Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 2 The Demon Hunter System

Maybe it was because the content of his complaints before crossing was too real, which touched a certain existence in the dark. He did not come to the world of ice and fire empty-handed.

With a thought, a dark blue panel unfolded on his retina:

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Witcher System (Level 1)
Pharmacy (drop down to expand)

Bomb (pull down to expand)

Equipment (drop down to expand)

Mana Pool: 70
Unlocked Sigils: None

Items (drop down to expand)

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After a period of exploration, he has roughly understood the function of this system.

This is a level 1 system bomb, and the formulas and blueprints in the equipment are empty, only the potion contains a herbal decoction that can mutate the demon hunter.

The formula is as follows:

Forktail spinal fluid --> keel (repeated use)
Winged Lion Venom Gland ---> Lizard Lion Venom Gland
Tongue of Albino Vampire --> Swamp Leech Adult
Yam-->Sentinel Bark
Longleaf Plantain --> Ghost Grass

Datura root --> Copperplate Grass

The system has found a reasonable replacement for Clay in this world.

The moment Clay saw this recipe, he spent all the golden dragons he brought from White Harbor and bought a dragonbone bow from a collector in Pentos.

This is the most difficult thing to obtain. If he hadn't been the eldest master of Baigang, he would have to sneak into King's Landing to stage a grand theft if he wanted to obtain a keel after the dragon capital had disappeared for more than 100 years.

Up to now, he has got all the other ingredients, only the sentinel bark is left, which theoretically only exists in the wolf forest in the northwest of the northern border.

It is not enough just to have all the materials. To perform mutations in the world of demon hunters, you must have the assistance of a mage. Without magic to maintain your body's stability and perform mutations, you are looking for death.

In this world, Clay visited the trading city-states all over, but there was no way to increase the system's initial 70 mana storage.

He has also been to the Red Temple, but unfortunately there are mostly magic sticks who can only perform fire-breathing.

He knew very well that when the stars wept blood and the glass candles in the academy burned again, the magical power of the whole world would recover, but he couldn't wait that long.

This time going north, the largest weirwood in the godswood forest of the Stark family is another goal of his trip.

According to the system's remarks, only when the magic pool reaches 100 can the success rate of more than 80.00% be guaranteed.

Higher mana reserves gradually increase the success of saving throws against negative effects during mutation.

Clay didn't want the little brother to be useless, nor did he want to be paralyzed in the face.

He thought for a long time. In the original history, the unlucky incumbent king would soon die of poisoning, and then he would run southward. When Robert died, there would be a tragic war.

Therefore, in the coming troubled times, having a strong personal force is simply the first choice to survive.

Let alone the grandson of an earl, looking at the tragic experience of the children of Duke Ed, the boss of the northern border, one knows that the title of title is simply false and unreliable.

Besides, he is backed by Baigang and possesses the largest wealth in the northern region. Who stipulated that the trial of green grass can only be used by himself?As long as the problem of formula and magic power is solved, believe it or not, give Clay a period of time, and he can pull out an army of demon hunters for the Seven Kingdoms.

Time suddenly came to the afternoon.

The knock on the door interrupted Clay's imagination. He sat up on the bed, got ready on the chair, and then said:
"Come in."

The door was pushed open, and a small head with hair dyed light green poked in, showing two canine teeth, and said with a giggle:
"Clay, it's time for dinner, my sister asked me to take you to the lobby."

"It's not that I don't know the way." Shaking his head and smiling, Clay stood up, stretched his waist, followed behind his sister, and walked through the magnificently decorated corridor.

Soon after reaching the hall, Clay noticed that the servants had set up a long table in the center of the hall, and the kitchen was preparing meals.

Clay and the others arrived early, and the other family members hadn't arrived yet. Only the old butler was directing the servants to shuttle back and forth.

Seeing the young master coming, the old butler greeted him with a smile.

"Master Clay, you and Miss Vera came early, but the dinner hasn't started yet, why don't you go to the garden first?"

When he saw that the dinner hadn't started yet, Clay knew that his cousin, whom he hadn't seen for two years, had something to say to him, but he didn't point it out. He nodded and followed Vera into the garden.

Lying on the railing overlooking the entire Baigang, the comfortable sea breeze is blowing in, and the little fire lights in Baigang City are very beautiful.

Clay looked at Vera who was hesitant to speak, touched her head, and asked with a gentle smile:

"What did Vera want to tell me?"

"Uh...Clay, did you see it?"

Clay nodded with a smile, and Vera pursed her lips and hesitated for a long time before saying:
"Grandpa may ask you to go to Winterfell during dinner, can you take me with you?"

When she said this, Vera's lavender eyes were full of hope.

"What are you going to Winterfell with me for?" Clay was a little confused.

"Go around, you know Grandpa's temper, he thinks us noble ladies should stay in the castle before we get married." Vera said plausibly.

Somewhat stunned, in Clay's eyes, Vera at this moment is like a bird trapped in a cage, flapping its wings and trying to fly out of the cage.

Just about to agree, the voice of the old housekeeper interrupted them:
"Master, Miss, the dinner is ready, the Earl has called the two of you over."

Returning to the hall again, after the efficient efforts of the servants of the Mandalay family, a table of good-looking dinner has been put on the table, and the servants lit candles, making the entire Mermaid Palace look taller and more mysterious.

Earl Wyman sat in the middle, and on both sides of him sat two big bald heads with thick backs. The one on the right was the eldest son of the earl, Willis Manderly, Clay's uncle, and the one on the left was grinning at himself. The man is Clay's father, Wendell Mandler.

"Sit down first, you father and son will have time to chat after eating." Earl Wyman's face flushed by the candlelight was also filled with a smile.

Sisters Clay and Wilfield sat together, and after Earl Wyman took his first bite of bread, they concentrated on the food in front of them.

"Clay, just these two days, get ready, bring my handwritten letter, and go to Winterfell to pay a visit to Lord Ed." Earl Wyman said suddenly.

After thinking about it for a while, Clay understood Earl Wyman's intentions. The old man was using his own existence to extinguish the flames in the hearts of those careerists who coveted White Harbor. From a point of view, after the uncle passed away, no one is eligible to inherit the seat of Earl of White Harbor before him.

"Okay grandpa." Clay quickly responded. Although the old man is more for the stability of Baigang, Clay must have this attitude.

As soon as he finished speaking, the sole of his foot was severely stepped on. He gritted his teeth, looked at Vera who kept winking at him, smiled wryly, and said to Earl Wyman:
"Grandpa, I want to take Vera to Winterfell with me..."

(End of this chapter)