Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system - Chapter 369

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Cray returns to Winterfell.

Taking his army with him.

The bustling capital of the North once again turned into a huge military camp.

Because the war is not over.

Therefore, this army will not be disbanded.

Instead, they will be stationed directly in a winter resort town outside the city.

After finishing the rest as soon as possible, you can wait for the latest order from King Clay Manderly.

Brynden Rivers, who stood in Bran Stark’s face, also returned with Clay.

But he didn’t have any depressed expression.

After all, he had recovered the Last Hearth City and achieved great results, so he was naturally in a good mood.

Brynden Rivers had made up his mind.

After returning to Winterfell, he must use all his means to publicize his victory.

If he possesses a physically disabled Stark who is destined to be unable to rule, then of course the last greenseer must extinguish the twists and turns in his heart.

But now, He is a normal “person”, and the growth of this body has not stopped.

Clay Manderly cannot be permanently stationed in the North.

So, why not take the opportunity to indulge in the Duke of the North’s addiction?

Brynden Rivers also wanted to experience the majesty of the Stark family.

Looking at the walls of Winterfell in front of him, Brynden Rivers was thinking in his mind.

Suddenly, the magic power in the body began to stir.

Hot and violent magic rushed towards his face.

He knows what it is.

Clay Mandler’s dragon is here.

Many of the war horses in the army stood up in shock.

However, in Winterfell, the big guys in the sky were no longer surprised.

At most, it was a local dog squatting at the city gate, barking twice at the sky.

Anyway, everyone is used to being with the dragon every day.

From the fear at the beginning, to the pride now.

The mentality of the soldiers and civilians in Winterfell actually changed very quickly.

Brynden Rivers glanced at the giant blue-gold shadow flying out of the clouds with some fear.

When he was the Duke of Blood Crow, dragons fascinated him.

However, now that he has become a magical creature, when he sees a living dragon, the magic power in his body keeps giving him crazy warnings.

Danger!

Brynden Rivers’ eyes were fixed on Galesos’ figure.

However, Clay Mandler, who was in front of him, suddenly stopped his horse.

At this time, the guards following Clay looked at each other and knew what was going to happen next.

So, they also stopped their horses.

Brynden Rivers didn’t know what was going on.

The war horse followed its inertia and took a few steps forward.

By the time He reacted, he was already in a fairly forward position.

Then, he saw the clearing covered with large amounts of snow.

Shadows have blocked out the sunlight.

Waves of dragon roars shook the eardrums.

Galesos had landed happily in the clearing in front of Clay and Brynden Rivers.

During this time, it circled around Winterfell.

I don’t want to do anything but eat.

The north is too cold and it itself is lazy.

Now, his owner Clay is back, and he couldn’t be happier.

After sensing it early, he flapped his wings and rushed over.

As a result, after falling on the snowfield in front of Clay, Galesos’s eyes were attracted by a short guy next to Clay.

This human, who looks to be in his teens, always gives it an extremely uncomfortable feeling.

Although this guy stood by his master’s side, Galesos was still a little worried.

So, it opened its mouth and tried to make a demonstrative sound to Brynden Rivers, who also looked nervous.

To it, it felt like a slightly harsher reminder.

To Brynden Rivers, this was a roar exuding endless malice.

His steps subconsciously moved two steps back.

But he found himself sitting on a horse.

The next moment, he felt that his body was falling to one side.

Because the horse he stepped off had been frightened and fainted by the dragon’s roar, its mouth full of sharp teeth, and its breath.

He fell to the ground and twitched continuously.

As its owner, Brynden Rivers was also unlucky and plunged his head into the thick snow.

It took a long time before he was fished out by the guards who jumped off their horses from behind.

When Brynden Rivers cleared the snow from his hair in embarrassment, he saw everything in front of him clearly again, and then he realized that this guy Clay Mandler didn’t pay attention to him at all.

At this moment, he had dismounted and walked towards the blue-gold magic creation.

The dragon that just now exuded endless majesty and seemed ready to choose anyone to devour is now as well-behaved as a large cat.

The body was lying on the ground, its slender neck was bent, its ferocious head was lowered, and its two claws were stretched forward, leaving a ladder for Clay who came to its side to climb up.

Under the gaze of Brynden Rivers, Clay Manderly quickly came to the back of the dragon.

The familiar feeling of stroking the scales.

Clay once again reminded himself that this time when things were over, he must find a way to get a dragon saddle.

“Fly.”

Clay leaned forward and pressed his body against Galesos’ warm back.

Say it softly.

Galesos received the long-awaited order and roared happily, then took two steps and fluttered its wings, bringing up the flying snowflakes, and at the same time, its body left the ground.

Looking at the beautiful creation in the sky, which looked like a painting, Brynden Rivers felt a sense of envy for no reason.

After all, as a Targaryen, he has never had a dragon.

And now, he can understand why the Targaryen royal family is called the group of people closest to gods.

Anyone who sees this scene will feel this way.

There are other people on the walls of Winterfell who also have the same idea.

Thoros, who came from Myr, stroked his beard on his chin and couldn’t help but sigh.

In his opinion, things like dragons should inherently belong to R’hllor.

The magical creation of fire, the myth that conquers the sky.

This is R’hllor’s most ideal family in the world.

“Look, Ciri, the person on the dragon’s back is the person we want to see.”

“Clay Manderly calls himself the King of the Whole Realm. No matter what ideas you have, with her support, they can probably be formed.”

Soros scratched his head and sighed:

“To be honest, this king has been too distracted by the North. If everything had been peaceful here, he would have gone south long ago and completely put an end to the chaos in Westeros.”

Shirley nodded indifferently.

For her, thinking about this issue from Soros’s perspective still requires too much prerequisite knowledge.

Now, she still can’t understand the meaning of Soros’ words.

However, now that the Clay Manderly she is looking for has returned to the castle called Winterfell.

Well, that’s a good thing.

Ciri thought.

Beside them, the bulky and round-waisted guards cast their gaze on Xili’s tall and lanky body from time to time.

Although the aesthetics of northerners tend to be plump, this girl has silver-gray hair and a pretty good face.

Then it will look different.

Unfortunately, all of this was ruined by the long sword behind the girl.

It was a long sword filled with a sense of time. Obviously, it was often used by this girl.

A woman who can use a sword is not an easy character to deal with.

The guards were just enjoying their time and didn’t have much plan.

Winterfell is currently shrouded in the majesty of Clay Manderly.

None of them wanted to become victims of His Majesty’s efforts to improve discipline.

“Let’s go, Xili. We have to continue our activities in the city, otherwise, we won’t be able to see the people you want to see.”

Soros withdrew his gaze and took the lead to walk down the city wall.

Xili shrugged slightly, took one last look at the Yilong who disappeared above the clouds, and left here.

“Hopefully this will turn out well.”

she said to herself.

…

Clay, who was forcibly taken for a ride by Galesos, finally returned to the ground.

Although Galesos was making a fuss, he still knew that his master had other things to do.

It is very sensible.

So Clay returned to his study in Winterfell.

He does not need to arrange the specific matters of the army’s garrison.

If he still needs to handle these matters personally, it only shows the incompetence of his people.

In the study, Brynden Rivers and a large backlog of letters were already waiting for him.

“Damn it, can’t you make the fireplace warmer?”

Clay walked into the room and as soon as he took off his thick cloak, he felt a chill coming to his face. He couldn’t help but shiver. He glanced at Brynden Rivers who was leaning against the fireplace and couldn’t help but complain.

“Don’t tell me this. I am a green seer and have become accustomed to the company of ice and snow. Just like the agents of R’hllor, we are not afraid of the cold.”

Brynden Rivers seemed to be in a good mood.

Because he finally found a direction that could prove that the green prophet’s power was indeed stronger than the agent of the alien god in front of him.

Clay didn’t want to waste time with Him on this kind of thing, so he took out two logs and threw them into the fireplace.

“Okay, now tell me, are there any interesting things in the south?”

He had previously asked Brynden Rivers to sort out what had happened recently in Westeros and how the situation had changed.

He sounded like he was giving orders to his secretary.

But Brynden Rivers had no problem with that.

If Clay Manderly didn’t tell him anything and excluded him completely, then Brynden Rivers would be nervous.

Since there is no need for Him at all, it is possible to kill Him at any time.

Those servants of the Cold God were also defeated by Clay Mandler.

While Brynden Rivers was happy, he also realized that as a result, his value had also been reduced accordingly.

Therefore, He rarely refuses things that Clay Mandler entrusts to Him.

“Oh, since you haven’t been in Winterfell during this period, the situation in the south has changed drastically.”

“First of all, Stannis is dead.”

Brynden Rivers said.

He also doesn’t have a good impression of the Baratheon family. After all, the traitor came to power.

Clay raised his eyebrows:

“Stannis is dead? Who did it?”

“It’s said to be Renly, but I don’t think it’s the case. It should be Aegon Targaryen who bribed Arstan Selmy, Earl of Harvest Hall, to do it. By the way, the royal fleet is also finished.”

Brynden Rivers handed a stack of paper to Clay and continued:

“Now the entire east of Westeros has formed a naval force, which is your White Harbor fleet and the fleet brought by Little Aegon from Essos.”

Clay turned his attention to the pile of letters.

There were a lot of them, because there was only so much letter a raven could carry.

Therefore, to explain one thing clearly, it takes quite a lot of letters.

“anything else?”

“Oh, Tywin Lannister and Tyrell seem to be interested in an alliance. Oberyn Martell under your command has penetrated deep into the heart of the storm. However, due to the death of Stannis, it has temporarily stopped. The pace of attack.”

Clay nodded, the news was not too surprising to him.

Lannister and Tyrell will definitely not sit still and wait for death, and it is inevitable to find ways to save themselves.

It is not surprising to make such a choice.

“Who is in control of King’s Landing, or rather King’s Landing, now?”

Clay asked.

Brynden Rivers shook his head:

“The king’s territory is now fighting on its own, and each noble only takes care of their own territory.”

“King’s Landing is basically finished. Of course, I mean most of it.”

“That place is now nothing but ruins. It’s still ruins.”

He glanced at Clay and asked in a low voice:

“What, do you have an idea?”

Clay didn’t hide anything and said directly:

“Although the current King’s Landing has lost its value as a capital, it still has some strategic significance. Moreover, the King’s Landing is now an unclaimed land. Taking advantage of the civil strife in the south, it is time to send troops to eat it.”

Brynden Rivers thought for a moment and nodded:

“Anyway, the population of King’s Landing is very likely to be reduced now. If you occupy it, there won’t be much pressure.”

Clay glanced sideways at the guy who started to point out the situation and said nothing.

After thinking for a while, he changed the topic:

“I’m going to leave the North for a while. I can’t be absent from the South for too long.”

Brynden Rivers was startled.

What should I do if you leave?

“Don’t argue with me, I’m just telling you.”

“I will not take away the army. The new recruits from the south have arrived. I have no shortage of people there.”

“I give you the military power, but you remember to do what you should do.”

Brynden Rivers knew this was a threat.

But He couldn’t refute it.

…

Early the next morning, Clay drove Galesos and flew towards the south.

And this scene happened to be seen by Xili who got up early to practice swordsmanship.

Suddenly he frowned.

Why are you leaving now?

She rushed into Soros’s room and shook the guy who was drunk last night awake.

Tell this representative of the Lord of Light what you just saw.

Then ask him what to do.

Soros shook his head, and after he was completely awake, he listened to Shirley’s words again.

“He is the king. If he wants to leave, who can stop him?”

Soros smiled bitterly.

“Come on, Xili, let’s go to the south. It seems that our king is going to put his focus where he should pay attention.”

Shirley was helpless.

The suppression of her magic power here is too strong, and she cannot use the teleportation power of the ancient blood arbitrarily.

Otherwise, there is no need to work as hard as now.

But in order to meet Clay Mandler as soon as possible, she could only pack her bags hastily with Soros.

When the sky above Winterfell was completely enveloped by the rising sun, we stepped out of the east gate of the northern capital.

Going against the flow of people heading to the winter town, heading south.