The Collection of The End

My name is Akatosh,

In the end is to fight or to draw?

-- 4E, 201, Hearthfire, 26th, 16:49 --

Falkreath, the Wine of the Dead.

This remote town famous for its large cemetery usually doesn't have many foreign tourists, but now the city is full of serious sharp-eyed eagle elites, and no one will come out for shopping or stroll into the hotel.

"Then ~ Lord Sidgell."

"Yes, yes, Your Excellency the Commander."

Tuka Yagmi, wearing crimson armor, was sitting on the main seat, flipping through the town's long-standing documents, while the real lord Sidgail stood aside, silent.

"Could you please explain the frequent theft of corpses in the Necropolis, the inexplicable escape of foreign werewolves from prison after wounding people, and the rumors that officials secretly colluded with robbers?"

Although the Sharp-Eyed Eagle is only the Royal Guard, and its commander has no real rights, if Yagami directly cuts Siddell and reports some evidence of his "rebellion against the empire" after returning, it will not Penalty of any kind, even complete failure to explain, does not necessarily lead to punishment.

"This..." Sidgeil wiped his sweat, "The corpse may be made by a ghoul in the wild, and werewolves have all kinds of strange abilities, and it is very possible to escape from the cage where ordinary prisoners are held. As for colluding with robbers—no such thing!"

He knew everything about the robbers blocking the way at the pine tower. Those adventurers who called themselves "Knights of the Round Table" didn't even leave him ashes, let alone evidence, so they refused to admit it.

"Oh, I don't know." It seemed that Yagmi was not very interested in these things, so he asked casually and threw it aside, "So, how much do you know about the assassination organization that has been entrenched near Falkreath for a long time? ?”

"No—" Before the conditioned reflex was about to deny, Sidgere changed his words abruptly: "—not a lot."

Just kidding, the previous small question was just a test, this is the real serious question, if he really dared to answer that he didn't know, that woman would really dare to draw her sword and cut him.

Combined with the news that the princess was kidnapped not long ago... it couldn't be just that group of guys who did it.

"They call themselves the 'Dark Brotherhood', with more than 10 core members. Although they don't know the specific appearance and identity, it seems that there are demihumans and even elves." The liaisons, who want to achieve the commission need to hold a weird ceremony called 'Dark Ritual', they will send people to come to get in touch - from some records, they did not respond to the secret ceremony, so it is preliminarily inferred that the ceremony is just As a cover, the Dark Brotherhood relies on its powerful intelligence capabilities to find the client."

"Hmm." Yagmi didn't respond, but continued to flip through the documents.

"Great, Grand Commander." When Sidgail was so nervous that he was about to faint, a sharp-eyed eagle scout pushed in the door, leaned over and whispered in Jagmi's ear.

With Sid Gale's ear ability, he only heard keywords such as "search", "not found", "chasing" and "failure". He searched for the princess in the Dark Brotherhood's den but didn't find it? Chased down fleeing members but failed? He guessed wildly.

"Thank you for your cooperation," Yagmi put away those documents and got up and walked outside the lord's long house, and said as he passed by Sid Gale: "Please prepare to resign and hand over to Mr. Danger, The order should arrive shortly."

What? The stormcloak-inclined uncle, the ex-lord?

Sidgell thought he must have gone mad.

——17:28——

Morningstar City, the lord's longhouse "Whitehall".

As an old lord of a mining city, Scudder Fergus actually doesn't have much to do. All mining, transportation and sales links in the mine have established norms and standards.

Although there is obvious loss and waste in some links, if he tries to reduce it indiscriminately, it is likely to cause unexpected situations such as backlog of goods and interruption of transportation.

Generally speaking, there is only one thing he needs to consider, which is the proportion of minerals supplied to the Imperial Legion and the Stormcloak. As for other giant dragons attacking the convoy, digging up ancient ruins, orcs or vampires appearing, and the mutual exchange of happy enemies in the city There is no need to worry about trivial things such as accusing the other party of trying to kill yourself.

"When the emperor comes to the sky, the Stormcloak will be wiped away like slag on the road, and Morningstar, as the port city closest to Solitude, will definitely be attacked first, so I request that the proportion of minerals produced next will be supplied to the empire Increase to 80%, then the Legion will not regard this place as a priority attack target."

"You're probably dreaming. The emperor did go on a personal expedition, but he didn't bring any troops. What's the use of those guards who basically won't leave his side? And the strength of the weak chickens in the Imperial Legion will not be strengthened by this, and we will There is no need for the lord to embarrass, as long as you provide us with 70% success, after all, this is still the territory of the Stormcloak."

"Who is the weak chicken talking about?"

"The weak chicken said you!"

Felgus raised his eyelids, and drooped them again. The mineral distribution ratio of four to six is ​​the most appropriate ratio that has been revised and determined many times since the Civil War, but both sides are quite dissatisfied with this.

The confronting parties are Brenna Sirilis from the Imperial Legion and Rockmar the "Banner Breaker" from Stormcloak. They are all women who prefer to use their mouths rather than hands. This may be due to the geographical location and product of Morning Star. Sensitivity, both sides dare not send out big men who copy guys and fight if they disagree.

In private, however, their respective guards, Joad and Holik Halfhand, had fought each other more than once.

At this time, just listen quietly, but don't make any statement. Anyone can look forward to the future, but if he doesn't really grasp the future, he will never act.

Boom—the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and women talking came from outside the door.

"I brought the things, can I go to see the lord?"

"This... please, please..."

Felgus looked up at the gate, where his long-time servant Bullflake was guarding. Because the two representative ladies showed their ugly faces during the quarrel, he would usually stop other visitors at the gate. If anyone must see him, He will give some very exaggerated entry conditions, such as picking up a specific stone from the bottom of the port or something.

After the gate was opened, the lord was quite speechless and saw a giant head outside the door. He just complained a few days ago that the giants near the trade road were becoming restless, and here he said it as a condition.

As for the person who brought back that head, there is no need to doubt her strength, the only thing to worry about is her reason for coming.

Dark armor, sword and shield combination, beautiful appearance, the most eye-catching thing is that dazzling blond hair.

The two female representatives who were arguing shut up immediately when they saw the person coming, and Brenna shrank back to the corner of the wall.

"Cough," Felgus stood up, "Welcome, the president of the Blonde Women's Association, Ms. Frigga Shattered Shield. I don't know where to come from. Do you have any special instructions?"

As the daughter of the Shattered Shield family in Stormcloak, who wields power that can rival Ulfric, even enemies of the Empire cannot ignore her existence.

Frigga Brokenshield brushed the hair that was floating in front of her, and smiled: "It's not a big deal, but if I don't come here in person, I'm afraid you will think too much—Stormcloak is going to abandon Morningstar City, Would you like to return the Wind Helm with me?"

The longhouse fell silent instantly, and everyone looked at Frigg with a confused expression of "Did I hear wrong?"

"Cough," Felgus finally broke the silence: "No matter what your reasons for doing this are, I don't intend to leave, old man. I'll just stay here and watch what happens to the morning star."

——18:23——

Xueman, Dragon Cloud Palace.

"Sorry, Your Highness, could you please repeat that?"

"The Great" Balgruuf felt that he had been continuously frightened recently. He was first told that there was a huge snow elf kingdom underground, but it had already been resolved, and then the Imperial Legion fought against the Stormcloaks at the border. At this moment Still tense, and then the kidnapped princess was found in the Rift Valley convoy, and now she appeared in front of me inexplicably, so the princess who was about to go to Loristed was actually a fake-but all of this was nothing compared to her What he just said shocked him even more.

"... I said, please take the post of [Supreme King] of Skyrim." Princess Emilia repeated.

"..." Balgruuf was silent for a while, and then he spoke again: "With all due respect, even if you are a princess, this matter is still not established legally."

If Ulfric killed Toig when he attacked Toig a few months ago, then according to the laws of the empire, all the lords of Skyrim have the right to become High King, as long as more than half of the lords agree, but at this time the real High King Toig is still in good health, although it seems that Her Royal Highness saved him, but even so, there is no legal legitimacy in this resignation.

"This appointment is legal, Your Excellency Balgruf," said the princess's guard, Parathos, "During the stormcloak attack, High King Toig was severely injured and unable to act, so the power of the High King will be automatically transferred to the In Solitary City, the person with the highest status besides Ulfric is Her Royal Highness, and after Toig recovered, the princess did not hand over her rights, so Lord Toig's work at this moment is 'voluntary' and 'unpaid' 'Yes, strictly speaking, all his actions of using the property of Dugu City are corruption... poof."

That stupid guard must be joking! Balgruuf worked extremely hard to keep himself from showing a strange expression.

"Okay, so why me? Wouldn't it be just right to hand it back to that boy Toig?" Balgruuf asked.

"...he is too weak." The princess said without losing face: "Even if you are hit by the dragon's roar in the front, you will not die."

This reason - very convincing.

As the most commonly used dragon roar by the ancient Nords, even the ghouls in the tomb will say "Vosloda", but the high king Toig was only brushed aside, and he stayed in bed for nearly a month before recovering. , is simply too weak.

"...Toig is suitable to be a lord, but not suitable to be the 'Supreme King' of Skyrim," Emilia continued: "If it is you, the emperor will not object."

Ah, although I heard that this princess is here to quell the rebellion in Skyrim province, she has not done anything and paid little attention to it, so she finally thinks that the way to quell the rebellion is to come by herself, Balgruuf the Great As High King?

As for the legal issue, does it really matter in the case of the emperor's personal conquest?

"Then, it is my honor, Your Royal Highness." Balgruuf bowed slightly.

"...I'm going to see the royal father." Princess Emilia left such a sentence and disappeared immediately, while Parasus bowed to Balgruf apologetically, and then sneaked away.

"I don't think other lords would agree." Eliris, who had been acting as a mural, stepped forward and said.

"I know." Balgruuf's expression at this time seems to have become a lot more resolute than when he declared neutral and shrunk: "If they want war, then give them war."