"This is Santi town, where I have an old flame. I don't know if Verode is still making honey wine with juniper."
When a fortress like a castle appeared in front of the carriage, Laroof's face instantly showed a touch of nostalgia.
"It's really fascinating to think about it. When I was a child, I always felt that the walls and towers of the empire were so secure."
"Shut up, you treacherous rebels!"
Upon hearing Laroof's voice from the carriage behind, the carriage driver in imperial armor at the front immediately rebuked with repulsion.
At this moment, George did not focus his attention on the carriage inside but instead, using his superhuman hearing, gathered intelligence about the entire detachment.
Although he had temporarily sealed all the energy within his body to prevent being discovered by the Creator, not even a trace of spiritual energy was leaked.
However, his physical body remained terrifyingly strong, and his five senses were even super sensitive.
If he so desired, his eyes could see the finest hair on the ground a thousand miles away, his ears could hear all sounds within a radius of a thousand miles, and his sense of smell was tens of thousands stronger than that of a dog.
However, in normal circumstances, he would not allow himself to be so unrestrained by his five senses. Otherwise, it wouldn't be that comfortable.
For instance, completely letting go of the olfactory would make the smell of a pile of dung a thousand miles away feel like it's right in front of your nose, which would be so gross.
Therefore, in everyday life, the body's instinct naturally limits itself to normal sensory levels, and they automatically activate when needed. To what extent they are used is entirely at one's discretion.
Like now, by amplifying his hearing to within the range of the convoy, he could hear clearly.
"General Tulius, the executioner has taken position in town!"
As the convoy approached the military fortress of Santi Town, an imperial soldier who had been waiting in front of the fortress called out loudly to General Tulius, who was riding at the forefront.
General Tulius nodded in satisfaction.
"That's good. Let's quickly get down to business. Once we go in, we'll execute the sentence immediately."
Just as his words fell, a tall elf dressed in a Solmur robe and two wood elves clad in ornate elven armor rode up on horses.
"General Tulius, stop! I am claiming these prisoners under the authority of the Solmur!"
The high-elf leader commanded with an air of arrogance.
General Tulius, however, looked upon him with disgust and replied without yielding:
"Ellenwen Ambassador, you shouldn't want to miss a perfect execution."
Handing Overuvrik to Solmur? What a joke!
If Solmur were to obtain Overuvrik, the leader of the Stormcloak, they wouldn't know how many conspiracies and cunning plans they would hatch to undermine the Empire.
While the Empire may have signed the humiliating《Platinum Pact》, that doesn't mean it truly surrendered to these High Elves.
It's just a tactical delay.
Once the Empire recovers its strength, it will undoubtedly drive these invaders back to their homeland and may even send a large army to conquer the ancestral realm of Shenzhou.
That's just that idiot Ufurrik, who doesn't care about the big picture and is now causing a rebellion, weakening the Empire's military power for no reason.
Seizing this opportunity to strike down Ufurrik, quell the rebellion, and prevent any further trouble, is what he, as a general of the Empire, should be doing most urgently.
"According to the 'Platinum Pact' signed by your emperor, you are required to submit to the supervision of Solmur. I am now ordering you once again to hand over these prisoners for my disposal."
Ambassador Ellenwen of Solmur saw that General Tulius was unwilling to hand over Overuvrik, so she immediately brought up the《Platinum Pact》, attempting to use it as leverage to force Tulius to give in.
However, General Tulius dared to defy orders and carry out the execution before reporting, so why would he compromise now?
"You should know, my guest, Ufurrik Stormcloak, was once a candidate for the throne of Skyrim and a traitor to the Empire."
"As a general of the Empire, I have the absolute right to handle him!"
Drawing the top-tier enchanted longsword from his waist, General Tulius spoke with an air of strength and determination:
"If you insist on taking him away, then it can only be settled with force."
"You've made a wrong decision. I will demand an explanation from your Queen when I return!"
Seeing this, Ellenwen's face turned an even greener shade, though her face was already green.
With only her and the two elf guards as opponents against General Tulius and his most elite soldiers, it would be a hopeless battle. Ellenwen could only let out a fierce threat before turning around and leaving Santi Town.
"This part is a surprise twist, something I didn't really notice when playing the game."
Hearing General Tulius's conversation with Ambassador Ellenwen of Solmur ahead, George muttered to himself silently.
The real world is the real world, the game is the game, and there will be many similarities, but significant differences in details.
In games, many things are designed to provide a better gaming experience for players, which may not fully conform to reality.
The game from a previous life can only be used as a reference; the specifics still need to be compared by oneself.
The convoy of soldiers entered the small town, attracting the attention of the local residents before finally arriving at the central square, which was also the place for executions.
"Everyone who is called out, come stand by the guillotine!"
After the carriage stopped, George and Laroof were forced out, and a female officer in heavy imperial armor, with a cold expression, approached them.
"The Empire loves making those damn lists, huh, full of bureaucracy."
Laroof snorted coldly and then looked at George with a hint of surprise:
"I didn't expect you, this little thief of a horse, to have such a boldness."
With death just moments away, he noticed that George's face showed no trace of fear.
As a seasoned soldier of the battlefield, he was accustomed to death and had prepared himself mentally, yet there was still a fear within him. The innocent civilian who had been mistakenly captured was astonishingly calm in front of him.
"Man has died since ancient times. Whether early or late, everyone must die. There's nothing to be afraid of."
George shrugged and replied.
He was not afraid at all, because he wouldn't die.
Hearing George's words, not only did Laroof show a look of admiration on his face, but even Ufurrik, who had his mouth covered, looked at him with a different gaze.
That dragonborn, who was in a state of confusion, was also like that.
"I didn't expect you to have such courage. If it wasn't for me returning to Tarosso soon, I really would have liked to recruit you into our ranks."
"The Stormcloak needs people like you who are brave, even if you are a Blight."
"And you, too."
George smiled and nodded. In his mind, he thought, if this were in the game, he might have already received a side quest to join the Stormcloaks.
To be honest, neither the Empire nor the Stormcloaks are just. They both have their own problems.
The Empire is corrupt, engages in graft and arbitrary executions, and has many problems. The Stormcloaks have racial discrimination and chaotic order, which isn't much better either.
The war between the Empire and the Stormcloaks ultimately suffered from the common people.
So George didn't have much affection for either side when playing the game.
The only ruler he felt was somewhat decent was the uncle of Snowfield's lord, with the exception of his several mischievous children.
