Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system

"Rob, can you tell me what you are holding in your hand?" Duke Ed said with a straight face.

I never expected that when a child was caught doing bad things by his parents, Clay and the others would be what they were like now.

Clay glanced at Rob. The future King of the North was now completely stupid. He pursed his lips and hesitated to say a word. He was still holding the bottle of wine tightly in his hand.

Except for Clay, these two Starks are honest children, and they both bow their heads and admit their mistakes.

Not wanting to pay attention to these two careless things, Duke Ed had something to do at this time. He moved half of his body, and Clay saw the broad figure of his old man.

"Uh...Grandpa?" Clay didn't expect the old man to come so quickly.

Of course he knew what Earl Wyman was here for. To be honest, his trip to Winterfell had already exceeded his goal.

First of all, through Duke Ed, Clay's identity as the heir of White Harbor was recognized by the nobles. Secondly, he completed the preparation of the witcher's grass decoction, and by chance, he also successfully completed the witcher's mutation. Although the process Not so pleasant.

Furthermore, Clay stayed in Winterfell for so many days, and by virtue of his status as a noble child, he got to know the younger generation of the Stark family.

Although he holds the Demon Hunter system, he can theoretically expand his power quickly, but this will take time. At this juncture, it is very necessary to form a good relationship with the Stark family.

In fact, he can't help it. His background determines that he must firmly stand with the Wolves at this stage. As for the future, let's talk about it...

Of course, there are also disadvantages. I was tricked by Little Finger. Although I minimized the consequences through my actions, my sister's reputation was damaged after all. She will not be able to get married in the next two years, but this is also Even though it was Vera's wish, she didn't want to get married.

Moreover, whether it is the huge magical power of unknown origin in the heart tree, or the magical threads in Bran's body that drive him to trypophobia, this seemingly peaceful capital of the North is actually filled with a strong flavor of magic.

Clay was thinking of finding an opportunity in the next two days to find out the source of Bran's magic thread. To be honest, he had some guesses in his mind, but he couldn't get confirmation.

But now, the sudden appearance of his grandfather in front of him completely disrupted his plan. He could only try to see if he could see Bran again before leaving.

This is not the work of Mother Clay. From his perspective, he must understand the source of the magic power, otherwise he will not be safe with the magic power used to cultivate demon hunters in the future.

"Haha, you are so capable. I just asked you to come to Winterfell and see what you have done?" Earl Wyman was actually quite satisfied with Clay's actions, but after all, it caused big trouble for Duke Eddard. , he had to scold Clay.

"Okay Wyman, Clay is here for the honor of the Mandalay family. You don't have to do this." Ed Stark waved his hand to stop Earl Wyman. He took one by one and pulled the grimacing Jon and Rob escaped from the dungeon.

After they left, only Clay and Earl Wyman's grandson were left in the dungeon.

After staring at each other for a while, Clay and Count Wyman laughed at the same time.

"Well done, you are better than your father. Back then, your father and I followed Lord Eddard and entered the city after the Lannister captured King's Landing. The gang of beasts and strong women were fucking women and robbing property to an unbearable level. We were in vain. The soldiers in Hong Kong tried to stop it, but they were thrown directly into the flea bottom."

When he said these words, Earl Weiman's eyes were full of memories, but obviously, this was not a relaxing memory. After a pause, he continued:

"Your father had his sword drawn at that time, but in the end he still didn't have the guts to kill people under that golden-red roaring lion. You are stronger than us, that's great!"

The old earl slapped his grandson on the back vigorously, and Clay could tell that what Lannister did in King's Landing was so bad that he did not leave even a good impression on these northern nobles.

At this time, the guard captain Hosta who came in a hurry saw Count Weiman. Without any hesitation, he took out the long sword from his waist and placed it on the ground. He knelt down on one knee and lowered his head without saying anything.

"Hmph." Looking at the derelict guard captain, Earl Wiman snorted coldly, but it was not appropriate to take care of the servants here, so he ordered directly:

"Get up, take your people, pick Vera out of the main castle, and send her directly to the guards I brought."

Very simply, Hosta picked up the sword from the ground and strode away. Just like when he came, it was already good that the owner of the family didn't deal with him at this time. He couldn't expect too much.

"Let's not talk nonsense here, let's go." Count Weiman straightened up, took Clay by the big hand and planned to walk out.

Clay hesitated for a moment. He couldn't predict, but he couldn't tell when he would come back after leaving. He couldn't tell who the owner of this place would be.

Whatever step you can take is the step. Clay sighed slightly in his heart and said to his grandfather:

"Before I leave, I have to meet with Robert and the others from the Stark family."

After hearing this, Earl Weiman slowed down and looked back at Clay with a frown, waiting for his next words.

"Now, the Stark boys and I are considered friends. I don't think it's good to leave like this. Besides, Grandpa, you asked me to come to Winterfell with the intention of making good friends with them."

Although it was a question, his tone was very firm.

"You don't hide your words at all. It seems that you are doing well?"

"Yes." There is no need to deny that the grandfather in front of him has the same interests as his in every sense, so naturally he will say whatever he wants.

"Then go ahead. I'll wait for you outside the city. Remember, don't cause any more trouble."

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Duke Ed readily agreed to Clay's request to see Brother Robert before leaving. He himself is a person who values ​​friendship and naturally appreciates Clay's behavior very much.

So, in the hall of Winterfell, Clay once again saw the unlucky Jon and Robb, as well as Bran, who was still a child. As for the youngest Rickon Stark, Clay didn't need to see him.

Rob and Jon are both in a bear hug, and they are good brothers after drinking together. This law between men is universal in all time and space.

But Clay's real goal was not these two unlucky guys. His peripheral vision was always staring at Bran. To be precise, it was the dense magical threads on Bran's body that entangled him.

Before hugging the timid Bran, Clay quietly opened his system and activated the magic pool.

As soon as his hands touched those invisible threads, Clay immediately saw that the thread seemed to have found its ends and flowed into his body along the part where he and Bran's back were in contact.

In an instant, Clay's eyes froze, because he was very familiar with this feeling of magic, because he had experienced this feeling in one place, that is, the Heart Tree!

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