Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

Nanya saw that I looked unhappy and explained the reason why I was appointed as Bimawen. The political environment of Skyrim is different from the modern countries I am familiar with. The land is the private property of the lord, and the lord governs by distributing the land to the barons. The entire Skyrim province is nominally a kingdom under the command of the Supreme King, but in fact it is just a loose alliance of tribes. Even the relationship between the tribes is not so harmonious. For example, Balgruuf and Ulfric are old enemies who have been fighting since childhood. Under the rule of such a group of armed landlords, there is no complete civil service system like in ancient China. The so-called officials are actually just the lord's personal advisers. The lord grants these people titles, such as "General Manager" and "Horse Breeder", just to express the lord's trust in this person, and it often has nothing to do with the affairs he is actually responsible for. And considering the preciousness of horses in Skyrim, the identity of horse breeder can almost be said to be second only to the general manager. After hearing what she said, I felt a little calmer.

Rigel didn't want to spend the night in Falkreath, so we set out that evening and returned to the pine tower at nightfall. As soon as we entered the house, she held out her hands and said, "Here."

"Ah? What do you want?"

"Stop talking nonsense. Where's the letter I wrote to dad? Give it back to me!"

I took out the crumpled letter from my arms, and Rigel took it directly to the oil lamp and burned it. "I'll write another one, and you can bring it to him when you go to Morning Star City."

This time, Rigel did not seal the letter with wax. There was only one simple sentence on the paper: "The person who delivers the letter is trustworthy."

The next morning, we started packing up our belongings. Rigel opened the door to the treasure room, and all the brothers were dazzled. We knew that Rigel was rich, but we didn't expect him to be so rich. After more than a month of extreme blockade, there were still more than 30,000 Septim in cash, and more than a dozen weapons and equipment of various colors, even three of which were enchanted. Others, such as gems and silver tableware, filled three large bags. In the golden light of the room, I saw Anton's silver mold. This thing is a square iron lump wrapped in a wooden shell, and it doesn't look very valuable. We loaded all these and the food into the car, and a group of people headed to Helgen.

Watching everyone pile up supplies in the square at the west gate, Rigel climbed up the ruins of a house and shouted:

"Brothers! The one among you who has followed me the longest has been here for eight years. We have shed blood together and eaten meat together. The brothers respect me and call me the boss. You have never opposed anything I have decided. But today, you have to make your own decision."

"Brothers, we are no longer bandits. We can walk into the city with open arms, drink and eat meat. Those of you who are capable can even find a wife! I know that many brothers had nowhere else to go and did this unprofitable business, but today, you can choose! Brothers who want to be soldiers, go to Locke over there to get a set of clothes, pick a handy weapon, and then go to Cindy to get 400 Septim, and then you will get 400 Septim every month. Those who don't want to be soldiers, go directly to Cindy to get 900 Septim. For all those who are willing to stay in Helgen, I will arrange accommodation for you. You don't have to pay for the wood to repair the house, and you don't have to pay taxes for the first year. If you have relatives or friends who are willing to take them over to live with you, register with Locke, we welcome you. If any brothers want to go home, we won't force them to stay. Go and pick up a weapon to protect yourself."

While Rigel was still shouting, people below were already talking. Eddie secretly tugged at my sleeve and said, "Brother, what do you want to do?"

"What's wrong? Any ideas?"

"Brother, I don't want to be a soldier anymore. Fighting and killing is not for me. You see, Helgen used to be quite lively, didn't it? If we open a hotel, can those dumpling and noodle vendors make money?"

"If you want to make money with these thirty people, it's definitely impossible. But if Helgen can regain his previous popularity, you have to hire two people to count the money."

"Brother, let's work together, shall we? You still have a few dishes to teach me."

"Is it because I didn't teach you? It's because you didn't learn it. You're making me want to learn. No, I got the commission from the lord, and I have to follow him in the future." Seeing Eddie's disappointed look, I thought, "But I can invest in it, with my technology, understand?"

"don't know."

"I won't pay you, but I will provide you with my skills. I will teach you how to cook and help you come up with new dishes. If we make any money, you get 70% and I get 30%. How do you think?"

Eddie nodded, then shook his head, "Brother, please give me some money. I may not have enough money on my own."

At this time, I suddenly heard Rigel calling me, "Cindy, Locke, you two pick first, and then get to work!"

Cindy didn't take the money or the armor, but took a dagger from the pile of weapons. The blade was faintly glowing blue, probably because it was enchanted with ice damage. "Boss, I don't want to be a soldier for the lord, and I don't want money. I just follow you." After saying that, she took a pen and paper and sat on the ground next to the pile of money. This damn girl, you are amazing, you are so noble, if you do this, how can I still take the money? I walked over, picked up the silver mold, and sat down next to the equipment. How can this thing be sent to Markarth? I have no idea, but since it is a quest item in the game, I'd better deduct it first. The others were not as polite as us. Sixteen people chose to be soldiers, and seventeen people chose to just get money. After half a day of tossing, more than 20,000 Septim were sent out. Most people chose to stay in Helgen, and five brothers said goodbye to us and left. To be on the safe side, Rigel concentrated all the remaining manpower in the fortress of Helgen. Helgen Fortress is located in the northwest corner of the town, covering one third of the area. It is backed by a steep mountain on the west and north sides, and a stone wall on the other two sides, each with a gate connecting to the town. The outer wall of the town is a mixture of stone and wood, with a gate on the east, west and north. The entire Helgen was badly destroyed by Alduin, and we currently do not have enough manpower and funds to rebuild it all.

Helgen is located on the top of a mountain, with a relatively high terrain. Go east through the canyon and you will enter the Rift Valley Territory. Go north through two flying sentry towers and you will reach the town of Riverwood. Go west to the city of Falkreath. It is a true thoroughfare connecting three provinces and a strategic point. The only drawback is that there is no arable land nearby, and food needs to be supplied from the foot of the mountain. Now that winter has arrived, there is not much farm work on the land. Rigel arranged for three brothers to return to the Pinewood Watchtower and arranged for patrols. Falkreath tacitly withdrew the sentinels in the east.

Rigel lost most of her cash, and the rest was used to support the reconstruction of Helgen, but she still gave me two thousand Septim, saying that she couldn't send anyone to escort me, and asked me to hire a bodyguard. Speaking of hiring people, I remembered something and asked her for a two-handed sword. Rigel quickly touched my forehead and said, "If you want to die, you have to bring your father back first, understand?"