When Arthur woke up in the guest room of the Sleeping Giant Hotel and learned that Macul had run away secretly, he was not surprised. In other words, after going through all the hardships to come down from the Hanluo Mountain, he only rented two rooms at random.
I had already guessed this result when I rested in a room and did not take the gems and jewelry back from the thief.
Judging from the average consumption level in Skyrim Province, if those items are sold, they will probably cost a large sum of Septim gold coins. For example, renting a room at the Giant Hotel for a day costs 10 gold coins, a whole loaf of bread costs 2 gold coins, and vegetarian dishes
Between 3 and 5 gold coins, a cheese ring that is enough for four people costs 10 gold coins. Even if you want to eat something good, a roast beef only costs 15 gold coins.
Therefore, for an adventurer or traveler, 50 gold coins is enough for him to spend a day comfortably. If he does not live in a hotel and lives frugally like an ordinary farmer, 10 gold coins is enough.
When Arthur usually hunts, a complete wolf skin is worth about 100 gold coins, and if it is a bear skin, if it sells well, it can even exceed 200 gold coins. As for village residents, such as the workers at the Gerdo Sawmill, they can chop firewood for a day.
The wages obtained are approximately 30 gold coins.
Even if those gems and jewelry were worn due to age, the cheapest ones were worth at least 500 gold coins. Of course, since those things looked like tombs, Makur also looked like a tomb robber, and the merchant caught him
He has the advantage of keeping the price very low when purchasing. Jewelry worth 500 gold coins is likely to be priced at 100 or less.
If that guy who seems to have no brains is fooled into taking action in a hurry, he will have plenty of time to regret it later.
As for now, the 400 gold coins that Lucan Valerius paid him for recovering the Golden Dragon Claw was enough for him to go to Snowrun City. Although Hadava and Ralof had already gone to Snowrun to warn him, but Arthur
It is suspected that they will not go to see the lord who remained neutral in the war between the Empire and the Stormcloaks, but will directly hire carriages to go to their respective base camps.
As for the two Snowman guards who escorted the bandits, they were probably sent off to work without even being qualified to meet the lord. For example, when Arthur went to Falkreath to sell furs and meat, he could occasionally meet the lord.
The steward, but he has never met the lord, and the guards cannot run around casually.
If you go from Ximu to Xueman, it will take about a whole day on foot. Even if you ride a horse, it won't be much faster. That's because the climate in Tianji is cold, and large domestic animals such as cattle and horses have long down and thick coats.
Although fat has good endurance, it cannot be complimented in terms of speed.
Knowing that Arthur was going to Xueman, several talkers in Ximu Town prepared his luggage for him. Although Ralof and Hadava also had luggage when they left, they were definitely the two families who each preferred the Stormcloak and the Empire.
I won't prepare it for the other party.
The fruit and vegetable bread that cannot be stored well and must be eaten first, the cheese cured meats and smoked fish that can be stored for long journeys, almost filled Arthur's luggage. Alvot specially polished Arthur's armor and weapons, and Song
Not to be outdone, Erdo prepared high-end clothing for Arthur when he met the lord, and Kemilla even stuffed him with a few pieces of jewelry that "you can give to a good girl when you meet her."
By the way, that's the jewelry you often wear. Could it be hinting at something?
Under the eyes of Swann and Farndal who were about to burst into flames, Arthur carried his bulging luggage and said goodbye to everyone in Ximu Town and left.
——12:23——
Although Ximu Town is located in a mountain valley and has a mild climate, it is actually still in a mountainous area. The road to Xueman is sloping downwards. Therefore, even if Arthur wears a helmet and armor, carries a sword on his back and carries a bag, he can't walk at the same speed.
It was too slow and we arrived at the camping site at the mountain pass at noon.
Although it is called a campsite, it is actually just a pile of bonfires and a few tents, surrounded by a simple stone wall. Such campsites can be seen everywhere on the roads in Skyrim Province, usually five miles apart from each other.
The six-hour journey is for travelers and caravans to rest. Since they are only used as temporary resting places and cannot be used as strongholds, they will not be favored by bandits. However, if you want to stay here overnight, you need to be vigilant and arrange for someone to keep watch——
Because it has almost no defensive properties.
At this time, someone was already resting in the campsite. Four big Nord men wearing Imperial Regiment leather armor were dining around the campfire. A man who looked like a prisoner wearing only linen clothes was dejectedly dismissed.
Sitting aside with his hands tied, it was obvious that the escort would not give him anything to eat until he had eaten and drank enough.
At a glance, Arthur thought that Markul had been captured, but the strong aura of death on the prisoner made him overturn his judgment.
"No interference in imperial affairs!" The imperial soldiers turned their attention to Arthur at the same time, and the leader stood up.
Arthur noticed that they were tense for a moment when they saw his armor and sword, but then relaxed when they saw his face. The leading soldier just gave a warning as a routine, and the prisoner didn't even raise his head.
The imperial soldiers escorting the prisoners looked normal, but their reactions were a little subtle, which was obviously related to his typical Nord appearance with blond hair and blue eyes. Arthur thought quickly and quickly came to a conclusion.
"Are you worthy of calling yourself Nords?" Arthur said with a straight face and strode over: "The empire prohibits us from believing in Talos. Even if you don't intend to rebel, you shouldn't embarrass our compatriots!"
"What? You-" the leading imperial soldier was speechless.
Arthur walked up to the prisoner and stuffed him with vegetables and fruits that were difficult to carry and difficult to eat in one go: "The defeat of the empire is their business, and they want to prohibit the Nords from believing in Talos.
, let those elves come to Skyrim Province on their own!"
"..." Not only the imperial soldiers, but also the prisoners were stunned, but judging from their attitudes, it was obvious that he had guessed correctly.
Even though he expressed his obvious preference for the Stormcloaks and looked very powerful, the prisoner had no intention of asking for help. He lowered his head and ate the food given to him, which made him even more depressed.
"Haha, actually -" An imperial soldier seemed to be about to say something, but was stopped by the leader.
"Those things between big people, we, as soldiers, don't understand," the leading soldier looked at Arthur and said, "This is an important member of the Stormcloaks. You can give him food if you want. If you want to save him, we will do it first."
Kill him with an axe."
"Hmph, shame of Nord, I disdain to be associated with you." Arthur snorted, turned around and left the camp and continued towards Xueman.
Listening to the faint conversation behind him, Arthur confirmed his guess. These people were not Imperial soldiers, but Stormcloaks, who probably escaped from Helgen.
He remembered clearly that the Imperial Regiment retreated in an orderly and hierarchical manner, rather than dispersing like the Stormcloaks. Therefore, these Stormcloak soldiers were probably trapped in a siege, took the risk of stealing a few sets of military uniforms, and then disguised themselves as
The legionnaires escorted the unlucky man whose clothes had been stolen away. This place was considered a safe zone. They were probably planning to kill him and escape immediately after finishing the meal.
However, after what they had just done, they were convinced that that kind of disguise could deceive most people, so they would not give up the disguise and escape quickly, and they would not be able to kill the prisoner. The evidence is that before they turned around, the aura of death on the prisoner had completely disappeared.
dissipate.
Arthur still has no clue as to which Holy Spirit or Demon God gave this ability, but as long as he continues to save all those who are haunted by "death", one day he will understand.
——17:38——
After leaving the camp at the mountain pass, you will soon see the entire Xueman Plain appearing in front of you. Large farms are dotted on both sides of the Baihe River, and further away is the magnificent and towering Xueman City, which seems to be within reach.
But unfortunately, this is the result of looking at it from a high place. It still takes half a day to walk to Xueman City from the current location.
Moreover, Arthur vaguely heard a few wolf howls, which were the howls of the wolves with the meaning of "finding prey", but with his armor and sword, even if they wanted to attack him, the content of the howls should be "
"Discover the enemy" is the right thing to do.
Then, the "prey" in their mouths should be the travelers in the camp not far ahead. Arthur quickened his pace and hurried over.
"Come back with us honestly, Iman, and don't force us to do anything." A male voice with a strange accent said, as if there was something in his mouth.
"I told you, you got the wrong person, stay away from me!" The female voice, which was also somewhat unclear but could be heard clearly, replied with annoyance.
"We all know your makeup, fake voice, and acting skills. You can't fool us, Iman." The male voice looked very stubborn and confident.
"I'm not the damn, cursed 'Iman'!" The female voice sounded furious.
Arthur walked around the stone wall of the camp and saw three Redguards, two men and one woman with red skin.
The men wear turbans, short coats and breeches, and carry sharp scimitars at their waists, while the women wear quite local linen skirts and look like ordinary hotel hosts.
"I said-" "None of your business! Nord!"
Arthur was about to speak up to remind him, but he was yelled back by three Redguards. In addition, there was no aura of death on them, so he shrugged and shut up. After all, in addition to Skyrim, Hammerfell also has a fierce folk custom. weigh.
"Are you leaving or not, Iman?" The male Red Guard man had already picked up his machete.
"You want to be tough? Then give it a try!" The Red Guard woman was no longer too lazy to defend her identity and raised her fists towards the two men.
Six, no, seven wolves came, and they were snow wolves with strong combat power. Mostly because of the dragon, they were frightened by the power of the dragon and ran to this unprotected place in a panic. If these people weren't quarreling, , he probably discovered it a long time ago, Arthur speculated as he observed the surroundings.
"Ouch--" As the wolves howled, snow wolves lurked nearby and pounced on the people in the camp at the same time. Except for the female Red Guards who seemed to have no fighting ability, every male was attacked by two snow wolves.
"Drink!" "Crack--" Maybe Arthur couldn't kill the snow wolf so easily before, but since the starry sky was inexplicably lit up, his combat ability has made a substantial leap, and his two heads are higher than other companions. The big snow wolf only took the effort of his four swords.
When he turned around to help, he found that all five other wolves had been killed. Except for one who was probably killed by a machete, four of them died under the fists of the red guard women.
"Do you still insist that I am 'Iman'?" Although she was panting and covered in wolf blood, her momentum did not diminish at all, and she was glaring at the two Red Guard men with her bloody fists.
"No! We got the wrong person!" they said in unison.
