The shade of the forest is getting longer and longer, and the cool and mild dusk is falling. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info Overseer Garrick was attacked by Barbas in a row, tearing a large piece of his armor. Half of his body bones were leaking out from under his clothes, and his right collarbone was broken, apparently the work of Barbas's teeth.

The Overseer's desire to kill Rex is disrupted, and no matter how hard he tries, he can't get any closer to Rex's body. Little by little, Babas drove him out of the battlefield, along with the crippled minions. Garrick looked at Barbas with resentment, then at the prey in the distance, and reluctantly left the remains of the Frostmoon Inn. Climb over the swollen river and head southwest into a forest.

It wasn't until the demons were completely gone that Barbas turned around and walked over to Rex to observe his physical condition. What he couldn't bear to look at was his leg, the calf bone torn from the crack in the knee, and the muscles around it were swollen like an egg. Purple-red blood pooled under the skin, and the top of the knee was broken in half and cocked.

Exhausted, Rex struggled with the deadly pain with his stubborn will, and although his consciousness was nearly unconscious, he clenched his fists to keep himself awake. Due to the lack of rest, his eyes were sunken and he crawled on the ground like a living dead.

Babas transforms from a giant wolf to a Nord warrior, picking up Rex with his large, rough and powerful hands, and resting his back on his lap. Staring at him with a grim gaze, he saw Rex's tragic situation, and deliberately said in a playful tone, "It's ironic, the once heroic elite assassin is now in such a mess!"

Rex lifted his eyelids and glanced lazily at Barbas. He smiled bitterly, "The world is unpredictable, and the skeleton army is too numerous to deal with. So, don't I look terrible!"

"Don't worry about such trivialities," said Barbas, "you may go lame for a few days, and you will recover in the end, and believe me, you are used to them." ”

"Anyway, it's the first time I've seen you so embarrassed!" added Barbas.

Rex smiled wryly, "And for the last time." ”

He didn't feel very comfortable, and he pushed his ass back a little with his hands, feeling more stable before he breathed a sigh of relief, and closed his eyes contentedly to enjoy the peace of victory. His eyes were red and swollen, his brow and cheeks bulging together, and his vision was blurry and he couldn't see what was on his face. His gums were burning and aching, as he had been kicked down by the Overseers and had fallen to the ground.

Barbas moved awkwardly, but did everything he could to bandage Rex's wounds and make him as comfortable as possible. The fracture and knee were the most severe, and Barbas found two wrist-thick sticks, straightened his legs, and fastened them to both sides of the broken legs. After doing this, he also tore the sleeves of Rex's underwear into strips of cloth and tied them to sticks and legs. In this way, when he stands, the weight of his whole body does not weigh on just one leg.

Twilight is four, night is gradually falling, and stars appear in the sky. With Barbas in his arms, Rex hopped forward, and the two of them left the slaughterhouse-like place. Didn't walk along the river, after crossing a steep slope to the Gikal plain. Then camped on the side of the road, the Rex people were sleepy and tired, and their whole body ached, and they couldn't wait to eat before they lay down and fell asleep.

When I woke up in the morning, the mist was thick and the sky was gray with no clouds to see. After eating a few slices of bread and drinking half a bottle of wine, the two planned to cross the plains into the borders of the empire and then ascend the snow-capped mountains of Hrosga.

"I'm surprised by your presence!" said Rex, "I thought I was doomed, and I was going to die." ”

Barbas looked at his face curiously, thinking he would say something else.

"Why are you looking at me like that?

"I'm sorry I've heard about you in the Brotherhood. The Night Mother is a stupid leader who actually gave up on you. Barbas looked regretful.

"You're wrong, that's not what she intended. The Brotherhood has its own rules, and if you fail a mission, you must be punished, and this is true for each member. Rex explained.

Barbas sneered. "As a bystander, I don't think so, any country or organization that gives up its best subordinates is the result of a conspiracy or a game of interests; ”

"Oh, tell me, what kind of conspiracy could it be?"

Babas shook his head, "I don't know, conspiracy theories are just my guesses; ”

"Hah, even if it's a conspiracy. Then I'm not so bad, at least I'm free. Rex laughs.

"Well, think about it. What other changes, or changes, have happened in the Brotherhood?" Babas paused, "significant changes. He added.

"Cicero was imprisoned by the Night Mother. Rex blurted out.

With a dull expression, Barbas said slowly, "Man, I have a sense of foreboding. The woman of the Night Mother is a powerful character, is Cicero just imprisoned, I think it's not that simple, you have to be careful of her. ”

"Well, I'll be careful. Rex nodded. "You... , why did you come back suddenly, and did you want to leave? Where is Isodal?" he asked.

"In the Temple of the Goddess of Wisdom, she is doing well. Barbas replied, "Now she is Klaas Lily's favorite assistant, a disciple of the goddess, who studies magic with her." ”

"Oh, what about yourself?"

"I love the feeling of being with old friends, relaxed, uninhibited, freewheeling, and having the ability to venture around the world. That's what I'm here for, and as everyone recognizes, I like you very much. Come on, let's make a fuss about the world. Babas said excitedly.

Rex held out his hand, and Barbas shook it hard. The two laughed.

So, Rex told him all the suggestions for saving the eldest lady, getting the dragon soul, and Cicero. Barbas couldn't stop admiring and excited. "It's incredible that you actually got the dragon soul. Learn the way of the dragon's roar from Graybeard. Wow, that would be an immeasurable force. Trust me, when you learn the power of the dragon's roar, you will become extremely powerful. ”

Later, Barbas also told Rex all about his experience after separation, and from this, he learned about Barbas's experience in the past six months.

Klaas was shocked when Barbas and Isodar suddenly appeared in the temple of the goddess of wisdom, thinking it was the return of Barbas's spirit, and it wasn't until she stroked the soft fur that she was convinced of the facts. Seeing each other again, the goddess was very happy. As a result, Barbas resumed his duties as Klaas's guard. Isodar, who came with him, became an apprentice of the goddess and studied magic with the goddess.

Babas was respectful to the goddess, bowing his head and ears, and the guards did a good job. However, in the hidden temple, such a dull and boring guard job also bothers him. From the bottom of her heart, Babas remembers his adventures with Rex in the Skyrim Nations, and the goddess Klaas, noticing the sorrow of her guards, seeks out the opportunity to understand his heart, and encourages him to return to Rex and continue his adventure.

Nestled at the intersection of Morrowind and the Empire, Mount Hrosga is the highest mountain in the Skyrim. The top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the environment is harsh, except for a few wise men who live in the monastery above, no one climbs the peak to explore.

From the monastery halfway up the mountain, you can climb up the trail to the top of the world. No one knows where it lives.

The plains of Gikal, in the middle of the morning wind, are home to the Giants, where there are no doctors, no streets, no taverns, and no villages except for the coarse giants, camps, and woolly mammoths. The plains were barren and desolate in a state of obscurantism, the land was devoid of any civilization, and the giants still lived the life of savages.

Rex's injuries are not getting better, and he needs to be treated by a doctor. The two of them walked alone on the plains for two days, without encountering any traveling doctors or healing magicians. Barbas had no choice but to take him up the snowy mountain to ask Graybeard for help.

They walked from morning to night and camped on soft ground by the roadside. The next day, the sun rose in the north, and Barbas awoke from his dream and lay quietly on his back. Looking at the blue sky, I felt hungry. As he rolled over and was about to get up, a loud purring startled him. Mistaking it for a hairy mammoth, Barbas hurriedly rolled over and jumped to his feet, and he saw a sturdy elk with round black eyes and a wary and curious gaze.

The elk did not run far, it stood fifty feet away and watched. Barbas's mind immediately flashed images of venison sizzling over the fire. Filled with excitement, he jumped to his feet. Like a hunting lion pounces on an elk.

The elk had inherited from the experience of its ancestors how to deal with danger, and before Barbas could get closer, or before he could make a chase, it snorted and jumped away.

Like a hound, Barbas followed and chased him all over the place. The elk runs and screams, trying to escape from Barbas's pursuit. However, efforts could not save its pitiful life; After two laps, he shook his body and transformed into a giant wolf.

The elk was startled and ran away with its hooves. Without waiting for it to react, Babas chased after it with lightning speed, biting the elk's healthy throat with one bite. It jumped up in pain, trying to shake him off of itself. But Babas is like a piece of meat under his neck, trying with all his strength to drag the elk down.

It struggled to escape for a while, and finally fell to the ground on its side when it could no longer hold on. Half a minute later, Babas felt a small stream of warm liquid slowly flow down his throat. Blood was also spilling from the corners of the wolf's mouth, bubbling small bubbles.

After Babas killed the elk, he skinned and dismembered the carcass, made it into pieces of jerky, and roasted it on the fire. He was going to make breakfast.

Rex finally woke up from his slumber, his whole body aching, every joint was like a rusty hinge, and it was a laborious and strenuous task to make any movement. He gritted his teeth and picked up the broken leg with both hands, moved it to the side, bent and stretched to keep the blood flowing, and prevented the whole leg from stiffening.

He rested for another five minutes or so before he slowly stood up.