Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

The rabbit meat was sprinkled with onions, which tasted mellow and crispy. Jon Snow couldn't stop eating after taking a bite. The Night's Watch brothers were not so particular about food. They would just eat the roasted meat with the original flavor of onions. In this place where no one lives, it was good to have something to eat.

The method of roasting the rabbit meat to make it crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and mixing onion juice with honey was simply amazing.

The honey was obtained from Tyrion. There was also a cook among his servants. Honey was usually used to make water for Tyrion to drink.

In order to get the honey, Cole gave him half of the rabbit. What a greedy Lannister.

The food seemed to bring Jon Snow closer to him. After all, he was only a child of about fourteen years old. Although he was greedy at the age, he still couldn't resist the temptation of taste.

He complained, "I thought the Night's Watch were like Uncle Benjen, and of course you were too."

"Are you a little disappointed?"

Jon Snow nodded. This place was terrible. They were all exiles from the kingdom. This was a place where filth and dirt were hidden.

"It's not as bad as you think." Cole said. "What you see is just their status in the kingdom, but here they have said goodbye to everything in the past, including their wives, parents, and children.

Maybe they are not people of honor, not knights, do not know how to be humble, or even not good people, but they are the Night's Watch. When the long night comes, they will be the strongest line of defense for mankind."

"It's not wrong to choose the Night's Watch, Jon Snow. The Night's Watch, who can tolerate criminals and nobles, is full of glory like the Great Wall. If the White Walkers come, the human race will watch over each other."

Jon Snow listened silently, and suddenly another voice interrupted, "You are too alarmist, little cook."

It was Tyrion who was standing by the table. He was only a little taller than the table, with only his head showing.

"Those old guys are so boring." He pushed Cole and made room for him very tactfully. He jumped up.

"The old nanny's story can only scare a seven-year-old child." He said jokingly, "You don't even plan to join, but you still want to trick people into staying in this icy and snowy place."

The White Walkers should be the stories that the old nannies in every castle like to use to scare children.

Jon Snow was stunned for a moment, and turned his eyes to Cole, as if asking, is this true?

It's not easy to meet a more interesting person in the Night's Watch, but it turns out that he is not in the same group. This is like meeting a person holding a rod on the way to fishing, and trying to get close to him, but it turns out that he is catching dragonflies.

There was some resentment in his eyes for a while.

"I haven't been outside the Great Wall, who knows if there are no White Walkers there? Maybe it's not just White Walkers, many weird people may be hiding outside the Great Wall." He knew that these people would not believe this set of rhetoric before the evidence was laid out.

Telling them about the White Walkers now is like talking about Ultraman. Maybe believing in the light will not make you a lunatic, but people who believe in the White Walkers will definitely be regarded as fools in Westeros.

It seems that he successfully changed the topic. Tyrion then began to talk about the White Walkers with classics. He read a lot of books, at least he almost covered all the books in the palace library and Casterly Rock.

The story was very interesting and vivid in his mouth, and some historical secrets were casually told.

Sometimes you have to admire the knowledge contained in this small body.

Listening to the story, Jon Snow's tiredness and melancholy instantly dissipated. After coming to the Wall for so long, Jon Snow has never been so happy. They are like a few friends bragging and farting with each other by the fire after dinner. He likes this atmosphere, which makes him feel like he has returned to Winterfell and the days with Robb and others.

At that time, his adopted son Greyjoy would also share stories with them like this. Although he didn't like the guy named Theon Greyjoy, he had to admit that his story was as interesting as Lannister's.

The three laughed and played until the night. After the sky gradually darkened, the night watchmen began to return to the tower in twos and threes to rest.

The commander-in-chief who had been sitting in the main seat walked towards them. He should go back to rest.

"Hey, guys. What are you talking about?"

Cole and Jon Snow both stood up. This guy is the top leader of the Wall.

A smile appeared on the old bear's hard face, and he waved his hand to signal them to sit down.

Tyrion was crossing his legs, so he didn't need to salute.

The old bear sat down next to Jon Snow. He looked at Cole. In a sense, Cole had grown up under his watch. When he was a child, the naughty Cole didn't know what superiors and inferiors were, and he even pulled his beard.

He was not the commander-in-chief at that time.

"I allow you to leave. Although the Night's Watch is not rich, the armor and sword will be prepared for you. Go and pursue your knight dream. I hope that in the legends of future generations, there will be a little guy named Cole who will leave his name."

Cole was stunned for a moment. He didn't remember telling the commander-in-chief that he wanted to leave, although he had this idea in his heart.

The Night's Watch is a place that outsiders avoid, but for Cole, it is his home where he has lived for 14 years, and many people here treat him very well.

Looking at this old man who was betrayed and killed by his men after leaving the Wall, he suddenly felt guilty. It was these people who took care of him until now. He was like a child of the Night's Watch, but he couldn't do anything for the Night's Watch.

"I"

Mormont stretched out his hand to stop him from speaking, "Now I am officially expelling you as the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, Cole. There will be no place for you in the Night's Watch."

He turned his head away, and Maester Aemon seemed to notice something and looked over, and the loose muscles on his face squeezed out a smile.

Mormont also looked over, and he thought, let Aemon do the good things, and let Mormont do the bad things. In the past, Commander Qogel spanked his buttocks when he was disobedient, and later this power was passed to Mormont.

Cole finally looked at Tyrion, and the little devil raised his head and shrugged, "It's none of my business, but you can follow me when the time comes."

The commander-in-chief looked determined as if he was expelling a criminal, but everyone knew his intention. Some of the Night's Watchmen who were still sitting in the hall looked at him with envy. This was the first time someone left the Night's Watch.

Of course, Cole had never sworn an oath, so he was not a real Night's Watchman.

Once the Night's Watchmen swore an oath, they would fulfill their responsibilities until death. Jon Snow was able to leave later because he had already sacrificed his life once. But this kid finally came back on his own.

Some people started to applaud. He had always been popular here. When he was young, he was teased by the black shirts. Now he is popular because of his good cooking skills.

Someone pretended to be sad and sighed: "Oh, I will go there to drink delicious broth in the future."

In an instant, the applause in the whole hall rose and fell, as if they were bidding farewell to a soldier who was about to go on a long journey.

Only Virgie was a little sad. His only friend was Cole, but he was leaving and might not come back.