——4E, 201, the last month of seeding, 27th, 17:00——
Mosar City is the most mysterious fiefdom in Skyrim, the capital of Hjaalmarch. Its area is quite small and its economic level is also very low. However, because it guards the nearest estuary to Dugu City, it has extremely important strategic significance.
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Due to the impact of seawater intrusion from the great collapse many years ago, most of the farmland in the territory has been turned into a swamp. However, the Deathbell flowers abundant in the swamp are very popular with alchemists, and the income from harvesting them and selling them makes up for it.
Lost farm output.
However, since the mountains to the south of Mosar are the famous ancient ruins of Brasilin, and many ancient tombs have been revealed in the northern swamps due to seawater erosion, there are always various monsters around the city, so there are almost no travelers.
Or caravans were willing to come, resulting in the city almost maintaining its current size without being able to expand.
Of course, that is an issue that the lord living in the Hall of the Hanging Moon, Iglod Old Crow, and her steward need to consider. As a little girl, Helgi only needs to help her mother with some housework.
"Heruga! Did you go to see that Bichi from Alva again?!" "I just went to see Dong Niel for a drink! Railet! You are becoming more and more unreasonable!"
Well, I had to cover my ears when my parents quarreled. Helgi listened to the quarrel coming from the living room and buried his head in the quilt.
Dad Hluga and Donil are employees on one of the few remaining farms around the city of Mosar. They have a very good relationship and drink together from time to time. Alva is a strange aunt with very white skin and a low collar.
, she walks with a twist, and I don’t know why the aunts in the city hate her.
"Bang!" Dad slammed the door and walked out, while Mom walked into the back room and touched Helgi's little head without saying a word. At this time, Helgi could only blink and say nothing.
"I can't bear it anymore," Helgi heard his mother saying to herself: "How could he spend all his wages on her? He didn't even think about how we would live."
"I decided to accept 'his' suggestion. Since Hluga can't control himself, then I will control it for him." Helgi saw his mother touching his head again, turned around, opened the window and stepped out, like
Dad did the same thing many times before.
Helgi, who was about to go to bed, heard a strange sound in the air, like the leaves of a death knell being torn apart, and then a crack with a strange red light appeared in front of her.
"Ah, it seems that this thing has still happened," following the young woman's voice, a girl wearing a strange brown robe, black hair, black eyes, and pointed ears came out of the crack. She looked at Haier
Ji, I don’t know who I’m talking to: “The deterrent effect of the battle at the Hall of Vigilants is still not enough.”
"Sister, who are you?" Helgi looked at her pointed ears curiously.
"My name is 'Zera Pesh', you can call me Zella~" The girl raised her hand to touch the girl's head and closed the crack behind her: "I'm here to take you away - shush, don't be in a hurry
Refuse and wait and see what happens next."
"Hmm..." Helgi nodded obediently.
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"Hehe, hehehe -" A moment later, a nervous low laugh sounded outside the window: "Don't blame me, Railet, Helgi, you are the obstacle for me and Alva to be together."
Then there was the sound of some kind of liquid being poured down, and the sound of something being thrown to the ground. Then, the whole house burned, and raging fire shot into the sky.
"Sister! You are on fire!" Helgi was held in the arms of a person who called herself Zeira Pesh. She was safe in the sea of fire, but the girl holding her was ignited with flames all over her body. From time to time, she could feel that she was dying of pain.
The arms tightened.
"Hey, don't worry about me, today is Joan of Arc's UP, so I will definitely be able to pull it out." Helgi didn't understand what this sister was saying at all, and she was probably dizzy from being burned.
"Dad...why did he want to burn me and my mother to death..." After confirming that this strange young lady would be fine, Helgi looked at the gradually blackened room and his voice deepened.
"It's not surprising at all. After all, we like the new and hate the old, uh-" Helgi felt Zera's arm hugging her tighten because of the pain: "Come with me if you recognize his face."
"But my mother..." Helgi turned his head and looked at the window that his mother had climbed out of.
"Then let's go and have a look. The fire is almost done." Zelapesh, who was already burnt black, shook his body, and pieces of black ash fell. He looked exactly the same as when he just stepped out of the crack, and
This time, no flame could come close to her.
"...Everyone did a good job and didn't let the fire spread to surrounding houses."
"Where's Hruga?"
"I saw him going out to find Alva today."
"……Well."
"Oh, he started the fire, right? I often heard him quarreling with his wife."
As the flames gradually extinguished, the voices of the guards and residents who gathered to put out the fire in Mosar City also came in.
"Let's go." Zerapesh stopped Helgi with one hand, waved his hand to collapse the burned roof, and then flew out in the chaos, without anyone seeing them.
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"Alva is a vampire," Helgi listened to Zera as she followed her into the depths of the swamp: "She can influence all the people she comes into contact with by sucking blood, but due to her impure blood, she cannot transform others into true vampires.
A vampire, so people will only be fascinated by her and have an unconditional preference for her. Heruga, your father, was the most affected."
"If she sucks blood, won't others see it? And wouldn't it be weird if she bites someone suddenly?" Helgi blinked in confusion.
"Well, after all, there is that kind of situation where even biting someone is normal. You are still young, so don't ask." The girl stuttered in reply.
"Oh..." Helgi nodded without knowing why.
"I haven't experienced this!" Zela Pesh suddenly became furious: "Have you never seen pigs running and never eaten pork?"
I didn't say anything... Helgi covered his mouth.
"I'm not trying to hurt you," she tilted her head and looked at Helgi: "It's with someone who is connected to me remotely - let's continue talking about your mother. She met an orthodox vampire when she was collecting medicine. Okay.
The kind that transforms people, how orthodox is it? He makes it clear and says, "I'm a vampire. If you want to transform, you can come to me." Even if you are rejected, you don't take it seriously. His name should be Morvas Picion.
…Shhh.”
The female mage stopped, and Helgi followed her gaze and looked forward, seeing his mother who had jumped out of the window before and walking into a small wooden house built on the edge of the swamp.
"...Have you really decided? Ms. Railet?" As Zera approached the wooden house quietly, Helgi heard an elegant and gentle man's voice.
"Yes, since Heruga has given up on us mother and daughter, there is no need for us to insist on staying with him," Railet's voice came: "A noble like you may need two maids to take care of you.
Daily life?”
"I can transform you into a dependent, but not your daughter. You can't decide the rest of her life for her," the man replied: "In addition, although becoming a vampire can indeed lead to immortality, it will be afraid of sunlight and silverware, and will be afraid of sunlight and silverware.
You are always thirsting for blood, and if anyone discovers your identity, they will kill you without hesitation. Even so, do you still insist?"
"I...uh...well, I insist that there is nothing worth remembering about that home." Railette thought for a while and answered firmly.
"Before that, you'd better ask your daughter what she thinks." Helgi was heartbroken when he heard this, and he was carried into the house as soon as his eyes blurred.
"Mommy——" Helgi rushed towards Railet: "Dad, he set fire to burn me to death——"
"What! For the sake of life, I shouldn't have left you there by yourself, my dear..." Railette hugged her tightly.
"So, who is your Excellency?" Although the cabin is small, it is very ornately decorated. The middle-aged man sitting behind the table is dressed in luxurious clothes and bows slightly to Zelapesh.
"You can call me Zella Pesh," the young mage replied: "Ms. Sibili Stent says hello to you, Mr. Morvas Picion."
"Oh... So, she wants me to move?" Movas sighed: "Since the failure of the Hall of Vigilants, I have extinguished all ambitions. Even so, doesn't she trust me?"
"Obviously, the beating was not painful enough," Zelapesh's voice became a little serious: "Some vampires who are unwilling to be lonely are planning something, and have even used the power of the monarch. What does Ms. Staunt mean?
Yes, if you don't want to return to the Blue Palace, you still have to go to Winterfort to avoid being 'affected' by the subsequent battle."
She conjured a sword out of nowhere: "As the Baron of Winterhold, I guarantee your safety,"
"Those 'Silver Hands'..." Morvas shook his head: "We will evacuate all our relatives and no longer assist in any plans - but I remember that there is no hiding place near Winterfort?"
"You must have heard about the recently excavated 'Satar Ruins'. Due to an accident, the in-depth excavation of it has been put on hold indefinitely," Zela replied: "The Nords came to the first ruins established in Skyrim Province.
A city should be worthy of being the first batch of vampires in Skyrim Province."
"..." Movas thought for a moment and nodded: "If there is no accident, you will not be able to see us for a long time. As for the mother and daughter, whether they become vampires depends on their wishes. We will not force them.
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"Father and Alva..." Helgi nestled in her mother's arms and refused to look up.
"Do you need me before you leave?" Movas stood up and elegantly smoothed the folds of his clothes.
"No need, for them, living is the punishment." Zera walked over and touched Helgi's head again, and then disappeared instantly, leaving only a cracked shadow.
