Lynn was quite happy to see that it was her.

It wasn't that I was happy that the other party finished the sword so quickly, but rather that Kuna was much better than the others in terms of hygiene and appearance. At least her face was always clean, unlike the other free people who were covered in dust, and she didn't have any body odor from not bathing or changing clothes for a long time.

Just as he was about to ask about the secret to maintaining hygiene in the freezing cold, Kuna suddenly walked up to him, knelt down on one knee, and raised the sword in her hand above her head.

She spoke in a trembling Common tongue:

"Kuna Amber from the Last Hearth offers her eternal loyalty to the true dragon blood."

Lynn was slightly taken aback after hearing this, and subconsciously turned to the side to avoid it.

He didn't know what the Last Hearth was, but he was prepared for someone to mistake him for a Targaryen, since everyone on the continent knew that only those with Targaryen blood could tame dragons.

So he prepared his speech in advance.

"Get up first."

Lynn took the reworked hilt and scabbard from the Dark Sisters, sat back down in the thick fur-covered chair, and placed the longsword across her knees.

He stroked the newly made, greyish-white, translucent fish-skin scabbard, and said thoughtfully to Kuna, who had just stood up:

"You must have heard the rumors about me. Those rumors haven't been fully refuted by time, so they shouldn't be too exaggerated now. I can assure you that most of them are true."

"I am not of Targaryen blood, nor do I intend to steal their family name. If it's because of dragons, I can only tell you that in ancient Valyria, there were once dozens of families that could ride dragons."

Kuna was somewhat surprised, but the wind and snow of the North had tempered her mind, and her single eye always held a firm resolve.

"grown ups,"

She referred to Lynn using a word rarely used in the Arctic:

"Aegon the Conqueror unified the six kingdoms in just two years with his dragons and a small number of soldiers. You have dragons and the even more warlike Thern clan. Perhaps the next dynasty will be named after you."

Lynn shook his head:

"Aegon has three adult dragons, while my dragons are too small and will take decades to grow; Aegon's family has a deep foundation and has been operating on Dragonstone for over a century, while Thane has his own Magna and is not my vassal, and I have no intention of ruling anyone."

In fact, the thought of medieval cities and castles filled with garbage and excrement, offering no living experience or enjoyment, made Lynn feel that he wouldn't even want to be the king if he were given the throne.

It's hard for those who haven't experienced it to understand what it's like to be a king in an era of low productivity and limited information.

Lynn was fortunate enough to see in Bloodraven's memories that it was common for government orders not to leave King's Landing, taxes not to be collected, lords to outwardly comply but inwardly defy, and rebellions to break out one after another.

If it weren't for Blood Raven's ability to build a vast spy network through the Green Prophet, the Targaryen rule would likely have collapsed much sooner.

Lynn, having traveled from a world of extreme material abundance, observed that the King of Westeros's material life was even less comfortable than that of wealthy merchants in the Free Cities across the Narrow Sea.

Kuna bit her lip, clearly deep in thought.

Seeing her so enthusiastically encouraging him, Lynn couldn't help but ask with some curiosity:

"Kuna Amber, I've heard Nemo mention your background, and I admire your indomitable will. But I truly don't understand why you're encouraging me to fight for the throne?"

Kuna paused for a moment, then suddenly started to cry.

"My lord," she knelt down again and said in a sorrowful voice:

"A war for kingdoms is raging south of the Wall. I've heard that five kings are fighting each other, including my former family's lords, the Starks, the Lords of the North."

"Most of the soldiers in the North have followed the Starks south, leaving the Wall undefended and virtually impossible to stop Mance. Once the Free Men cross the Wall, all the people of the North will face an unprecedented catastrophe, including my family."

Lynn knew about this matter. Blood Raven, for his own reasons, paid close attention to the situation in the kingdom and had a lot of related memories.

Kuna continued her story:

"My family has lived in Last Hearth for generations. It is the closest castle in the Seven Kingdoms to the Wall, which is why I was abducted by raiders. My father was Morse Umber—the merchant Gavin brought me news the year Lyanna was born that my two brothers died in the war to overthrow the Targaryen dynasty, at the Battle of the Trident, or so he said."

"Therefore, I am my father's last child, and my only wish in this life is to see him one last time and then entrust my daughter to him... if he still acknowledges me."

Kuna's words were almost overflowing with sorrow, and the person standing behind her began to sob softly; she must be Kuna's daughter, Lyanna.

"I understand what you mean, but the Free People's attack on the Wall is unstoppable. You know, once the army of the dead arrives, there will be no place for the living north of the Wall. I've seen those things with my own eyes."

"The Freemen can't just sit and wait to die. If, as you say, the Wall is almost impossible to hold, then what you can do is follow Mans closely and try to build a bridge between the family and the Freemen."

Lynn stroked his chin and offered advice, but Kuna shook her head.

"The conflict between the Northerners and the Free People cannot be resolved through language."

She pulled down her blindfold, revealing dark, empty eye sockets.

"For thousands of years, savages have crossed the Great Wall to burn, kill, plunder, and rape women. Girls who cannot be taken with them will even be blinded."

"The Night's Watch also drove out and hunted the wildlings day after day, and the hatred between the two sides was higher than the Wall and harder than ice."

"The savages are undisciplined and unproductive. They are currently obeying Mans because the threat of death outweighs their so-called pride. But once they reach south of the Wall, Mans's rule will immediately collapse."

"More than 100,000 wildlings will devour the entire North like locusts, and Hearthglen will be the first castle to fall. They don't know how to conquer or cultivate; they only know how to plunder what's readily available. The North is vast but barren, and its limited resources cannot possibly feed them."

This problem was truly unsolvable. Even with his knowledge and vision far ahead of his time, Lynn could not come up with a feasible solution.

Unless he can conjure food out of thin air, the drawbacks of time travel without a system become apparent.

"So what's the point of you telling me all this? As things stand, the whole thing is practically a dead end."

Lynn said helplessly.

It's understandable that Kuna is attached to her family and the people of the North, and some of the Free Men certainly deserve to die, but it's not right to block everyone outside the Wall and hand them over to the White Walkers as an army.

Raiders were a minority; not all savages could cross the Great Wall. Only the elite of the elite could do so. Most savages had never seen this massive ice wall in their lives. They were simply barbaric and backward, forced to migrate south for survival.

"You have dragons, the respect of the Thane people, and the praise of the free people for your righteous reputation."

Kuna's voice became firm again:

"If you raise your banner, the people of the North may accept the rule of the new Dragon King; even the wise among the wildlings will kneel before death, and they are not always as tough as they claim."

"Given enough time, the subjugated savages can learn to fend for themselves and become your subjects. The North is vast; we can always find land to settle them."

Lynn couldn't help but look at Kuna with new respect. Although many of the things she described were just castles in the air, they were undoubtedly a line of thought.

"Didn't you say that the Northerners and the Free Folk have a blood feud?"

Lynn pointed out the biggest flaw: compared to this, it sounded more feasible to make the Northerners accept the Dragon King's rule and to make the Freemen kneel.

No matter the world, ethnic hatred is always the trigger and catalyst for bloodshed and turmoil.

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