Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system - Chapter 343

c336 above the great wall

The recovery of the valley went more smoothly than Clay expected.

In other words, this group of valley nobles who have been frightened are more clear-headed and more aware of current affairs.

Except for the Royce family in Runestone City, which is still holding on, all the remaining nobles have expressed their support for the new king’s rule.

They are all on their way to the Twins City.

Taking their armies with them.

This was specifically requested by Clay.

After all, the valley still retains some military forces that are not so handy, which is not always a reassuring thing.

It’s better to mobilize them out and take them into your own hands.

In this way, with the army in hand, even if some conspiracy grows secretly, the basic base of the entire valley is still there, and there will be no chaos.

Clay didn’t wait for them, though.

He left Daenerys in the Twins to deal with the nobles who came to surrender.

And he himself had already set off ahead of schedule, riding Galesos to Winterfell.

Bran Stark’s letters asking for help came one after another.

Others don’t know, but Clay knows it very well.

Under that childish appearance, there is an old and cunning soul.

To make Him anxious like this, things must be very difficult to handle.

Moreover, the latest news is that Count Galbert Glover’s army was defeated and retreated to the Dreadfort.

This increased Clay’s combat effectiveness against the enemy by several levels.

Able to defeat five thousand northern troops in a field battle.

If there is no advantage in numbers, then it is almost difficult for an army in this world to do so without relying on surprise attacks.

Before you go on this trip, you must first understand the situation clearly and then make plans.

The dragon took off from Twin River City and headed north.

The further north you go, the faster the temperature drops.

With such temperatures, agricultural production is absolutely out of the question.

Food issues also require careful consideration.

After crossing the Neck, Clay no longer felt the uncomfortable magic power of the old gods.

His body can convert this magic, but there is an upper limit.

One person can drink one glass of water, two glasses of water, that’s no problem.

But if you let him drink a tankful of it, he is basically not far from water poisoning.

It took most of a day for Galesos to send Clay to the sky above Winterfell.

As soon as he landed, Clay felt that the city was now filled with a vague atmosphere of tension.

Obviously, it is definitely not as peaceful as it seems now.

Putting on the tall war horses prepared by the king given to them by the guards, Clay rode into the ancient castle.

After entering the Stark family’s inner castle, many people were waiting for Clay’s arrival on the school grounds.

Because this is Clay Manderly’s first visit to Winterfell as king.

Therefore, proper etiquette is a must.

Otherwise, it will be easy for some people to overthink it.

Clay saw many familiar faces.

In the middle, there is Bran Stark with an expressionless face, Catelyn Tully with a complex expression, and Sansa Stark with a confused look on her face, trying to pretend to be a lady.

There were also people he had met at Winterfell.

It can be said that this is the core of the entire Winterfell.

As soon as Clay’s boots hit the ground, he rode up to them.

Bran Stark, leading a large number of people from Winterfell, knelt down on one knee towards Clay.

“His Majesty.”

They made greetings.

Just like two or three years ago, Robert Baratheon visited Winterfell.

“Get up, Bran Stark.”

Clay said lightly.

These scene things are necessary but time-consuming.

There is no choice but to endure it.

He knew that the Three-Eyed Crow must have something to say to him.

But no one else can hear those words except myself.

Bran Stark stood up, saluted Clay again, and said:

“Your Majesty, Winterfell is yours.”

Catelyn Tully felt very uncomfortable when she heard this.

Because her husband, Ned Stark, said the same thing to Robert Baratheon.

But it’s a pity that both of them have now become skeletons.

The once harmonious Bucks Dynasty and Direwolf vassals are no longer what they used to be.

Nodding, Clay walked directly through the crowd.

He is very familiar with this castle and naturally does not need anyone’s guidance.

Catelyn Tully originally wanted to follow in, but after thinking about it, she stopped.

Now Bran Stark has become so strange that she almost doesn’t recognize him.

There were some things that she could no longer speak about.

After all, the current Tully family can no longer provide her with any help.

They, their own brothers, are all lambs to be slaughtered.

It just depends on the mood of Clay Mandler and Daenerys when they go under the knife.

After the long and boring banquet, Clay Mandler followed Bran Stark to a secluded room.

This is Bran Stark’s own study.

Now, no one is allowed to enter this room, or the entire Winterfell, except Bran Stark.

“Bang” sound.

The heavy oak door closed.

Clay found a chair and sat down directly.

In front of this guy who is now Brynden Rivers, there is no need for him to put on the airs of a king that others can see.

“Is there any wine?”

Clay asked.

Brynden Rivers sat across from him silently, staring at the burning fireplace between the two of them.

He shook his head:

“No, I don’t need that kind of thing. Those smells… always remind me of the past.”

His light blue eyes turned around, looked at Clay, and whispered:

“It’s not a comfortable feeling, in fact, I feel really bad right now.”

Clay waved his hand boredly:

“Listen, I don’t care how you feel. According to the agreement between you and me, before I conquer the south and secure my throne, I don’t want to participate in these games in the north… between the old gods and the cold gods.”

“But you are involved now.”

The three-eyed crow said calmly.

Clay directly picked up a book lying on his hand and smashed it over.

Brynden Rivers was hit hard by Clay’s sudden attack.

Many books of this era were locked.

That’s right, it’s that extremely abstract big iron chain.

Knowledge was taboo and only nobles could read it.

That’s pretty much what it means.

He gave a low cry.

Brynden Rivers covered his head in confusion, not daring to say anything.

He really didn’t dare to mess with Clay Mandler.

This man is in this small environment, so it shouldn’t be too easy to kill him.

Any kind of attack magic he mastered, sprayed on the Three-Eyed Crow, would immediately cause severe injuries.

“Brynden Rivers, I think you have the strongest memory in the world, right?”

After Clay smashed the Three-Eyed Crow, he was not in a hurry to vent his anger.

I don’t understand what the agent of the gods in front of me means.

But Brynden Rivers still gritted his teeth and nodded:

“Yes, as the last green prophet, I know everything that happened in the past on this land.”

Clay nodded noncommittally, and then asked:

“What about yourself? I mean, when you were Brynden Rivers, Lord Bloodraven.”

The Three-Eyed Raven still didn’t understand what Clay wanted to say.

But he didn’t plan to follow Clay’s lead, but asked directly:

“What exactly do you want to say?”

“What do I want to say? I want to say that you are as stupid as a pig.”

Clay replied with a sneer.

“…”

Without waiting for him to say anything, Clay continued:

“There are only you and me here, so put your little thoughts away. I won’t ask you why the servants of the Cold God were able to land from the east coast without you preparing anything.”

Clay tapped his fingers on the table.

“See how you command?”

“You can defeat Kahuo City and wipe out all of it. You don’t have the strength to even survive. How can you underestimate it?”

“What about you? If you don’t know the enemy’s situation, you send out all the strength of Count Gilbert Glover to seek a decisive battle?”

“What a stupid pig-like command!”

“Or are you deliberately sending these five thousand people away to attract me back to join your war?”

Clay’s tone did not fluctuate much, but the Three-Eyed Crow was speechless.

Clay stood up, surging magic power gathering in his palms.

He came up behind Brynden Rivers’ ear and put his hands on his young-looking shoulders.

Said softly:

“You have to give me an explanation, my dear Duke.”

“Otherwise, your cooperation with me will terminate here.”

“There is no need to threaten me with the Northern Territory. If necessary, I can even give up White Harbor.”

“do you understand?”

…

“What did Winterfell say? No troops were sent?”

Jeor Mormont, who was walking up the stairs with a burning torch, asked Jon Snow, who was chasing behind him and holding up a letter.

Blizzards piled on their hair and shoulders.

Make them look old and shrunken.

“No lord, Winterfell said nothing…”

When Jon Snow saw that the Commander-in-Chief had no intention of turning around to take the letter, he knew that the old man wanted to chat with him to learn the content of the letter.

It had always been like this before, and Jon Snow was used to it.

It was an ordinary night.

For Castle Black under the Great Wall of Despair.

It was pitch black, white snow, freezing weather, and a few bright flames in the night sky.

Monotonous, chilling, but also sharp.

“It seems like your brother doesn’t support us like your father does.”

Jeor Mormont said something.

They were going to board the elevator to the top of the Great Wall.

R’hllor’s envoys, as well as Clay Manderly, had constantly reminded them in the past days that the danger beyond the Great Wall did indeed exist objectively.

Therefore, the Night Watch Legion has been insisting on observing the situation outside the ice wall day and night at the highest point of the ice wall every once in a while, even if so far, nothing has been found.

But there is no result, which is a good thing.

Now in Castle Black, except for the absolute support staff, everyone is required to train.

Even the cold wind from outside the Great Wall left their limbs covered with frostbite.

This is what they have to do.

Jon Snow was speechless after hearing the Commander-in-Chief’s words.

He knew very well that the commander-in-chief was complaining that his brother was not as good as his father.

Although in fact that is the case.

Bran Stark, it seems, does not look like a “British Master” now.

Even after Clay Manderly, the king who came out of the north, the Stark family is now in a semi-empty state.

They are the co-owners of the Northern Territory, but they have little power.

“Bran…Bran he…”

Jon Snow tried to explain, but Jeor Mormont interrupted.

“Don’t tell me this. I am Lord Commander, Jon, and we are the Night’s Watch.”

“We are responsible for this land and this wall. We don’t need to think too much about other things.”

“If Winterfell doesn’t give us aid, it will be really difficult for us, I know that.”

“But the cold wind of winter can freeze our dicks off, and it can’t stop our sword-wielding hands.”

Commander-in-Chief Mormont looked back at Jon Snow, who was a few steps behind him, his head lowered and silent.

I sighed inwardly.

The current weakness of the Night Watch Legion is the most extreme in history.

If Winterfell didn’t support them, the Wall would indeed be in danger.

“Tell me, what did your brother write in his heart?”

Jeor Mormont changed the subject.

“My lord… Bran asked us to protect the Heart Tree near the Great Wall, and at a critical moment, allow us to retreat to Winterfell… This was signed by him and Clay Manderly.”

“Hmm, so this is a letter from the king?”

Jeor Mormont and Jon Snow both entered the elevator.

Commander Mormont took the torch in his hand and knocked it, signaling to the soldiers below that they could be sent up.

Putting the burning torch on the shelf nearby, Jeor Mormont took the letter from Jon Snow, and then read it in the light of the fire.

Due to the limited size of the raven, the letter it carries will not contain too much content.

Therefore, Lord Commander Mormont quickly read the letter.

“What do you think, Jon?”

“I mean, their ‘orders’.”

It’s really because, if you don’t stay within a high wall to defend a city, what’s the point of guarding a heart tree?

As far as he knew, the Stark brothers were indeed devout believers in the old gods, but piety did not mean fanaticism.

It doesn’t make sense to ignore reality for the sake of belief.

“Sir… I don’t know, and I don’t understand either.”

Jon Snow shook his head in distress. He really didn’t know what the order signed by Clay and his brother meant.

Unfortunately, he is already a Night Watchman and has become a strong shield for the kingdom.

Therefore, it is impossible to go to Winterfell and ask Clay and Bran face to face.

“I have to write and ask for more details. You know, I am also a veteran soldier.”

Jeor Mormont smiled.

The tall walls protected them from the strong wind.

Otherwise, if you open your mouth and laugh here, you will inevitably cough constantly due to the stimulation of the cold wind.

“Before this, if I don’t make adjustments, I can’t possibly leave all my boys outside to suffer the cold.”

“Yes, my lord.”

Jon Snow agreed.

This is a military order, an order from the Commander-in-Chief, and he must obey it.

The commander-in-chief told him that he was needed to convey it to others.

This is also his duty as a servant.

The elevator slowly took them to the top of the Great Wall.

They went up.

In the past, when Mance Rayder’s 100,000 troops were stationed outside the Great Wall, every night, there was a light outside the Great Wall.

Although it was dangerous, Jon Snow still missed that scene very much in his heart.

After all, savages are human beings after all.

However, the night outside the Great Wall now is dark, quiet, and there is nothing.

It seems so.

But Jon Snow knew that the danger beyond the wall was far from coming.

After all, dreams don’t lie.