I am Joan of Arc and the Night Mother.

Phew, I'm Akatosh!

—4E, 201, Moon of the Fire, 8th, 17:51

The Reach is a large fiefdom in the southwest of Skyrim Province, and unlike the snowy plains and the basin of Phocles, most of this fiefdom is occupied by rolling mountains and mountains, through which the Kas River and its tributaries run from the snow-capped mountains of the south, and many of the gently flowing bays are suitable settlements, but if you decide to settle here, you will have to take care of your own security.

Markarth, the capital of Rich, is an ancient dwarven relic nestled in the westernmost mountain wall of the territory, and outside of the city is the only plain in the entire territory, where merchants from other realms sell food and buy minerals from the city - due to its mountainous nature, Rich's grain production is low, but it is rich in minerals, especially silver mines, which causes bandits from other realms to migrate to Rich, and become black mine owners.

Black Mine Owner –

"Hey, hey, hey~ (spades)"

Cicero was walking in the mountains, and because he thought of something interesting, he suddenly grinned at Jeanne Darke.

The lady in the ink-armored armor only threw a disgusted glance at him, while the silver-haired little girl looked at him in alarm.

"What, what's wrong? Mr. Cicero? Enemies? ”

"Oh~Of course not~ (plum blossoms), even if there is, there is no need to bother our little princess to make a move~ (hearts)" He performed an ancient ritual towards Illya, which had been abandoned for hundreds of years in the province of High Rock, and eagerly awaited a response.

"This, that'......" Illya didn't seem to understand the gesture at all, and after a sigh of relief, she continued to follow Jeanne up the mountain.

Although there was a large road from Phocles to Marcus City, it was much longer, and Asthode judged that Gallus was likely to take a shortcut in the mountains, so Jeanne, who went to enforce the contract, and Elia, who insisted on going to her father, also chose this route.

As for why Cicero should go? Of course, it's because the listener can go wherever he wants~

"Oh~ After Cicero left, his mother was left unprotected~ (Cube)" He was still asking himself in his heart one second, and the next second he sighed in an aria.

"You can go back now." After Jeanne Darla led Illya up a gentle slope, she turned back to Cicero angrily.

"No~ (Cube) Mother asked me to follow you~ (Plum Blossom)" Cicero lied with a straight back.

“…… All right. Jeanne's already disgusted eyes seemed to be even more disgusted, and she turned around and led Illya to begin the downhill slope.

Oh, of course, of course the mother didn't say this, and it was purely for her own purpose to come along, but as long as the mother didn't refute it directly, it means that this sentence is fine, isn't it?

As for what purpose, exactly? Cicero himself didn't know much, maybe it was because he saw that she could switch between the two forms freely? Maybe it was to see her grandly carry Illya out of the Black Gate?

What is the best music in life? The answer to going from the outside to the inside was of course silence, but the poor little girl had to go from the inside out, and when even Astrid did not understand how to get out, the lady Jeanne Darch only told Illya to stand there quietly without making a sound, and in a few minutes the black door slipped open on its own.

That's right! It's "silence"!

Outside-in requires language, and inside-in requires action—so how does the Morning Star's sanctuary code, "Innocence," act?

"Wangwang~Meowmeow~(Heart)"Cicero began to learn to jump rabbits.

"Sister Jeanne? What happened to Mr. Cicero? "Don't look at him, it's contagious." "Oh."

Why do people always think they are crazy? Cicero thought as he jumped around.

Whether it is Skyrim Province or Cerrodil Province, everyone is obviously afraid of the Holy Spirit and the Demon God, but for the same power as them, the only difference is that the [Night Mother] who can be directly contacted has no awe, and there is even a group of fools trying to snatch her.

Even within the Brotherhood, there are few people who worship their mother as the Holy Spirit or Demon God, not to mention the branch Brotherhood in Skyrim Province that always wants to find an opportunity to use her and has lost its tradition for a long time, even in the headquarters of Cerrodiel, there are many people with disrespectful thoughts.

Alyssan Dapuni, a former listener, announced that their mother had given them the ability to summon the souls of ancient Assassins, allowing them to carry forward the Dark Brotherhood in the province of Cerrodir, while siblings Ganag and Ankanica declared that they had been chosen by their mother to be the guardians of the Iron Coffin, and no one was allowed to approach them.

Later, Raksha and Pontios also claim to have received an edict from the Mother of Night, and after a secret conversation with Dapuni, they have become the so-called second listener, the third listener - what the hell is that!

Cicero jumped into the river in a rage and stabbed to death a mirelurk disguised as a stone with a dagger.

"Thank you, thank you." Illya, who was about to fill the water bladder beside him, thanked him in a daze.

"Humph!" Filled with anger from the memory, Cicero turned to leave.

"Sister Jeanne......" "Say leave him alone."

"Mother~ (hearts)" As a listener, the most important skill is not to be swayed by emotions, Cicero disappeared his anger in a blink of an eye, began to pull weeds around and said to himself: "Jeanne Darke is so hard to pronounce, how about I call her 'Joan of Arc'?" ”

"Yes." A soft female voice that is light and ethereal, as if with some kind of rhythm, rings in the ears.

As on previous occasions, his mother would not question any of his actions, and whenever Cicero prayed, she would answer—though she would be reprimanded for too often.

Look, this is the listener, and those who say stupid things like "the Night Mother has an order, go kill whoever and who" and "What does the Night Mother ask us to do", they have played their own games in the province of Cerrodiel.

Decades ago, Mother had stepped out of the Iron Coffin and killed the attackers who had laid siege to the last position of the Sanctuary, leaving behind a powerful spell, but what Mother really told them, "Go to Skyrim Province", was completely deaf to them.

Cicero had had enough of the contradictory "Night Mother's Order" and found it in the dusty archives on his own.

Obviously, they are more willing to make a fortune in the relaxed environment after the end of the Great War of the Empire and Somo, rather than to go to the development of the Skyrim Province, which is still mired in civil war.

In that case, then Cicero would have no problem taking his mother away, they wouldn't listen anyway, and they wouldn't have the courage to open the iron coffin, and wait until one day if someone with a conscience found out and confessed to the Night Mother, only to find that the Night Mother had disappeared......

"Hey, hey, hey~ (spades)," he grinned smugly.

"Ahhh In the grass, a man in shabby leather armor and a deer helmet jumped up and turned to run: "Monster!! ”

"Monsters? Where? (Spades)" Cicero looked around in surprise.

"You come down first." Jeanne Darch, oh no, Joan of Arc kicked the tree by the grass.

"Oh~ (square)" he let go of the vines from the tree and ended the upside-down hanging position.

"Mr. Cicero, what are you doing in the trees?" Illya's attitude when talking to him has become more natural.

"I heard that there are oathbreakers nearby~ (block)" Cicero said mysteriously: "It's obviously a human, but it has a pair of antlers, and when you see outsiders, you can't help but kill it, so I want to find some branches tied to my head and pretend to be antlers~ (hearts)"

"I think the one who just ran away is ......" Illya looked in the direction of the person who had fled before.

"Huh? (Spades)" Cicero swiped the ground and summoned two lilac rectangular flakes at his fingertips - "Poker": "Mother ~ Can the Oath Atteward Kill ~ (Hearts)"

"No...... Hum! Joan of Arc seemed to want to answer, and then turned back when she realized that something was wrong.

"[No, except for the 'Heart of Thorns' whose heart has been replaced, it cannot be killed. The voice of the Night Mother rang in Cicero's head.

"Understood~ (hearts)" He waved his hand suddenly, and the two cards flew in the direction of the oathbreaker's escape.

So, the guys at the Sanctuary of Serodil were so self-righteous that Mother would never order someone to be assassinated for money unless they really had a way to die.

Contrary to the public's impression, the mother is actually very keen to save people, such as the farmer's family who was about to be killed by a vampire not long ago.

After coming to Skyrim Province, his mother was no longer silent, but instead taught him many skills, but neither "mad poker", "flexible love" nor "thin illusion" were all sharp weapons for killing, but had the ability to disguise some undead as dead.

If you want to talk about the reason for that, a sentence that my mother inadvertently uttered may be explained: "Hades wants people to die on the third watch, who dares to keep people until the fifth watch", this sentence seems to be the language of the demon god, Cicero did not understand it at all, but the meaning seems to be "If someone should die at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, no one is allowed to kill him before eleven o'clock".

This is the authority that the wife of the "nothing" Ceatus should have! The act of someone holding a ceremony and collecting money to kill people is simply unsightly! The time of anyone's death is up to her! That's why Mother has come to Skyrim to stop these fools!

"Hey, hey~ (hearts)" Cicero laughed again, and Joan of Arc and Illya ignored him as they watched the poker fly away.

"Ahh "Click!" A subtle, strange sound came from that direction.

Whew – a moment later, the pokers flew back, each with a deer antler on it.

Cut off the antlers on the hat with a summoning weapon, snatch them away with telekinesis, and then use a change spell to dip it on the summoning weapon and bring it back, it doesn't sound very handsome, and sure enough, the mother's ability to choose a name is also first-class~

"For you~beautiful young lady~" Cicero picked up the antlers from the oathbreaker's head and handed them to Illya with a solemn face.

"Uh, thank you, it's the first time I've received a gift from a man, even though I don't know what they're for." Illya took it carefully.

Syllable! Joan of Arc next to her patted her forehead: "Hurry up, there is the old Haldane Inn in front, I don't want to be retaliated by a group of oathbreakers when I camp in the wilderness." ”