"Even if you saved me, you can't just pat my butt."
"We Nord girls cannot be casually flirted with."
...The rest of the journey was like a reenactment of the game's plot.
Guilliman discovered that Freya was a very frugal girl who knew how to manage a household.
The warehouses they passed, the enemies they defeated, even the food hanging on the walls and by the campfires, the Dragonborn girl didn't miss a thing.
Almost every last copper coin on the enemies was scavenged by Freya.
Unbeknownst to him, a huge burlap sack, picked up from who knows where, had appeared behind her, clanking as she walked, holding at least twenty to thirty kilograms of items.
When Guilliman's gaze fell on her, the Dragonborn girl's face flushed slightly, but she said righteously:
"When I was returning home, I was carrying a large bag of gold coins."
"Those hateful Imperial soldiers not only took my equipment but also my money pouch."
"These are just my compensation."
Guilliman smiled at her words. This thrifty and home-managing personality was quite compatible with him, very much like a player's demeanor.
He reached out and said:
"Give me the bag. I have a magic that can store items."
"But we have to agree, I can only store valuable things for you. Don't take all the worthless stuff."
Freya's face lit up with a surprised smile. She handed the cloth bag behind her to the Witcher without hesitation, saying with a laugh:
"What a useful ability! It seems I'll have to try learning magic in the future too."
"Before, whenever I went exploring ancient tombs, I always had to make dozens of trips back and forth to carry out the loot."
"It would be great if I could use this kind of magic too."
With the Witcher as her logistics support, the Dragonborn girl completely transformed into a 'hamster player'.
Not only did she strip everything from the enemies she defeated, but she also didn't even spare the potatoes and cabbages in the chests. She truly wanted to take everything that had even a little value.
Guilliman found it amusing but didn't stop her; this was actually one of his pleasures. They walked and stopped along the way, and by the time they found the exit and looked outside, it was already dusk.
He looked back at the somewhat tired Dragonborn girl, smiling, and said:
"See, Freya."
"You wasted so much time; we might not make it to the next town before dark."
Freya was a little embarrassed, but if she saw valuable things and didn't take them, the Dragonborn girl would feel it was a great pity.
Her previous scavenging had already earned her several sets of Imperial equipment, and her money pouch was considerably filled.
Although it still didn't make up for her previous losses, Freya greatly enjoyed the thrill of acquiring loot.
She put her hands on her hips and said with a smile:
"It's fine, Guilliman. We Nords often camp outdoors, so it doesn't matter if we don't reach the next town tonight."
What a cheerful personality.
Beautiful appearances are a dime a dozen; interesting souls are one in a million.
Such a cheerful Nord girl would surely be a lot of fun during 'pounding'.
Guilliman shrugged indifferently, then, relying on his memory and sensitivity to light, began to walk towards the location of Riverwood, where the Chicken God resided.
Unfortunately, the map in the game and the map in reality were completely different.
From Helgen to Riverwood, it might only take a few minutes in the game.
But in the real world, that journey would take at least several hours.
They followed the mountain path, walking from the mountaintop down to the foothills, until it was completely dark, and they still hadn't descended the mountain.
Skyrim's temperature was already low, and with it still being early spring, the mountain temperature was probably already below freezing.
Looking at the snowy surroundings, Guilliman looked back at Freya, who was wearing metal armor, shivering slightly but still trying to be strong, and said:
"Let's find a sheltered spot and make do for the night."
"We can continue our journey after dawn tomorrow."
"Otherwise, traveling at night is still too dangerous."
Freya nodded.
She was actually exhausted. From being ambushed yesterday, a full day of fighting today, scavenging everywhere, the fear before the execution, and then traveling through the night.
Although Nords were naturally strong, they couldn't compare to a monster like Guilliman.
They found a sheltered rock, built a bonfire, and cooked some roasted meat, bread, and beer.
After eating and drinking their fill, Guilliman was still energetic and showed no signs of fatigue.
But the Dragonborn girl, Freya, was utterly exhausted, her eyes half-closed, hugging her shoulders and shivering, looking like she could fall asleep at any moment.
She had already taken off her armor, leaving only a prisoner's linen shirt and trousers. The Nord woman's full figure made her chest swell, almost bursting through her clothes.
Unfortunately, such meager clothing could not ward off the cold. If it weren't for the Nords' natural resistance to cold, she would probably have frozen stiff by now.
Guilliman took out a luxurious blanket from his storage space and spread it beside him.
He beckoned to the Dragonborn girl, saying in a gentle tone:
"Come sleep next to me, Freya."
"At a time like this, only by huddling together will it not be so cold."
"I'll keep watch tonight, and I'll hold you."
The Dragonborn girl hesitated at first, but she looked up at the Witcher's handsome and gentle smile, remembering everything that had happened throughout the day.
After a few seconds of pondering, she obediently sat down next to the Witcher, snuggling close to him, resting her head on his shoulder, and they slept together.
As a Witcher, whose physique was seven times that of an ordinary person, even in such cold weather, his body was like a warm stove, continuously radiating heat.
Feeling this heartwarming temperature, Freya no longer held back. Her full body leaned against the Witcher's chest, and she soon fell asleep.
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