There is still some distance ahead of us is the location of the Grimm Jasmine Witch Order. The purpose of this trip is not to negotiate, because what we have to do is to remove their heads.

Along the way, Musk analyzed the loopholes in this three-party contract to me:

The witches sought prey for King Dedra, who bestowed upon them a long life and great strength.

The Brothers-in-Arms promised the witches to hunt in the name of Helsin, and the Grimm Jasmine Witches transferred Helsin's wild blood to the Brothers-in-Arms.

This means that there is no direct contract between the comrades-in-arms and the demon god Helsin, and everything is mediated through the Grimm Jasmine Witch Order.

In this case......

"That's amazing, how did you find this loophole?"

"Hmph, I've dealt with the Dedra Lords more than you've eaten."

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Late at night.

It's really pitch black. The moon disappeared into the clouds, the stars disappeared, and even the fireflies that were common at night in Skyrim Province were nowhere to be seen.

A werewolf crouched on all fours, creeping into the dark depths. There is no glimmer of light to exploit, but that does not prevent a good hunter from carrying out his hunt.

I poked my head out of a boulder, and the torches hanging from the stone wall in front of me revealed the enemy's location. Wandering my gaze in the direction of the light, I saw a black shadow twisting wildly on the wall as the flames flickered.

From the silhouette of the dark shadow, I recognized the identity of this creature with a hunched back, a staggering gait, and a bird feather sparsely covered in its skin - the crow ghost woman.

Witches offer things to King Deedra that will appeal to them, and King Deedra grants their wishes. According to Musk, if there is anything that King Dedra can do to give a witch a long life and great power, it is to transform her into a raven.

The Transformation of the Raven Ghost Woman is a service launched by several Didra Monarchs. The Corrupt Lady provides a shriveled but powerful body, the Lord of Desire provides bloodshot but eager eyes, and the King of the Hunt provides unpretentious but sharp and tough claws...... Eventually, a cunning, depraved, disgusting creature was born.

I didn't hear the name of this monster from Musk today, the priestess of the Temple of Ginralis once gave me a dagger called "Grass and Wood Plague", which was made of the evil spell of the Raven Ghost Woman. Just as the dagger did, the cave I was in now was devoid of grass and filled with a strong smell of decay.

The werewolf's sense of smell was too sensitive, and the smell made me irritable and impulsive. What should be done against this intractable enemy? The Hunter's eyes could detect that its melee combat skills were slightly inferior to those of the Werewolf, but the dangerous aura it exuded reminded me that there was much more to it than that, and it filled my heart with a desire to fight.

Soon, I devised a battle strategy: use the werewolf's unparalleled physical explosiveness, run in front of it as fast as I can, quickly suppress it with my advantage in hand-to-hand combat, and then kill it.

I stepped out of the boulder's cover and lowered my weight slightly. The force is concentrated in the muscles of the hind legs, ready to strike at any time. I grinned silently, ready to bite off the ...... No, it's too dirty and barbaric, so it's better to slap its head off with one claw.

However, it was this momentary hesitation that made me miss the opportunity, and the crow ghost woman seemed to sense that something was wrong with me and tried to react somewhat. Was it the heavy breath that calmed my mind or the saliva that made a sound on the ground? The crisis in my field of vision gave me no time to think about it, and I quickly released my tense muscles and allowed myself to leap high.

I've leapt faster than any 100m champion from Earth. With less than two seconds left before I was about to engage the Raven Ghost Woman, a basin-sized fireball erupted from its hand, locking onto my body.

I made a mistake.

Their claws look threatening, but it's their magic that is truly deadly. Their former status as witches has given them a great deal of magical attainment, and the demon god of destruction, change, and ambition, Merunes Dagon, has greatly increased this power.

In just half a second, the distance between me and the fireball had shrunk by half, and the fireball itself had skyrocketed from the size of a basin to the weight of a wine barrel, and my eyes were completely reflected in the fiery red.

The devastating flames finally awakened the beast's instinctive fear of fire, and the werewolf's body subconsciously retracted its outstretched claws in front of it, but my reason told me that it was futile, and that this terrifying fireball had exceeded the limits of what the body could bear.

With a fraction of a second left to engulf me, I closed my eyes and gritted my teeth, ready for the pain to follow.

……

"Bang!"

As if hitting a stone slab, my body came to a sharp stop and then fell in the opposite direction. Strange, why is the impact far less powerful than I imagined? Why didn't the burning sensation come from my pain nerves? Confused, I opened my eyes, and a strange image unfolded in front of me.

A translucent glass mirror stood between me and the fireball. The huge fireball hit the very center of the mirror, spinning, tumbling, squeezing, and finally sticking to the mirror, reaching the limit of what the fireball could go.

The show is just beginning. The glass mirror did not move, and the fireball, which had been compressed to the limit, could not vent the huge energy contained inside, and had to be pushed back along the trajectory it had come from, engulfing the original caster in the sea of fire.

A huge burst of light erupted in the cavern and then gradually dissipated, eventually leaving only a small flame to burn the crow's unburned husk. I let out a long sigh of relief and turned to look at Uncle Musk beside me.

"Did you reflect back the attack you just had?"

Uncle Musk didn't answer me, he shot again, and three new mirrors blocked all the pathways in front of us, followed by three more huge fireballs.

I set my eyes on the glass mirror closest to me. The huge fireball squeezed heavily on the glass mirror and spun at high speed, like a grinding wheel, trying to grind a gap in the mirror in front of it. But I still smiled with relief, the same attack would not have worked.

After a few seconds, the ground trembled, and the cavern erupted with three times the brightness of the previous one, and a wave of heat washed over my bare skin and hair.

"Oops! Their corpses are going to be burned to ashes! The burning sensation on my face reminded me of the purpose of my trip, and I hurriedly rushed forward.

Musk stopped me who was about to step forward, and I turned around in confusion to find that he had four white soul stones between the five fingers of his left hand.

"Whew...... That's fine. Can I use a white soul stone on a crow ghost? They sound like sapient beings. ”

"They have a pact with King Dedra, so the part that needs to be loaded with black soul stones no longer belongs to them." Musk explained to me as he threw my clothes and props at me.

"I see. What's next? "I returned to my human body and put it back on.

"Smear your blood on the Whispering Lady's blade, then slash this soul stone."

I did.

The power was draining, and they poured out of my body, gathered in front of me, and finally condensed into a blue, translucent wolf spirit. After the wolf soul was formed, it pounced straight on the shattered soul stone, and from it a vague shadow was extracted, carrying it towards nothingness.

"This wolf was originally targeting me, right?"

"Thankfully, your contract wasn't signed directly with Helsin. The Whispering Lady is strong enough to tamper with mortal contracts, and the Raven Ghost Woman has traveled to the hunting grounds of Helsing's place in your place. ”

"That's very good. Three soul stones left? ”

"There are only four crows here."

……

I followed Musk as he rummaged through the caves to find the legacy of the Grimm Jasmine Witches, a group of witches who had amassed a fortune over the course of hundreds of years.

"If it weren't for saving you, we could have scavenged more wealth."

"You mean the powerful equipment worn by the Raven Ghost Woman was burned?"

"Nope. The feathers and claws of the crow ghost woman are very precious alchemical materials. ”

"It's a hardcore. By the way, what kind of magic did you just cast? I don't seem to have exchanged for this spell. ”

"The name of magic...... There's not a fitting name to tell you yet. In short, it can reflect the opponent's magic back. ”

"Huh? Why don't I give it a cool name? ”

"No, I thought of one on the spot, MirrorReflection, how's that?"

"Well, pretty high."

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On the 21st of Hearthfire, 4E, the protagonist chooses to dissociate himself from Wild Blood.

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