Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 22 History, Present and Future
Clay didn't intend to reveal his identity, he just wanted to see what kind of moth the three-eyed crow, who was neither human nor ghost, wanted to deal with.

At least now Clay can be sure that it was definitely not an accident when Bran climbed the ruined tower and ran into the queen and the kingslayer.

The Three-Eyed Raven guided Bran in a way that Clay couldn't understand, relying on the magic thread growing from the Heart Tree.

Clay doesn't remember exactly when Bran fell in the original timeline. During the time he stayed in the dungeon, he had no contact with the outside world and lost the perception of time.

It may not be said that Bran's climbing the wall has already happened, but his series of actions interfered with the plan of the three-eyed crow.

The behavior of drawing a large amount of heart tree magic power by himself and tearing off the magic power thread made the Three-Eyed Crow intolerable, and ended up playing tricks with himself here.

Clay felt that he was probably afraid of the non-existent god behind him, so he said something like not being hostile to him here, but it just so happened that the more he imagined, the better it would be for Clay.

"What do you want that child to do?" Clay imitated the other party's indifferent tone and asked back.

The Three-Eyed Raven didn't answer Clay's question, dragging his long black robe, and slowly walked towards the iron chair covered with spikes.

He slowly stepped up the steps, and under Clay's gaze, he sat on the Iron Throne as if he had done it a thousand times.

Clay had to admit that this chair seemed to have extraordinary magical powers, making the people standing under it involuntarily feel awe.

"There is no king here." Clay's voice was cold.

"Indeed, but it's not important." The Three-Eyed Raven said, he clenched the armrest of the Iron Throne, the sharp knife cut his palm, and the pale green blood flowed out, but he didn't care.

"I want to make a deal with you, Agent of Ability God." His voice suddenly became louder.

"Oh?" Clay was curious about what he would say.

"I will use my strength to send you to sit on this throne, on the condition that after you become king, the northern border will be allowed to be independent."

Clay's mind was full of question marks, and he almost suspected that he had heard it wrong. For a moment, he wondered if this guy had eaten too much weirwood before he came, and his head was not clear enough.

How many teachers do you have, no, what ability do you have? Dare to brag like that, why don't I know you are so good?

After holding back for a long time, Clay still said:
"I don't think I'll be able to rip the Iron Throne out of Robert Baratheon's ass with you around."

"The stag is strong and strong now, with sharp horns, but the gods have not given him a fawn to inherit."

When he said this, the Three-Eyed Raven's tone seemed to be far away, but Clay rolled his eyes in his heart, didn't he just want to say that none of Robert's three legal children is his kind?As for being so stupid?
"I think, if you want to say something, you might as well say it directly, there is no need to draw cakes with me here."

Frowning, he carefully chewed the meaning of Huabing's words. The Three-Eyed Raven could only regard this as a unique vocabulary of Ability God, but this did not prevent him from understanding what Clay meant.

"Okay, from now on, I ask you not to interfere with my actions with that boy from the Stark family, and you can make a request of me, as long as I can do it."

Tsk, what is the different world version of the wishing lamp? Clay shook his head and decided to mention something outrageous.

"That's it, then I'll ask you to find me a dragon egg and tell me a way to hatch it, can it be done?"

Clay looked seriously at the face that was no different from driftwood, wanting to see what this ugly face looked like, but unexpectedly the Three-Eyed Crow just glanced at him and nodded calmly.

"Yes, if the deal is established, I will let Hodor, the stable boy of Winterfell, bring it to you, but it will take time, and you will receive my gift in White Harbor."

"...?" Clay was dumbfounded, feeling that he had been hasty just now, and he should ask him for a Gundam.

Although I was 1 curious in my heart, I wanted to know how he dug out a dragon egg for himself in the northern border, and he also attached the instruction manual, um... it was the way to wake it up.

Clay originally thought that since he knew how to do it himself, why didn't he do it himself, but when he thought of his ghostly appearance, he probably was hiding in a cave outside the Great Wall, and he understood everything.

"You answer me a question, and if you're satisfied, I agree to the deal," Clay said.

The Three-Eyed Crow nodded, waiting for Clay's next words.

"It's still the question just now. Why is Bran so important to you? Can't you find someone else? Why does it have to be him? What's so special about him?"

Regarding this question, the Three-Eyed Crow was silent for a long time. When Clay was a little impatient, he sighed faintly and said with a wry smile:

"He is the best candidate. You have to know that in the whole of Westeros, only the blood of wolves and dragons is special. Some of them are the best carriers."

"North of the Great Wall, the cold god's footsteps are approaching step by step, constantly compressing the space of the living, while to the east of the Narrow Sea, R'hllor's fiery radiance never wants to ignite the entire Westeros."

"I, like you, are the representative of the gods, but as you can see, my body is almost rotten, Bran, he is my best successor and the best representative of my lord. "

Thinking about these few words with a lot of information, Clay asked:

"So, you invited me, and even wanted to help me, because the power in me is not familiar with the cold god, nor does it belong to R'hllor, the Lord of Light?"

"You have ambitions for Westeros, and that's enough."

"Aren't you worried about the gods behind me...well, grabbing your territory or belief?"

"It doesn't matter, as I told you at the beginning, the northern border is independent, and my lord doesn't mind if you and the gods behind you occupy the south, because R'hllor's power can no longer be expanded, otherwise the whole world will be out of balance."

"Isn't there still Seven Gods?"

"Using my lord's words, those are seven guys who can't even stabilize their own state. It is impossible to expect them to resist R'hllor."

In the empty throne room, Clay could only hear his own breathing. These simple words caused a storm to howl in Clay's head.

Originally thought that the gods in the world of ice and fire are mascots, but today the Three-Eyed Crow showed up to speak, and Clay knew that there was a lot behind it.

After thinking about it, Clay felt that at most he believed half of what the Three-Eyed Crow said, and he would probably be fooled if he believed it all.

Moreover, it is impossible for him to agree to all the conditions of the Three-Eyed Raven. If he really agreed, wouldn't his plan to create an army of demon hunters go bankrupt in place?

Pretending to hesitate for a long time, Clay sighed:
"Your terms are very good, but I can't fully agree."

The Three-Eyed Crow frowned again.

　Remind everyone, this wave of armor is very powerful, everyone pay attention, the author of this chapter endured 39 degrees, so please bear with me.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)