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　　The other party is a friend of his brother, and he rushed back to Winterfell to guard here from the front line. It is obvious that his brother Robb values ​​him very much.

　　But after getting along for many days, Bran felt more delicate things.

　　The silent guest, of good origin and upbringing.

　　Although his armor was gloomy and terrifying, and everywhere he went was filled with a terrifying aura of death, and some people even witnessed the horrific sight of the grass that he stepped on would wither, but no matter how gloomy and terrifying the other party looked, Some things are carved into the bone marrow but will not change.

　　This is a person who has received a good etiquette education, and a little temperament revealed in his gestures is like the most noble and reserved prince.

　　The prince that Bran had met, the current king Joffrey, was like a stubborn and ignorant little kid in front of Arthas.

　　Bran once tried to inquire about the origin of Alsace, and it is impossible for people with temperament and demeanor to be anonymous, but Alsace always fools Bran on the grounds that he is from a free city-state on the other side of the narrow sea.

　　Bran knew that the other party was lying, because in his opinion, the only person who could have such a kingly bearing was probably the legendary true dragon prince Rhaegar Targaryen.

　　But Arthas was no Targaryen, and in his dealings with Bran, he rarely spoke.However, occasional advice or words can often benefit Bran a lot.

　　At this time, in the blizzard, Bran climbed up the city wall and found the other party with his own confusion.Mister Arthas," Bran breathed a little tiredly and said in the snowstorm, "I heard you've been standing here all day? Did something happen?"

　　On the city wall, Arthas glanced back at him slightly, "The wind and snow are so big, you shouldn't run out recklessly."

　　Bran took a deep breath, "But you are my brother's honored guest, I can't neglect you."

　　Arthas was silent, watching him for a few seconds, then pointed north.

　　There, in the wind and snow, it seemed that the direction of the Great Wall could be seen.

　　"Look…"

　　In the cold wind, Alsace's voice sounded softly, "What did you see?"

　　It is said that the children of the forest lived in these forests a long time ago, but now they are nowhere to be found.

　　Bran's eyes widened so hard that he wanted to see such a scene and what it represented behind the scene, so that he felt a little sour and wanted to cry, and then he quickly closed his eyes.

　　Then he shook his head in disappointment, "Sorry, I can't see anything."

　　Arthas tapped his head and pointed north again.

　　"Look at the sky, in that direction, there is a group of evil spirits approaching and condensing. Although the distance is still far away, if things go on like this, when the evil spirits come to you from the sky, the Winterfell where you and I are will become A victim of Blizzard."

　　Bran frowned, seeming to guess Arthas' metaphor.

　　"You mean Mance Red, the king beyond the Great Wall, who ruled over all the wildlings north of the Great Wall? He's ready to invade the south?"

　　Arthas shook his head, "In the blizzard, the savages and the night watchmen will all be innocent victims. If it weren't for the existence of the Great Wall, those evil creatures would probably have gone south to kill unscrupulously at this time.".

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　　Arthas said it so clearly, Bran couldn't help but startled slightly.

　　Then the mouth grows.

　　"You mean... the White Walkers?"

　　Arthas nodded. "That's right, White Walkers."

　　Looking at the direction of the extreme north with cold eyes, Arthas said slowly, "Some time ago, it was invisible, but now it is unscrupulous to show its existence in the sky. And it is particularly eye-catching today... Probably, yes Is there a big move?"

　　With that said, Arthas glanced at Bran, "Remember the letters I asked you to send to Castle Black earlier?"

　　Bran nodded. "One is for Jeor Mormont, Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch, and one is for the friends you mentioned... any questions?"

　　Without seeing the contents of the letter, Bran had no idea what was written on it.

　　Arthas said slowly, "Now Jeor Mormont leads the Night's Watch on an expedition within the Great Wall, and is stationed at the Fist of the First Men to resist the savage army of Mance Redd, the King of Beyond the Wall. You know? The night watchman on the town is not the only savage army." Bran's eyes widened, "You mean...other...the White Walkers?~"

　　For this legendary evil creature, the little boy has heard the cruelty of the White Walkers countless times in the story of the old nurse since he was a child - it is terrible.

　　It was because he was young that he didn't subconsciously think the other party was joking when he heard the White Walkers, as most adults do.

　　At this time, Bran was a little terrified, "Will the White Walkers attack the Fist of the First Men? Just today?"

　　Arthas' eyes were indifferent and his expression indifferent, "It's just a possibility, not sure."

　　But Bran was still panicking, "But what about Jon? Jon is also at the Fist of the First Men!"

　　Jon Snow is Eddard Stark's illegitimate son and Bran's brother. Although Jon has no honor and status in the family, he has a good relationship with Bran and the others.

　　At this time, when he heard the news of the White Walkers going south, Bran subconsciously began to worry about his illegitimate brother.

　　Arthas looked blank and indifferent.

　　"The White Walkers are making such a big noise, if the guys in the Night's Watch are smart, they should be able to tell."

　　Bran knew that Arthas was referring to those who had received Thaksin's letter.

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　　"But today's atmosphere is not quite right."

　　Rengar sat on the edge of the cliff, looking at the distant scene from a distance, frowned and said, "Why do I feel awe-inspiring... Do you think that group of White Ghosts will be ready to attack us?"

　　Beside him, Yijian Fengchan sat by the bonfire with an indifferent expression, "Isn't this something that was determined on the first day?"

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　　Also sitting beside the bonfire, the boy named Emiya Shirou smiled and flipped the grill on the bonfire, "Okay, this roasted whole lamb is ready to eat. Although the inside is not yet cooked, the taste on the surface is Best of all, we can eat and bake as we go."

　　Saying that, he used a dagger to cut off all the roasted parts, put it on a plate and handed it to Yijian Fengchan and Rengar, "Eat here first, this kind of goat runs every day in the wild, and the meat is very chewy. of."

　　After Rengar took the plate, he subconsciously took out two pieces of meat and threw them into his mouth to chew, "Ah, Shirou's barbecue is really the best... ah, we are obviously discussing business affairs, Shirou, please don't interrupt. ."Eight.

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　　The young man roasting meat beside the fire smiled and said, "If you talk again, you won't have your share."

　　Rengar hurriedly shut up, and at the same time grabbed the plate in his hand, as if he was afraid of being taken away by the other party.

　　Jian Fengchan opened his mouth.

　　"Everything is ready. Whether it's a trap or a trap, as long as the White Walkers approach, we will fight them directly. It's useless to be anxious now, Rengar, you should really calm down."

　　Sitting by the campfire, Rengar was depressed and chewed the mutton in his mouth.

　　"Aren't I worried? Besides, there is so much evil in the neighborhood today that even the group of night watchmen feel wrong. It would be strange to say that there are no ghosts. I dare to say that the group of white ghosts may be peeping in the dark right now. I."

　　Jian Fengchan closed his eyes slightly, and the invisible sword energy swept around.

　　Then he opened his eyes, "Okay, I checked, at least no one is peeping at us now." Rengar grinned, "If it will be discovered, it will not be called peeping. And you are not an assassin, captain. Fine, I don't understand other people's assassination tactics at all... If only that guy Altaïr was still there, he wouldn't be worried about being spied on... We must find a way to revive that guy. That grandson still owes As for my human feelings, it's really abhorrent to just die on one's own accord."

　　Yijian Fengchan paused for a moment, then continued to chew on the mutton and fell silent.

　　Shirou sighed and patted Rengar on the shoulder, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

　　boom!

　　A loud noise interrupted Shirou's words.

　　The three people by the bonfire turned their heads and saw the distant sky. A dozen tragic green flames streaked across the sky one after another. After breaking through the sky, they landed heavily on the Fist of the Ancestors.

　　With a loud bang, a dozen huge green ghosts stood up from the flames, roaring wildly at the surrounding night watchmen with a cold and violent aura.

　　Rengar's jaw almost fell.

　　"This thing is... Hellfire?!

　　Emiya Shirou carefully observed the turmoil below and shook his head, "Don't forget, the world we live in is very different from the original world of A Song of Ice and Fire. Not only are the power levels different, but many details are also different. , it's not surprising that the White Walkers of this world can control Hellfire.  …”

　　Saying that, he reached out and undid the holy corpse cloth that wrapped his right hand.

　　When the dark red sacred corpse cloth fell, the power of a certain seal was released.

　　Jian Fengchan glanced at him, did not stop Shirou's behavior, just said, "It's enough to release one hand, enough to protect yourself. Leave the rest to us."

　　Shirou smiled heartily and nodded, "I know, at this time, I can only rely on you captains."

　　Rengar gritted his teeth, staring at the hellfire raging in the camp below, very unhappy, "I hate fire."

　　Jian Fengchan stepped out one step, and the whole person turned into a sword light and rushed towards the camp below.A cold voice sounded in the cold wind, "Since you hate fire, then go outside and deal with ghouls c.

　　When the voice fell, the cold sword energy had already stirred up in the camp.

　　A pure and holy aura of slaying evil and slaughtering demons rose into the sky, frantically beheading the hellfire that was raging in those camps.

　　However, the more holy and powerful the holy aura, the stronger the evil energy of the sword-wielding person. .

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　　Evil qi and holiness appear at the same time, the opposition between sage and evil, and the reflection of demon and buddha are mutually counteracting.

　　From a distance, it looks very strange.

　　Jinghuo's blood-killing aura flows freely in the body of the evil beast.

　　Aiming at the ghouls approaching on the periphery, Rengar laughed excitedly.

　　"Tonight! Have fun hunting!"

　　Shirou on the cliff watched the two teammates leave and sighed silently.

　　Because the injuries he had suffered were too serious, he had already lost the ability to fight conventionally.Unraveling the seal of the sacred body cloth with one hand like this is the limit of the power that can be used.

　　If you imagine fighting as freely as before, within ten minutes this body will completely collapse.Therefore, in the recent battles, two teammates are the main force, and he can often only be on the sidelines.Standing on the cliff at this time, the teenager looked at the snow field below in the ice and snow.

　　There is no need to worry about the riots and hellfires in the camp, because no matter how you look at them, these hellfires are just spearheads sent to inquire about the situation and disturb the murky water by the way. The enemy's real fangs are still hidden in the dark.

　　The sky tonight is very bright, and there are no clouds in sight. The bright moonlight swirls on the snowy land, reflecting each other with the white snow, turning the world into a pure white awe.

　　However, this is just the scenery just now.

　　I don't know when, the storm of freezing rain hit here.

　　The already cold air in the icy snowfield became colder for some reason. The small river that was still flowing slowly in the ice and snow below the Fist of the Ancestors was slowly covered with a layer of white mist, and then quickly froze. .