"Hehehe~ (Heart) Mother~ It's a new day, do you have any new tasks~ (Spade)"
"Uuuuuuuuuah...help..."
"Zag! You're wandering at night again!"
"Haha...if you live in the temple of the God of Steam, you won't be afraid of divine punishment."
"Sophie - hungry -"
It's clearly midnight, and the guys I'm monitoring are even more noisy than during the day, but I can't leave them alone. If, like before, please remind my sister to just warn someone before something bad happens and go to rescue them, Zella Pei
Shihe and Joan of Arc will definitely fall off their horses.
I used to laugh at the fact that the current BOSS on Arthur's side would be the minions in the future, but as a result, multi-threading processing, which I only encountered once in a while, is now a daily routine.
Fortunately, Arthur, Emil, and Zella are all asleep, and I can deal with them in the Sungard courtyard.
Anyway, the first one is——
——0:01——
Dark Brotherhood Sanctuary, Intelligence Room.
Sister A still has not returned, but others seemed to be frightened by Cicero's big words. Nazir compiled the information so far, such as the list of "dark rituals have been held" and "dark rituals are likely to be planned" and
All the contents of the commission were given to Cicero for review.
Then the clown selected a group of those contracts and asked "Night Mother" one by one if they could accept it. I don't know if he was cheating or guessing my principles. These targets have all used different methods to intentionally hurt others.
Just like Namira's group of believers, if the Brotherhood completes this kind of contract, these goals will basically be thrown away to Artayum.
Then there are those who make mistakes and are hated by others, or who are passively involved in certain things and "know too much". This group of contracts can also be accepted. They will eventually deal with it like Guiluo and Margaret. There is really no such thing.
If you have magical qualifications, you can transform him into another person.
The last batch of ritual contracts are those where the client has problems and the target is basically innocent. They will be ignored. Even if someone forcibly accepts and executes them, they will fail inexplicably like the previous times.
[Atayum is afraid that it will be overcrowded] The stupid system complained.
'Since the group of mages from the religious sect have taken away the [Eye of Magnus], they must contribute honestly.'
"Hey hey hey~ (Heart) Mother~ It's a new day, do you have any new tasks~ (Spade)" On the screen, Cicero jumped up and down in front of the Night Mother's iron coffin.
I really wanted Jeanne to get up and give him a kick.
"【No】"
——0:02——
In the mountains southwest of Dugu City, the Poite Altar.
Cauldrons, alchemy tables, dried herbs and weird medicinal materials, and many tents for patients to rest, these things make the area around the altar look like a medical camp, and in fact it is.
When I kicked Poit out of the game, I thought his saint was a lunatic dedicated to spreading plagues. I came here to get rid of him, but it turned out that he was actually a wandering doctor who studied and treated various plagues. Although he lived in
The behavior near the altar of Poit seemed strange, but those who were cured would only think that the master wanted to express an attitude of challenging the disease god.
Clean Kaishi, this name inherited the naming style of the Tiger people that was difficult to pronounce and understand. The patients screamed and it was somehow simplified to "White Stone", and finally it was added by those patients who were grateful but didn't know how to repay.
A "holy" prefix.
Although I don't know what the original Poit thought of him, judging from the threads of faith provided by those who were cured, the thin dragon probably could only recognize it by pinching its nose.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu...Help..." Eddie Septim, the princess stand-in, was sleeping in a sleeping bag in a tent in the camp, but his expression was painful and he kept mumbling: "Why are you chasing me?
…”
Mercer Frey and Stamuz Auchendo were quickly recording the effects of medicine and sleep talking on the table nearby.
In this regard, I can only say that these two guys are smart enough. After Mercer took Eddie away, he at most grabbed her hand for teleportation, while Baishi's disciple Ao Chenduo asked Eddie for help before letting her smell the incense.
She asked for her opinion, and Eddie agreed for some unknown reason. As a result, I couldn't find any reason to teach them a lesson.
[They are using various nightmares of demons attacking her to try out ways for the princess to kill the demons]
'It's a good idea, but it's just not realistic.'
Even if Mercer really captures Emil, there will be no result. After all, the "Death Eye" can only be used on living creatures. Things in dreams... She accidentally fell into Valmina's nightmare before, so she has to wait.
Arthur to save?
There is no problem here for the time being. Just use Valmina's priesthood to give her a sweet dream. Then the next thing is...
——0:03——
Winterhold, Mage Academy.
After I rescued Margaret, she was habitually thrown into the Mage Academy because she was a magician. As for her being a spy of the Imperial Regiment, I only talked to Savos Aran and a few masters of various schools.
We have talked with them and asked them to strengthen the confidentiality of information that is not convenient for disclosure.
But not long ago, Kind Guiluo seemed to be planning to gather a group of magicians to conduct research on a "new magic system", and Margaret was among the invitees, which made people confused.
After Margaret happily agreed, she began to frequently report research progress to Dugu City. The masters believed that these contents did not meet the standard of "inconvenience to disclose" and simply left them alone.
However, other apprentices who noticed the clues and had a strong sense of collective honor decided to find evidence to expose her. The tiger-man Zag, who was confident in his stealth, volunteered to search Margaret's house in the middle of the night when she was out.
Got caught red-handed.
"Zage! You're wandering at night again!" Gui Luo shouted.
"Sh—Aunt Guiluo, shush—" Zag waved and shook his head.
"What? Do you want to plead for yourself? Seeing as you have barely taken two steps out of the door, turn around and go back immediately and I will treat you as if you never came out." Gui Luo came over holding a lantern.
"Zag is not afraid of punishment -" the tiger man lowered his voice: "But Zag cannot tolerate spies in the academy - we are convinced that Margaret is secretly passing information to the outside world -"
"Heh, do you want to say that the person in charge of the 'Metal Department' in the 'Magic Research Department' I established is a spy?" Gui Luo chuckled.
"You may not believe it, but Zag has evidence——"
"You think we don't know?"
"Gah?"
The tiger man was speechless, Guiluo pushed his shoulder, turned him half a circle, and stuffed him back into the Palace of Faces.
"The God of Wisdom knows everything." The old man finally said to him.
'It doesn't seem like there's a big problem here, as long as it won't disturb Zella, then, next one.'
——0:04——
Southwest of Windhelm City, Lake Yogrim.
The nearby fishermen who fished in the lake every day would never have imagined that the bottom of this calm lake was covered with solid ice that would never melt, and on this solid ice at the bottom of the lake, two "people" were standing.
"Ha... Living in the temple of the God of Steam, you are not afraid of divine punishment." One of them was wearing gorgeous noble clothes and carrying a gorgeous long bow behind his back. His words were mocking, and the surging lake around him was completely inaccessible to him.
"Septine has hinted that he has set up warning traps wherever they go. We cannot approach without being discovered." The other man's clothes looked like an ordinary lumberyard worker, but his overall aura was not inferior to that of the other man.
"Noble" was half a point. He had no intention of continuing the topic about God, and asked instead: "You have been stopped by Sgramer once before, and you still want to insist on being the enemy of the Dragonborn?"
"Hmph, do you expect them to give away the ancient scrolls? And when these nosy wolf cubs destroyed the Silver Hand, we were already fighting to the death." The noble snorted: "After they left the surface and entered the black
After surrender, not even Sgramer can protect them."
"There, the Dragonborn has no protection, but you have two more mortal enemies, so it doesn't matter?" The worker paused: "But they don't know me."
"I have never regarded those two guys as opponents. They care about too many things, and their stalls are too big." The nobleman lowered his head and looked at his feet: "After that old guy Signos lost his sense of magic traps,
, let’s break through here and go down.”
"Oh, you are the boss." the worker replied.
Then the two "people" fell into silence again.
'Aren't these Hakon and Herne? The mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind?'
【You are the biggest oriole.】
'I am a hunter!'
Ah...it's more troublesome here. You have to set up a magic circle to allow the ice to close quickly after it is broken, otherwise the lake will leak out.
——0:05——
Deep in the ruins of Eltanford, in the Temple of the God of Steam.
"Sophie - hungry -"
Wearing a thick pink and white skirt, with a pair of small white horns exposed on her forehead, and her tail swaying behind her, the little girl walked out of the temple muttering with blurred eyes, and a rabbit lying on her head.
"Miss? It's not even midnight yet, you can rest for a while." Lydia, who was keeping watch, was sitting on a stone chair at the door. She greeted Sophie after seeing her.
Boom, Sophie, who was not looking at the road at all, bumped into a fallen stone pillar. She moved a few steps left and right with a puzzled expression, but the pillar was quite long and could not be bypassed.
"Little——" Lydia stood up as if ready to help.
Click, click, puff! The little girl opened her mouth wide and chewed the pillar directly. Then she spit out a pile of gravel as if she didn't feel it was delicious.
"Little sister, please go slowly." Looking at the rubble on the ground in front of the temple, the baron guard sat back again.
'Is it okay, Arthur? My daughter ran away sleepwalking in a place full of dwarf machines.'
[Because she doesn’t need to worry at all. What she needs to worry about is the dwarf machine that encounters her. 】
‘Where’s the snow elf?’ I pointed at the thin creature approaching Sophie in the direction she was heading on the screen.
[Where did the snow elves come from... Huh? Really.]
‘Hey, your head! As a system, you don’t even know how to spawn monsters?’ I raised my hand and grabbed its wings.
[But there are no snow elves here at all...wuwuwu...]
"Ah ~ beautiful lady ~" The snow elf spoke in standard Nordic. If you look closely, you can see that its eyes are slightly open instead of completely closed like ordinary snow elves. Although the body is thin, it is
They are still much stronger than ordinary snow elves, and the armor they wear is more in line with human aesthetics.
"My name is Yet, and I am a scout of the Snow Elf Kingdom. I am responsible for guiding every surface adventurer who wants to visit. Can you take me to see your father?"
Sophie swallowed the snow elf who called himself Art in one gulp.
【Ha ha ha ha!】
'Although I don't know what happened, I let him stay in the storage area first, and then hinted Sophie to go back and vomit it out.'
[This is your fault. Didn’t you go purify Versho? Let me show you the current situation of the Black Fall.] Stupid System flapped its wings and flew over and touched the globe, and a new live screen popped up.
Under the bright "sunshine", many handsome snow elves, whose appearance is not much different from that of high elves, wood elves and other surface compatriots, are living like humans in a magnificent city.
Incredible, you have created a nation, former Snow Elf Archbishop.
