Game of Thrones: Holy Sword of Light

Chapter 9 The Flint Clan in the Forest
The area of ​​Skagos Isle is very large, as large as a quarter of the size of House Stark's self-dominance.

Judging from the fact that the entire Northern Territory is one-third the size of the Seven Kingdoms, Skagos Island is equivalent to at least thirty King's Landing City University.

The island is covered with thousands of years old forests, wild boars, wild deer, seals, sea lions, walruses, various blueberries, raspberries, berries, and birds' dung manure accumulated for thousands of years...

With a little reclamation, it can be used for farming.

There is no shortage of fertilizer!
"It's a bit like the Great Northern Wilderness, and it's more fertile than the Great Northern Wilderness."

Jon stared at the islands on the other side of the strait and thought, it doesn't take much effort to get there from Seal Bay, it takes about an hour by boat, such a good place...

In history, Brandon Stark IX defeated Skaggs Island and forbade the Skaggs to set foot on the North. The three clans on this island would no longer set foot on the North. Instead, they turned to activities outside the Great Wall... Even so, they still thrived. According to what Jon observed with the bird's vision, there were probably close to 5000 people.

Most of them maintain their primitive living conditions.

Except for using fire and planting oats and rye at will, the others are not much different from the savages...

Because it is so convenient to get food on that island.

The minds of people in Westeros are really... empty and fertile land and they don't know how to take care of it. In Jon's view, the people here are alcoholic, lazy, cruel, and warlike, but only focus on diligence and wisdom. Two points less.

If it was in Jon's original world, this fertile land would definitely become a fairyland on earth, Jiangnan beyond the Great Wall.

Farewell to Carter Pike, asking him to help him keep an eye on the settlements, and riding his white wolf, Jon walked towards the new land-grant forest, which was close to the Amber and Karstark houses and far from the last Hearth City is not far away.

In this vast forest, tens of thousands of mountain clans live. They live by fishing and hunting, and they farm very little land. live here.

"Friends under the light, I need your help..."

Jon sat on the white wolf. He closed his eyes and let himself relax physically and mentally. Soon, his vision began to fly in the wild. His thoughts bent over a goshawk and began to fly in the wilderness.

Not long after, in the sight of the goshawk, they found a group of mountain clans in the forest. They had a camp with a wide wooden fence, and the number of them was roughly 2000...

"Flint Clan!?"

To be precise, it is the Flint clan in the forest...

Although this clan is a mountain tribe, it has a very long history. They are descendants of the king of the first ancestors after the Great Wall was built. After King Flint of the ancestors was defeated by the Stark family, they were expelled and exiled, and split into Several branches are scattered among the mountains and forests.

The North treated them well, the Stark family had married them, and there was a commander-in-chief of the night watchman among them, but this commander-in-chief of Flint was considered to be the worst commander-in-chief in the history of the night watchman, Because he wants to be king beyond the wall...

According to legend, his efforts to this end nearly destroyed the Night's Watch...

Is that true?
Jon pursed his lips lightly. The people in the north are like running wolves, and they are rebellious by nature, let alone this kind of clan that used to be the king of the First Men?

The worst commander-in-chief is probably the most ambitious commander-in-chief of the Night Watch.

In Goshawk's view, there are more than 2000 people in this settlement, both men and women, and most of them are young and middle-aged. Because the northern border is cold, the population here has never been prosperous. It is not suitable for a large number of people to live in... Of course, the main reason is that these northerners do not understand that the land here is actually very fertile, and they do not know how to fertilize it. After the surplus, it was built by the nobles who were forced to pass from the north to prevent people from starving to death...

After confirming the direction, Jon withdrew his eyes, patted the white wolf's neck, and ran towards the place where the Flint clan gathered in the forest.

Unknown wild flowers can be seen everywhere in the northern border in midsummer.

Honey danced among the wildflowers, and these mountain clans gathered wild honey to make mead, a drink sweeter than wine and tastier than ale, and very popular.

The low bushes are full of blueberries and raspberries, all kinds of berries, women of the mountain clan wearing animal skins or rags, and children are picking berries in the bushes. Seeing Jon, these people are all vigilant, someone Start yelling.

They speak an ancient language, not the lingua franca of Westeros...

Jon looked at it now, it was a man riding a wolf, wearing leather armor, with a long sword and wand on his waist, no matter how he looked, he looked like a predator.

Yes, predators.

The wildlings beyond the Wall have many predators, some of them have the same druid ability as Jon, there is a wildling leader called the six-shapes, who owns two direwolves, a bear, and three birds, he likes it very much plunder other tribes.

There is also a savage leader named Big Daddy who likes to plunder other people's wives and daughters as wives...

Jon raised his "magic wand" which was the same size as a cane in his hand, and said silently in his heart: "Give me light!"

The magic wand inlaid with dragon crystal instantly emitted a faint light, which was also very conspicuous in the daytime. The soft light supported Jon, making him sitting on the white wolf look like a god...

Yes, the magic of this world is too low.

Use the root of the ancestral heart tree as a wand, inlaid with dragon crystals, to be able to use some relatively simple magic, and the magic power of dragon crystals is limited, so you have to change it every time you use it. Fortunately, there are a lot of obsidian in Dragonstone Island. Produced elsewhere.

"I carry the messenger of light, I hold the dawn of the long night."

"I have come from the light to be with the peoples."

"I offer gifts and salt, and seek the help of my friends..."

Humming songs in the Common Language, Jon slowly approached the camp of the Flint Clan like a bard. At this time, the swift-response Flint Clan warriors had gathered, and some of them wore worn-out bronze armor , and some were in leather armor, holding iron or bronze swords, and holding oaken shields, shouting and surrounding Jon.

"You are a wizard!?"

One of the burly Flint warriors yelled.

The Shanlin clan is aware of the existence of wizards and magic, and they also believe in wizards and magic. There are even many tribes outside the Great Wall that have witches and wizards. Wizards are usually healers, and they are highly respected in the tribe.

Among the Landmen, this is usually the job of a maester.

"I'm not a wizard, I'm a saint of light, bringing you light."

Jon smiled faintly, the wand in his hand exuded a more fiery light, the whole person was like an angel, and the white wolf also raised his hair and howled for a while.

The surrounding Flint clan people all stared wide-eyed, but put down all the swords in their hands.

"Where is your count?"

In Winterfell, the Stark family called the leader of the Flint clan the Earl. Jon didn't know whether the forest Flint clan was the main branch or a branch, but seeing that they were wearing bronze armor and even bronze swords, He is willing to lower his profile.

"Young man, you are from the Stark family!?"

Jon's modesty was echoed.

A tall old man with a strong figure and wearing an animal skin jacket walked out slowly holding a cane. He was supported by two women from the Flint clan on each side. The animal skin jacket was made as much as possible for the nobles of the territory. The gemstone buttons, the belt that can only be used by nobles, and the sword hanging around the waist show that this former leader of the descendant of the king of the ancestors is different from other mountain and forest clans.

"Yes, Lord Flint."

"But that was in the past. I have been granted the title of pioneer knight, and now my family is called Wright, which means light!"

"The night will come, but the light... will last forever!"

Jon grinned back.

Jon's words reminded Earl Flint of the "Long Night" catastrophe that lasted nearly a thousand years in the northern legend. ...

And now, winter is coming...

For the Shanlin clan and the savages, the Long Night of Eternal Winter is not a legend, not to mention that the Flint clan is the blood descendant of the first ancestor king, and every generation of them knows the rumor... The rumor of the White Walker is true.

"Young man, please come in."

Earl Flint waved his hand. In fact, he was called the leader internally, not the earl.

But count, the word is very good.

A woman brought bread and salt, which proved that the guests would be protected by the master. Jon dipped the bread in the salt, held his cane and smiled, and entered the first mountain tribe he had visited since he became a pioneer knight.

(End of this chapter)