Storm Country, a country in the northern part of the Skyrim continent, is rich in mages, but it doesn't have patrols to defend towns and villages like the Empire does. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoMost mages are concentrated in the Sphinx Academy of Magic in Winterhold to study and study magic.

And the town of Xueman, which has no magicians, is even more outlier in this land. The Silverwing Hunters who live here are extremely xenophobic, wary and unfriendly towards any stranger who enters the village.

As the exhilarating light of the sun faded away, the town of Snowman entered a world of darkness, cold, and silence, where there was no sound of insects, birds, wind, or anything.

The two of them stood at the fork in the road, and all they could hear was each other's breathing and the "clang" of Shadowmares' hooves on the stones. The houses in the village are lit with candles, and the roof tiles and rafters can be seen through the narrow windows. The two of them plan to infiltrate the house of Orion, who had driven them away during the day, to find out the news, and Rex pried open the door of his house with a ******, a trick he had learned from a thief, and it was disgraceful in itself, but it worked.

The hunter woke up from his sleep when Rex gently covered his mouth with his hand, and when he saw them, he had a surprised look on his face. He immediately struggled and screamed, lying on the bed shaking on all fours.

"Honestly, don't move!" Caterina said, holding the sharp dagger under his neck and threatening, "yelling and screaming to move your head." ”

The hunter was stunned by her words, looked at them with horror, and nodded.

"Don't be afraid, we're here for you, and if you cooperate, I'm sure you'll be safe;" Rex smiled weirdly, "If you have to play tricks, then I can't guarantee that your body is still intact." ”

The poor middle-aged hunter was held hostage by two young assassins and sat up from his bed. The hand that pressed his mouth loosened, and he tried not to let his hand tremble. Timidly asked, "What do you want?"

"Help us find Pozik, I know he's in this village. Rex said.

"I can't say. The hunter firmly denied it.

"Say it quickly, or I'll cut off your head with it. Caterina raised the dagger in her hand.

Rex reached out to block Katarina, and he asked the hunter, "Let me ask you a few questions, first of all, what do you have to do with the bandits of Hagsta?"

The lean hunter was unusually surprised by his question, he had not expected the young man to ask him an unexpected question. He felt confused by the two of them, and cautiously said, "Why do you want to know this?"

"It has nothing to do with you, say it quickly. Rex commanded.

The hunter looked at the two of them with puzzled eyes, lowered his head and said, "Nowadays, the situation of the Blade Hunter is not optimistic, maybe we are cursed by the Holy Spirit, the hunters and warriors hate us, and the country and the people hate us. We have become a group of lonely ronins, and Bladehunter is no longer a title of honor, but a bad reputation. Werewolf skins are the only resource we rely on for survival, and because of this bad reputation, we can't sell them. So, the leader Pozik chose to cooperate with the bandits, and let the robbers of Hagstad sell the werewolf skins we hunted for us, and they took half of the gold coins obtained from the sale as a reward. ”

"Is that all, are there any other deals?" asked Caterina.

"That's all. ”

"You swear?"

The hunter nodded.

Caterina turned away helplessly.

"Alright. I'll ask you a second question," said Rex, "where is your chief, Pozik, and you take us to him." ”

"No, it's absolutely impossible. The hunter said.

"Rex?" Rex twisted the hunter's arm behind his back at breakneck speed, and the hunter cried out in pain.

Rex leaned into his ear and said, "I don't think you want it to leave your body, do you?"

"What do you want to do with Pozik?" the hunter's forehead was bruised, and blood seemed to rush to his face, and his face was swollen and red.

"You just need to take us to him, nothing else is your business. ”

The hunter thought for a moment and compromised, "Okay, I'll take you to him." ”

Rex and Caterina looked at each other and nodded happily. They followed the hunter and walked out of his house together. The night still covered the town with snow, exactly the same as it had been before entering the hunter's house.

The hunter led the two through the streets of the village, and through a straight street, they turned west into an alley, through which they found a nondescript log cabin in the darkness near the end of the village.

"Pozik is inside!" said the hunter, pointing to the cabin.

"You're not lying?" questioned Caterina.

"Go in and see if I'm telling the truth. ”

"You knock on the door. Rex ordered.

The hunter looked at them with disgust, reluctantly walked up, and knocked on the door with a fist.

A few minutes later, candles were lit in the cabin. At the same time, a shout of "Who's where?" was heard, and the wooden door was opened. Before Pozik could spot them, the hunter quickly rushed in, shouting, "Flee, chief, there are assassins trying to kill you." ”

All I heard was panic inside the cabin. Rex and Caterina expertly burst into the cabin and saw the hunter and a man about to remove the large silver sword hanging from the wall. Caterina jumped over and the hunter began a fight, and Rex pulled out the Nightingale's Blade and held it in his hand, looking at the man. He had pale skin and red eyes, as if affected by some kind of disease, leaving his face bloodless. He had a short beard, black hair that was somewhat curly, and wore tight-fitting cotton clothes, with neatly folded mage robes and cloaks on a wooden cabinet at the head of the bed.

"Are you Pozik, their leader?" asked Rex.

The man smiled coldly, tightened the silver sword in his hand, and asked disdainfully, "You two little thieves, you listened to me in the tavern during the day, and now you dare to break in, you are not small." ”

"I'm really sorry, we have the necessary reason to find you. Rex said.

"Arrogant, young man who doesn't know what to live or die for. Pozik said.

"Don't you want to know why we're looking for you?"

"Haha!" Pozik sneered, "and when I dig out your hearts, there's no need to know the answer." ”

Rex shook his head helplessly, "If you really think so much of us, I think you'll regret your stupid approach." ”

"Really, am I going to get down on my knees and beg you to have mercy on me, and then let me go?" Pozik mocked Rex with a look of pity.

"I suppose you won't give in until I subdue you?"

"Less nonsense, kind of come and hit me!"

Rex shouted and rushed forward, and Pozik rushed over with his silver sword in hand, and their swords clashed back and forth in the air, and the two sharp weapons collided with each other with a "bell" sound. Rex wielded the Nightingale's blade to suppress Pozik's great silver sword, leaving the other party with no room to fight back. Seeing that he was at the bottom of the battle, Pozik took a step back and jumped out of the door to stand in the open space in front of the wooden house.

Rex jumped out of the house as well. In the moonlight, two dark figures stood facing each other, staring intently at each other, their swords glittering in the night sky. The breeze in the mountains and forests blew across their faces, and the battle was on the verge of breaking out, and they confronted each other for a minute, and then suddenly attacked each other. Rex used his sword stabbing skills taught by his teacher Wallock, and the stabbing of the storm knocked Pozik out of combat, and his clothes were torn by the Nightingale's blade, exposing half of his back.

Pozik's muscles were almost cut, and he crawled on the ground gasping and groaning in pain. Rex stepped forward and thrust the Nightingale Blade back into its scabbard. At this time, Caterina also drove out of the cabin.

"He's dead!" she said.

"May his soul rest in peace. Rex said.

"He, what should I do?" Caterina looked at Pozik on the ground.

Rex crouched down, lifted Pozik's face and said, "It has nothing to do with me for whatever high-sounding reason you use to slaughter werewolves, I was entrusted to come to you in the hope that you will free Delphine's soul so that her ghost can rest in peace." ”

Pozik wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "You mean that deformed werewolf, the wife of a stupid blacksmith?"

"That's right. ”

"Hehe!" Pozik sneered again, "I killed her twice, and she escaped the first time, but unfortunately I couldn't escape my control in the end, I still want her life, she is destined to be my prey." Haha!"

Pozik coughed violently from laughter, and he stroked his chest and twitched for a while before calming down.

"You come with me to Stade. Rex grabbed Pozik's body and carried him on his shoulder.

When the three of them returned to Stade, Blacksmith Stanner was already waiting for them in the ruins. Seeing them appear at the entrance of the village, he excitedly said, "It's back, they're finally back." ”

The residents of Staid came out of their homes and gathered around the ruins, anticipating what was to come. In front of the three of them to bring the blacksmith, Rex threw the bound Pozik to the ground, and Stanner rushed up with a painful expression and slapped Pozik, angrily scolding, "Murderer, you hateful murderer, killed my wife, today I will avenge her!" Mr. Blacksmith frantically beat Pozik. The neighbors around him raised their arms and shouted, "Kill him, kill him!"

When he got tired, Rex walked over and separated them. The silverwing hunter with a blue nose and swollen face was embarrassed, and he sat on the ground with his head down, but he was a little pitiful. Rex walked over and cut the rope that bound him with Katerina's dagger.

"I'm sorry, man, for wronging you. Rex crouched down next to him and patted Pozik on the shoulder, "I think Mr. Blacksmith will forgive you this time." ”

Pozik glared at Rex with swollen eyes and cursed, "Disgusting bastard." ”

"Let's get started, you've got to finish your job. Rex said.

"I curse you foolish clowns that you will be punished and tormented by God in the severest way. The gods of fate will not forgive you for your atrocities today. Pozik muttered a curse. He took a scroll from his baggage, untied it, and laid it flat on the ground, and began to chant a magic spell, and a blue light with strange words slowly rose from the corner of the ruins, shooting into the sky and disappearing without a trace.

A few minutes later, a white shadow emerged from the ruins. Blacksmith Stanner wept bitterly, got up from the ground, and ran quickly to his wife's ghost. The two stood face to face, and Delphine looked at the blacksmith with a sad expression, and she reached out to caress the blacksmith's face tenderly. When Stanner tried to hold his wife's hand, he found that he couldn't reach it at all. He anxiously tried a few times, but still couldn't touch it.

With tears in his eyes, he called his wife's name and wailed, "I love you, I can't live without you." Delphine calmly comforted her husband, "My dear, I love you too." Although I am dead, I hope you can live well for me, and our love will never die. ”

"Hmm. The blacksmith wept bitterly and nodded.

Delphine comforted her husband for a while, walked up to Rex and Caterina, smiled and said, "Thank you for saving my soul from the agony of loneliness and allowing me to see my husband again, thank you very much." ”

Rex and Caterina nodded at her. Delphine turned to her husband and stroked his face again. Her shadow began to dissipate, like a cloud of mist sprayed in the air, and in the blink of an eye, it dissolved into nothingness.

Rex came back to his senses to find that Caterina had two lines of clear, bright tears left on her face.