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It was the familiar Larov again. Jonas ignored him. He just took a good rest. Only then did he inexplicably accept a large number of dragon souls. As a result, he was extremely happy and was killed by a wolf in a blurred state. It was too painful and too shameful. , The boy secretly warned himself that he must be cautious this time, and no longer fall into strange traps.

According to the idea of ​​the last rebirth, Jonas still planned to follow the convoy, and he was lazy throughout the whole process, until the moment Alduin arrived, he immediately seemed to be alive, and first punched the cold one to death. The female officer then took advantage of the chaos on the scene, grabbed Larov and ran away.

Last time I was with Hadawa, an imperial soldier, and this time I walked with this storm cloak. This is called "Equalitarianism of Rain and Dew." Jonas laughed in his hardships and laughed.

After entering the fortress with Jonas, Larov first searched for a long sword to protect him, and then searched for food and wine. He took a cloth bag and filled six or seven pieces of bread, and three bottles of Alto after opening the green bottle. Wine, two intact Snowman meads, and a half-drinked Cerro Di Leach brandy from the flap under the cabinet-including import tax, worth 150 gold coins, with alchemy The potion effect can continue to restore endurance.

Larov shared food with Jonas. He was starving, and the prison wagon walked slowly for several days before reaching Helgen. The prisoners were starving and exhausted.

Larov's mouth was full, the smell of wheat filled his nose, his mouth was full of fluids, and the bread swelled up after absorbing the saliva and alcohol, and he felt full, and he hummed comfortably. "Aren't you taking a bite, brother?"

"I'm not hungry." Jonas murmured, "By the way, what are you going to do after you escape? Your stormcloak base is gone."

"Huh? Impossible! What nonsense are you talking about?"

Jonas looked blank.

Larov chattered, "Our team is doing well. When we go back this time, His Royal Highness Ulfric will surely lead us to defeat the imperial mongrel!"

"Is there a Baron Dillo in Winterhold?"

"No. I haven't heard of it."

Jonas took a breath, his gums sour, "It's really bad this time!" He realized that his rebirth was probably not on the same timeline, but shifted.

Every timeline has almost similar individuals, and they are all unique. Once they die, they are really dead.

Jonas originally thought that no matter how coldly he was, he would be able to resurrect the dead as long as he did it again, and there would be opportunities again, but now he understood that it was impossible.

After escaping to death with Larov and the two groups of soldiers he met on the road, Jonas hurried to Winterhold.

This place is under intense construction, but the scale is small, with a total population of less than 100 households, and there is no grandeur that Jonas saw last time.

He fell to the ground, and a guard noticed him, "Citizen, what do you do when you come to Winterhold?"

"Do you have a man named Dilo here?"

"Of course, he is Lord Collier's martial attendant, why, you are delivering the letter?"

"I want to see him."

The guard shrugged, "Go by yourself, he is in the lord's longhouse. Be careful not to do illegal things, we will stare at you."

The new city of Winter Castle is arranged underground, and the entrance is on a mountain wall. The long construction team carries the lanterns, like a group of orange fire worms. And the lord’s longhouse was still in the old town, and it was not decent in shabby appearance. Jonas was walking down the street. An alcoholic rushed out from the side of the road and yelled at him, "Damn trash, come on, I have to Show you some color...Hey, what are you looking at!"

Jonas frowned, and a guard came over and berated the drunkard and told him to go away. The guy shrank a bit, still reluctant, and then he was knocked out by the guard. He was lying on the ground and no one cared.

"Who is he?"

"Lanmere, a bad guy."

"Why didn't he participate in the construction?"

"His sister is very good at work. He only needs to be a blood-sucking maggot. Such people are just as bad everywhere."

Jonas was at a loss. He squatted down and watched the drunkard stick his face into the bushes and vomit. When he vomited the sour gastric juice, he turned around and lay on his back, with his head on his vomit. The snow is still white and blue, his eyes are red, and his nose is full of rose-red acne, festering and pus, but surprisingly, he is not very smelly, maybe the cold wind has frozen the smell, or he may be private Also clean often.

"Does it make any sense for you to drink every day?" Jonas asked softly.

The drunkard opened his eyes wide and laughed sharply, and the guard laughed aside.

Their laughter made Jonas feel ashamed, "What's so funny."

The guard shook his head, "One kid." He left.

The drunkard was still laughing, clutching his stomach, choking his saliva in his throat, hoarse.

Jonas really didn’t know what they were laughing at. He knew why he was alive. He had three enemies to kill, the black dragon, the Milac, and the person who caused the dragon to break. He was to save the world and to save more. Many people are righteous. For this world to last, he doesn't mind abandoning his life. This is glorious.

Jonas knows that people always have to do something while they are alive. This is fate, but fate itself is a part of life.

Some people don't even know what to do while they are alive. They can still be proud of themselves. They are really inferior animals!

The drunkard laughed enough, "Tell me what is meaningful."

"Let the children grow up healthy, let the adults live and work in peace, and let the elderly be supported." Jonas said after thinking about it.

Lanmere was furious, "Fuck! Smelly kid! I've never lived, so let's talk about this first. No hair grows up! Where can I learn something to say? Meaning? To be alive. What's the point? To live is to die, no matter whether you are a fool or a counselor, you have to die no matter what. Huh? I drink enough to be comfortable! Holy Spirit and Demon God, you can't compare to me!"

"You will always wake up from alcohol." Jonas secretly suppressed his anger, stubbornly contended, and then turned and walked away quickly, not daring to continue talking to the drunkard.

He saw Dilo, Dilo embraced him warmly, "Oh my God, sir succeeded! You are back!"

"What did sir do?"

"He went to Tianwai and said he would bring you back. You are back, how about others?"

"I do not know."

Dilo's face paled at once, "Why did you come back?"

"When I woke up, I was sitting in a car..."

"Yes, you must be very scared, it's okay, I will arrange a room for you to rest, wait, wait a minute, forgot to tell you, I found your mother, take her over, your mother is mine ,Do not worry!"

The lady in the big cloak of white bear skin appeared in Jonas' mind, and her aquamarine eyes shimmered in the lake of the heart. "Is it Ms. Serana?"

"No, it's not the wife, but your biological mother."

Jonas was at a loss, and some broken memories emerged from the depths of his mind.

"mother……"

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