The scene inside the cave was like a slaughterhouse.
The Great Summoner was very powerful. Perhaps because of this, he was somewhat reckless, not fearing the encirclement of mercenaries and armies, but instead treating them as ingredients delivered to his doorstep.
The entire cave was filled with human remains, the smell of blood and decay was nauseating, and some corpses were even hung up like cured meat.
This made Guilliman, who was also human, feel disgusted and angry.
It seems that if he encounters vampires in the future, he can't let them die too easily; he must torment them severely.
While thinking this, his movements did not slow down.
At this moment, his storage space was quite empty. Many unnecessary items had been left in the treasure vault of the Witcher world. Now was the perfect time to activate his traditional skill.
Nothing valuable in the cave was spared. Except for human remains and some garbage, almost all items were taken by him.
The overall harvest was not bad.
The rule in reality is that the more powerful a person is, the more treasures and wealth they generally possess.
Unfortunately, these few vampires probably hadn't lived in human society for a long time, as no currency like gold coins was found among their belongings.
However, perhaps to please the female vampire, quite a few precious jewelry items were found.
In addition, Guilliman also found several magical items, making his harvest quite rich.
For example, a ring that could increase magic recovery speed, and three summon scrolls that could summon demon warriors.
What Guilliman liked most was a magic staff that could revive corpses into zombies by simply injecting magic power.
This should be a staff enchanted with the 'Raise Dead' spell.
Unfortunately, Guilliman tested it, and it couldn't revive creatures like mammoths and giants. It could probably only revive ordinary people or slightly stronger corpses, and perhaps even common Witchers.
However, the zombies' lifespan was only about half an hour; after that, they would turn into a pile of ashes, which seemed quite magical.
It could be used as a toy.
The only good thing was that this resurrection staff didn't have a quantity limit like in the game; even reviving dozens of zombies was not a problem.
However, the staff used enchanted energy, and after reviving at most a few dozen people, it would need to be recharged with a soul gem.
Guilliman did not linger outside. He used his long-distance teleportation ability to return to Whiterun, just in time for the Jarl's dinner party.
As the Baron of Whiterun, having solved the vampire problem in moments, Jarl Balgruuf enthusiastically invited him to stay and dine.
The Witcher did not decline. The Jarl's chef was quite good. He and the others present had a few drinks of strong liquor, telling some half-true, half-false stories that made everyone laugh heartily.
That night, he stayed at the Jarl's residence instead of returning to Breezehome, as a rabbit doesn't eat the grass near its burrow.
After showering, Guilliman found himself unable to sleep.
Witchers always have abundant energy and don't need to sleep a third of the day like humans.
And with his physique, even going a month without sleep would probably be fine.
While wandering around Dragonsreach, Guilliman came to the kitchen, thinking of getting a glass of juice.
Suddenly, a woman's voice reached his ears.
"Do you desire power, warrior?"
The Witcher turned his head and found no one else around. The voice had entered his ear directly.
Interesting. Power?
I'd rather have sex, that's more like it.
However, at this moment, for a supernatural force to transmit a voice into his ear, this seemed a bit familiar.
But before he could figure out who the other party was, the voice introduced itself, saying:
"I am Mephala, the Whispering Lady."
"A part of my power is now sealed behind the door to the right, beneath the stairs."
"I weave mortals in a web, with love and hate, loyalty and betrayal."
"If you wish to gain power, you must first open that door."
Mephala! The Whispering Lady?
Isn't this the Daedric quest for the Spider Daedra, Mephala?
Just as he was thinking this, the voice in his mind seemed to hear his thoughts and said with some surprise:
"You've heard my name, and you even know that the Ebony Blade is my Daedric artifact?"
"How interesting. You truly are a special one."
Guilliman was startled, not expecting Mephala to have the ability to read his thoughts.
The other party, known as the Weaver, the Daedra of Lies, the Daedra of Conspiracy and Betrayal, indeed might possess such an ability.
Damn it, it seems a mind-blocking spell is urgently needed. Otherwise, if many secrets are heard by this Mephala, it won't be fun.
Guilliman quickly entered a semi-meditative state, attempting to resist Mephala's mind-reading with this focused method.
At the same time, he instantly flashed out of Whiterun, arriving in the outskirts several kilometers away, trying to escape this troublesome individual through distance.
However, as soon as his feet touched the ground, Mephala's playful voice still reached his ears.
"Interesting. So you are the Baron of Whiterun."
"Why are you running? Is there something you don't want me to know?"
Guilliman was silent upon hearing this, not expecting to have suddenly been targeted by this Daedra of Conspiracy and Betrayal.
He had run so far, yet still hadn't escaped her influence.
So, he could only continue to rein in his thoughts, not allowing himself to think wildly, while asking in a deep voice:
"What do you want, Mephala?"
"I should have no conflict with you, so why are you clinging to me?"
Hearing his question, Mephala laughed again, saying in a tone as if playing with prey:
"Since you know I am the Daedra of Conspiracy and Betrayal, the Daedra of Lies."
"Why do you ask such foolish questions?"
"I think, why don't you find a way to unseal that door and take my Daedric artifact?"
"That sword will bring you great power."
"I can feel your ambition and your desire for power."
"As long as you do as I say, achieving these things will not be difficult at all."
Hearing Mephala's temptation, Guilliman couldn't help but curse:
"What a load of crap, the Ebony Blade. It's just a broken sword. It even requires killing your intimate loved ones to unlock its full potential. Does it even deserve to be called great power?"
It's unclear if Mephala was provoked by his insults, or if her power was exhausted, knowing she couldn't tempt him anymore.
In any case, after he finished cursing, Mephala's voice no longer sounded.
It's unknown if she was hiding or if she had truly left.
Guilliman felt depressed. What a damn Daedra of Conspiracy and Lies.
As far as he remembered from the game, the Ebony Blade was a very mediocre weapon. Although its built-in vampiric effect was quite good and its attack speed was fast, its attack power was too weak.
Perhaps it could serve as a transitional ordinary weapon in the early stages, but in the later stages, it couldn't even scratch those high-health monsters.
Of course, translated into the real world, the Ebony Blade might be stronger than imagined. After all, as a Daedric artifact, its material and durability must be far superior to ordinary weapons.
If, in addition, it could absorb the enemy's power after he killed them, then perhaps it could indeed be called a weapon that grows stronger with each kill, bringing power to its owner.
However, the annoying part was that to unlock this weapon, one had to kill a close person.
Although Guilliman was not a one-woman man and had many girlfriends, how could he possibly harm the beautiful women he liked just for a mere weapon?
It seems he needs to make a trip to Winterhold soon.
Winterhold is the magical center of Skyrim, and there should be many knowledgeable people there.
Moreover, he remembered that not far from Winterhold, on a certain mountaintop, there was an altar to a goddess who guards dawn and dusk. She is one of the more benevolent goddesses in the world of The Elder Scrolls.
At that time, he planned to pray to this goddess about this matter, to see if he could receive her help.
After all, being targeted by a mind-reading Daedra of Conspiracy and Lies was truly annoying.
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