"How does it seem like we're going in the direction of going out of the city?" Keshia asked with some confusion, "Isn't the emperor in the city?" Didn't you say that he also attended the banquet? ”

The sharp-eyed eagle, who was leading the way in front, paused, as if he wanted to say something.

Zhang Lin rushed to the front and said, "The one who participated in the banquet should be a stand-in." ”

The sharp-eyed eagle glanced back at Zhang Lin, but didn't say much, and seemed to acquiesce in his words.

For the Emperor's safety, as the Emperor's guard, Sharp-Eyed Hawk only had to have the Emperor's stand-in meet with the Dragonborn, which would mislead the Assassins who targeted the Emperor, but the Emperor insisted on seeing the Dragonborn with his own eyes.

The wind from the Sea of the Dead continued to rage along the mountains of Hafengar, and the city was better blocked by high walls, but outside the city, even the voice of speech was affected.

The weather on the beach is changeable, and the sun is still shining during banquets, but now there is a tendency for wind and rain to come.

The sharp-eyed eagle set up a simple dock on the shore outside Dugu City, and used it to communicate with the emperor's warship.

Cataria has been staying on the sea north of Dugu City, the huge warship is not afraid of the wind and waves, and changes its position every day, only the commander in the camp knows where the warship is on that day.

Anyone the Emperor wanted to meet, he was invited by the Sharp-Eyed Eagle and escorted to the warship.

"Something is wrong, why are there no patrolling guards?" The sharp-eyed eagle who walked in front said that this place is not too far from Dugu City, and there should be patrols on this road through the port at all times, but there is no figure in sight until now.

"I guess there's a shortage of people." The other looked around, but didn't notice anything unusual. In his opinion, it should be normal for some of the soldiers transferred from the wedding banquet and the transfer of some soldiers from the city of Makas to the outside of the city.

"There's no way Tulius could have made such a mistake." The sharp-eyed eagle drew his weapon, and the houses on the roadside farm looked too wrong at the moment, too quiet.

"Whoosh-"

An arrow stuck in the ground in front of several people, and the style of the elf could be seen at a glance from the tail feathers.

A group of soldiers in heavy black armor rushed out of the farms on both sides of the road, quickly forming an encirclement.

The door of a room opened, and Alan Wen, the ambassador of Somer in luxurious clothes, walked out surrounded by servants, looking at the few people who were surrounded, Alan Wen's lips under the tip of her narrow nose turned up slightly.

"Ambassador Alan Wen, what do you mean by that?" The sharp-eyed eagle narrowed his eyes and stared at the approaching elves.

"I just want to invite this Miss Dragonborn to our embassy to sit down," Alain Wen felt a little familiar when she saw Keshia, which made her even more convinced that it was the Dragonborn in front of her who made a big fuss at the embassy at that time, "The last banquet was not well received because someone made trouble, and I hope this time I can make up for this regret." ”

The thought of that terrible banquet made Alan Wen very unhappy, the banquet that had been used to entertain the local nobles and merchants who had good relations with Somer ended in failure, the important documents of the embassy were stolen, and the prisoners held in the prison were released. Everything was caused by the Nord girl in front of her, as long as she could be caught, not only would she be able to make up for the loss of prestige, but she would also let the people of Skyrim know that even if she was a so-called hero, she would not end well if she provoked the Ancestor Shenzhou.

Hearing this, the sharp-eyed eagle, who was also an intelligence officer as a guard, didn't know what this Somer ambassador meant, "This is not good, Your Majesty has invited the Dragonborn." ”

"It's okay, I'll come to apologize afterwards." Although she said this, Alan Wen was not ready to apologize at all, "Take people away!" ”

"This is not your territory, elves!" Watching the Sommer soldiers take out all the shackles under Alan Wen's orders, the sharp-eyed eagle warned.

"Well, you don't think you asked us for our opinion?" Looking at Alan Wen's lofty face, Zhang Lin had the urge to go up and slap him, "You seem to think you're going to eat us?" ”

"Isn't it?" Alan Wen looked at Zhang Lin in some surprise and asked confidently.

"You said it doesn't count!"

Keshia looked at the Somer soldier who wanted to put the shackles on his hands, and kicked the other man out, and several soldiers behind him became a rolling gourd.

"Looks like you're going to put up a tough fight!" Alan Wen's eyes became dangerous, still retaining that arrogant temperament, "Your current behavior will only make you suffer more in the future!" ”

Kashia's sudden move caught the two sharp-eyed eagles off guard, and they were trying to resolve the matter peacefully through negotiations, but now things are getting a little bad.

"Damn, they want to kill us too!" Dodging a sudden fireball, the Sharp-Eyed Eagle swung its sword at the Somer soldiers who rushed forward.

Knowing that the Dragonborn's strength was higher than that of ordinary people, the three Somer soldiers held their shields and leaned side by side, expecting to rely on their numerical superiority to suppress each other.

A series of muffled thuds rang out, and three soldiers flew upside down with their sunken shields, shattering the farm's wooden fence.

Several Somer mages applied stone skin to themselves as soon as they threw the fireball, to compensate for their own defenses without armor.

A mage suddenly felt a burning sensation rush in front of him, and subconsciously used a magic shield to resist, but the magic that could neutralize a spell attack did not work as it should.

The shield that had just taken shape was like a thin piece of paper in front of the raging black flames, and he watched Zhang Lin, who was obviously far away a moment ago, appear in front of him, and the rock skin on his body was easily cut open, and he fell down with blood.

The Suomer soldier on the side was stunned for a moment, and waved the elf short sword in his hand and slashed towards Zhang Lin's head. Zhang Lin leaned sideways, grabbed the soldier's arm, and while making the opponent lose his balance, he slammed a knee into the opponent's waist, and then smashed the shrunken Somo soldier into a shrimp-like sword on the fallen mage.

The next moment, a bolt of lightning fell on Zhang Lin, and then bounced on the two not dead Somo on the ground, and jumped again on the Dragonborn who rushed over to help.

The two guys on the ground twitched, and a layer of charred black appeared on their bodies.

And Zhang Lin, who was the target, also fell into a state of paralysis for a short time, and for a while he seemed unable to resist the arrows fired at him.

A roar accompanied by a terrible chill swept over the Khia towards the Somer archers.

The arrows flying in the air were directly blown away, and the frost spread rapidly, and in just a few breaths, only a few ice sculptures reflecting white light were left in the place where the cold snap passed.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and they were closer, but the Somer soldiers, who had escaped the catastrophe, sat down on the ground and shivered, and the companions around them still maintained their previous expressions, but they could not change any more.

The Somer soldiers finally realized that they were not facing an ordinary Nord girl, but a humanoid dragon.