Chapter 246: Report and summary

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My name is Akatosh,
I have to stare at Amir not to let her kill Laowu.
4E, 201, the month of the fire, 6th, 22: 05
After returning to the sanctuary, Asturd began to wonder if the Dark Brotherhood was being affected by the battle between the Night Mother and a demon.
Although it is a good thing that the listener brought the night mother's iron coffin, the listener itself is a crazy clown.
She quickly arranged a contract for several grumpy members to avoid contact with him, hoping that Master Galus, who is the brotherhood ’s think tank, could have a way to control the clown. As a result, the master ’s daughter was found somewhere, let him Completely became a silly dad.
And although the contract released between the haste has not been selected in detail, except for the recruitment of Jeanna Dalke's own, all other tasks have failed, which is simply a shame that the Dark Brotherhood has never had.
In the information room on the second floor of the sanctuary, several members of the Brotherhood were sitting around the conference table, watching Astrid looking at the task report they submitted unpleasantly.
"So, why did these contracts fail? Husband, you say it first." Astrid tried to ignore the grotesque "hahaha" that came from outside, and asked the shirtless Nord Han.
The contract arranged for him was to hunt down the werewolf Sintin who killed the little girl after running out of control. The other party took the opportunity to escape after the Imperial Legion retreated, so he also went on the wanted order issued by Lord Falkreath. For a werewolf who can control himself, it would be no harder to kill him than to kill a chicken.
"It was quite smooth at first, he wouldn't cover his tracks at all, but then the puppy's clue broke off near the 'Green Jasmine Witch Villa'," Dahan scratched his head: "As soon as I approached It will be attacked by the group of eagles, with a look of hate, and it is initially judged that the guy entered their territory when he was fleeing. He also caused a lot of trouble. It is probably dead at this moment. "
"Well ..." Astord wrote a few strokes in the task report before him: "Although it seems to us that he is dead, it is not necessarily the object of the agreement."
"Oh, anyway, the girl's mother can't pay anything decent," Ayn Boyon squeezed his fist. "I will remember to kill if I met Sintin again."
"Okay, then the next one—Mr. Festus? Your goal is Hearn, the miller of the Half Moon Mill. According to intelligence, he is just an ordinary person. Is there any reason to miss?" The task contract document on the question to the old mage with a sullen face.
"This is Nazr's mistake, let him explain." Festus rolled his eyes.
"Nazier?" Astured turned to look.
Although this Red Guard man rarely shot in person, the collected intelligence has always been very accurate. There have even been a series of battles that only revealed a few messages to ordinary people, which eventually led to the death of the contract target. How could his intelligence be possible? Error?
"Sorry, boss, this is indeed my mistake, but the cause of the mistake is just like the fact that I am not" Redguard "(RaGada), but a legacy of history." Naz Earlier, he prepared a stack of materials that had even begun to turn yellow in some years.
"Continue." Astrid nodded, "Red Guard" is indeed a misnomer of "Legard", after all, the former is more eloquent than the latter, plus they generally have red skin and are mistaken After thousands of years, I do n’t even want to change myself.
"Hern Havermoth, the adopted son of the miller of the first half of the month, the current owner, and the client of the assassination contract is his nominal niece. The lady very wisely held a dark ceremony in the Rift Valley territory away from the mill. Nazir picked up the data and said.
It sounds like most of the contracts created because of property, Astrad nodded.

Hern ’s life is very ordinary and there is a case to investigate. He did work for a few months at the Half Moon Mill, and he was eventually given the ownership of the mill before the mill ’s death, but Mr. Festus discovered when he went to the assassination Nazlton looked down and looked at Babette next to him: "He is actually a vampire."
"Look at what I do?" Babete glared at him. "My little child of this age would have been very strange if he did not grow at all in a year or two, so I have never done that kind of thing."
Without hesitation claiming to be a child ... Nazr wiped his sweat quietly.
"The bad news is that I broke the disguise that he has managed for years, and he will probably never die with us," Festus finally said. "The good news is that this guy had tricked us into stabbing the holy moth priest before. , So it would have been endless. "
"Okay," Asturder turned the quest file one more page: "Babette? You will make mistakes. It's really rare. The goal is just a bard—won't he be disguised again? "
"I promise he is just an ordinary bard." Nazr made a statement immediately.
"What an" ordinary bard "!" Babet exasperated: "That's an" artist "!"
"..." The audience was silent.
"Cough, the target is Mozar ’s minstrel, orc Lubuk," Nazir coughed and broke the silence: "Because he performed the song that called himself" rap ", the guests expressed their dissatisfaction, the hotel The boss held a dark ceremony with the idea of ​​giving it a try. It stands to reason that we generally do n’t respond to this ridiculous reason, but Babette thinks it is very interesting ... "
"If I didn't go, wouldn't a good singer be killed by any one of you?" Babete looked straight and confident: "I deliberately turned into a prototype to threaten the boss and make him inaccurate To discriminate against Lubuk again, he must be arranged to sing when there are many people. This task was deliberately failed by me.
What should I say ... even after five hundred years, the mind is still a child?
"Okay, just fine you for not being able to see your frost spider pet for a week." Astrid shook his head helplessly. The accidental mistake was okay, but deliberate failure to perform the contract required punishment, but it was ordinary for Babette. The punishment has basically no effect.
"No! Peter!" Babet refused to pounce on the table.
The members of the brotherhood present looked at each other and decided to ignore her for the time being and discuss the next issue.
"Another task was taken by Lord Gallus," Nazr pointed out. "But it is not yet clear whether it is 'failed' or 'cancelled.'"
"Revoke?" Astrad frowned: "Can the client suddenly not want the target of the contract to die?"
"The client is Mu Rui Shoudun, who lives in Markas City. She is the adopted daughter of the Shoudun family of the Windhelm City. Her nominal sister is now the leader of the 'shawl blonde hair'. Anyone mentioned that she said 'Friga's sister', so she wanted to kill her sister to make others value themselves again, ha. "Nazr just laughed out the information he already knew.
"This kind of ridiculous commission can be seen from time to time. The girl is obviously immature," Astrid poked her forehead hair. "The living sister still has a way to surpass, but she is the most professional If Gao Feng died, the curse of 'what would happen if Friega was alive' would accompany her for life. "
"So, I'm going to Macas City to persuade her to dispel this idea." With a slightly low-pitched middle-aged man's voice, Gallus, with a somewhat depressed expression, entered the intelligence room.
"Why? We have never had a record of" Nightingale "Gallus who wanted to break this record by himself?" Babette stayed on the table and just turned his face.
"It's not like your style," Ian Boyon looked at Galus: "We don't need senseless sympathy."
"Let's say that ... I did think so," Gallus sniffed, grudgingly grinning: "If you and Astrid have children, you might be able to understand my mood now. Now. "
"Which--" Ayn Bjorn was stunned by this suddenly transformed topic, subconsciously looked at Astrid on the throne, and instantly transformed when a little red appeared on that rugged face. Cheng Werewolf with no expression: "Oh--"
"Huh!" The girl's exclamation came from the door. When everyone looked around, a girl with silver hair and red eyes, wearing a little-fitting brotherhood uniform, was scared to the ground by the werewolf.
Um ... well, it's really cute, Astrid looked at the girl who seemed to be called Eliya, and pointed her husband at the backhand: "Sit down!"
"Boom!" "Aoah?" Ain Boyon, who was originally overwhelmed by his coworker's daughter and was at a loss, immediately sat honestly in front of Astrid.
"Hee hee ..." "Hahaha-(Spades)"
When Ilya laughed, the clown who appeared inexplicably beside her also began to laugh, and then was lifted away by the disdainful girl who raised her hand and separated the air.
"Eliya?" Galus tried to take two steps towards the door. The girl who was pushing Cicero further and further away immediately hid behind the door, only half of her head looked at him with vigilance.
"In short ... she wouldn't recognize me when I stayed here. It would be better to leave for a while and find a way for Mu Rui to give up her commission and try to contact her mother." Galus sighed.
"Although this is your private affair, when you joined us and did not go out to work in a big city for a few years, wasn't it because there were some troubles outside that were not resolved?" Astrid instructed Ein Boyon to sit back in his chair The good side asked Galus: "Is it alright?"
"Even my daughter has come to the door, and I naturally have no reason to escape," Galus's eyes became deeper. "Some things, there must be an ending."
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