"Come with me, don't look at anything on the road, don't ask anything."

Guided by Uratzen, Flortra and I walked along the main mine road to the deepest part of the prison. Noticing the arrival of strangers, the prisoners along the way stopped their hoes and looked at us alarmedly, which made me uncomfortable.

"Is there anything I need to pay attention to after meeting him? What should I call him, is he 'His Royal Highness' like you?" ”

"Don't worry, an old man who has been imprisoned for more than 20 years can have any pomp and dignity. And you don't look like a guy who can mess things up, just show him your craft at refining Skuma. ”

I don't quite know what kind of personality and preferences this "ragged king" has. In my eyes, the probability of a prisoner who has been held for more than 20 years is completely mentally normal is negligible, extreme, cruel, hateful, and cynical...... I wouldn't be surprised if these traits were in him.

"I hope so, I hope your assessment is fair and accurate."

The rusted iron doors were locked, and I didn't know where they went. Uratzen led me to one of the doors.

"His Royal Highness is inside, and I will wait outside the door with Flotra."

……

The name "Ragged King" is true, and I am afraid that no one could have imagined that the person behind the prison would live in such a humble little room. Illuminated by the oil lamp on the table, I quickly navigated the room of Mednaki, where the rotting logs of the fungus had been made into a scaffolding to support the top of the cavern, and a broken bed with a broken leg made of stones was placed in the innermost corner of the room. Dirty thatch, sheets, and bedding lay out on the bed, and there was a faint smell of mildew.

I walked over to my desk and bowed to the old man with a quill pen writing papers, "I have seen His Royal Highness." ”

The owner of the room looked extremely depressed. The gray hair looked gray under the adhesion of dust and dirt, and two beards of the same color drooped down to the left and the right. The desk was blocking his body, but I could still see the hole in the knee of his pants and the two loops of thick hemp rope that wrapped his feet from the gap under the desk.

"You don't need to be so polite." The Ragged King Mednaci stopped writing in his hand, raised his head and glanced at me, "I can feel that you have no respect for me. ”

The other party spoke mercilessly. But this is also true, no normal person will have a good impression of a sloppy ghost who is dressed in tatters, but the real thoughts in my heart obviously can't be said directly, so I can only laugh twice and write a brush.

Perceiving my embarrassment, Mednach continued: "It doesn't matter, they all call me king, but I know in my own heart that all people here are essentially equal, that we are all prisoners, slaves, beasts in cages driven mad by loneliness. ”

As I expected, after more than 20 years of close seclusion, I don't even know how to take over this guy quickly and properly.

"Not everybody realizes that. Here, you are a true king. ”

Mednach nodded approvingly, acknowledging my suffocated answer, "Even if I get out of this prison, I'm still genuine." I am the 'Ragged King' Maidnaki, the ruler of Marcus City, the leader of the Oathbreakers, the King of Rich," said Mednaci after a pause, "--Once. ”

I've heard Aitezes talk about the origins of the Oathbreakers, a group of Brightons who had lost their homes, and Mednach's account confirms that.

"Our fight against the invaders goes back to the First Age, and my personal memory goes back more than twenty years. I still remember the year 174 of the Fourth Age, when the Empire was caught in a war with the Elves, and I took the opportunity to lead the people to reclaim the city of Macas, kill the Nord lords with my own hands, and force the Empire to acquiesce to our rule. ”

Mednaci's face was full of pride, but his pride could only end there, "The good times didn't last long, and after only two years, Ufrik, the 'Bear of Marcas', led his troops to suppress us. ”

At the mention of Oufrick, Mednaci's tone was filled with intense hatred. I understand Mednaki's feelings, but I have more doubts than that.

"Ulfrick? I remember that his territory was in the easternmost part of Skyrim Province, how could he come here? And isn't the Empire already acquiescing to your rule? ”

"Igmund, the son of the old lord, refused to accept this result. At that time, the Empire had just signed a platinum treaty with the elves, and had not yet recovered from the aftermath of the Great War of the World, so they could not give Igmund effective help. So Igmund found Uhfrik and made a deal with him. ”

"Deal?" Things seem to be getting more and more complicated.

"Ulfrak has brought an army to help Igmund take the city of Marcus back from us. In exchange, Ufric asks Igmund to support his political claims and restore the faith of Talos in the city of Marcas. ”

Talos' beliefs? The fact that the Ancestral Divine Continent has now been stationed in Makas City shows that the belief in Talos is still forbidden in Makas City. But the city of Marcus has long since been reverted to the Lords of Igmund, and it seems that there has been a new accident in this transaction.

"Haha!!ha Mednaci laughed wildly, his laughter was extremely relieved, "It's funny that Uhfrik was also betrayed, and after Igmund snatched back his father's city, he hooked up with the elves and killed Uhfrik with his backhand. Ulfrick took great pains, but it turned out to be a wasted effort. ”

So, the Lord of Igmund who avenged his father was the last winner? No, there is another powerful force in Marcas City.

"But Igmund didn't completely control the entire Marcus in his own hands in the end, and now what is the origin of the silver-blooded family that calls for wind and rain and covers the sky with one hand?"

Ulfrik was also mindful. He surreptitiously bypassed Igmund and teamed up with the Silverbloods. After the capture of Marcus City, with the help of Ulfric's military power, the Silverblood family quickly amassed ownership of a large number of assets in the city, such as the largest silver mine in Skyrim Province. ”

Oh, it's really a complicated and confusing drama, all parties are fighting openly and secretly, and the result is that the most cheap ones are all taken up by a nouveau riche.

"You are the leader of the Oathbreakers, who killed the father of the previous lord, Igmund, with your own hands, but you still survived, even becoming the covert ruler of the Sidana prison. Did Silver Blood protect you? ”

"Yes." Mednaqi confirmed my suspicions, "After the city was broken, I was quickly arrested, tried, and executed. Tonal Silverblood secretly prevented the execution and saved me with a trick. ”

The Silverblood Family certainly didn't save Mednaqi for good. The Oathbreaker's King Mednaqi and the new lord Igmund are on the one hand a father killer and the other is a country destroyer, and if used correctly, the Silverblood family will have a reliable ally to fight against Lord Igmund. But the fact that Mednach has been in prison for more than twenty years and has not been used by the Silverblood family shows a problem.

"Tonal Silverblood wants to take advantage of you, but he doesn't trust you."

As soon as the words fell, the birds were silent.

"You're thinking too much." Mednach said no more about it, and pulled out a palm-sized chunk of moon candy from his drawer, along with a wine bottle. "Let's get down to business. I've heard Uratzen talk about your craft. Being able to refine Scuma from moon candy is exactly what I need. ”

Following Mednaki's instructions, I cast a Transmutation spell on Moon Candy, dripping the isolated Scuma into the bottle and returning it to Mednacki.

Mednach took the bottle and drank it down. After a moment of silence, Scuma took effect, Mednaki's eyes moistened, and then old tears flowed down his face.

"I haven't tasted Scuma in years. It was only when I drank it that I was able to completely free myself from the pain of my past. My people! My country! It's mine...... Faith ......"

Mednach lay on his desk and wept.

There must be a lot of sadness hidden in the old man's heart. I stood silently and waited for him to regain consciousness from the effects of the drug.

……

"I am very satisfied with your gift. Say, what do you want? ”

"Guarantee our safety, privacy, and freedom. I asked for an exclusive possession of a vacant land, not to participate in the work of mining, and that no one should come to me in trouble. ”

Hearing my request, Mednach closed his eyes and fell into thought. Tears diluted the dust and made his face look streaked.

"Frankly, if it weren't for Skuma, I wouldn't have had any interest in you. My right-hand man, Pokur, has also expressed strong displeasure with me, and you have annoyed him. ”

"But he will listen to the king."

"Yes, he always listened to me, but he was a butcher in the heart, and I couldn't guarantee that he would be able to control his emotions and not have a seizure. And he's a loyal servant who has followed me for many years, and if he really makes a mistake on impulse, I can't punish him severely and make the rest of my men feel cold. After some explanation, Mednaqi opened his eyes and replied, "So, I have a suggestion. ”

Didn't just promise me, could it be that Mednach wanted to squeeze something out of me?

"Tell me about it."

"Win-win proposal. You have the strength to protect yourself, but the little girl next to you is a liability. By keeping her by my side, I can keep her safe, and you can make up for your only weakness. ”

Good intentions! This is asking me for a hostage!

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