prisoners are imprisoned, and as for colluding with robbers—there is no such thing!" ”

He knew everything about the robbers in the pine watchtower, and the adventurers who called themselves the "Knights of the Round Table" didn't even leave him with ashes, let alone evidence, so he refused to admit it.

"Oh, I don't know," Jagmi didn't seem to be too interested in these things, and casually asked and put them aside, "So, how much do you know about the assassination organization that has long been entrenched in the vicinity of Phocles?" ”

"No—" Before the conditioned reflex was about to deny it, Sidgale stiffly changed his words: "-Not a lot." ”

Just kidding, the previous little problem was just a temptation, this is a really serious problem, if he really dared to answer that he didn't know, that woman was afraid that she would really dare to draw her sword and cut him.

Combined with the news that the princess was kidnapped not long ago...... It can't be exactly what those guys did.

"They call themselves the 'Dark Brotherhood', with more than 10 core members, and although they don't know their exact appearance and identity, it seems that there are subhuman and even elven races," he said in Jagmi's gaze of continuation: "They don't have a fixed contact, and they need to hold a strange ritual called the 'Dark Ritual' to fulfill the commission, and they will send someone to contact them - from some records, they have no reaction to the secret ceremony, so it is initially inferred that the ritual is just a front, This dark brotherhood relies on its powerful intelligence capabilities to find its clients. ”

"Hmm." Jagmi didn't respond, instead continuing to flip through the papers.

"Great, Great Commander." As Sidgail was so nervous that he was about to faint, a sharp-eyed hawk scout pushed the door open and leaned over to whisper in Jagmi's ear.

With the ear power of West Degail, he only heard the keywords such as "search", "not found", "pursuit" and "failure", and searched for the princess in the den of the Dark Brotherhood but did not find it? Pursued the escaped members but failed? He speculated.

"Thank you for your cooperation," Jagmi said as he picked up the papers, walked out of the longhouse, and said as he passed by Sidgail, "Please be prepared to step down and hand over to Mr. Danger, the order should be in place soon." ”

What the? That uncle, the former lord who leaned towards the Storm Cloak?

Sidgail felt that he must have gone mad.

——17:28——

Morning Star City, lord longhouse "Whitehall".

As an old lord of a mining city, Scud Filges didn't really have much to do, and all the mining, transportation, and sales links in the mine had established norms and standards, although there was obvious wear and tear and waste in some links, but if he tried to reduce it indiscriminately, it was likely to cause unexpected situations such as backlogs of goods and interruptions in transportation.

There was usually only one thing he had to consider, the proportion of minerals supplied to the Imperial Legion and the Storm Cloak, and there was no need to worry about other dragons attacking convoys, digging up ancient ruins, orcs or vampires, and the city where the happy rivals accused each other of trying to kill him.

"When the Emperor is in the sky, the Storm Cloak will only be swept away like slag on the road, and Morning Star, as the closest port city to Dugu City, will definitely be attacked first, so I ask that the proportion of minerals produced and supplied to the empire be increased to eighty percent in the future, so that the legion will not regard this place as a priority target."

"You're probably dreaming, the emperor did go on a personal expedition, but he didn't bring an army, what's the use of those guards who basically won't leave his side? And the strength of the weak chickens of the Imperial Legion will not be strengthened by this, and we don't need to be embarrassed by the lord, just provide us with the Seven Achievements, after all, this is still the territory of the Storm Cloak. ”

"Who does the weak chicken say?"

"Weak chickens say you!"

Felges raised his eyelids and drooped again, the four or six ratios of minerals were the most appropriate ratio that had been revised and determined many times since the Civil War, but both sides were unhappy with it.

The two sides of the confrontation are Brinna Sililith from the Imperial Legion and Lockmar from the Stormcloak, both of whom are women who like to talk more than they do it, perhaps due to the geographical location of the Morning Star and the sensitivity of the product, neither side dares to send out the big men who will fight if they don't agree with each other.

Privately, though, their respective bodyguards, Jord and Holik Halfhand, fought each other more than once.

At this time, as long as you listen quietly, but don't make any statement, anyone will look forward to the future, but if you don't really grasp the future, he will never act.

Knock - the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and women speaking outside the door.

"I brought something, can I go to see the lord?"

"This ...... Please, please ......"

Filges looked up at the gate, which was guarded by his long-time servant Bulfrec, who, because of the ugliness of the two ladies during the quarrel, usually stopped other visitors at the door, and if anyone had to see him, he would give some very exaggerated conditions of entry, such as picking up a specific rock from the bottom of the harbor or something.

After the gate was opened, the lord was speechless and saw a giant's head outside the door, he only complained a few days ago that the giants near the trade route were starting to be restless, and here he said it as a condition.

As for the person who brought back that head, there is no need to doubt her strength, the only thing to worry about is her intention.

Dark armor, sword and shield combination, beautiful appearance, and most eye-catching, that dazzling blonde hair.

The two female representatives who were arguing shut up directly after seeing the comer, and Brina deliberately shrank into the corner.

"Ahem," Filges stood up, "Welcome, President of the Blonde Women's Guild, Lady Frigga Shattered Shield, I don't know what special instructions I have for coming from afar?" ”

As the Broken Shield Lady who wields power in the Stormcloak and can rival Ufrik, even enemies on the Empire's side can't ignore her presence.

Frigga Shattered Shield brushed the strands of hair that floated in front of her, and smiled: "It's not a big deal, but if I don't come in person, I'm afraid you'll think too much - Storm Cloak is about to give up Morning Star City, would you like to return to the Wind Helmet with me?" ”

There was an instant silence in the longhouse, and everyone responded with a "Did I hear me wrong?" He looked at Frigga with a confused expression.

"Ahem," it was Filges who finally broke the silence, "whatever your reason for doing this, but I'm not going to leave, old man, just stay here and see what happens to Morning Star." ”

——18:23——

Xueman, Longxiao Palace.

"I'm sorry, Your Highness Princess, could you please repeat it?"

Barguf felt that he had been frightened a lot lately, first being told that there was a huge kingdom of snow elves underground, but it had been dealt with, then the Imperial Legion and the Storm Cloak were fighting at the border, and at the moment they were still tense, and then the captive princess was found in the Rift convoy, and now she appeared in front of him inexplicably, so the princess who was about to arrive at Loristed was actually a fake - but none of this shocked him more than the words she had just spoken.

“…… I said, please be the High King of the Skyrim. Princess Emilia repeated.

"......" Barguf was silent for a moment, then spoke again: "With all due respect, even if you are a princess, this matter is still not legally valid. ”

If Ufric had killed Thoug when he attacked him a few months ago, then according to the laws of the Empire, all lords of Skyrim have the right to become the High King, as long as more than half of the lords agree, but at this time, the real High King Toig is still very healthy, although it seems that it was Her Royal Highness the Princess who saved him, but even then there is no legal justification for this resignation.

"This appointment is legitimate, Lord Balguf," said the princess's bodyguard, Palashos, "when attacked by the Storm Cloak, the High King Toig was severely injured and could not be controlled, so the power of the High King was automatically transferred to the highest status in Dugu City, except for Ufrik, that is, Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the princess did not transfer the power after Toig was restored, and the work carried out by Lord Toig at this moment was 'voluntary' and 'unpaid', and all his actions to use Dugu City's property were strictly embezzlement…… Burst. ”

That stupid guard is snickering! Barguv tried very hard to keep his expression from being strange.

"Okay, so why me? Wouldn't it be nice to hand it over to that kid in Toig? Barguv asked.

“…… He was too weak. The princess said without giving any face, "Even if you are hit by the dragon's roar in the head, you will not die." ”

The reason is very compelling.

As the most commonly used dragon roar of the ancient Nords, even the ghouls in the tomb will utter a "Vosloda", and the High King Toig was only wiped by the side, and it took him nearly a month to recover from his bed, which was simply too weak.

“…… Toig is fit to be a lord, but not to be the 'High King' of Skyrim," Emilia continued, "If it were you, my father wouldn't object. ”

Ah, although I heard that this princess came to quell the rebellion in Skyrim Province, she has not done much to pay attention to it, so she finally thinks that the way to quell the rebellion is for herself, the "Great Shore" Barguf, to be the supreme king?

As for the legal issue, does it really matter in the case of the emperor's personal conquest?

"Well, then, it is my pleasure, Your Highness the Princess." Barguf bowed slightly.

“…… I'm going to see my father. Princess Emilia left such a sentence and disappeared, and Palasos bowed apologetically to Bargulf and followed him away.

"I don't think the other lords will agree." Eliris, who had been acting as a mural, stepped forward and said.

"I know," said Barguf, whose expression seemed to have become much more resolute than when he declared neutrality and contracted: "If they want war, give them war." ”