Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

Chapter 137 (Free)

"Meeting again, Snow, the bastard son of the Stark family." Mance Rayder looked at the captured Jon.

"Where is the Kiss of Fire?" Jon asked firmly.

"Where is the King of Bones, where are the freemen's chicks? They were all taken to the north by you. They are not among the freedmen who were saved this time. Now tell me where are they?" Back and forth.

"I don't know or I don't want to say, but thousands of people are missing in the advance team of the free folk. I have asked them, and they are all missing in batches. They all died in your hands. Snow, you will They took them to the siege laid out by the northern soldiers, and then wiped them all out."

"No, that was your choice. It was a mistake to step into this land rashly. We have made concessions. Your choice has dragged your group into the abyss. You gave up your hard work to survive and chose to pay Blood wins survival."

"If the price of survival is the ridicule of the nobles and the whips to enforce the so-called order, we would rather choose blood." Mance Rayder said firmly with wide-eyed eyes.

Seeing that words were useless, Jon could only look around at the faces of the other leaders, trying to see some strange attitudes. The wildlings just dropped thousands of lives, and they didn't have the slightest sympathy for Jon who was dressed in black. .

Jon didn't know what kind of fate was waiting for him, just like what kind of fate was waiting for the wildlings.

Under a pair of empty, curious, and slightly angry eyes, Jon was locked up by the wildlings, and he could only silently pray for the safety of his lover in his heart.

Little flames swayed, and the savages lived in the mountain valleys on the south side of the mountains, blocking the northern monsoon with the mountains.

The sky was like a dark cloud pulling across the darkness, and quickly across the starry sky.

"Shh!"

"quick!"

"Hurry up, put out the fire, and move slowly!" A savage hurriedly picked up an unlit stick to spread the fire, and then hurriedly picked up the dirty snow mixed with sand and gravel covered in red burning wood.

"Quickly move!"

"The flames are as clear to the dragon's eyes in the sky as the stars are to our eyes."

"Ahhh~"

"How long are we going to lie here, I can't stand the cold anymore." A savage sprang up from the ground, breathing heavily into his frozen palms.

A savage staring intently at the sky turned his head and said, "At least you're still alive to complain here. If you didn't notice just now, you've already been buried in a sea of ​​flames in your sleep."

"It will be better when we move closer to the south. The peddler on Donghaiwang told me that on Qingting Island in the south, you can even drink wine with your upper body naked for a day." The savage imagined.

The young savage caressed his flushed cheeks with warmed hands, "Is what he said true?"

"I don't know either. It was the captains of those merchant ships who told him that going to the south would never be wrong. At least now there is no cold snap and no white ghosts. Maybe there will be no dragons if we go south."

"Dude, we haven't seen each other for a while." Halfhand Colin hugged Ban Yang and said.

"Is Castle Black all right? I'm still late."

"Thanks to Lord Green's care, Castle Black only lost dozens of fellows." Instructor Alliser said kindly, dipping the cheese in his palm into the brown sauce on the plate, and then squeezed it into a ball and stuffed it into his mouth , "But compared to what I said, the lives of those young lads are nothing." Knowing that Green was not in Castle Black, Alliser mocked wantonly.

"Tell me what good news my chief ranger has brought, other than the army," Mormont said loudly over Alliser's complaints.

"I'm sorry, Commander, even the thousands of savages who were captured on the way here were rescued, but Green told me that the night watchmen only need to guard the Great Wall, and he will send more troops to deal with the savages." Ban Yang said with a guilty expression. .

The commander stood up and looked at the misty sky of Castle Black. Castle Black had a lot of supplies. The savages couldn't fight a protracted battle without food support. As long as the savages didn't make weapons or let mammoths and giants participate in the battle, it would be easy to defend Castle Black.

"If you walk from the new land to Winterfell in one month, the wildlings will spread to most of the northern border. The bachelor has written a letter to the lords of the northern border. The war between Stark and Lannister is still going on. Keep going, I hope the northern border can survive this severe winter."

"Ban Yang assisted Lord Green to take away the friendly wildling tribe and the giants near Castle Black. Wherever they go, there are only the brothers of the night watchmen who have a grudge against them in this place. Stand on the opposite side again, or a night watchman's rude words will provoke a dispute with the giant." Commander Mormont looked at the proud Alliser and said.

"The giants have mammoths, so they don't need a carriage, but their stomachs are really hard to satisfy, and the fleet is already waiting at Eastwatch. I will let them leave as soon as possible, and take these savages to Eastwatch." Ban Yang After speaking, he bid farewell to the night watchman present and then voted for Busy.

"Bandford, where are you!" The bachelor sitting on the rattan chair in the attic shouted loudly, but the hasty call did not call his own officer.

"Your buddy is out, old man, keep your voice down." A female voice from outside the attic reached Maester Aemon's ears.

Maester Aemon was surprised when there was an extra woman in Castle Black, "Could you come in and do me a favor."

After a while, Ygritte opened the door and walked in.

"Is it Benderford? Write me a letter." Maester Aemon said.

"I can't write." A timid and shy female voice walked into Maester Aemon's ears.

"Who are you? As far as I know there are no ladies at Castle Black."

"A free citizen." Ygritte replied neither humble nor humble looking at Maester Aemon with thinning hair and slack eyes.

I don't know if it was her aura that calmed the maester, or some bad memory crawled into the maester's mind, or it was about a night watchman brother who was close to this person in front of him who died tragically at the hands of free people, Ygriri watched Maester Aemon thought without looking.

"All the wildlings outside Castle Black have moved out, so I can only temporarily live in Castle Black," Ygritte explained.

"Why don't you go with them? The south is warmer. If you've been there, you'll definitely sneer at the environment of Castle Black." Maester Aemon asked curiously.

"I have to wait for someone. I have been to Dragonstone Island and Crab Bay. I don't know if it is the south you mentioned."

"Help me get the pen."

Ygritte looked at some quills at the corner of the table and picked one up, then walked into the dark attic, where a shriveled body lay quietly on the chair at the end of the long table.

Ygritte saw clearly the day in the bachelor's eyes through the weak candlelight. Her experience told him that the man in front of him was blind, and the same was true for the elders of the free folk tribe. Suppressing doubts, Ygritte put The pen was handed to the bachelor, and then the paper was placed in front of him, and then he held up the candlestick and stood behind the bachelor.

The maester groped for the table and put the paper neatly, then picked up the quill and began to write. Ygritte looked at the words and sentences that burst out slowly. Gerrit was immersed in it without saying a word.

"Ever since he couldn't see, the commander has been appointed as an officer. All the night watchmen hope to become rangers. Few night watchmen can be patient enough to write a pen for a blind old man. They have already heard the sound of training outside. I couldn’t bear it, the writing was hard to say, and he even asked me to repeat it many times because of his indifference, so I wrote a letter for a while.”

"Later, I met Sam. He was good at it. He was born to be a maester. It's a pity that Lord Green took him away." Maester Aemon said with a look of nostalgia.

"Are you a Bachelor of Castle Black?" Ygritte asked tentatively.

"Well, I've been a Bachelor for countless years, or before you were born."

"Could you give me a name for the child I'm about to give birth to?" Ygritte asked, stroking her belly.

"What is the child's father's name?" Maester Aemon asked.

Ygritte thought about the meaning of Snow, and said: "You just need to tell me his name, the last name is not important."

"I'm sorry I don't know you guys~, the tradition of the free people, there are a lot of books in the attic, before your child comes, this power and honor will belong to you, you can try to learn a little word, and then go up Pick the one you want, as for the traditions of Westeros, they always like to name names that commemorate their predecessors or those they respect."

"But I don't know a word," Ygritte muttered.

"A good study starts with listening. That may arouse your interest. You can pick a book and I will tell you about it." Maester Aemon said with a smile on his face.

After Ygritte fiddled for a while, she handed a book to Maester Aemon.

Maester Aemon touched the size, thickness and incompleteness of the book, read the degree of wrinkle and said, "The Edge of the World is a collection of stories and legends collected by Maester Baldur who served Eastwatch. The main source of information on the Isle of S. He wrote it during Osric Stark's sixty years as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch."

Unicorns, the Skags known as the "Rock Species", and even the Claure Clan, who once worked for the Night Watchman, also served as the commander of the Night Watchman. Various ancient events and novel rumors were told by the bachelor.