Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 4 Picking Up the Sword
"Actually, I'm a good blower, and my father once praised me." In the back kitchen, Vigil whispered to Cole.

He nodded in approval, no one is useless, hardworking people deserve respect.So Cole comforted and said, "They're just joking, you don't have to care."

Seeing that Cole didn't care, Vigil smiled honestly. He cared more about the opinion of Cole, his only friend. He was afraid that Cole would alienate him because of those words.

"By the way, I found that your strength seems to have increased." Vigil suddenly thought of something and said.

Cole was stunned for a moment, he shook his palm, it seemed that it was indeed different from what he remembered, he had been subjectively brought into the identity of the previous life, some things were naturally ignored, just like he moved many times today The soup bucket used to depend on him and Virgil.

Groups of night watchmen came and went, and they were always busy during the day, until night, except for those brothers on duty, everyone else would gather in the hall, chatting, bragging, and playing dominoes in groups of twos and threes.

At noon, almost all the night watchmen had eaten their first meal, and Cole and Virgil began to eat. Pork and wheat cakes with broth, and if the brothers who went hunting brought back a big prey one day, they would add more meat. Meal, but don't think about it today.

Cole cooked Maester Aemon's porridge and sent it to him, and he didn't need his help for dinner, because the brothers of the Night's Watch were more willing to drink cider with their meals at night.

Maester Aemon would also come to the hall to eat with everyone in the evening, but he ate very little, and listened to the night watchmen sharing their stories more. The night watchman's night life was not necessarily boring, so he lit the candles in the hall Fire, someone can sing, someone will share what they have seen and heard.

After all, this is a group of people from all over the world.

The guys from the southern region will share their wilderness that is like spring all the year round, as well as the strong knight culture and beautiful noble ladies with extreme exaggeration.

The kids in the Westlands naturally want to talk about the Lannister family, after all, it is rumored that the guardian of the Westlands, Duke 'Tywin Lannister', shits out gold.But it was denied by the little man, but he still joked and said: "The bucket of shit is gold."

For a moment the brothers of the Night's Watch laughed at the humorous little gnome, but Tyrion Lannister just raised his glass and shrugged.

After delivering meals to Maester Aemon, Cole came to the Martial Arts Arena as usual. In the morning, it was time for training, and many night watchmen were sweating in the open space. It will freeze quickly.

He saw Jon Snow, he was fighting with two taller kids, the sword clanging on the armor, although he was not tall, but the two were screaming, their battle It looked unusually fierce, as if they were all ruthless.

A kid named Hodder hit Snow in the ribs with a sword. Cole saw the painful expression on his face, but he quickly changed back to that lonely face as soon as he gritted his teeth.

Hodder and the other child felt even worse. Once they hit Jon Snow, they were often wounded several times. If the blade was not unsealed, they would have died countless times.

Over there is the children's training ground, but the adults here are in harmony. You can do one trick and I can do the other. Someone saw Cole and shouted for him to go down and try his hand.

In the past, he would refuse, because going down would only add to the jokes of these bastards.

He walked down the spiral staircase, but today he wanted to try it out. He knew very well how important martial arts were in this world.You can use the dragon slaying skill, but you can't do without it, oh yes, there are really dragons in this world.

"Oh, here comes our little ranger," said someone in a light voice.

This is not malicious in the night watchman, but it is a daily joke.

"Give me a sword." Cole said to the trainers.

Without even thinking about it, he handed over the sword in his hand. Some people were already looking forward to tonight's new program. Maybe 'Bozo' would dance like Cole wielding a sword.

Weighed the weight of the sword in his hand, it was very light.It feels like it's made of plastic, but it does feel like steel.Thinking of the powerlessness of holding a sword in his memory, and looking at the light sword in his hand, something extraordinary has indeed happened to his body.

"Hey, don't the little rangers come to the stake?" Someone urged.

Cole nodded. He walked up to the stake and held the hilt tightly with both hands. Feeling the friction from the fur on the hilt, he swung it hard.

With a snap, the stake was split into two.

The brothers in black stared wide-eyed, they were even more surprised than seeing a woman, and they couldn't help wondering if the person in front of them was still the little clerk who cooked delicious food.

"Oh, Seven Gods. This kid won't be dropped by the White Ghost."

Cole himself looked at the stake in front of him in astonishment, his strength was so great.

The night watchman who handed Cole the sword came up and grabbed his shoulders, "I didn't expect you kid to hide everything."

There was a hint of embarrassment on his face, but he was actually a little unexpected.

"Maybe you can go over there and train with Alliser, but you have to give me back the sword first." He pointed to the children.

"Thank you." Cole handed the sword back.

He patted Cole on the chest, "Night Watchman, thank you very much. Remember to get a few extra bucks for my broth."

Seeing Cole walking towards the corner where Xue Nuo and the others were training, the night watchman who borrowed his sword shrugged, "It seems that the show is over."

"You insidious boy, since you asked Cole to add meat to you. Come, I will challenge you."

"Hey, who made you react so slowly. I'm not afraid, you go together."

For a moment, there was a lot of curses in the martial arts field, but the culprit, Cole, had quietly walked over to the recruits.

Jon Snow naturally also noticed the movement over there. He looked at Cole's tall and weak body, but he didn't expect to have such great strength. He thought in his heart, 'No wonder they want to call him Little Ranger. '

Speaking of Ranger Snow, he thought of his uncle 'Benyan Stark', who was the Chief Ranger of the Night Watch.But there has been no news of him for a long time. Some people say that he is dead, which makes Xue Nuo very worried.

"This is not the place for a cook, little ranger." Ser Alliser was as viperous as ever.

"I want to train with them." Cole directly stated his purpose.

"The Lord Commander has the final say. I remember that you are not even a night watchman. But if you can beat our Lord Snow, maybe I will go to the Lord Commander to explain it myself." Allisa He looked at Cole provocatively, as if saying, do you dare?
Like Cole's 'Little Ranger' nickname, 'Lord Snow' is what Ser Alliser called Jon Snow, and he hated it.

Cole picked up the sword. He also wanted to see how far he was from the trained people. He clasped his sword down and saluted Snow Snow, "Please teach me, Jon Snow."

"Hey, it seems that our little ranger is still a polite person, but your head has been cut off on the battlefield, maybe you can exchange it for a glass of wine." Alliser Thorne laughed Said.

(End of this chapter)