King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 330 Windfall is not easy to get

Igor was taken aback.

It wasn't that he was flustered by being seen through, or how cruel and unexpected Roose Bolton's words were, but where the two were at the moment.

They're not in the backrooms of Queenscrown or the Dreadfort, where they can happily rant and talk about diabolical topics - but Deepwood Motte in Glover's home town, now temporarily serving as the North's military command post. on the city wall!
The castle, which was attacked by the Ironmen only a few months ago and fell into a state of war after a short period of time, is on high alert, with fully armed guards guarding every section of the wall, and patrols to-and-fro Make sure the line of defense doesn't slip through the cracks... Isn't the Old Flayer afraid of being heard by someone with a good ear?
Igor glanced around quickly: the two had just passed a sentry, and they were still more than ten meters away from the next post. This Old Guy was speaking during such a short window period. The North soldiers standing in platoons could never have imagined that a big bannermen with the highest strength of the North would say such dangerous words to the Night's Watch Legion Lord Commander in their in front of one's eyes.

(Are you crazy? I know you very well! What do you want me to say to you?)
Igor can feel that Liu Bei is being called a hero by Cao Cao Shi was shocked by the feeling of the spoon in his hand. Rao was because he responded quickly, and he didn't know how to respond for a while - pretended not to understand? That has to be for those who can be blinded. Confess happily and then plot to rebel? He didn't have that level of friendship with Roose Bolton, and the timing wasn't right!
The two walked side by side. Although their pace was not fast, they quickly approached the next sentinel, and it was even more difficult to say anything now.

Igor was simply thoughtful, silent.

Fortunately, Old Flayer had no plans to wait for Igor's reply at all. After abruptly startling Night's Watch, he quickly seemed to have never said the call just now, seamless connection, Jumping to another topic: "According to the agreement between me and the other adults during the day, House Bolton, as the Great Family living in the north of the city, should at least send a thousand Golden Dragons to support the operation of Night's Watch Legion to defend against Others. But I thought about it. After that, I had a different idea - I want to hold a major event, what can I do with hundreds or thousands of them? I am willing to lend 10,000 Golden Dragons from Night's Watch Legion to support the construction and construction of land grants under the command of Lord Commander. development."

Although he was in a state of turmoil and knew that the money was not easy to get, Igor was very polite and made a surprise look: "If this is the case, I have to thank all the land-grant residents. Lord Bolton's generosity, Night's Watch will definitely use the money properly and make the most of it!"

"You're welcome, Lord Commander." Bolton's expression and tone were nodded. It is to accept Igor's thanks. The two casually chatted for a while, and after passing a sentry, they returned to the previous topic: "I don't want Night's Watch to do anything for me immediately, I just want to remind you - the opportunity will always stay. For those who are prepared. To the west, the Iron Islands cannot be leveled by building a few battleships; to the south, Reach Dorne and the false king they support are still strong; on the other side of the narrow sea, the girl from House Targaryen occupies Slaver's Bay and becomes Knowing the Queen the Liberator, she has three dragons."

After changing the subject again to avoid a sentry's ears, Old Flayer stopped and leaned against the wooden wall along the railing, looking out into the moonlight. The endless Wolfswood said the last sentence: "After building your land grant and fighting off the dead army... maybe we can work together and make a name for yourself in Westeros."

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This concludes the conversation between the two.

The meaningful content is nothing more than three sentences: "You are not like someone who can keep their own feet", "The opportunity is reserved for those who are prepared" and "Maybe we can cooperate".

It doesn't seem to say anything, but it says too much—with proper organization, the common language of Westeros can also be wide-ranging and profound, with infinite meanings.

It has always been oneself's rhetoric to persuade others to participate in oneself's plan, didn't expect today?
Igor suddenly felt a strange sense of role inversion, he seemed to be in a strategy game, only this time Old Flayer became the player, and oneself became an NPC: Roose Bolton took Robb Stark as oneself The way of lending oneself 10,000 Golden Dragon at a critical moment makes oneself owe favor. And with what an outsider sees as an unfathomable mystery today, reminding oneself that his help is not without purpose, and it is hoped that it will be rewarded in the future.

As for what the reward, most of the Old Flayer oneself don't know - he is also waiting for the opportunity.

After defeating the Ironmen and defeating the Others, what else can oneself, the Night's Watch Legion Lord Commander, do?
Igor has no plans.

Considering this when the natural enemy of all mankind is still beyond the wall glare like a tiger watching his prey and may launch the final battle at any time, it is a bit too optimistic and underestimated. But just like when I was a child, I often turned to the last and looked at the composition questions when I took the Chinese exam. Igor has been thinking all the time in his subconscious, and he doesn't need Roose Bolton's reminder at all.

Today's talk, Bolton count is nothing more than lifting the gauze covering a harsh reality in advance, forcing Igor to face it now:

House Stark and North is a giant tree that has been growing for thousands of years, and the new land grant after accepting wildling under the leadership of Igor is a small seedling under this giant tree. The big tree can shield the small seedling from wind, frost, rain and snow, and protect it from premature death... But rooted in the barren and harsh climates such as the grant land and the Wall, the growth of the small seedling is actually forcibly maintained under the perfusion of foreign nutrient solution.

One day, the seedling will grow to the point where it needs to compete with the big tree for sunlight, water and nutrients - and at that time, either break through the canopy of the giant tree and grow out to soak up the sun to continue the life cycle of oneself; Either continue under its shadow, and gradually weaken after cutting off foreign blood transfusions... In the end, Asuka did everything in its power to hide, and because it was no longer useful, it returned to the path of decline before Igor crossed over, and gradually disappeared in history. middle.

The association made Igor very unhappy.

But he doesn't have the same historical feud with Stark that House Bolton has fought for countless generations. If faced with this difficult situation in the possible future, how should oneself choose?

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He had a bad dream that night.

In the dream, he helped North settle the Iron Islands, and after he easily eliminated the Others with the Dragonglass artillery, the land donors became strong and the overall strength developed to the peak, and then he turned the gun and helped Roose Bolton subvert the House. Stark became King in the North. And then...they continued to march south, relying on the power of firearms to conquer the other six countries one after another.

In the end, the world was settled, he became the first emperor of Westeros, and he turned to kill Roose Bolton and many heroes of the Night's Watch industry, sitting on Iron Throne, becoming a real loner.

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Igor hadn’t woken up from a nightmare for a long time, laying in the sweaty blanket and thinking for a while, realizing that this was not the future he wanted.

After all, oneself is a person with autonomous will, not an NPC who follows simple logical statements, can use money to gain favorability, and relies on data to determine behavior, not to mention that Roose Bolton just borrowed 10,000 Golden from Night's Watch. Dragon, what if he gave oneself a million Golden Dragon?
Oneself does owe others favors, but whether or not to pay it back, and in what way, is not a matter of oneself a single thought? If there is no way to get rid of the shackles of Night's Watch identity without bringing House Stark to doom, then what if he will be the Night's Watch Legion Lord Commander for the rest of his life?

No matter how low the bottom line is, there must be one.

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(end of this chapter)