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Reach Chapter 91 The High Elves in the Fortress under the Stone

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    This is not the first time I have entered Shixia Fortress, and the guards did not show any caution towards this relatively familiar visitor.  In the name of visiting my old friend, the court mage Cassimer, I entered the stone fortress as usual.  The lord¡¯s uncle Layek was not a reclusive hermit.  As a close blood relative and right-hand man of Lord Igmund, Layek is often involved in handling the political affairs of Markarth City. There are also many people who want to meet this powerful man, so the location of his residence is very important to everyone.  It is a secret and sensitive topic that most people cannot talk about.  Although they quickly figured out the location of Layek's room, it was difficult to put the stolen goods into his room. Two guards lined up on the left and right guarding the entrance dutifully. They didn't look like they could be bribed or bribed.  It's like leading away.  Just as I was thinking about countermeasures, a burst of dog barking came in from outside, and also came into my ears a violent scolding in Elvish language.  "Stupid dog!" I'm really lucky. To me, dogs are not stupid at all. Instead, they are very clever animals.  ¡­ ¡­ A high elf official wearing the robes of a mage Mo walked back and forth in the hall outside the lord¡¯s palace. Behind him were two men wearing moonstone armor.  The sound must have come from him, because I found two fierce hounds barking at them on the ground nearby.  I don¡¯t have a good impression of the high elves wearing Thalmor military uniforms. The first two times I met them, we had very bad conflicts. If I hadn¡¯t been skilled, I might have fallen into their hands twice.  Now my strength is not what it used to be. If I encounter these Thalmor soldiers in the wild again and have evil intentions towards me, I swear I will make them pay a heavy price.  But this is the territory of Lord Igmund. Not far away is the main hall where the lord handles official business. Due to the constraints of the occasion, it seems that my third meeting with the high elf will not cause any conflict.  "Hey, that Manmo, come here!" Seeing an unknown outsider walking in their direction, the high elf official headed by him sent me a rude invitation.  As for the word Manmo mentioned in his words, it refers to the Bretons. Because the Bretons are the lineage with the most elven blood among all human branches, so in the Elvish language, it will represent the human "  The two words "Man" and "Mo" representing elves are combined to form "Manmo", which is called "human elf".  "Huh? What's the matter?" "Humph, you should answer what you can do for me!" Well, I'm not surprised to hear such a reply. The virtues of these high elves are nothing more than this.  I was too lazy to conflict with him for such a boring reason, so I followed his request in a casual way.  "Haha, what can I do for you, Mr. Altmo?" "There is no trace of the noble bloodline and good character inherited from the elves in this guy" After hearing my feeble reply,  The high elf official complained to himself, then raised his voice and scolded me dissatisfiedly, "Cheer up! It's a great honor for you to be able to talk to members of the Thalmor!" "I'm honored  "I nodded blankly and continued to ask, "I wonder if you have any teachings for me?" The high elf official walked up to me, raised his chest and asked me domineeringly like he was interrogating a prisoner.  "Do you believe in Talos?" "Of course not, he is a false god." I have long known the consequences of answering other answers, so my answer is completely submissive to the other person's intention.  "Well, that's more or less" After hearing my answer that finally satisfied him for the first time, the high elf official nodded secretly, and then began to preach to me in official language, "Taros cannot be included in the ranks of our gods.  "I came here to correct the wrong beliefs of these country bumpkins." "It sounds like the Empire is not willing to abide by the content of the Platinum Treaty regarding the complete ban on the Talos faith?" "They are always concerned about the false gods that are dormant and spreading like a plague.  Faith turned a blind eye, so the Ancestral Divine Continent sent me to supervise and promote the banning process. Don¡¯t worry, soon the lowly name of the false god will completely disappear from this land, and no one can.  Stop us." "Uh, not even Lord Igmund?" "Huh, the empire exists because we allow it to exist, not to mention that poor Nord lord, he wouldn't be able to do it now without our support.  I can¡¯t even sit in my seat in the palace" "Probably because the topic veered in a sensitive direction, the high elf official stopped talking about these contents and went straight to the point and made his request to me.    "You, take these two stupid dogs away and don't let them disturb us." "No problem. If you are a little hungry, I can also help you notify the cook and ask him to stew a pot of delicious dog meat for you.  "Soup." "Don't push these useless guys, get these two beasts out of here!" (To be continued) PS: Thank you to book friend No. 415 for your precious monthly vote!
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