"Scoryue can definitely become a legendary hunter in the hunting grounds of Helsin. He's always wanted to be there, hasn't he? ”

I shouted, but Ella was getting farther and farther away.

Hey, it's destined to be lonely all your life. I laughed self-deprecatingly and returned to the fortress of the Silver Hand.

I learned an important piece of information from Ella. In this world, mortal souls are still present after death, so everyone should choose a Holy Spirit or Demon God to be sheltered after death, otherwise they may not know which wall they will be nailed to in the future.

Helsin's hunting grounds are where werewolves go after they die. For me from Earth, it should be good news to be able to get an extra chance to be reborn after death to continue to live in another way. But this way of surviving means abandoning my sanity and returning to the primitive Dark Forest Age, which I can't accept.

Unlike Ella and Scoryue's yearning for Helsin's hunting grounds, in my eyes, Helsing's hunting grounds are just chicken ribs. I would feel sorry to give up this extra life, but if you go...... Alas, this question is like the Grim Reaper asking me in a plane crash if I would rather die completely or be reincarnated as a hyena in the African savannah.

If the Grim Reaper really asked me that, I would not hesitate to choose the latter, but if there was a better option, I would immediately reverse the decision I had just made.

So do I have a better choice than the hunting grounds of Helsin? After thinking about it carefully, there are still some. I have the Dragonborn Akatosh bloodline, and Ginareth has extended an olive branch to me, and behind her back she is still spreading glory for the Whispering Lady...... I seem to be in a variety of places, and their territory should be more to my taste than the hunting grounds of Helsin.

Maybe I'll meet the god of knowledge, Hermeus Mora, whose realm I guess is a library? I wonder if there will be a girl magician with long purple hair and a nightgown in the library.

Back to the point, I can't go against my heart and say what Ella wants. I am a visitor from another world, I have my own future and destiny, and the hunting grounds of Helsing may be a paradise in the eyes of many, but it is not my home.

In addition, I will still fulfill my promise to Ella, and the mistakes I have committed must be remedied.

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The desk had been split in half, and a large pile of paper was scattered on the floor. I picked up a few of them and read them.

All of them were contracts for the supply of leather goods, signed with the name "Crane". Cliff, the furrier, must be the leader of the Silver Hand. Not only did he trade with a few familiar names in Snowman, but he also had dealings with most of the territories in Skyrim Province, and I even found orders from High Rock and Cellodiel in it. After a bit of rummaging, I packed up all the documents in the room and packed them into several wooden boxes. Outside the fort, I found several more cartloads of furs, from a wide variety of creatures.

With the loot in hand, I drove the carriage back in the direction of Snowman, and several other carriages followed me unhurriedly. The peace of Ginares "made it easy for me to convince the horses to do what I wanted."

These truckloads of furs were smuggled goods, not protected by the laws of the territories, and their ownership could be redefined only by paying enough taxes. Those documents contain a lot of valuable information, providing both the origin of the goods and the contact details of the consignee, and a complete commercial chain is strung together.

Individual force cannot bring a devastating blow to this organization, and if they want to be dismantled, they must start at the roots. If I want to touch their roots, I also need help from other people.

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I parked my goods in the backyard of Moon Waskar and walked into the meadic hall. I came back two days later than Ella because of the delivery, and now she is sitting in the meadic hall waiting for me.

"The old man wants to see you."

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"It doesn't matter, although our hearts are not together, we can still fight together in the future."

"Hmm." I took Ai's stretched hand and nodded heavily.

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Ella's outpouring had somewhat cleared up some of my misunderstandings about Krako, and at least his resentment of me was simply due to my self-cleverness in showing recognition of the Wild Blood in front of him.

I won't really trust him until the secret of the aftermath of Wild Blood is fully understood, but that doesn't stop me from discussing matters with him. So I was sitting at the round table in Krako's study, talking to Krako. Ella had reported everything that had happened to Krako, the difference being that it was the Silver Hand who killed Scorp and not me.

"Scott is dead, and I feel like my time is running out."

Talking about his approaching end, Krako's mood became depressed and irritable. But according to what I have seen and heard these days, the old man in front of me is in good spirits, and he does not look like he is dying at all.

Krako saw the confusion on my face, and he continued, "I am a prophet. Whether it has happened or is about to happen, I can see it more clearly and deeply than anyone else. ”

Isn't prophet an honorary title? Judging by Krako's words, the title of prophet seems to be worthy of the name, but I certainly wouldn't take such godlike words seriously as I was born on Earth. Regardless of whether Krako had the ability to predict the future, I did hear a hint from Krako's words. Was he implying that he actually knew the cause and effect of Dawsk's death, and that everything was under his control? I was unhappy with the feeling of being seen through, but I had to follow his words.

"And what do you mean?"

"There are some things that are better told to young people. Do you know the ins and outs of our becoming werewolves? ”

"Helsin's Blessing...... "Thinking that Krako doesn't want to see this kind of strength, I added," or curse. ”

"It's both a blessing and a curse. Faith is a double-edged sword. ”

Krako told me about the dusty past.

"The Brothers-in-Arms are almost 5,000 years old, and the blood of the wild has only haunted us for a few hundred years. Tifig, the former Prophet of the Brothers-in-Arms, was a good man, a leader who could serve the people, but lacked foresight. He made a pact with the Grimm Jasmine Witch Order. If the Brothers-in-Arms can hunt in the name of Helsin, then we will be endowed with great power. After the contract was signed, the strength of the Wild Blood satisfied the comrades-in-arms at the time, but the witches lied. They secretly enjoyed the bounty bestowed upon them by King Dedra, but did not tell the werewolves of Tifig that they would go to the hunting grounds of Helsing. After entering the hunting grounds, the werewolves will lose themselves, and they will have no other desires than to hunt forever to please Helsin. In a sense, it's a paradise, but I'm a pure Nord who always looks forward to Songard, to be able to stand on that sleeping pure land. I spent all my old years looking for salvation, but to no avail. Now, I have a hunch that my life is coming to an end, and I wonder if I'll ever survive to reach the horizon. Now I need your help. ”

"Sorry, I have more important things to do. I've promised Ella to avenge Skoyue, it's my number one priority right now, and I can't change it. ”

The secret of Skoyue's death is in Ara's hands, the aftermath of the Wild Blood can currently be alleviated by Ella's blood, and coupled with my relatively close relationship with her, my commitment to Ella should take precedence over Krako no matter what the angle. However, Krako also had his own thoughts, and he began to take a stand against Skoyue's death.

"Ella's heart is filled with loss, and my tears are shed for Scott Moon. I'm not going to stop Ella from doing the next, but I'm not going to involve anyone else either. Skoyue's revenge has been avenged a long time ago, and even for the sake of honor, the comrades-in-arms have killed too many people. ”

"Then you mean that avenging Scoryue can only be done by Ella and me?"

"Ella alone is enough, you have more important things to do."

"What could be more important than avenging Scott Moon?"

There was another reason for Skoryue's death, but Krako's answer was chilling, as if Scoryue was just an inconsequential person. I was a little angry, ignored him, and turned to leave the study.

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Krako refused. But I'm sure there will be others in the ring who will help us. ”

I approached Ella and explained to her the situation and my thoughts.

"It's useless. The two brothers, Farkas and Wilkas, have left, and even many of the main members have been assigned tasks by Krako. ”

What Ella meant was that there was no one in the group of comrades. It's not a big deal, I still have a lot of means, not bad for this one. But Krako's actions puzzled me. Is it true that as he said, he has not much time left, so he needs to send someone to deal with some aftermath?

"What are they sent to do?"

"Look for the last shard of the Witch Slade."

Witch Slade, Isgramer's weapon. I had learned from Farkas that Krako had been sending them to bring the fragments of the burial goods from the tombs of the five hundred warriors back to Yuewaskar for years. This weapon can make an elder who "has a short life" care so much, is there any special life-sustaining function?

"What the hell are these pieces for? Is it worth his search for so vigorously? ”

I don't know why, but he must have his own reasons. The old man's actions gave me a bad feeling that he had been searching for the fragments in the early years, but not in such a hurry as he did now. It feels like ...... right now It's almost too late. ”

"Well, leave that at that. There are so many people in the comrade-in-arms group, if you want to do something, there must be no shortage of the two of us, let's discuss the matter of eliminating the silver hand, this is our goal now. Ara, does Silverhand have any other stronghold in Skyrim? I'm referring to key strongholds like the Ledgehold Fortress, which can be overwhelmingly damaging to the Silver Hand when cleared. ”

Ella thought for a moment and told me about the information she had gathered before.

"There are only two Silver Hand strongholds that meet your criteria, one is the Twisted Ledge Fortress in the Snowman Territory, which we just cleaned up. The other is on the outskirts of Rift City, where they also make deals with the Thieves' Guild. ”

Ella and I have already swept the Silverhand in the snowman's stronghold twice, and it will be difficult for them to rebuild the stronghold again in the short term, so that the operation of the silverhand in the skyrim commercial center of Xueman will be paralyzed for a while, and a large amount of funding shortfall will be passed on to the thieves' guild on the other side of the black market.

"Ella, can you dispose of that stronghold alone?"

"If the other person is defenseless, I should be able to do it alone. If they are on guard afterwards, it will be a bit tricky. ”

"It's okay, it's enough to destroy it once."

"It's good, just leave it to me."

After answering, Ella suddenly realized that I would not be accompanying her, so she asked me how I was doing.

"So it's enough to destroy it once."

A clear and workable plan was in my head.