Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 20 Before Going Home
"Rob, can you tell me what you're holding in your hand?" Duke Ed was stern.

This is really unexpected, the children caught doing bad things by their parents are now talking about what Clay and the others are like now.

Clay glanced at Rob, the future King of the North is completely stupid now, his lips are pursed, he can't speak a word, and he still holds the bottle of wine 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 worrying things, Duke Ed had something to do at this time, he stepped aside halfway, and Clay saw the broad figure of his old man.

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

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 to White Harbor was recognized by the nobles. Secondly, he completed the preparation of the witcher's herbal decoction. By chance, he also successfully completed the mutation of the witcher. Not so pleasant.

Furthermore, after staying in Winterfell for so many days, Clay got acquainted with the younger generation of the Stark family by virtue of his status as a son of a nobleman.

Although he holds the demon hunter system in his hand, he can theoretically expand his power quickly, but it 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 on the Wolves team at this stage. As for the future, let's talk...

Of course, there are also disadvantages. I was swayed by Littlefinger. Although I have minimized the consequences after some manipulations, my sister's reputation has been damaged after all. I don't want to get married in a year or two, but this is also It was according to Vera's wish, she didn't want to marry.

Moreover, whether it is the huge magic power of unknown origin in the heart tree, or the magic power thread on Bran's body that is killing dense phobia, this seemingly peaceful northern capital is actually full of strong magic flavor.

Clayburn thought about looking for an opportunity to find out the source of Chabran's magic thread in the past two days. To be honest, he had some guesses in his heart, but he couldn't get any confirmation.

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

This is not caused by the heart of Our Lady of Clay. From his point of view, he must understand the source of the magic power, otherwise he will not be at ease in using the magic power used to train demon hunters in the future.

"Heh, you bastard is really 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, he caused a lot of trouble for Duke Ed. , he had to scold Clay a few words.

"Okay Wyman, Clay is for the honor of the Manderly family, you don't have to do this." Eddard Stark waved his hand to stop Earl Wyman. Rob escaped from the dungeon.

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

After staring wide-eyed for a while, Clay and Earl Wyman laughed at the same time.

"Good job, you are better than your father. Back then, your father and I entered the city after Lord Eddard captured King's Landing in Lannister. Those gangs of beasts, strong women and women who robbed property have reached an unbearable level. The soldiers in Hong Kong wanted to stop it, but they were thrown into the flea nest."

When he said these words, Earl Wyman's eyes were full of memories, but obviously, this was not an easy meeting. After a pause, he continued:
"At that time, your father's sword was drawn, but in the end he still didn't have the guts to kill under that golden-red roaring lion banner. You are stronger than us, very good!"

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

At this time, the guard captain Hosta who rushed over saw Earl Wiman without any hesitation, directly took out the long sword at his waist and put it on the ground, knelt down on one knee and bowed his head without saying a word.

"Hmph." Looking at the dereliction of duty captain, Earl Wyman snorted coldly, but taking care of the servants is not suitable for this place, he directly ordered:

"Get up, take your people, go and pick up Vera from the main castle, and send it 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 is already very good that the Patriarch didn't clean him up at this time, he can't expect too much.

"Let's not talk nonsense here, let's go." Earl Wyman straightened up, holding Clay with his big hand, and planned to go out.

Clay hesitated for a moment. He couldn't tell the truth, but he couldn't tell when he would come back after leaving. He might not know who the owner would come back here again.

Whichever step can be done counts as whichever step, Clay sighed slightly in his heart, and he said to his grandfather:

"Before I leave, I have to meet with Robb from the Stark family."

Hearing this, Earl Wyman slowed down, frowned and looked back at Clay, waiting for his next words.

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

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

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

"Yes." There's no need to deny it, the grandfather in front of him is in the same interest as his own in every sense, so naturally he has something to say.

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

……

Duke Ed readily agreed to Clay's request to see Brother Rob before leaving. He is a man of great affection and naturally appreciates Clay's behavior very much.

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

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

But Clay's real purpose is not the two hapless guys. His peripheral vision is always fixed on Bran. To be precise, it is the dense magic thread that entangles him on Bran's body.

Before embracing the timid Bran, Clay quietly turned on his system and activated the magic pool.

As soon as his hands touched those invisible silk threads, Clay suddenly saw that the ball of silk thread seemed to be found at the end of the thread, and poured 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 the feeling of magic power, because he had experienced this feeling in one place, that is, the heart tree!
　send, caught the flu
　　
　
(End of this chapter)