Chapter 159: Confrontation
Chapter 159: Confrontation
Rewind the clock back to ten minutes ago.
The bedroom door slammed open, and a man in black armor rushed in, greeted by a sword that slashed at his head. The black-armored man used his arm to block the long sword and shouted:
"It's me! Your Highness Ufrik, the Assassins are already outside the door, please take refuge in the door! β
Ufrik. Stormcloak's face was darker than usual, he was draped in a simple robe, and he had removed the decorative sword hanging from his bedroom wall. Now he was holding a simple steel long sword in his hand, which could split Su Jing's head just now by pressing down ten centimeters more.
"How many assassins are there, and how did they get in?"
ββ¦β¦ There is only one person, a mage. Su Jing took a breath, "I'm sorry, Your Highness, but I'm just an alchemist, and I may be good at making all kinds of equipment, but it's not my ability to fight the enemy head-on...... Get out of here and find a way to escape. β
"Only one person?!" Ufrik looked out the door, and the sounds of explosions and battles, as well as roars and screams, could be heard below. As heavy footsteps approached, a massive storm elemental more than two meters tall was approaching.
"Damn ......"
Ufrik stepped back from the door, took a two-handed greatsword from his table, and ambushed it on the side of the door. Su Jing squatted on the other side, and inside the armor on one side, a silver snake slowly drilled out. The Storm Elemental saw the gate and roared in.
Just as it stepped in with one foot, Su Jing's snake whip stumbled hard, tripping it to the ground. Then Ufrik yelled. The greatsword pierced through the center of the Storm elemental, turning its energy convergence center into a chaotic shard. But the powerful electricity released by the elemental life before dying was also transmitted to the Wind Helmet Lord through the steel greatsword. Luckily, he let go quickly, otherwise he might have turned into a piece of charcoal by now.
Easily dealt with a storm elemental. But the main protagonist has not yet appeared. The two men glanced at each other, and Su Jing said slowly, "Your Highness, maybe you should leave here first." β
"No, as the Lord of Windhelm and the owner of the Stormcloak, there's no way I'm going to escape my battlefield like this. As a Nord, even if I die, I will die in the face of the enemy. β
"There's an old saying in our country that says as long as the mountains are there. Then there will be no shortage of firewood. You are the heart of the Stormcloak, and as soon as you die, the Stormcloak will be completely destroyed. But as long as you live, then the Cloak will make a comeback one day......"
"No, Tom. You're not a Nord, so you won't understand. Ufrik interrupted, "Stormcloak isn't just my name, it's not my charisma that unites us together. What really unites this organization is the spirit of the NORD people. Our martial spirit of being brave and fearless and never bowing our heads. If I run away from here. Then even if I were still alive, the Stormcloak would cease to exist, because I personally reneged on my own ideas. But if I die here today. Then I died, but the name Stormcloak will live on in history. Because man can be killed, but a spirit. An idea that cannot be killed......"
After a brief silence, Ufrik. The storm cloak patted Su Jing on the shoulder. "Don't die here. You are of great value, and even the Imperials would not easily kill a brilliant forger like you. Stay alive. Then tell our story. Let the entire continent know the name of the Storm Cloak of Skyrim Province. Let them know that there is a group of Nords who fight for their dignity and have no regrets until they die. Someday, a new rebel will inherit the name of the Stormcloak and stand up again. β
"It's a very touching speech, but today, none of you can get out of here alive." The mage in a white mask walked in through the doorway, her footsteps so silent that neither of the men in the room noticed when she had arrived.
Su Jing stepped in front of Ufrik and used his armor to fend off any spells that might come his way.
"Greetings from General Tullius, Lord Uffric." The masked mage bowed slightly.
"Who are you? The killer of the Dark Brotherhood? Ufrik picked up a hand axe and asked in a deep voice.
ββ¦β¦ You can say the same. To put it simply, I was nothing more than a mage hired to assassinate you, and General Tullius paid me, and then I also appreciated his philosophy. As a loyal subject of the Empire, I believe that it is the duty of every Imperial to suppress you separatists...... You tell me? Lord Ufrik in collusion with the elves of Summerwilight Isles? It's a shame that you can still say those things without shame. β
The female mage didn't seem to be in a hurry to kill the killer, but slowly provoked the two in front of her.
ββ¦β¦ Collusion with elves...... How can it be?! Lord Uffric is not that kind of person! Su Jing was shocked, and his body trembled slightly.
"Don't be afraid, Tom. It's just a serpent's lie. Ufrik pressed his shoulder, "Plant the seeds of discord in our hearts, that's what the conspirators of the empire love nothing more than to do." That's right, the High Elves and I have approached because they think the existence of the Storm Cloak is beneficial to them. A group of short-sighted conspirators, when I completely control Skyrim Province, then the first one is to expel all these above-the-top guys from the sky! β
"Hehe......" the female mage sneered, "If the people know that the storm cloak under the banner of Nord nationalism is actually trading with the High Elves, all the storm cloaks will be regarded as traitors." Poor Ufrik, you don't know that the Dao Elves have been pinching your lifeline. As soon as they reveal the evidence of your dealings with them and make it public, then the cohesion you are proud of will be over. They use your power to divide the empire and easily erase you afterwards...... Can't even see that? The lords of the East are no more than that. β
"They won't believe it. As long as we banish the High Elves from the skies on the battlefield, the people will never take their word for it. β
Before you know it, the atmosphere in the bedroom seems to turn into a political argument in the tavern. The Assassin and the Assassin were babbling about the right or wrong of the two sides of the Skyrim Province, seemingly forgetting what they were supposed to do. Under the faΓ§ade of-for-tat. All three are deliberately stalling for time.
ββ¦β¦ Tullius' strength alone can't change the festering of the empire's political situation! Titusmaid II can't save the country anymore! Below him, how many great nobles were trying to assassinate him. Overthrow his regime and then take the throne? None of his relatives were good people! The Empire needs a stronger leader, a new force that can burn the wreckage of the old era in one fell swoop! β
[I'll count one, two, three, and then we'll go up together and kill her.] I'll stun her with a dragon's roar, and then you kill him with hand-to-hand combat. γ
While arguing, Ufrik quietly passed on a message to Su Jing. Su Jing nodded quietly imperceptibly. The two of them changed their positions at an extremely slow pace, and the parts of their bodies were ready to attack.
"The Storm Cloak is not the cure for the Empire, you are trying to perform major surgery on a seriously ill man. This is outright murder! The vitality of human society has been exhausted to the point where it can only recuperate, and it is right to sign a platinum agreement with the elves, we need to fight for respite! β
At this moment, there seemed to be a commotion from below at the door. Then, Sadako Yamamura appeared at the door. At this moment, all three of them were stunned for a moment, and then the next moment, everyone realized that this was the moment of victory!
The female mage raised the staff in her hand, and the next second. The dragon's roar, which had been charging for a long time, roared out of Ufrik's mouth. The powerful force threw the unprepared female mage up, and threw it all against the wall, and Su Jing jumped up, and his right fist slammed down on the female mage's head.
When the mage was about to die. With difficulty, she stretched out her right hand, and the wide ring ruby was facing on one side and met Su Jing's fist head-on. Fifty battering ram spells stored in the battering ram ring. At this moment, three superimposed forces burst out in an instant. Su Jing, who was hit by this huge force, flew back upside down, and then fell to the corner of the wall on the other side.
Ufrik had already pounced on him with his axe. The mage rolled on the ground in embarrassment, dodging the powerful blow. She picked up the lightning staff from the ground and aimed it at Ufrik. And in the next second, an enchantment formed by air solidification appeared in front of her, just enough to resist the spell released by the tip of her staff.
The panting old mage finally arrived in time to turn the tide with his enchantment spell and block the fatal blow.
"Where did you come from?! Yes...... From Winterhold Academy, I thought you were really neutral...... Damn villain! In a rage, the mage tore open a scroll, and three cascades of fireballs pounced on Ufrik. And Master Tovdil, who was not as agile as an old man in his sixties, stepped out in front of her, his beard and hair were all open, and his dexterous hands were sealed at the same time. A huge energy shield appeared in the center of the two, and the destructive power of the three huge fireballs was swallowed up by the guardian enchantment in one go, and violent ripples flashed on the invisible shield, but the old mage still tried his best to support the existence of the shield.
"Stand down! Evil mage! β
"Damn...... Damn it! I shouldn't have been talking nonsense with you for too long! β
With a roar, the female mage grabbed the door and fled. Sadako Yamamura and Su Jing chased after him in one go.
About thirty seconds later, Su Jing came back with a very ugly face.
"Let her run away. She seemed to tear open a scroll, and then a ...... appeared in the space Door-like things. She stepped through the door, and the door was gone......"
ββ¦β¦ Spatial Portal?! Tovdil's eyes widened, "This is ...... For what? Could it be that she is a demon creature? Is it a demon or someone who borrows the power of the demon god? β
"Will she ever show up again?" Ufrik, who was sitting on the edge of the bed, asked.
"It probably won't be in the short term, but I think we need to strengthen the safety and security system." Su Jing shrugged his shoulders.
"Phew......," Ufrik let out a long sigh, "I know we won't stop here. β
"Yes, Your Highness. We're not going to stop here. Su Jing smiled. (To be continued......)