Lying bored on the grass, looking out the window at the starry sky. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info has been captive here for three days.

Three days ago.

Wei Xu got up and stepped out of the carriage, surrounded by more than two dozen people, men and women, the men were all wearing tattered iron armor or fur armor, and most of the women were wearing ordinary linen clothes covered with patches. There were also a few children in the crowd blinking their bright eyes, looking curiously at Wei Xu, a gorgeously dressed young man (in the world where the people around him wore sackcloth, the cloth robe was already a very extravagant extravagance).

One step out of the carriage, before Wei Xu could sigh that he was lucky not to turn into wolf dung, his feet were weak and he collapsed to the ground, and the surrounding onlookers were so frightened that they scattered around.

Wei Xu was surprised to find that he had no strength at all now, and there was a loud noise in his stomach in protest. He also ignored the surprised gazes of the people around him, and pinched two healing techniques in his hand in a row for himself. The healing spell is basically a universal life-sustaining spell, healing wounds and a little replenishment of energy, as long as you are conscious, you can hang your life. How many days have you been in a coma? I was so soft. I remember that last year in the mountains, I didn't eat for two days in a row and didn't feel any discomfort.

Wei Xu also had his own considerations for releasing the healing technique in front of many people, women and children aside, those Nord people with armor with fierce expressions were definitely not good stubble. And the Healing is the representative of the Priest in the Elder Scrolls world (in The Elder Scrolls, when you cast a Healing on any NPC, he will ask you "Huh?"). Are you a pastor? In any era, the profession of saving people such as doctors and priests is respected (my big **** case is an exception haha), and there is even an unspoken rule in the war years that medical institutions remain neutral and prohibit the killing of any medical personnel.

"Ahh He's a pastor! Praise be to Mara (Mara is the mother goddess and loving goddess of the nine Holy Spirits in the Elder Scrolls)"

"Ma Ma, that brother will glow in his hands, he looks so powerful," a little cute baby said to her mother.

Obviously, Wei Xu's little trick succeeded. In the crowd, there was a white-haired old woman standing on a wooden cane, trembling and walking in front of Wei Xu, looking at Wei Xu's hands tied behind her back, her face sank.

"Robben! You little bunny, who made you so disrespectful to the priest?!! The old woman shouted to the middle-aged man behind Wei Xu, and stepped forward to point the middle-aged man's instep with the cane in her hand.

Wei Xu only noticed the man behind him at this time. At least one meter nine big stabilized Wei Xu has a head, the big man has no hair on his head, shining in the sunlight, reflecting dazzling light, wearing a silver-white steel plate armor, the huge steel two-handed giant axe blade poked out from behind, wantonly exuding ferociousness.

The man named Robben didn't dare to exert any power in the face of the old woman, and obediently let the old woman poke his instep like a kitten, after all, he was wearing steel plate boots, and it didn't hurt.

"Mother, I picked up this guy on the road a few days ago, didn't I tie him up for fear that he would hurt you?" Robben said to his mother helplessly.

"Then don't hurry up and untie the priest!" The old woman also ignored Robben's defense and gave the order directly.

"Okay, okay, Mother is angry, hehe." The middle-aged man laughed, twitched a small dagger from the side of the plate armor boot, and cut Wei Xu's rope.

Although Wei Xu had recovered a trace of strength from the healing technique, he couldn't bear the lack of something in his stomach, and his strength passed rapidly, so he could only reluctantly sit on the ground.

The old woman saw that Robben had loosened Wei Xu's ties, and owed Wei Xu with a smile, "Lord Pastor, I apologize to you for my son's rude behavior before. ”

Wei Xu hurriedly waved his hand, "It's okay, it's okay, he's also thinking about your safety", he can't stand the salute of such an old elder, he will lose his life......

Later, Wei Xu had to be in a coma for five days, and Robben's convoy went to the town to buy things and came back from passing by the place where Wei Xu fainted and rescued him. And the place where he is now is the Knife Ridge tribe led by Phocles.

Wei Xu was more puzzled by the fact that Knifetip Ridge was a bandit camp in his memory, and the task that the Dragonborn later took over from Lord Phokres was to destroy these bandits. For now, however, it seems that this place does resemble a tribe, except for the barricades outside the tribe and the heavily armed men patrolling the tribe.

After learning that he was at least five days away from Helgen, Wei Xu dispelled the idea of going back immediately, and decided to get his hands on it here first, otherwise he would be giving meat to others when he went out in his current state.

Of course, living here is not for nothing, Wei Xu volunteered to help the residents of the tribe heal. With the power of the healing technique, a cure for ordinary minor diseases can be done in an instant.

In the past three days, Wei Xu also has some understanding of the situation of the tribe, they are all after the war, displaced ordinary civilians gathered together to establish this tribe, the tribe developed a mine, and the average adult male in addition to daily garrison work and hunting are to mine, and then transported to Phocles to sell, in exchange for food.

As for why he didn't farm the land, there was a natural vein under the ridge of Daojian Mountain, the whole mountain was full of stones, the land was very barren, and the grains planted on it could not survive at all.

Robben, the leader of the tribe, is a person with a particularly straightforward personality, and because Wei Xu is enthusiastic about helping the tribesmen, he is becoming more and more friendly to Wei Xu, at least not as vicious as Wei Xu when he first woke up.

The three days of contact gave Wei Xu a new perspective on the civilians of this world. Unlike in Helgen, where the inhabitants of Helgen are basically either military or merchants, the quality of life is heaven and earth compared to that of the Knife Ridge tribe. Most of the clothes of the residents here are linen, and in winter, there is only one fur that is shiny with jet black and oily, of course, this jet-black and shiny does not mean that the quality of the fur is high, but it is often worn and the dirt sticks to it and cannot be washed.

The food of the residents here is basically meat, there is no meal, if the results of the hunting team are good, they will stock up on more meat, air dry, and they will not worry about it for a period of time, if the hunting team has no income, then they can only starve. Sometimes a wealthy merchant passed by, and Robben would take people to rob the road, but of course he never killed him.

After all, it is such a war-torn era, and who is right and who is wrong. Fifty or sixty old and weak women and children, thirty or forty sturdy men were all the members of this tribe, and the surrounding land was so big, and all forty people were sent out to not necessarily find much to eat. Moreover, with stubble after stubble of hunting, there may only be fewer and fewer prey around...... In this kind of era, it is difficult to live without absolute strength. Wei Xu finally understood why robbers were everywhere when playing games before, perhaps the game company wanted to reduce the guilt of players and enhance the playability of the game.

Wei Xu suddenly felt a sense of guilt, when he was playing games on Earth, he was very happy to use this kind of robber's lair as a copy. Maybe there are good and bad in the robbers, but most of them are also forced by life, which is probably the so-called hateful people must have their pitiful.

The place where Wei Xu lives is a small wooden house specially cleaned up in the tribe, there is no special bed, and a sun-dried bear skin is padded on the weeds, this bed is basically the best in the village as far as he knows in the past few days. Originally, Wei Xu thought it was nothing, after all, when he was in Helgen, his bed was covered with wool felt, and it was also covered with a quilt covered with a cashmere cloth cover. A few days later, he went to the tribe for treatment, only to find that many people in the tribe were hastily covered with clothes on top of hay. Although he came to the tribe to help them a lot, he didn't deserve such good treatment, and when he went back that night, Wei Xu returned the bear skin to Robben.

"Did Mr. Wei sleep?" Robben's voice rang out outside the door.

"Yes, I haven't slept yet, Uncle Robben, didn't you just call me Xu or Xiao Wei? It's still so outward. Wei Xu replied as he opened the door for Robben.

"Okay, then I'll call you Xu, I still have to call you Mr. Wei in front of my mother, she said to maintain enough reverence for the pastor." Robben touched his smooth head and said.

Wei Xu couldn't help but be speechless for a while, he was in his forties, and he was such a well-behaved child in front of his mother. "What are you doing with me at such a late hour?"

"Asahi, there's something I actually want to confess to you." Robben was a little embarrassed

"Say, it's okay, what's the matter?" Wei Xu has already guessed eight or nine, and this thing is probably coming to confess his identity.

"Actually, we are self-appointed to call the Knife Ridge tribe in this place, and the Empire officially calls us...... Knife Ridge Bandits. Robben finished his sentence in one breath, and then stared at Wei Xu's facial expression tightly, wanting to see if there was any expression of disdain, shock, or disdain from above.

It's a pity that Wei Xu's situation was a bit unexpected for him.

"Have you ever seen a robber dragging his family and mouth, and when he encounters a victim, he still goes to save people?" Wei Xu raised his eyebrows. "I said it wasn't a robber, so even if everyone else said yes, it still wasn't"

"Xu, I treat you as a friend, if you don't discriminate against us, it's okay if nothing else." The excitement in Robben's eyes flashed.

"It's not you who are wrong, it's the war that is wrong, and you just want to maintain your survival in this era of war." Wei Xu gently patted Robben's shoulder and said.

Robben's body trembled, looked at Wei Xu for a long time and was silent, and then said goodbye to Wei Xu and left. When Wei Xu said this, he was thinking that he should at least do something for this era, so that he could live in vain for such a lifetime, and only then could he be worthy of the good education he received in the 21st century, well, maybe the demon god who split himself also thought so.

It was late at night, starlight was shining through the windows, and the Knife Ridge was silent, except for the chirping of insects in summer.

"4E, 193, 18th of the year

I thought of the earth again, homesick, there should be no such "bandits" on the aqua blue planet, Robben's group can't be counted as robbers at all, they are at most refugees who have been cornered by this era. A robber is not a robber, and is an officer and an officer an officer? Am I supposed to do something to be worthy of the guy up there who hacked me? ......" - Dr. Wei, "My Days in Skyrim"