[Tuyan] Yuanyang Xiaowan

The location of the exit is not shallower than the entrance, and it is accompanied by an undercurrent, which has always washed me out of the water.Before I had time to dry my clothes, I rode my horse quickly and ran back to the headquarters of the Thieves Guild overnight.It was just dawn, and the sun only showed a small half of his face.I happened to meet Wilkel, who got up early, and she said that the client should be waiting for me in the courtyard of the Hall of the Dead in Rift Valley City.

I walked out from the secret exit and saw Sean standing in the middle of the courtyard.He stood in the middle of the cross path, surrounded by neat stone monuments arranged in a square formation.Between the white stones, there are red, blue and purple mountain flowers.He looked straight at the sun on the horizon, his eyes and thoughts far away.

"You're here." I originally planned to wait for him to recover before going forward, but I didn't expect that he actually noticed my existence.

I stepped forward and handed him Thunder Flash.Sean didn't answer it, just looked at me with cold eyes: "Did you get the bracelet?"

I carefully took out the black bracelet from the bag I carried.The black beads on the bracelet look like very expensive gemstones, and I'm sure they are rare in all of Tamriel.The moment the bracelet touched Sean's palm, a huge burst of energy suddenly burst out, pushing me back a few steps abruptly.

what happens?When I looked up again, I saw an undead standing in front of Sean.

It's old Yann!

But look closely, the color of the undead should not be white.When I got in touch with him saying that he would use the bracelet as a medium to talk to Sean, I guess this should be a spell similar to enchantment.

Old Jarn spoke, but not in Nord or Elvish.The pronunciation is very peculiar, and the syllables are short but powerful.I felt like I hadn't spoken the language, but I was able to understand it by accident.

(Sean, it's me, your old buddy Yann. You entrusted that thief lady to fetch this bracelet just to test my attitude, didn't you?)

(I'm not blaming you for not showing up in time. It's not your fault at all, stop doing stupid things like torturing yourself that make me miserable.)

(Whether Odin is accepted by the demon god or not, he is now just a pile of ashes. The length of life is the iron rule of the world set by Akatosh, the god of time, and no one can surpass it. Odin is the same, and you are too .)

(Long time no see, I miss you very much. Everyone in the association misses you very much. It is time to face reality, Sean, the dust of the past has been settled. I believe that the thief lady will tell the truth to the bard Like the poets, the upright and good will be praised, and the villain will bear the reputation of being cast aside.)

(If you're still as stubborn as you were hundreds of years ago, think about this—think about our pacts. You never break pacts with people, and I hope you keep them this time.)

(In honor of the bravery and glory of the treasure hunters, I send you a golden spoon of Mara.)

Old Yan, who finished all the messages with a smile, gradually became transparent and disappeared in the dawn light.At that moment, I saw Sean tightly gripping the black gemstone in his hand.As I watched from a distance, I could only admire secretly, the talents of these two seniors were simply astonishing, and the old Yaen's message was actually written in "Dragon Language"!

Dragon language is the natural roar of a dragon. When it is too powerful, it can directly tear ordinary people to pieces. It is almost impossible for people other than dragonborn and graybeard to learn it in a lifetime.With such a strength beyond ordinary people, if they could join hands to lead the association in the past, what a prosperous and glorious scene it would be!

But... a pity ending, they will never have the chance to wait until that day.

"Sean, everything is revealed." I stepped forward and said to Sean who was speechless, "This bracelet is not a very new thing. Old Yann also said that the Yuanyang Xiaowan incident When it happened, the Septim Dynasty had not yet perished." He raised his head slightly to reveal one eye, but the cold eyes remained unmoved.

"You are already dead."

I remembered the last words old Yann said to me when I got the bracelet.

(Then, Ms. Keto, I would like to ask you to help me persuade him... His mission is over. In other words, he does not have to do such a thing that has hurt himself for many years. I hope he can Realizing that he has become a wandering undead, he is in danger of losing his mind at any time. If he turns into a murderous demon in the end, then we will never be able to meet at the side of the Nine Holy Spirits.)

"The undead wandering in the world may turn into evil spirits at any time. If you get the blood of innocent people on your hands, you will eventually go to the realm of the demon god's annihilation." I tried my best to persuade, "Old Yann is waiting for you to meet the Holy Spirit together , you should go."

"I will leave." His eyes never changed, and his mood was as calm as the sea when there is no wind. "When he feels lonely, I must appear."

"Is this your agreement?" I felt indescribably shocked.

Sean raised his hand and lifted his hood with his long dry fingers hidden in the black robe.This was the first time I saw his face. Although his facial features were good-looking, his cold eyes seemed natural, and his skin was frighteningly pale.

His whole body, except for the black robe outside, turned translucent blue in the blink of an eye, and his whole body was like a cloud of bright blue mist, and also like a burning phosphorous fire.His soul began to break away from the black robe, like a wisp of torch smoke, drifting towards the sky, but Old Yann's bracelet was still in his hand, and he couldn't take it away.

Xiao En gently lifted the bracelet and touched his forehead, and he whispered the last words of farewell to the world in dragon language.

The rising sun shone brightly on the tombstones in the entire courtyard, and Sean had disappeared.Only the black robe that fell from mid-air confirmed that he had appeared in this place.I rushed to grab the robe, folded this Shawn's relic, and carefully put it in the package.

"Cetto, did you understand what he said just now? Goddess Nocturnal, it seems to be the language of the dragon!" Brynjov and Wickel who heard the roar of the dragon came to me curiously. inquire about.

I don't know where they heard the information, but I know that the only dragon descendant who has inherited the dragon's blood is me.I said helplessly, "Uh, the Nord translation—"

(In the name of the supreme bravery and glory of treasure hunters, I send you a golden spoon of Mara...)

"I think this is a unique saying in the Treasure Hunter Alliance." I said, "I swear on their honor..."

"Mara's golden spoon? Oh, my Vicker! What a romantic confession!" A drunken Delwin came out of nowhere and interrupted me, "I'll give you a Mara too. Ra's golden key to unlock my locked heart!"

Next would be a flirtation between Delwin and Weeks, but I didn't enjoy it with the same pleasure as I used to.Back in the hall of the cistern, I pushed open the door of the broken jug again, but I felt like an era had passed since I came here yesterday.

Sean's black robe contained only Old Jahn's bracelet and 20 gold coins. 20 gold coins... The entrustment money he gave me turned out to be all his belongings.As soon as I took out the contents of these pockets, the black robe quickly rotted in the air as if it had completed its mission.

Then I continued my adventure.Both Old Yann's bracelet and Sean's dagger "Thunder and Flash" lost their magic sources and became ordinary decorations.There is no use for it other than selling it to make money, but I chose to keep it as a souvenir.The thieves' guild received wave after wave of missions, but there was no longer any client who could leave an indelible impression on me.

Whenever I have free time to rest in Solitude, I will go to a tavern called "Winking Snow Rat", order a glass of ale, and ask the bard there to sing a song that has just become popular.

"I am a thief

A thief who steals the truth!

Undead of the Ocean Howling Bay

Never cry uselessly!

they were framed

That vicious Odin!

Sell ​​your soul and companions

Become the vicious dog of Melunez!

sean who hates traitors

Even death cannot stop him!

waiting for his undead jahn

Wandering underground alone!

Akatosh comes

History is long gone!

Poor King Septim

Die together with the ugly demon god!

jewel from akavir

Flashing black light!

Yarn's Breath of the Dragon

Used to confide in the heart!

Separation spans epochs

Sean will miss his lover!

two fiery souls

See you in the sky as promised!

i am a thief

A thief who steals love!

In the name of the supreme bravery and glory of the treasure hunter

I send you a golden spoon of Mara! "

The name of this song on the bard's sheet music is called "The Undead of the Ocean Shouting Bay".But I prefer it as a unique love poem, often called by the alias - "Mara's Golden Spoon".