Snowy, windy.

Lydia waited anxiously for the water on the stove to boil, but she didn't see the lid of the pot being lifted by the steam, the sweat on her forehead dripping onto the floor, and a deliberately suppressed moan from the room made her bite her lips purple.

As Lord Baron's bodyguard, Lydia felt deeply guilty for her dereliction of duty, and she should not have let Lord Baron go to that place alone.

With the boiling hot water in hand, Lydia hurried to the room, even though the boiling water splashed on her arm because of the movement was too big, she didn't care.

In the room, the hero who solved the dragon scourge in the sky and wiped out the legendary dragon of destruction in Songard, her baron, a dragonborn girl named Kashia, was lying on the bed with a painful face.

At the bedside sat a young girl who looked no more than twenty years old, and her beauty was not far behind that of the Baron, a noble and elegant dark red dress intertwined with black and red stripes, her skin was sickly pale like a long time without seeing the sun, and her blood-red eyes were so deep that they seemed to make people fall into them.

"Lord Baron, Miss Celana, the water is boiling." Lydia placed the basin of water on the head of the bed, soaked the towel in hot water, and prepared to wipe the blood oozing from his arm for Tikshia.

"Excuse me, Lydia," Kashia smiled as she lay on the bed, then looked at the vampire girl, who was a little tired from her continued use of blood spells, "Celana, take a break." ”

"It's okay, I can hold on for a while."

As soon as she said this, Serana shook twice with some deviance, and the red energy surging between her interlaced hands also flashed.

After the brilliance of the spell dissipated, the situation of the dragonborn girl's arm appeared in front of the two of them.

I saw that the originally white right arm showed a strange reddish-brown color, and the blood vessels hidden under the skin were magnified several times and highlighted, like worms hovering on the arm, and a film-like stratum corneum appeared on the skin, which looked terrible and hideous, and blood flowed out from the cracked crack from time to time.

"Miss Serana, why doesn't she look any better, Lord Baron?" Lydia grumbled.

"I can only control the infection from spreading, but it is difficult to completely dispel it." The vampire girl didn't care about Lydia's complaints, and just frowned and looked at Kashia's arm, which was the first time she had encountered such a situation.

This infection is different from ordinary diseases, otherwise she would be immune to almost all diseases by turning Kashia into a vampire, but now she can only rely on the ability to control the blood to suppress the spread of this infection.

Lydia put the blood-stained towel into the basin of water to wash, and as she wrung the water, something suddenly came to her mind, "Lord Baron, what about your mysterious friends, they must have a way, right?"

Kashia smiled bitterly, "I don't know when they'll be coming, so I don't have to hope for that for now." ”

"Why don't you cut off this arm?" After pondering for a moment, Serana suggested.

Before Kashia could reply, Lydia hurriedly shouted, "No! Without this arm, how can the Baron still hold the sword? ”

Just as the three of them were silent, there was a knock at the door.

"I'll take a look." Lydia stood up and walked towards the door.

The door opened, and a man and a woman stood in front of it, wearing strange bone masks and dark yellow robes embroidered with strange stripes, looking like priests of some god.

"Cultists!?"

Lydia was stunned for a moment before recognizing the identity of the comer, these cultists who had come out some time ago not only trumpeted that Lord Baron's identity as a Dragonborn was fake, but even attacked those who had helped Lord Baron on his adventures.

And the Baron got some information from them and went to Morrowind alone, only to return with his injuries.

"This is it!" The two cultists looked at each other and nodded, and spell brilliance of fire and frost appeared in their hands.

Since she was at home, Lydia was not wearing a weapon by her side, and she was only wearing a set of daily cloth robes for convenience, seeing this scene, she didn't have time to take her weapon, so she stepped forward directly and knocked out the two cultists who wanted to break into the room.

The two cultists thought that Lydia was just an ordinary maid, so they were defenseless, and as a result, they were hit like this, and the male cultist was directly knocked out.

In a hurry, the female cultist threw the fire magic in her hand directly, and although she missed her head, she still burned Lydia's arm.

Angered by the pain, Lydia punched the female cultist's face, the bone mask making a crunch and some cracked bone fragments falling into the cultist's face.

"Ahh The female cultist let out a terrible wail, blood dripping from her fingers covering her face.

This piercing shout was like lighting a fuse, and a battle broke out at the city gate, and the two cultists who dragged the guards directly moved and knocked the guards to the ground before they could react.

Before the patrolling guards could arrive, the two cultists also rushed towards the door of the Wind House, apparently preparing to help their companions.

An ice pick grazed Lydia's face, the sharp edge cutting a wound directly on her face, and the remaining frost directly coagulated the blood that had just oozed out.

Lydia kicked the cultist who was about to get up again, and one turned and rushed back into the room, quickly removing the single sword and shield hanging from the wall.

There was no time to change the armor, but with the shield and weapon in hand, Lydia had a little more confidence.

However, after waiting for a while, Lydia didn't see the four cultists break in, only heard a few screams.

"Lydia, what's going on?" Serana's voice came from behind.

"Cultist, protect Lord Baron." Lydia didn't look back, holding her shield on her chest and cautiously walking towards the door.

But he saw that the four cultists had pierced their chests and fell in pools of blood.

A familiar-looking young man wiped the blood from his sword on the cultist's robes as he conversed with several patrols from Snowman.

"Lord Zhang Lin!?"

"Yo, Lydia~" The man followed the voice, smiled and waved his hand, and then explained to the patrolman: "You can deal with the rest of the matter, and also, hurry up and send someone to inform the lord." ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang Lin was grabbed by the arm of Lydia, who ran forward, and pulled him into the Wind House.

"What's going on?" Looking at the abnormality of Kexia's arm, Zhang Lin asked in surprise.

"Two days ago, when I was investigating the source of the cultist, I was attacked by a strange creature, and it has not been cured until now."

Enduring the pain in her arm, Keshia reluctantly squeezed out a smile to Zhang Lin.

Zhang Lin knew that it was impossible for Emma and the others to go on adventures with Kexia without leaving her with highly effective healing drugs, and since it didn't work, it was definitely not an ordinary injury.

Placing a disc-shaped instrument on the ground, he saw a light blue circular portal more than one person high instantly generated, and Zhang Lin directly picked up Kexia by the waist and drilled into the portal.

Seeing the two disappear, Serana was stunned and asked Lydia, "Who is that person?" ”

"Your Excellency's friend, the mysterious kind."

"Shall we go up and have a look?"

"Hmm!"