Game of Thrones: I loaded the witcher system.

Chapter 269 Wake Up
Jon Snow didn't realize it until the world of dreams turned into a mass of grotesque fragments.

It turned out that I had been in a dream.

Then, his heart was firmly held inside by the big hand called fear.

"what!"

Jon Snow finally woke up from the nightmare and sat up subconsciously.

However, his good brother of the Night's Watch, "Drowsy Eddie," a fellow named Addison Tollett, was sticking his head some distance away from Jon's face, and seemed to be studying the sudden slumber. What the heck is wrong with Brothers of the Night's Watch.

So, with a very dull collision sound, Addison Tollett was directly stunned.

Staggering back, Addison Tollett tried to find a point of strength with both hands, and accidentally knocked down the bottles and cans on the table.

He himself, tripped by his receding feet, sat down on the ground.

Surprised by Jon Snow's voice just now and the movement on his side, several night watchmen rushed directly into the room.

Originally, everyone had nothing to do when they were sealed in the room of Castle Black by the blizzard. Jon Snow's strange lethargy aroused the interest of many people.

Several guys were on duty for him, so they would react so quickly when there was any movement here.

"Eddie, what's going on?"

Sir Alliser Thorne, as the coach of Castle Black, he has never believed that Jon Snow is really unconscious, and he has not been able to deal with the illegitimate son of the Stark family.

But later, even if he flicked Jon Snow's plum blossom needle with his hand, the latter didn't respond, not even frowning.

Alliser Thorne had to bitterly admit that Jon Snow was really in a coma.

There was nothing left and right, the heavy snow sealed everything, and he, the head coach of Castle Black, was completely idle.

This wasn't Harrenhal. There were halls large enough for soldiers to train indoors.

So he volunteered to be Jon Snow's paramedic.

In fact, he didn't take part in Jon Snow's nursing while he was unconscious.

He just likes to watch people he doesn't like make a fool of himself.

Originally thought that this kid would never wake up again, however, in just two days, things changed.

Alliser Thorne frowned, and walked up, regardless of Addison Tollett, who was sitting aside and his brain was still buzzing.

He came directly to Jon Snow, whose eyes were wide open, panting, and the frightened expression on his face had not faded. He folded his arms and carefully observed the guy who woke up with a loud cry.

"Yo, Master Xue Nuo, are you... having a nightmare?"

asked Alliser Thorne in an extremely mocking tone.

Jon Snow, who had just woken up from a dream, glanced at his hands in confusion, and was indifferent when he heard Alliser Thorne's words that would have made him angry.

"Dream……"

"Dream……"

"Dream!"

Jon Snow finally recovered his memory in the dream, and in an instant, his face that had just regained some blood turned pale in an instant.

He turned his head abruptly, his eyes fixed on Alliser Thorne, and it took him about two seconds to realize who it was.

But now, he can't care so much anymore.

So, covering his head, Addison Tollett, who was dizzy in front of the ninja's eyes, saw that the two most difficult guys in the past were actually grabbing each other's arms at this time.

Especially the boy Jon Snow, who had a strange expression on his face, and seemed to be using extra force in his hands.

Is this sleepy?

Don't you think that bastard Alliser Thorne is yourself?
Sad Eddie thought sourly.

But then, he knew how wrong he was, because his good brother Jon Snow finally spoke, the first whole sentence after he woke up.

他 说:

"Quick, quick! Help me to see the Commander-in-Chief, don't delay, there is something urgent!"

……

Harrenhal, in the lord's room of the Burning King Tower.

The strong smell of medicine, coupled with an uncomfortable smell of corruption, filled every inch of air in this spacious room.

The surviving northern nobles throughout Harrenhal, after Theon Greyjoy finished talking to them last time, knew that their majesty the king, Robb Stark, was lying here, dealing with death The struggle of life.

Regardless of whether Rob Stark is really capable of leading them, at least at this juncture, each of them hopes that Rob Stark can wake up.

All the soldiers' hearts would go back to their stomachs if they could see their King in the North again on the ramparts of Harrenhal in his heavy hide cloak.

Only in this way can the nobles properly command their soldiers to carry out this desperate defense of the city.

They had already cut off contact with the outside world, and all the ravens were shot and killed by the archers specially arranged by Lannister.

They don't know if there will be reinforcements, who will lead them, how many people there will be, or even none at all.

Everything is just a beautiful hope, and this kind of hope will slowly transform into an irreversible despair as time goes by.

After struggling on the hospital bed for two months, some important nobles in the northern border were notified to go to the lord's room in the Fenwang Pagoda.

They knew that the last moment had come.

And the moment they heard the news, their backs were wet with cold sweat that appeared for a moment.

They couldn't imagine how long Harrenhal, who lost the King of the North, and the remnants of the North who lost the King of the North, could last.

Is it true to surrender to Tywin Lannister, and to those Valemen who killed their own kin?

Northerners don't want to, really don't want to.

However, they still want to live.

Lord Jon Umber was the first to arrive at the door of the lord's room in the Burning King Tower.

At the gate, there are no guards.

No one is going to try to assassinate Robb Stark at this time.

Moreover, they couldn't appear here today, they had been driven away by Theon Greyjoy long ago.

"Squeak" pushed the door open.

Lord Jon Umber walked into a spacious room that was five times larger than the lord's room in Winterfell.

At first glance, he saw Theon Greyjoy leaning against the wall, silent, with red eyes and a long beard.

And then, he saw Robb Stark sitting on the edge of the bed, wrapped in a blanket.

Your Majesty has woken up!

Joan Amber's heart was filled with ecstasy. He originally thought that he was here to say goodbye to the king, but he didn't expect that he actually saw an awakened His Majesty the King.

It is really the gods who bless the northern border.

However, when he approached with joy, his heart skipped a beat involuntarily.

Because the King Rob Stark who woke up in front of him is really far from the King of the North in his impression.

Although Robb Stark is very impulsive at times, the vigor of the young man is still there.

They, the great nobles in the north, were also happy to hear the young king tell them about their future plans.

Although in many cases, it's just gibberish after drinking too much, but they like it, because it means that the king has ideas.

The Starks have ruled the North for thousands of years, and no one wants to shake their position.

But now, he was short of breath, his eyes were blood red, and his face was as pale as snow in the north.

Jon Amber could no longer find even the slightest trace of life in the withered body in front of him.

"His Majesty……"

Jon Amber opened his mouth, and after only one word, he didn't know what to say.

"Ah...it's Lord Amber."

Robb Stark turned his head slowly when he heard the voice.

With a tired look in his no longer clear eyes, he glanced at Jon Amber.

He smiled silently.

"His Majesty……"

Jon Umber spoke again, but was interrupted by Robb Stark shaking his head slightly.

I only heard the king of the north who woke up suddenly, but his body was already weakened, and said slowly:
"Lord Amber, listen to me first, is that okay?"

These words seemed to be discussed, but the heaviness in them made Jon Amber dare not refuse at all.

"Your Majesty, you said."

Robb Stark smiled.

He originally wanted to point to the seat next to him for the Earl of Last Hearth City to sit down, but this time he woke up and drained his last strength.

He doesn't even have the strength to raise his arms now.

Theon Greyjoy knew what Robb Stark meant.

So I inserted a sentence:
"Sit down, Lord Amber, His Majesty has something to tell you."

Jon Amber also understood, but his mind faltered and he didn't react for a while.

Turning around, he nodded to Theon Greyjoy, and then he sat down in front of Robb Stark.

He already had a premonition of what Robb Stark was going to tell him.

Slowly closing the door as Theon Greyjoy exited the room.

The room fell silent all of a sudden.

In the past, this silence would last for a long time, but now, Rob Stark has no more time and energy.

He must make sure to explain everything that needs to be explained before he falls into a coma next time.

Some arrangements, some ideas, must be taken by him, the King of the North who can still breathe.

While he was still breathing, the crown was always on his head.

Then, it is his responsibility to arrange these things.

"Lord Jon Umber."

"I am here, Your Majesty."

Robb Stark twitched his lips.

"No need for this, the serious time has been too long, and at this moment, I think our conversation can be relaxed."

"Master Amber, the reason why I asked Theon to go out, can you understand what I mean?"

Jon Umber glanced at the tightly closed door and nodded slightly.

At this time, His Majesty Rob's mind became clearer, and he realized that only people from the north are trustworthy.

"I understand Your Majesty."

"Well, it's good to understand... My body is not perfect, but it doesn't matter, the Stark family is not a lone wolf."

"When I return to the embrace of the gods, you must try your best to support me."

"I believe that Clay Mandalay will organize a counteroffensive force in the north."

"I hope you can hold out until the moment Clay Manderly comes to the rescue."

"I don't want my own death to be seen by that old Tywin Lannister. Can you help me, Lord Jon Amber?"

When Robb Stark talked about his own death, his tone was very calm.

Obviously, he already knew the result.

Outside the window, thick clouds and snowflakes finally descended on Harrenhal.

(End of this chapter)