The king on the Great Wall

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When he was at the Great Wall of Desperation, Iger had imagined using the leftovers from making obsidian daggers to make a few dragon crystal arrows, replacing the iron arrows distributed by the legion to make "dragon crystal arrows", so as to achieve the goal of killing aliens remotely when needed.

But things are not that simple. Arrows are important war supplies, and they are strictly controlled just like the ammunition in the army before the crossing. When you lose one, you will be punished.This kind of thing, of course, cannot be allowed to be modified and assembled by the soldiers at will.

Therefore, when Gary found out that Iger was secretly tinkering with the arrow, he not only scolded him bloody, but also strictly prohibited him from continuing to make it-the reason is simple: if he is so messy, he will suffer if he is discovered by the chief.Such a big thing can't be hidden like a dagger, so the matter can only be let go, and this is the scene where he can only use the dagger to fight desperately when facing the strange ghost.

Although the plan to make dragon crystal arrows was frustrated, Iger did not delay in practicing archery. After all, encountering a strange ghost is a rare event, but encountering wildlings is a common occurrence every three days.As the only night watchman who may be a traverser in the world, he cherishes his life very much. Compared with fighting in person, modern people who came from the world with guns naturally prefer to use long-range weapons to bring down the enemy early.

Driven by this subconscious, when he was in Castle Black, he would go to the shooting range to practice archery whenever he had free time. Compared with swordsmanship, his archery skills were much better.

***

Better than most of the Night's Watch, but by no means good enough to be praised and challenged by one of the top players in the Seven Kingdoms, Jaime "Kingslayer" Lannister.

What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd, this fucking sister?

Full of suspicion, Iger handed the bow to the other party.

The Kingslayer took the longbow, weighed it in his hand a few times, put on a good posture and pulled the bowstring, picked one out of the quiver, and aimed at the target.

Iger was so close to these two Lannisters for the first time, and couldn't help but look at them secretly.Seen from this distance, he had to marvel again: James has a stalwart figure, and his demeanor is even more handsome when he concentrates on aiming at the target, while Cersei is curvy and graceful, and her appearance is noble and glamorous. It's hard to tell that she is a mother of three children, even with an impatient expression on her face... these two people, even in the world before time travel, were also handsome men and beautiful women of Hollywood superstars. abnormal feelings.

Understandable, but not acceptable.

Chaos is just a moral issue, not to mention that Westeros, which has been ruled by Targaryen for hundreds of years, does not have strong resistance to it. Even in the modern world where Iger lived before crossing over, the law did not clearly stipulate this. ——To put it bluntly, as long as you don't think about getting married, it's a shame for anyone you want to mess with, and no one has the right to intervene.

But having an affair with someone behind her husband's back and letting the former raise a child for her lover is a provocation that no culture can tolerate.No matter how loyal, strong, honest and chivalrous James is, the dirty things between him and his sister are stains that will never be washed away...

Iger was in a trance when the Kingslayer let go and shot the first arrow. With a muffled bang, the arrow crossed a distance of tens of meters and stably inserted into the target only a few inches away from the center. Still trembling.

not bad.

As a soldier, Iger instinctively commented on this arrow. From drawing the bow, aiming to shooting, James’ entire archery process was completed in one go. Judging by his relaxed appearance, it is obvious that he still has more strength... This guy has amazing arms , being a Kingsguard should be competent enough.

The archer muttered in a low voice, seemingly still dissatisfied with this good arrow, and drew a second one.This time, the arrow was firmly inserted in the center of the target, squeezing against the one that Iger had shot most accurately before.

"Tsk." The arrow shooter clicked his mouth, reached out to the quiver, and took out the third arrow.

"How long do you want to shoot here?" Cersei said coldly behind the two of them. "Is the school yard in Casterly Rock City not big enough, or is there no bow in the White Sword Tower where the Kingsguard lives?"

"Hey, I'm in the mood, I almost snubbed my dear good sister." James tilted his head and shrugged apologetically at Iger, and aimed again at the target: "The last shot!"

As soon as the words fell, the arrow in his hand flew out of the string, and the next second, there was another wooden pole in the white cloth covering the center of the target.

"Okay, take it, practice hard, the northernmost point of the Seven Kingdoms is guarded by a group of brave night watchmen brothers like you, I can sleep much more peacefully at night." James said half-jokingly, throwing the bow back to Iger sentence.

"It's the duty." The kingslayer can play around, but he can't push his nose in the face as a soldier.After thinking for a while, he replied politely, and then added a note of flattery: "Your Excellency is good at arrows."

The level of archery shown by James Lannister's three arrows easily overwhelms him, but he is not a marksman either.But after all, archery is only a skill that Kingslayer is not famous for. If his swordsmanship and riding skills are as good as the legends, then he can indeed be regarded as a romantic figure of a generation... But Iger is not interested in evaluating the other party now. He is not in the mood to have a relationship with these two important plot characters, but only hopes that these two evil stars will leave as soon as possible, and don't fancy the territory he deliberately occupied.

It's a pity that the sky failed as people wished, James put down his longbow, turned his head and stared at the ruined tower.

"What's the matter with that tower, why does it look dilapidated and dilapidated?"

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Chapter 23 Is the plot difficult to reverse?

"It was originally a watchtower in Winterfell. I heard that it caught fire after being struck by lightning more than 100 years ago, and it was abandoned." With a jump in his heart, Iger quickly suppressed his emotions and answered truthfully. For something that can be answered by asking someone, he dare not let himself go and make it up: "I went in and looked, it was dirty and messy, and the upward ladder could no longer be walked."

"It's right to abandon it. Winterfell doesn't need a watchtower." Cersei looked at the ruined tower in the direction of her brother's line of sight, with a contemptuous arc on her lips: "Who would lose his mind in such a cold and gloomy castle?" To lead an army to attack and seize it?"

"Don't say that, for some wolves, gold and silver dens are not as good as their own kennels." James shrugged and laughed: "What's the name of that fortress?"

Iger could only pretend that he didn't understand the taunts the two made about the Stark family, and reluctantly introduced First Castle to the Kingslayer. James nodded noncommittally after listening, and asked seemingly casually: "Brother Night Watch, what are you doing?" Why do you want to train here? The school grounds in Winterfell are not far away."

"I... like to be alone," because I thought I was in the way, and Iger secretly screamed in his heart, and quickly explained, "Too noisy will seriously affect my performance."

"Well, I hope that the savages you meet in the future will be gentlemen and ladies who like to be quiet." The corners of James' lips curled up, obviously disapproving of Iger's words, "My dear sister, shall we go in and have a look?"

"Here?" The queen frowned, then looked up at the dilapidated castle.

***

what happened?

Could it be that I can't stop the plot from happening here?

Could this pair of daring wild mandarin ducks dare to ignore their own existence and enter the first castle to mess around?

Iger felt an invisible hand strangling his throat, and his breathing became short of breath: "My lord...it's dirty and messy, there's nothing but rats and spiders."

"I don't expect anything inside, I'm just curious..." James smiled confidently, turned his head and looked at Cersei again: "My dear sister, if you are not afraid of mice and spiders, how about we go up and explore, maybe You can find the Stark family's ancestral treasures in the corners and crevices."

Cersei and her younger brother looked at each other and met their eyes. Although she felt that this move was too risky, deep down in her heart she was eager to try: in an old and dilapidated castle, with her dearest brother...

"How old are you still going to explore?" She frowned, and said in a pretentious way: "Do whatever you want, just be careful."

"It's called being young at heart. The mother of a nation is frowning all day long. People will age quickly. Come on." James walked towards the first castle, and patted Iger's shoulder before leaving: "Brother Night Watch, you just Train well here, Her Majesty the Queen and I will go in and have a look, and try not to disturb you."

What else can Iger say?James wasn't discussing with himself, he was just informing him.And the siblings of the Lannister family grew up with the same mother and the same child, and their relationship is well known, so it's not up to me, the night watchman, to point them out.And if you don't know the plot, just look at the appearance of the two of them at the moment and the previous non-exceptional conversation, who can guess what they will do after entering the first castle?

He could only nod his head in agreement, and stood there watching the two of them walk towards the castle and enter it.

***

What should I do?

Iger was at a loss, he hadn't experienced this kind of insignificance and powerlessness of being ignored for a long time.

The plan of catching rape has long been ruled out as an option, and going in to be a light bulb makes it impossible for the two of them to do things?James has already asked him to "train well" here, if he uses some excuse to forcefully follow him, it would be ridiculous if he was thrown from the tower instead of Bran in the end.

He was the one who wanted to rely on Tyrion to leave the Great Wall. He had offended the dwarf's two powerful older brothers and sisters first, and he might not know how he would die in the future.

At this moment, countless thoughts ran through his mind, but he gave up one by one. After thinking about it, he decided to do what the Kingslayer said—to continue training here.

Not only for the lookout of the couple, but also for the possible bear children.

It is naturally impossible to prevent the Queen and a Kingsguard from "visiting" the First Castle, but it is impossible to prevent a child who is only ten years old from climbing the wall...Even if Eddard Stark and his wife knew about it, they couldn't punish themselves for it Bar!

The plan has not yet been completely defeated, and Iger, holding back his stomach, walked to the archery target, pulled out the arrows that had been shot, put them in the quiver, and walked back to the original place to continue practicing.

……

Arrow after arrow, Iger vented his resentment on the target. Interestingly, in this case, his hit rate was much higher than usual, and more than half of the arrows shot symbolized The key archery target is inside the white cloth.

Before he knew it, a barrel of arrows shot empty.Drawing a bow is strenuous work, and Iger's arms were already sore. He shook his arms and walked to the chair, preparing to pack up and sit down to read a book.

"You shoot really well." An immature child's voice came from above his head, which almost jumped up in fright.He turned to look, and was surprised to find the man he was waiting for.

Bran Stark, the second son of the Duke of Winterfell, at a young age, he has red lips and white face, has the same chestnut red hair and blue eyes as his mother, and has an outgoing personality and a cute face. She is the favorite young master of the female residents of Winterfell, bar none.

At this moment, the boy who is loved by thousands of people is sitting on the wall of the old inner courtyard, looking down at the night watchman with dangling legs: "I can't practice well, even Arya can shoot better than me."

When did this damn child sneak up to that place?

Iger has no enemies in this world, and there will be no strange ghosts suddenly appearing in Winterfell City. When he was training in this yard, he only focused on the entrance, and he was naturally defenseless against the top of his head.Under the cover of the wind blowing through the air flowing between the towers of the house, he didn't notice when the boy arrived.

Iger's heart was tightened, he opened his mouth, and suddenly realized that he had made a serious mistake.

He occupied the practice site at the only passage leading from the old inner courtyard to the godswood, so he took it for granted that as long as he blocked this place, Bran would have to pass by him no matter if he was going to climb the ruined tower or the first fort. .At that time, I can think of a way to prevent him from meeting the Lannister siblings... Whether it is to forcefully stop him with the advantage of adult strength, or to speak to him loudly to remind the men and women in the tower, everything is under control.

But he missed one thing. Winterfell, with its long history, is like a huge stone tree that keeps growing. The grandfather plants a tree, the father adds a tower, the son builds a wall, and the grandson adds another small building. The building... After dozens of hundreds of Stark transformations, it has already "grown" with twisted branches and intertwined roots.The densely packed buildings, courtyards, and passages make it a vast labyrinth of gray stone.For a child who loves to climb, this is simply the best activity venue. All the roofs and the walls connecting and separating each other are playgrounds for little rock climbers—if necessary, the whole process can be done without touching the ground. Bran climbed the wall from somewhere other than the ruined tower he climbed through the old inner courtyard!

A strong sense of foreboding swept over the traverser's body, Iger's eyes widened, and he tried to calm his tone: "Oh... When you grow up and your arms are stronger, you will naturally be able to shoot accurately, but when you What are you doing up there?"

"Play, I haven't climbed the wall for a long time, and I will go to King's Landing with my father tomorrow, maybe I won't come back for a few years... This may be the last time I climb the wall."

Iger looked up at the boy, and visually measured the height of the wall, which was more than three meters - he couldn't catch the boy even if he jumped up, so he could only persuade him.

"It's too dangerous up there, you come down first, I can teach you archery."

"No need, when I get to King's Landing, I have plenty of time to learn...I heard from others that the targets on the King's Landing archery range are more than ten times the size of Winterfell!" Bran shook his legs happily, "Such a big target, No matter how you shoot, you won’t miss the target!”

"Nonsense, what kind of sharpshooter can be trained with such a big target!" Iger swallowed, and discovered an even more surprising detail: "Why are you barefoot?"

"It's easy to climb the wall with bare feet, and you won't be heard if you walk over the roof of the guard room without shoes." The boy showed a proud expression about my smartness, and stood up with his legs leaning on the top of the wall. Shaking his arms to keep his balance, the night watchman on the ground was so scared that he stretched out his hands, and then started to walk along the top of the wall to the guard room: "I'm going to feed the crows on the top of the ruined tower, you can continue."

Hey you fucking crow!Iger was short of breath, and immediately ignored the difference in status and identity. He chased the boy along the wall and continued to persuade: "Boy, come down quickly! It's so dangerous up there, if you don't take your life seriously, your parents will be so angry if they find out do you know!"

"I've never fallen." Bran continued walking along the wall without looking back. "And, my father allowed me to climb the wall. You'll never know how beautiful the scenery is from the heights. Bai will be the master of Winterfell, but only I have seen the rolling hills and ravines outside Winterfell, and all the roofs within the walls!"

"What is there to be proud of risking your life to see the scenery!"

"Tch, you are so boring in black, I can't explain it to you, let's go."

The boy snorted, ignored Iger's shouts, and walked straight along the top of the wall to the guard room. Some people seemed to make him more excited, and the last short section actually used trotting.

The traverser was worried, he threw away his bow and arrow and walked out from the passage, walked around to the guard room and continued to stare at him.

Two armed guards just came out of the door of the guard room, and Iger greeted him as if he had caught a life-saving straw: "Your young master is on the roof, don't you care?"

"What?" The two guards were taken aback, and looked towards the roof, only to see their second young master running towards the first fort with bare feet.

……

"Hey, leave him alone." Guard A shook his head.

"We were originally ordered by Madam Stark in private. When we saw Mr. Bran climbing the wall, we tried to drive him down." Guard B sighed: "Who would have thought that the more we yelled and chased him, the faster he would run, it was almost overwhelming. We were like big kids playing cat and mouse with him."

"Just play, he wins every time." Guard A shrugged his shoulders: "On the contrary, we were frightened watching it down there. After several times, Jory told us to leave him alone, probably because of the meaning of the Duke. .”

"So, Brother Night Watchman, the Great Wall is so bitter, you can enjoy it when you come to Winterfell once in a while, and don't worry about our young master."

The two guards walked away with a smile, leaving only the ant-like passerby who was anxious to stay in place, watching the brat on the roof briskly ran across the ridge and climbed up to the first fort next to the ruined tower. , the figure was quickly blocked by the building of the guard room.

Iger stood still for a moment, gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, and walked towards the passage back to the old inner courtyard.The plan has been in a mess so far, but as long as we can think of a way to remind the siblings who entered the ruined tower in time for "exploration", everything will turn around.

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Chapter 24 Cersei - Jaime

"After wandering around for a long time, you picked such a 'good place'?"

"Dear old sister, we have visited the whole of Winterfell, and there is no one in this one place."

"But there is someone downstairs, he saw us, and you even talked to him! Could it be that you really came in and walked around before leaving?"

"Don't be afraid, if he dares to come in, I'll wring his neck." James pulled Cersei towards him, "And, don't you think, it's a good thing to have a night watchman 'watching' the two of us?" Is it exciting?"

"It's so dirty in here!"

"Take off the fur coat and lay it on the floor... Hurry up, don't hesitate."

"Damn it, let me go!"

……

The woman struggled, but in the end she couldn't hold back the man, and was hugged by him like a chick.

"You always act recklessly like this, and one day you will die from your own willfulness!"

"Maybe, my good sister is too charming." James said indifferently, "People will die sooner or later. Before that, you have to enjoy life."

"Don't make a lot of nonsense!"

"Okay, stop talking, since you are worried about the man in black downstairs, let's go and see him."

"What are you trying to do?" Cersei was pushed towards the window, startled: "You're crazy!"

"Don't worry, he can't see us."

The two pushed and came to the window. In the old inner courtyard below, the night watchman was still practicing shooting at the target one after another, without any intention of raising his head or entering the first fort.In fact, since the first castle was built in front of the two walls of Winterfell, the main consideration was military functions, so the window was extremely small. Even if Iger looked up from below, he could only see the Queen of the Seven Kingdoms standing in the window. He looked down at himself, and behind him stood the Kingsguard Jaime Lannister... As for what the two of them were doing, since their bodies from the neck down were covered by the window sill, it was impossible to judge.

***

"not worried?"

"You are simply a bastard." Cersei cursed angrily, but she had to admit that this exciting experience brought her a strange pleasure.But she didn't call him out just to make out with James today: "Don't think about these shitty things all day long, let me ask you, do you know if Stark promised Robert that guy?"

"Do you still need to ask? With our king's temperament, if he is rejected, he will have the face to stay in Winterfell for more than ten days, and go hunting happily?" James continued to move: "Soon, the imperial meeting And there will be a true northerner."

"I don't like this," Cersei said with a little worry on her face, "You should be the prime minister."

"Forgive me. I don't want to take on this kind of drudgery. There are many things I want to do."

"Can't you see the danger hidden behind?" Cersei turned around and pushed him angrily, but of course she didn't push him away. "Robert considers that fellow a brother."

"'Being' like a brother? If I remember correctly, Robert didn't even deal with his real brother." James smiled contemptuously. "But it's not his fault. With a brother like Stannis, whoever All sick to my stomach.”

"Don't be silly, Stannis and Renly are one thing, Eddard Stark is another, and Robert will do what he says! Both deserve hell, and I would have insisted if I had known He chose you as Hand... I always thought the Starks would reject him."

"Why do you hate Stark so much? Although I don't like these wolves, I'm lucky," James began to take off his windbreaker. For convenience, he didn't wear the armor of the Kingsguard today: "Gods, if Stark refuses, God knows if the king will ask his brother or that little finger to be Prime Minister. I would rather face an enemy of honor than an opponent who is ambitious and has no bottom line."