Traveling through The Elder Scrolls: Skyrim

But where is the evidence? Sidgel is pretending to be crazy, so someone must have tipped him off. Who is this person? Do they have any accomplices outside? Does Danger know about this? Will the old fox believe the conclusion that no fifth person knew about Cindy's killing of Helward? Or? I suddenly remembered that after Danger received Tullius' ultimatum, he sent the maid Tecora to stop me in front of the lord's longhouse and led me to his own home. Since then, I have never seen Sidgel again. Now this second-generation ancestor has been placed in the Newgra Fortress, and Rod, who Danger trusts the most, is responsible for the defense. It seems that the old fox discovered the problem much earlier than us, but I don't know if he has the real hammer in his hand.

"Cindy, does anyone else know that you're back?"

"Probably not. I climbed in through the window. I wanted to give the boss a surprise..."

I don't know if it was intelligence intuition or a woman's sixth sense, but when Cindy met Cicero outside the Lorius Farm, she always felt that this clown had some strange qualities that attracted her. So she quietly tested him with the secret language of the sanctuary, and after they confirmed their identities, they hit it off. Cindy decided to follow Cicero to escort the Night Mother's giant stone coffin to Falkreath.

This is a strange combination. The guardian of the Night Mother, the Imperial Cicero, is over 40 years old. In the other world, this age is not considered to be in the prime of life, but his skills are still very agile. What is more agile than his skills is his spirit. His laughter and dance from time to time always scare his little followers. Cindy, a new member of the Dark Brotherhood, has just turned 20 years old. The childhood experience of being exterminated by others has left an incurable scar in the heart of this girl. Although she usually appears to be naughty and cheerful, when a killer organization famous in Tamriel extends an olive branch, the carefully hidden darkness in her heart immediately surges up, "Join them and kill a few more Stormcloak bastards!"

Cicero's old horse had been hobbled after a long journey and several hardships, and the two were happy to move slowly on the great plains of Whiterun Territory. Cindy continued to learn stealth and assassination skills from the old senior. Before laying down his weapons and becoming the guardian of the Night Mother, Cicero was a very powerful killer. He was old-fashioned, good at using daggers and bows, and skilled in stealth and disguise. He often wiped the opponent's neck cleanly before the target discovered his identity. He seemed to regard Cindy as the successor of his mantle, and taught her very patiently and meticulously, of course, mixed with a lot of bloody and exaggerated rhetoric and crazy laughter.

When the master and the apprentice arrived near the Sunshine Garden Fortress, they happened to meet the Imperial Army passing by. To avoid trouble, they hid in the mountains for several days. Cindy had guessed that the army's target was us, so she looked for opportunities to get close and observe many times. It was not until the fire in Falkreath City that the girl really panicked. The fire was not set by the Imperials. She thought there must be spies in the city to support the enemy. In this case, things would be complicated. However, the front route had been blocked by the army. Cindy decided to leave Cicero and go around the north shore of Lake Irinata to Helgen Town. At this time, Helgi and I had just arrived in Ximu Town, so we came back one day later than Cindy.

Cindy had encountered many adventures during this trip, and her strength increased greatly. She returned with full confidence and wanted to show off in front of Rigel. She deliberately sneaked in at night, and the guards patrolling the town and the fortress became decorations. However, when she was feeling proud, she met me who was wandering around because I couldn't sleep, and almost lost her life. In particular, Cicero once emphasized that assassins use short blades to fight long weapons, and the most important skill is to predict the opponent's speed and distance to ensure their own safety. Cindy worked hard on this for half a month, and thought that she must have improved. As a result, she made a mistake in judgment as soon as she came back, and was almost stabbed to death by a cook. If this happens again when she is on a mission in the future, what will happen?

"Locke, if you teach me that move just now, we'll be even. Otherwise, you'll have to let me stab you too!"

I said frankly that I just tripped, but Cindy was even more relentless, believing that this was a sure-kill skill, and that I was hiding it from her and refused to teach her, so I had no way to defend myself. Recently, I have been recalling the story of Qi Jiguang's anti-Japanese war that I read in my previous life, and this time I caught another small detail. Wu Yigong once mentioned that the Japanese pirates were agile and often more than two feet away from us. According to common sense, they were still outside the safe distance, but the opponent took a step over more than ten feet, and swung the big knife in his hand another ten feet, and sent the Ming army to the underworld in a flash. This footwork is said to be a martial art called "shrinking the earth" in the Japanese country. This skill is also mentioned in the manga "Rurouni Kenshin". Kenshin's rival "Heavenly Sword" Sojiro is proficient in this skill. This martial art sounds very mysterious, but it is actually to confuse the opponent by changing the length of one's stride and the position of the center of gravity, causing the opponent to misjudge. Many football players have similar dribbling skills, such as Ronaldinho's pendulum dribbling, Denilson's bicycle kicking and Ronaldinho's bull's tail dribbling. The principle is not complicated, but if you want to use it freely, it is not just hard work, talent is also very important.

Seeing that the day was about to dawn, I had no choice but to coax this girl into hiding. Since we couldn't catch Sidgel for the time being, we had to try to hide our strength and pretend that Cindy had never come back. Daddy must be one of us, but we still have to be wary of Riya. After all, the Red Guard was sent by Danger, and it's hard to say which side is more important in her heart. Cindy's current mission is to investigate the defense deployment of the Imperial Legion and the internal situation of the Howling Wind Bastion. I repeatedly warned her and even used her ultimate skills as a bargaining chip, asking her to only do reconnaissance and never be greedy for merit and take the intelligence to the Gray Water Cave between Helgen Town and the Blood Throne. It is a deep underground river cave with only some wild beasts in it. With Cindy and my skills, it shouldn't be a dangerous place.

As for joining the Dark Brotherhood and Sirus's mission, Rigel and I both suggested waiting until the Imperials were driven away, after all, frequently crossing the enemy's defense zone was still very risky. Cindy left before sunrise, Rigel went to his father to ask him to keep it secret, and I prepared to go find Runel. This old elf was once a battle mage of the Ancestral Continent, and he was also a grassroots officer. He suffered from post-traumatic stress disorder due to the brutal acts of himself and his comrades, so he fled the battlefield and lived in seclusion in Falkreath as an Akai priest. In the game, he will ask the Dragonborn to help find his diary, in which he mentioned that he needed to be careful to avoid the Thalmor. From this, it can be inferred that he did not retire through normal procedures, and it is very likely that he became a deserter. Speaking of the Ancestral Continent, this elven organization has been colluding with the two demon lords, Valmina and Boyethia, in the Fourth Era, and therefore it can show its ruling power in front of the Empire. In other words, this is a Nazi organization that sells its soul to the devil. Runiel has become a small leader in such an organization, and is also a summoner trainer in the game. I am determined to squeeze something useful out of this old elf.

Runil came to Helgen with the others and was soon invited by Ilandur to live with him. Together, they provided medical services to the residents of the town. To the east of Helgen is a series of towering mountains, which are the remnants of the Throat of the World extending southward. They block the morning sun in winter. Although the sky is bright, the town is still shrouded in a shadow, making people feel particularly cold. I was still worried that I would disturb people's sleep if I came too early, but I saw the door of the house was wide open. Ilandur was sorting out an animal skin bag in the morning light. It seemed that there were some herbs and potions inside. The dark elf warmly invited me into his room. It would not be an exaggeration to describe this place as bare. The utensils for boiling water and cooking were placed on the ground around a simple fire pit. There was not even a bed in the house. Only a thin layer of straw was spread on the ground.

"It's freezing cold, and you two are sleeping on such a thin straw mat? Don't freeze yourself."

"That's fine. Brother Yilandul has a good idea." Runier smiled. "There are still many people in this town who can only live in tents. It's a luxury for the two of us to have this little house."

The two pushed aside the straw and dug a shallow pit in the ground below, burying many stones in it. Runier piled the stones around the fire pit, while Yilandul made a fire to cook and made pine needle tea. I didn't pretend to be pretentious, so I sat on the ground with the two of them and chatted around the fire.

"I heard from Brother Eddie that this method of using pine needles to make tea was first invented by Brother Locker. I have lived in Falkreath for more than 20 years, and I never thought that pine needles could be used in such a wonderful way. It was a waste of natural resources in the past."

After eating a small bowl of potato paste with the two elves and chatting for a while, Yilandul said with a smile: "Okay, brother Runier, brother Rocker is not as leisurely as you and me. He has important things to do. You should give him the prepared things quickly!"

Runier also smiled. "Chatting with young people makes me feel lighter. Brother Rocker, please come here more often." He stood up and took out a few pieces of parchment from the backpack in the corner. "Brother Yilandul said that you are very talented in magic. He has been pestering me to copy down a few spells these days. Read them first. If you are unsure about anything, come over and we will discuss it together."

I have a talent for magic? Three months ago, I was still illiterate. Maybe it was Yilandur's polite words, just like I exaggerated Juanzi's "elegance" and "very cute" in my previous life? I flipped through them casually. These pieces of paper were respectively the summoning fire element, the summoning long sword, the illusion whisper, and the destruction ice thorn.

"Summoning spells can be further divided into several branches. Although I am not very good at summoning elements and weapons, I can still do it by following the instructions. As for the details of casting spells, you have to practice more on your own."

These two elves really put in a lot of effort to teach me magic. With my current magic power, I can only cast one of these four spells. It is challenging but not too difficult. Such a patient and instructive teacher is so rare. Who would care whether he is a cult leader or a necromancer?