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"At least the Silverwing Hunters can be trusted," Rex said, "and this group of warriors and hunters is not liked by everyone, and their reputation is even worse than that of the bad Rats." ”

"Blade hunters hunt werewolves, assassins assassinate targets, so neither the Dark Brotherhood nor the Blade hunters are righteous organizations. ”

"The work of the Assassins has nothing to do with justice, we only have goals. Although this may sound cold and heartless, it does not mean that we do not have justice and glory. Rex retorted, "And the Silverwing Hunters are ruthless skinning merchants, and the Wolf Hunters are only for the gold. Werewolves will be killed indiscriminately. This is fundamentally different from the Brotherhood, although we also kill. ”

Caterina sighed, "Well, even if what you say is true, it has nothing to do with our mission this time. Do you think you want to tell Mr. Blacksmith the truth about this?"

"Whether we tell him or not, we have to find him first. Let's go, let's go to Stade first. ”

"You go and help her, what about my sister?" shouted Katerina.

"Don't worry, I'll help your sister escape from the cave too. Rex reassured, "Since we've accepted her commission, let's make it a new mission!"

"No, it's not us, it's you, it's you who agreed to her request, and it has nothing to do with me. Caterina said stubbornly.

"Well, even if I promised it myself, not us. Then you have to help me, we're partners!"

"Ahem, damn it, who the hell is helping the two of us. Caterina complained.

Rex said with a smiling face, "You helped me first, and then I helped you." ”

The two emerged from the rubble and saw a patrolling group of Imperial soldiers walking towards them. Dressed in neat imperial leather armor, the soldier who walked at the front turned back to his colleagues behind him and said, "Recently, there have been more and more strangers coming to the village, I don't know if there will be a crisis!"

"Haven't you heard that werewolves have infiltrated the village, and we will have to be more careful in our patrols in the future. The soldier behind him replied.

The patrol soldiers looked at them, and when nothing was unusual, they walked past them in a line, leaving the entrance of the village and walking towards the stone bridge.

The residents of Stede finally left their houses and began their day's work. There was a lumber mill by the river, and three workers first sawed off the large trees that had been brought in yesterday, and then polished the timber of uniform length, and piled it neatly together, waiting for the timber merchant to transport them into the castle of Whitehorse.

The farmer on the riverside farm is busy harvesting the vegetables in the field, and the tomatoes, potatoes, and cabbage are the harvest of his half-year labor.

Taverns and bazaars have been opened, and the children of the village have come to the bazaars to play hide-and-seek games. They went to the village Creek Tavern to eat some dried meat and bread, and drank the vegetable soup recommended by the boss, and then felt that their bodies were warm again. Having obtained the location of the blacksmith from the tavernkeeper, they decide to go in search of Blacksmith Stanner.

From the tavern, walk east past the Staid Trader's Grocery Store and a food store, then turn right into another path where you will see the Staid Blacksmith across the road. By this time, it was close to noon. They looked outside to see a man forging an unformed sword on a workbench. He was dressed in a simple burlap coat, and his brown hair was combed from the middle of his head. The skin is also tan and a little grayish. The thick brown beard was like a mess of strokes, and the eyes were black but not a hint of brilliance. Because of his long work, he had to squint to see what was around him.

He picked up the hammer in his hand and struck the red-hot iron on the workbench with regular regularity. With each hammer blow, the iron splatters with sparks. And make a regular "ding, ding, ding" sound. The men worked very hard and didn't notice them walking in. That was until Rex greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Blacksmith." ”

The blacksmith woke up from his obsessed work, looked at them in confusion for a few minutes, and said in a wooden voice, "Good afternoon, welcome to Stana Blacksmith, may I ask what you need, as long as there are materials, what tools and weapons can I forge?"

"Do you know a woman named Delphina?" said Rex.

Stanner's eyes changed from godlessness to surprise, his long mouth could barely be closed, and he said in a trembling voice, "Ma, please talk about it again?"

"Delphina, a Nord woman!" shouted Caterina.

Mr. Blacksmith jerked to his feet, "How do you know my wife's name, and who are you?" asked Stanner, surprised.

"My name is Rex, she's Katarina, and we're ordinary travelers. I came to you because I was commissioned by Delphina. Rex explained to him.

", she's long gone in this world. The blacksmith said categorically.

"We know that she's dead. Rex said.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault, she was burned to death by the fire. If I had been with her, that wouldn't have happened. I'm sorry for my wife, I'm an irresponsible bastard. Stanner's expression was miserable, and he fell into deep remorse.

Rex and Caterina looked at each other, "No, that's not your fault," Caterina said softly, "Your wife wasn't burned to death, she was killed, and her soul was imprisoned in that ruin." ”

Stanner came to his senses from his remorse and walked up to Katerina, "She was killed, it can't be! That fire burned down our home and burned her, could it be wrong?"

"She's right, your wife was killed. Rex said, "The house was set on fire when the murderer left, and these details were told to us by your wife, who also said that she misses you very much and regrets not being able to see you again." ”

When the blacksmith heard this, he sat back in his chair like a deflated balloon. muttered to herself, "How can this be, I don't understand, she is so kind and warm-hearted." Tell me who killed her. ”

"A Silverwing Hunter killed her. Rex said.

"Silverwing?" Stanner wondered, "Who is it? a hunter?"

"Or call them bounties for werewolves, merchants between warriors and hunters. Rex said.

"What does this have to do with Delphina, she's just a kind wife!"

"Don't you understand?" said Caterina, "your wife, Delphina, she is a werewolf. ”

"No, it can't be, it's absolutely impossible. Stanner patted his head and said to himself, "She has lived with me for half a year, if she was a werewolf, I would have found out, this is absolutely impossible." Stanner strenuously denied this fact, but he didn't know whether to take their word for it. His heart was sad and helpless, and he couldn't help but whimper and cry when he thought of Delphina's gentle face.

After Blacksmith Steiner has calmed down from his grief, Rex tells Blacksmith that he has agreed to Delphina's request to find Pozik, the Silverwing Hunter who killed her, and let him free her soul until she rests.

After listening to Rex's words, Stanner hurriedly thanked him. At the same time, he told them. For half a year, he had occasionally heard rumors from the patrol soldiers about werewolves entering the village, and he had always been skeptical. Now the two warriors have confirmed the rumors themselves, and he also believes that his wife may be a werewolf. So, he told the two enthusiastic strangers all about his acquaintance with Delphine.

This is how the story begins. One afternoon half a year ago, heavy snow fell in the area of Mount Hrosga. Even during the day, the sky was gray, and snowflakes were dancing in the air, falling to cover the mountain road between Staid and Hagentown. After the blacksmith Steiner delivered the newly forged sword to the captain of Hagentown, he braved the snow and hurried back to Stade. Halfway there, he found an injured woman lying on the side of the road, with red blood stains on the white snow. The snow almost drowned her body.

She was lying motionless on her dying, and Stede immediately went up to examine her and found a deep scar on her back. The wound was neat and elongated, clearly cut by a sharp weapon, and blood was still pouring out of the wound. The woman's eyes are glazed, her breath is weak, her face is pale, and she will soon die if she is not treated.

Stanner held her body in his arms and prepared to take it back to Stead to heal her. Suddenly, he noticed two people coming from Yuanchuan in the snowstorm. He hastily led her to a cave on the shore of the road, where they were completely hidden. In the dark shadows, his eyes widened, closely observing the movements of the two men.

As they entered, Stanner saw that they were wearing mage robes and black cloaks, their faces obscured by the cloaks. The two of them searched for footprints and blood stains on the snow just now, and one of them said, "We followed her footprints here, and now there is no trace, it's disgusting!"

Another said, "Don't worry, she's been slashed by my silver sword and won't be able to escape far." We'll catch her. ”

"That's right. The man said, "Damn werewolf, we must catch her, and happily peel her skin and sell it to the bastard merchants of Wintercastle." ”

"May the Demon God Class forgive us," said the other, "Damn, damn, her footprints have disappeared from here." Somewhat angry, he threw the silver sword in his hand to the ground and cried out frantically, "Hell, that's bad, this bastard is gone." I swore I would have skinned her with my own hands. ”

His companion immediately stopped him from going mad and asked him to continue his pursuit with him. After the two men had gone far, Stanner carefully moved the woman out of the cave, made a small morgue out of rattan and grass, and took her back to Stade's home.

The woman was quickly regained her health under Steiner's meticulous care. She tells Stanner that her name is Delphine, that she is a homeless homeless girl who wants to stay and take care of Stanner. The blacksmith was overjoyed, and he took the hand of the Nord woman and watched her for a night. Finally, with the blessing of the villagers, the pastor gave them a grand wedding ceremony in the church of White Horse City.

After that, the two started a new life in Stade.

After listening to the blacksmith's story, Rex and Caterina looked at each other and couldn't help but sigh and sigh for their love. In Rex's mind, werewolves are certainly rejected by various races and will attack some innocent humans, but there are exceptions, they are different from ordinary werewolves, they have feelings and warmth, such as Eric, the blacksmith whom he respects and loves.