Chapter 216: The fate of thieves, the choice of the future

Lu Zhengkang is transmitting magical energy to the flame element. The specific method is actually to achieve the link through the palm of the pure land. The new fragile element body becomes a member of a small universe, even if the distance is far apart, the link will still exist, and as long as the palm of the pure land magic can not Withered, this flame element will not fall into the crisis of extinction again.
There was some movement behind her. It was the dark elf thief who woke up. She said softly: Baishi.
Lu Zhengkang didn't understand what Baishi meant.
He even suspects that the thief speaks some other language-in short, it is not understandable to him.
"Sayed dreams for a long time, and went crazy for a long time. It's fine if you wake up." The troll man turned his head slightly and looked at the dark elf Karia.
The dark elf sighed, and first apologized to Lu Zhengkang, "I attacked you for no reason before, I am very sorry, please forgive my too tight spirit..."
Lu Zhengkang interrupted her words coarsely, "I can understand."
"... Then, that would be better." Kalia coughed, "Thank you for treating my injury."
The troll man sneered, "Well, it seems that you don't have much memory of your choice, are you — the same kind?"
The dark elf did not react, and repeated, "Similar?"
Lu Zhengkang waved his hand, the flame element disappeared in his palms, then slowly stood up and put on the black robe that had been dried before the bonfire, "Are you wondering why your clothes are so broken? They were broken."
Kalia's lips trembled, "How did it break?"
"Feel! Feel the power in your bloodline!" The troll man suddenly roared loudly, with an imposing manner and tearing his liver.
The dark elf was shocked by this roar, and fell into a state of loss of soul for a while, but there was another hot blood pumped out of her heart, and in an instant, the blazing steam was released from the pores, and Kalia's body suddenly swelled. Curled up and roared, he turned into a tall and upright troll in just a few seconds.
Inherited from the blood of Lu Zhengkang, her hair is also white and shiny. Relatively speaking, she is taller and slender in shape, and her figure looks more delicate than Lu Zhengkang's.
"What is this?! What is this?!!!"
Lu Zhengkang shook his head, "Sure enough, there is no memory, Elf."
"...This is the power of the hunting Helsing?"
"Yes."
The dark elf troll looked at his arm, feeling the rush of power.
"Unbelievable favor..."
Lu Zhengkang stopped speaking, and the wolves were loitering in the tundra. When he got out of the stone shack, they gathered around excitedly. The troll smiled lightly and walked towards the eastern coast.
After walking for a while, the sound of footsteps came from behind. Kalia followed. Lu Zhengkang looked back at the new-born troll and reminded: "With your current...well, blood, it can’t keep changing. It’s a long time, and it will consume a lot of energy, so let’s change it back honestly."
Cagliari asked: "Why can you keep your transformation status?"
"Because I am better." Lu Zhengkang is simple and straightforward.
"That's it." Kalia nodded.
After walking slowly for a long time, the dark elf knows how to use spells, so it can last a long time to transform, until she is almost on the coast, she is exhausted. After transforming back to her original body, she sits on a reef on the mudflat to rest, watching Lu Zhengkang and the wolves are fishing for fish in the fishing pit.
They talked a lot along the way, and Lu Zhengkang took the opportunity to learn more spoken imperial language.
The Dark Elf is a master of thieves from the Thieves Guild. The Thieves Guild is a relatively long-lived and dynamic social group distributed in all provinces of the empire, playing the role of a local snake, which has a lot of cards.
The thieves’ guild of Skyrim is headquartered in Rift Valley City in the southeast, at the eastern end of Henrich Lake. Most of the city is built on top of wooden stakes into the bottom of the water, and the other is divided into two halves by a Grand Canal. , Hence the name Rift Valley.
This kind of city is still very prosperous, but in the popular uprising of 4E129, the fire spread throughout the city, even if there are follow-up restoration work, but the scale of the rift valley is almost the same as that of a small town.
The city is notorious for crimes, the unemployment rate remains high, the people complain about corruption in politics, and they are greedy and lazy.
As the defender of the underground order, the Thieves' Guild was completely reduced to a tool of the Blackthorn family. At this point, Kalia complained a lot, and pointed the contradiction to the betrayer Mercer Frey.
The thieves’ guild went downhill entirely because of the loss of the favor of Nocturnal, Lady of the Night. After all, this demon also controls good luck and has the function of sheltering thieves. Mercer killed Gallus, the master of thieves who was also a Nightingale, and stole Nocturnal’s artifact, the Skeleton Key, which is a strange thing that can open any lock in the world, including the potential of the human body. In addition, it is the key to the road leading to the ebony pond. Such behavior is undoubtedly blasphemy.
After losing the gods, the union immediately went downhill. Often unlocking failed, sneaking was discovered, theft was exposed, and for a while, many members walked away in anger.
"Mercer Frey became very terrible after getting the key, and secretly stealing union property. My deceased husband discovered the clue eight years ago ~EbookFREE.me~ and started a secret investigation. However, I hate the traitor for being cruel and cruel. Everyone hasn't got rid of their skins, and under the pretext of the meeting, they tricked my deceased husband into killing him and planted them on me! For so many years, I have been in a difficult situation to avoid hunting and killing." The dark elf closed his eyes but was careless. Two drops of clear tears fell, "Pity my deceased husband, I will never stand up to death, and I cannot protect myself. Now, every time I think about it, how can I not make people feel broken?"
Lu Zhengkang was silent.
He suddenly remembered a sentence. Mr. Lu Xun said that the joys and sorrows of human beings are not interlinked.
Although words are very powerful, for Lu Zhengkang, words cannot confuse his basic views and rational cognition of a matter.
The dark elf's story is very tragic, indeed, but he does not intend to rush thousands of miles for this sacred revenge. He has to take care of Jonas and learn spells.
Little Brighton relies wholeheartedly on Lu Zhengkang, so Lu Zhengkang will also return his sincerity. What about the dark elf thieves? She has her own way to go.
"I understand it roughly, but I need to declare that unless you bring that enemy here, otherwise I won't help."
Kalia wiped her tears and took a deep breath to calm her choked voice, "...I understand that you are an outsider who is involved in me. Just stay out of the matter with peace of mind. I have a winning heart for this revenge. Even if it takes a lifetime to complete! When my revenge succeeds, I will personally tell you the good news!"
"Why do I need to know this news?"
"Because if I succeed, you will be a guest of the Thieves Guild, and you will be unimpeded in Skyrim!"
Lu Zhengkang chuckled: "I don't think you have such a big influence."
"That is also a lifelong goal worth striving for."