Lu Zhengkang is transmitting magic energy to the flame element. The specific method is to establish a link through the pure land in his palm. The newly born fragile elemental body becomes a member of a small universe. No matter how far apart they are, the link will still exist, and as long as the pure land magic energy in his palm is not
Wither, this flame element will not be in danger of being extinguished again.
There was some movement behind her. It was the dark elf thief who woke up. She said softly: Bai Shi.
Lu Zhengkang didn't understand what Baishi meant.
He even suspected that the thief spoke some other language that he could not understand.
"I've been talking in my sleep for a long time, and I've been crazy for a long time. Just wake up." The troll man turned his head slightly and looked at the dark elf Kaliya.
The dark elf sighed and first apologized to Lu Zhengkang, "I attacked you without any reason before. I'm very sorry. Please forgive me for being too nervous..."
Lu Zhengkang interrupted her harshly, "I can understand."
"...That, that's the best." Kalia coughed, "Thank you for treating my injury."
The troll man sneered, "Okay, it seems like you don't have much memory of your choices. Are you the same kind?"
The dark elf didn't react and repeated, "Same kind?"
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, and the flame elements disappeared in his palms. Then he slowly stood up and put on the black robe that he had dried in front of the campfire. "Are you wondering why your clothes are so torn? They were torn."
Kalia's lips trembled, "How did it break?"
"Feel it! Feel the power in your blood!" The troll man suddenly roared loudly and loudly, with such overwhelming momentum that it tore apart the liver and gallbladder.
The dark elf was shocked by this roar, and fell into a state of soullessness for a moment. However, there was another hot blood pumping out from the bottom of his heart. It flowed through the body in an instant, and the blazing steam was released from the pores. Kaliya's body suddenly swelled, and she
He curled up and roared, transforming into a tall and upright troll in just a few seconds.
Inherited from Lu Zhengkang's bloodline, her hair is also white and shiny. Relatively speaking, her body is slender and taller, and her body proportions look more delicate than Lu Zhengkang's.
"What is this?! What is this?!!"
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "You really have no memory, elf?"
"...This is the power of Hircine, the God of Hunting?"
"Yes."
The Dark Elf Troll looked at his arms, feeling the flow of power.
"Incredible favor..."
Lu Zhengkang stopped talking and the wolves wandered lazily on the tundra. When he left the stone shack, they gathered around him happily. The troll smiled softly and strolled towards the eastern coast.
After walking for a while, footsteps came from behind. It was Kalia who was following. Lu Zhengkang looked back at the new troll man and reminded: "With your current... well, bloodline, you cannot maintain the transformation."
It will take a long time, and it will consume a lot of energy, so it is better to change back honestly."
Kaliach asked: "Why can you maintain the transformed state all the time?"
"Because I'm more powerful." Lu Zhengkang said simply and straightforwardly.
"That's it." Kalia nodded.
She walked slowly for a long time. The dark elf knew magic, so she could maintain the transformation for a relatively long time. She did not exhaust herself until she was almost at the coast. After transforming back to her original form, she sat on a rock on the mudflat to rest and watched.
Lu Zhengkang and the wolves are fishing in the fishing pit.
They chatted a lot along the way, and Lu Zhengkang took the opportunity to learn more spoken imperial language.
The Dark Elf is a master thief from the Thieves Guild. The Thieves Guild is a relatively dynamic social group with a long history and is distributed in all provinces of the empire. It is quite prestigious to act as a local snake.
The Thieves Guild of Skyrim is headquartered in Rift Valley City in the southeast, located at the eastern end of the Henrich Lake. Most of the entire city is supported by wooden piles thrust into the water, and is divided into two halves by a grand canal.
, hence the name Rift Valley.
This kind of city was originally very prosperous, but during the popular uprising in 4e129, fire spread throughout the city. Even though there were subsequent repairs, the size of the Rift Valley was no different than that of a small town.
The city is notorious, with endless crime incidents, high unemployment, and people complaining about political corruption, and they themselves are greedy and lazy.
The Thieves Guild, as the defender of the underground order, has also been completely reduced to a tool of the Blackthorn family. Speaking of this, Kallia complained a lot and pointed all the conflicts at the traitor Mercer Frey.
The Thieves Guild's decline was entirely due to the loss of the favor of Nocturnal, the Lady of the Night. After all, this demon god was also responsible for good luck and had the function of protecting thieves. Mercer killed Gallus, the master thief who was also a nightingale.
He also stole Nocturnal's artifact Skull Key, which is a rare item that can open any lock in the world, including the potential of the human body. It is also the key to the road to Ebony Pond. Such behavior is undoubtedly
Blasphemy.
After losing the favor of God, the union immediately went downhill. It often failed to open locks, sneaking was discovered, and theft was exposed. For a while, there was a lot of panic, and many members left in anger.
"After Mercer Frey got the key, he became very scary, and secretly stole the union's property. My late husband discovered the clues eight years ago and started a secret investigation. However, the traitor was cruel and ruthless, and took advantage of everyone before they could tell each other.
, under the pretext of a meeting, they deceived and killed my late husband.
, and framed me! For so many years, I have often had to avoid being hunted, and it can be said that I have been in a difficult situation." The dark elf closed his eyes, but accidentally shed two tears, "I have pity on my late husband, he will not sleep in peace, and it is difficult for me to avenge my injustice.
You can't even protect yourself. Now every time you think about it and dream about it every night, how can it not break your heart and soul?"
Lu Zhengkang was silent.
He suddenly remembered a sentence. Mr. Lu Xun said that human beings' joys and sorrows are not the same.
Although words are very powerful, for Lu Zhengkang, words cannot confuse his basic views and rational understanding of a matter.
The story of the dark elf is tragic, indeed, but he does not intend to travel thousands of miles for this holy revenge. He wants to take care of Jonas and learn magic.
The Brighton kid relies on Lu Zhengkang wholeheartedly, so Lu Zhengkang will reciprocate his sincerity, but what about the dark elf thief? She has her own path to follow.
"I have a general understanding, but I need to declare that unless you lead the enemy here, I will not help."
Kalia wiped her tears and took a deep breath to calm her choked voice, "...I understand that you are an outsider involved in me. Just stay out of it. I am determined to win this revenge.
Even if it takes a lifetime, I have to complete it! When my revenge is successful, I will personally tell you the good news!"
"Why do I need to know this?"
"Because if I succeed, you will be a distinguished guest of the Thieves Guild, and you will have unimpeded access to Skyrim!"
Lu Zhengkang chuckled: "I don't think you have such a big influence."
Chapter completed!