The Collection of The End

——4E, 201, Last Seed Moon, 19th, 11:00——

Wells Lanting is assisting other comrades in the investigation of the disappearance of yaks at Pelagia Farm.

The only two cows on this farm disappeared inexplicably within a month, but there was no sign of any wild animal attack at the scene. Although the farmer has sufficient financial resources to buy new cattle, if the reason for their disappearance is not found out, it will be It's like throwing money into Baihe.

"There was no movement at all," the farmer was explaining the situation to Ella, who was half-squatting: "After one night, the cow disappeared, and neither the stupid dog nor the chickens in the chicken coop responded. It must be a farm worker." Do it!"

Ella the huntress, the leader of this operation, has bright red shawl hair like a flame, tall and fit, and a fur hunting suit made according to the standard body proportions of the Empire or the Nords, but she wears it on her arms, arms, A section of wheat-colored skin was exposed on the thighs and waist, which added a bit of wild beauty to her. If she hadn't always used paint to completely cover her appearance, the suitors would probably be able to line up from Yuevaska to Xueman's door .

In fact, the outline can be seen through those paints, probably a heroic face very similar to her style of acting.

It is said that Ayla comes from a forest tribe dominated by women. All the women there are good hunters. For them, the terrible facial lines are also a weapon, and they are usually only washed off by the ones they like. Obviously, the current comrades-in-arms No one in the regiment had seen her face up.

For example, today, she drew three huge scratch marks on her face. Even though Wells was prepared, she was still shocked by the level of realism and ferocity, but Ria clapped her hands and cheered.

"Unfortunately, sir, this matter is not what you expected." The huntress let go of the farm hound and stood up straight: "The cattle thief is probably a giant. Your dog is frightened."

"Giant, giant?" The farmer's eyes widened. "Aren't those guys only interested in mammoths?"

"Excuse me, did you raise them to be very strong and tall," Wells interjected. "It looks like a mammoth at a glance?"

"Oh...of course," the farmer paused, and said in a very proud tone: "They eat better and are stronger than the cows on the surrounding petty farms, just like my crops."

Is this the time to elevate your status? Wells groaned.

"So, there's good news and bad news, which one are you going to hear?" Ella said to the farmer, ignoring his boastfulness.

"Then... okay." The farmer said hesitantly.

"The good news is that a slightly larger yak will be recognized as a mammoth, and the giant may also be a cub itself," Ella said. "It is relatively easy to deal with."

"So, bad news?"

"The bad news is that after bringing the yak back to the gathering place, the old giant who knows the goods will directly kill the yak, and it will have to go out to look for it again, which is here." Ella pointed to the empty cattle pen .

"What? Will you come again?" The farmer began to sweat, "but I don't have any yaks anymore."

"Are you going to reason with the giant?" Wells said, "You have only two choices, keep buying yaks until the giant grows or migrates, or hire us to kill it—"

"But you have already accepted the commission..." The farmer tried to bargain.

"Your commission is to find the beast that attacked the yak, so we only have two people here," Wells shook his head: "If you want to fight the giant, this number is not enough at all, we must increase the commission before we can send more people."

The Comrades Group is the most famous warrior group in Skyrim Province. Their predecessor was the five hundred heroes led by the ancient hero Sgrammer. They fought in the entire sky and drove out all the elves that occupied the sky at that time.

Sgrammer's weapon also earned the title of "Elf Slayer".

Their stronghold is the huge shed "Yuevaska" on the mountainside in the middle of Xueman City, or in other words, around the Yuevaska of the Comrades in Arms, Xueman was established. In the glorious period, the Comrades in Comrades had thousands of fighters , can be said to actually rule the province of Skyrim.

However, with the passage of time, the glory of the comrades-in-arms group is no longer there. They are now more like a group of mercenaries who accept commissions. The only difference is that they can decide what kind of missions they accept. The guy who entrusted him will only be beaten up and handed over to the guards.

In the recent civil war between the Imperial Legion and the Stormcloaks, Snowman City declared its neutrality, and neither side dared to take action against it, because they were afraid that attacking Snowman rashly would push the comrade-in-arms group to the opposite side, but this fragile Balance is difficult to maintain all the time.

"More than two people~ and me~" Ria said, waving the dagger in her hand.

"Yes, yes, and you are still here." Wells echoed.

Ria is the current leader of the comrades-in-arms group, and Corac Whitemane personally arranged it. It is said that he saw some prophecy in her and asked the soldiers to train her as much as possible.

But what about a ten-year-old girl who wields a dagger as if wielding a one-handed sword? The most urgent thing is to let her grow up first.

"Okay... I will pay an extra 500 commissions, please add more people as soon as possible." The farmer looked at Ria and Wells who took care of her, and gritted his teeth. I'm afraid that child can only be counted as one and a half.

"Then, I will continue to investigate the giant's whereabouts here, Wells, you take Lia back to Xueman—" Ella suddenly stopped in the middle of her words, and turned to look in the direction of the road leading to Ximu Town: "—— Take Leah and this farmer into the house and hide."

There is no need to ask the reason, the huge figure with a height of nearly three meters and rushing towards him wielding a huge bone club has already explained everything.

"Obviously," Ayla narrowed her eyes and looked at the figure fleeing in front of the giant, "someone moved your cow, and the giant is chasing him."

——12:00——

"Don't follow the road! Come here!" Ayla called out to the pursuer as he approached.

I have to say, that person is very smart, Wells thought, he ran along a Z-shaped route all the way because of the huge size of the giant and it was inconvenient to turn around. When I found his figure and chased after him, the two sides had already opened a distance.

However, this method cannot completely get rid of the giant. Due to its height and long legs, it moves very fast in a straight line, and it will be chased if you are not careful. twice.

"Whoosh - puff -" Ayla flew out with an arrow and pierced deeply into the giant's arm, but the giant raised his hand and pulled out the arrow. This unreasonable scene made her feel a little dazed. .

"Don't bother, I've tried along the way—" The fugitive said while running towards this side, "Shooting a whole pot of arrows won't do anything to this guy."

Blond-haired and blue-eyed, he is a typical Nord man, but his figure is too thin compared to other ordinary Nord men, and he may suffer in head-to-head combat. Wells glanced at the fugitives, raised his shield, and used the hilt of his sword Hit it hard, trying to get the giant's attention.

The giant seemed to have a deep hatred for the fugitives. Even though there were three more people here, they were still unwilling to give up. They stepped over the stone fence on the side of the road and approached here, trampling all the crops in the field along the way. into the mud.

"My cabbages and green onions!" the farmer wailed from his house.

"And potatoes and tomatoes—" Lia also joined in the fun and shouted.

"Deducted from the commission!" Ayla yelled back, then looked at the fugitive: "Draw your sword, warrior."

"My name is Arthur. I originally planned to lead it to the city gate and hand it over to the guards." The fugitive picked up the steel two-handed sword from behind and looked at Wells' striped shield: "How should we cooperate? That guy's strength It is so huge that the attack cannot be parried or blocked."

"I guess you were a hunter before," Ella looked at Arthur, and at the same time shot two arrows again, making the giant howl again and again, "and you didn't learn to fight systematically."

"Well... that's true. Actually, this is my first time in Xueman," Arthur picked up his two-handed sword and aimed at the giant who was not far away: "Can we wait until the battle is over?"

"Barely qualified as a fighter," Ella said to Wells. "You go first, we'll be there after."

"Wait? I said that its attack cannot be directly blocked..." "We are more familiar with it than you, Mr. Arthur."

Wells took a breath, raised his shield and charged towards the giant.

If it is an adult five-meter giant, he and Ayla can only retreat temporarily, and may have to retreat to the position of the Xueman city wall to ask the guards for help, but this is just a cub, and its height and strength have not yet reached its peak. Quantitative change leads to qualitative change.

The giant was in a state of rage, completely ignoring whether the human in front of him was the guy who killed its "mammoth" and shot arrows at it all the way, and smashed the huge bone stick down.

"Drink!" At that moment, Wells directly accelerated forward, almost rushing into the giant's arms, and then slammed his shield at the giant's elbow holding the stick in this temporary safe space that would not be swept away by the big stick.

Click! Bang!

Under the combination of the strength of the giant's own swing and the force of Wells' shield slamming, the arm was directly broken, and the huge bone club fell to the ground. It howled and tried to grab Wells with the other hand At this time, Ella's arrow arrived again. Although it only had a slight blocking effect, it was enough for Wells to evacuate from its attack range with the shield.

The tacit cooperation between the shield hand and the archer is deadly to the giant who has no fighting consciousness at all. Even if it finally approached Ayla after a while, it didn't have any strength to punch or kick. The deep wound he cut fell to the ground.

"Wild way." After asking the farmer to call the Xueman guards to clean up the mess, Ella commented on Arthur's performance: "Maybe you can lurk and hunt the most ferocious beasts in the sky, but you have zero experience in frontal combat." , at most relying on thick armor and a heavy sword to bully some spiders, wolves and robbers."

"Hmm..." Arthur couldn't refute, he paused before asking: "So, where can I learn the skills of frontal combat?"

"Brother-in-arms," ​​Ella grinned, "Welcome to Yuevaska."