The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 300 Negotiations
Inside Castle Black, the wildling messengers who had been rampant before had already been detained, leaving only the nobles in the north and the night watchman looking at each other.

After Maester Aemon's description just now, they had already assumed the existence of the Horn of Winter in their hearts, but they didn't know what to do for a while.

After all...even if the Horn of Winter is real, who can guarantee that the one in Mance's hand is the real one?
But as the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand things, just in case!

But even if Mance really blew the horn of winter, he finally relied on the power of magic to cause the Great Wall of Despair, which has been passed down for thousands of years, to collapse, and the army of savages passed through the Great Wall.

He is so confident, can the hundreds of thousands of savages who use stone tools fight against the nearly [-] well-equipped southerners?
As early as a few days ago, Ed had already received the news that King's Landing City was about to send reinforcements to support it, and even his good brother Robert would personally march.

And since it was a letter delivered by a raven, the current Robert must have arrived at Winterfell soon, and he will be on the Great Wall soon, right?

What's more, although the number of troops who came to support was only [-] soldiers, they were all well-equipped southern soldiers unlike the northern border where supplies were scarce!
Both the Valley and the Stormlands are areas rich in high-quality iron ore and skilled craftsmen, so even some low-level sergeants who have made military exploits have a chance to obtain plate armor.

In contrast, the savages couldn't even defeat the relatively poorly equipped northern border, let alone those southern fighters.

In this case, even if Mance could really blow the horn of winter, the wildling army would only end in perish.

He must have something else to rely on, but what exactly?

Thinking of this, Ed couldn't help but look at the white-haired woman who was drinking happily with a glass not far away and asked:
"What do you think, Ciri?"

"Googling~ I'll sit and watch."

At this time, Ciri was busy toasting with the surrounding night watchmen, her face was flushed with the blush from drunkenness, obviously she drank a lot.

During this period of time, she has been staying on the Great Wall to assist the Night Watchmen against the wildlings. With her superb swordsmanship and sunny and cheerful personality, she immediately gained the favor of most Night Watchmen.

And in order to attract the Wild Hunt to chase her to the Great Wall, Ciri did not shy away from using the blood of the ancients on the battlefield, so she also received the title of "White Witch" from the wildlings.

"I don't know much about the history on your side, so I don't have any opinion."

After drinking all the beer in his mouth, Ciri asked curiously while inserting a piece of barbecue from the plate:

"But I'm even more curious about the White Walker that the messenger said. If I remember correctly, isn't that the creature in the Old Nan's story?"

During the two months of recuperation in Winterfell, she was often taken care of by an experienced old nanny in her daily life, so she naturally learned a lot of local legends from her.

It was from the mouth of the old nan that Ciri was able to learn about the thousands of years of love and hatred between wildlings and night watchmen, as well as various legends about ghosts and giants.

Hearing Ciri mention the White Walkers, Alyssa, who was already upset with Ciri because the Great Wall doesn't welcome women, couldn't help but spit and mocked:

"Do you really believe those savages' nonsense? First, the Horn of Winter, who didn't know the truth, then the White Walkers in the legends, and then even the giant dragon that has disappeared for hundreds of years is coming to the Great Wall? "

"We all saw the giant appearing in the forest outside the Great Wall. Who knows what kind of monster exists in the land of eternal winter. Do we have to wait until he appears in front of you?"

Facing Alyssa's questioning, Ciri, who was already drunk, couldn't help but start to retaliate, apparently already displeased with this vitriolic and wretched man.

After all, she came from a wizarding world full of magic and twisted monsters, so she believed in the legends of Old Nan and Maester Aemon.

In her opinion, those strange ghosts are a group of mutant vampires who can use ice magic. What's so strange?

"What do you know about smart brats? Do you mean that our night watchman's patrol outside the Great Wall is not enough?!"

However, for Alyssa, Ciri's words were simply an insult to the night watchman rangers who often haunted the land beyond the Great Wall.

In his opinion, Ciri was mocking them for not knowing enough about the world beyond the Great Wall, it was simply mocking the glory of the Night Watchman!

Although Alyssa is rigid and mean, it does not mean that he does not recognize his identity as a night watchman.

In his opinion, although most of the members of the Night Watch are illegitimate children and criminals, they can be regarded as a barrier for the entire Westeros to resist the threat of wildlings.

This kind of glory cannot be tarnished by a white-haired woman of unknown origin who is suspected of being a Targaryen remnant!
"Stop arguing, the most important thing now is not to argue whether the White Walkers exist or not, but whether to agree to the conditions of those wildlings!"

Seeing that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the scene, Mr. Xiong hurriedly used his prestige to change the topic, and then asked everyone in the field.

Hearing this, Alyssa and other old-school night watchmen insisted that the wildlings should not be allowed to cross the Great Wall, because such behavior would tarnish the glory of the night watchmen for thousands of years.

Maester Aemon thought that he could meet with Mance first, at least to ensure that the information about the Horn of Winter and the White Walkers was true or false.

The two factions held their own arguments, and each had their own reasons, so even Old Xiong couldn't make up his mind, so he could only turn his gaze to Ed and asked:
"The northern border has always been the biggest supporter of the night watchman. I think this issue can be consulted with the guardian of the northern border."

Seeing that Xiong Lao actually kicked the ball on him, Ed, who has always been upright, couldn't help being slightly taken aback, and then said directly:

"In this case, then I will meet with the oath-breaker of the night watchman, and find out whether the so-called hole card of that guy is true or not."

"no!"

"That's the guy who betrayed his oath, how could he put you in danger?"

Hearing that Ed actually planned to meet Mance, everyone in the room stood up in panic and prepared to dissuade them, but Ed waved his hand and refused:

"Although I don't know whether what Mance said is true or not, we must not put the Great Wall in danger for such a small possibility.

Maester Aemon also said just now that there are many documents proving that the Horn of Winter is real, so I should at least go and see for myself whether it is true or not, right? "

Looking at the resolute Duke Ed, even Alyssa, who has always been at odds with these outsiders, couldn't help secretly marveling at the courage shown by the other party.

Even Ciri regained her sobriety. After wiping her lips, she comforted the worried nobles and lords in the northern region:

"Don't worry, if something really happens, I will use magic to take Duke Ed away without worrying about the Duke's safety."

Seeing Ciri with a confident face, everyone who was still worried recalled the figure that wreaked havoc on the battlefield like a ghost not long ago, so they all relaxed.

After all, the nickname of 'White Witch' is not only a satire of those wildlings on Ciri, but also out of fear of Ciri's magic!

As long as Ciri can go together, then everything will be fine... right?

————A few days later, the Great Wall of Despair

"Can we really only go down through this hanging basket? It looks so dangerous. Why can't we go through the tunnel?"

On the city wall, Ed and Ciri were accompanied by everyone to the edge of the city wall. Seeing the crumbling basket in front of them in the cold wind, Ciri couldn't help swallowing.

After all, although she can rely on the time and space ability of the ancient blood to land safely, she may not be able to guarantee that Ed can enter her portal in time during this period!
Mr. Xiong scratched his head in embarrassment. He also knew that the hanging basket did not look very reliable, but he still introduced it seriously:
"Ahem, don't worry, the ropes of this hanging basket are all new, and the basket was just bought from the River Bend in the past few decades, so don't worry about the quality."

Hearing this, not to mention Ciri, even the northern jazz who came to see him off had a look of panic on his face.

creak creak ~
And the hanging basket also made a strange noise at the right time, which made Lao Xiong's face even more embarrassing.

There is no way, after all, usually the night watchmen have always traveled to the land beyond the Great Wall through the tunnel below, so such less commonly used facilities will not be repaired.

"After all, we also need to prevent those giants from launching a surprise attack when we open the tunnel, so using a hanging basket is the safest and most reliable method."

Although Ed also felt a wave of uneasiness in his heart, he finally took Ciri to the unreliable hanging basket, and then slowly lowered down the Great Wall under the worried eyes of everyone.

Along the way, Ciri was observing the sliding rope at the top, and at the same time chatted with Ed, who was holding on to the handrail tightly:

"I have to say that the facilities in this Great Wall are even older than Kaer Morhen's equipment. Maybe I should let Vesemir come here to retire. He must like it very much."

"Vesemir? Is that the old witcher who taught you swordsmanship and herbal medicine?"

After hearing Ciri's complaints, Ed also began to chat with him about the past when Ciri lived in Kaer Morhen.

During the time spent in Winterfell and Ciri, the entire Stark family was full of curiosity about the life in another world full of unknowns and adventures that Ciri described.

Especially Jiong En is very interested in those demon hunters with extraordinary strength and who can use all kinds of simple magic.

If it wasn't because of his age that he couldn't do the Grass Trial, Jon would have given up on his dream of becoming the Night's Watch long ago, hugged Ciri's thigh and begged Ciri to take him to Kaer Morhen.

Even so, Bran and Rickon, who were relatively young, were also attracted by the story of the witcher, pestering Ciri every day, hoping that the other party could take him to Kaer Morhen.

Recalling the happy time when everyone lived in Winterfell, Ed couldn't help showing a warm smile on his face.

"Shirley, if one day the Wild Hunt is no longer your threat, can you take Bran and the others to the world of the witcher and show them the world?"

"This...isn't very good, aren't they your heirs?"

Hearing that Ed actually planned to let him take the young masters of the Stark family to play in his own world, Ciri couldn't help being a little surprised.

Having traveled to several worlds, Ciri has also met various princes and nobles, so naturally she also has some ridiculous requests:

For example, some people hope to obtain eternal life, and some people hope to obtain the power of her bloodline, and there are even precious things that are simply greedy for her body!

Faced with these unreasonable demands, Ciri usually chooses to use the ancient blood to leave that world, and then directly closes the portal leading to that world.

For such a polite request from Ed, Ciri couldn't find a reason to refuse for a while.

After all, the Stark family is like a savior to her. The two sides have been in trouble together for so long, and they have long been regarded as friends.

What's more, such a request... doesn't seem too much, does it?
"I promise you, if one day the threat of the Wild Hunt is really resolved, then I will personally take Robb Jon and the others to Kaer Morhen as guests, and treat them with the best meals!"

"Then I'll wait for the good news."

Seeing the hanging basket that was about to reach the bottom of the Great Wall, and the savages who seemed to be waiting for a long time in the distance, Ed put away the smile on his face and touched the saber at his waist instead.

Everything in the future is imaginary, only the meeting with Mance right now is the most important thing!

After a while, the two came to the place where they had a meeting with Mance:
Beneath a century-old weirwood with a carved human face.

Ed didn't know why Mance chose such a place for the meeting, and he was relieved when he saw the few wildling guards around Mance.

After all, there are endless snowfields and dead trees all around, even the savages who are hiding ambushes will be exposed in an instant, and there is no possibility of ambush each other.

At least from the number of people brought by the other party, it can be seen that Mance should really want to negotiate, right?

"I saw the family emblem of the direwolf. If I remember correctly, you should be Brandon Stark, right?"

After bringing Ed and Ciri closer, Mance's voice came through the cold wind, immediately making Ed's face a little ugly.

Brandon Stark is Ed's brother who was burned to death by wildfire by the last mad king of the Targaryen family in the early days of the Usurper War, and he is also the first heir to Winterfell.

However, as his father and elder brother were brutally murdered by the Mad King, the seat of Winterfell also fell to Ed.

Although Ed didn't know whether Mance did it on purpose or if he really didn't know, he still explained angrily:
"Brandon is my deceased brother, and I am Eddard Stark, Warden of the North and Duke of Winterfell."

"Oh~ sir, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

After hearing Ed's explanation, Mance showed a fleeting apology on his face, but then he looked at Ciri next to him and asked:

"Then this must be the mother of your illegitimate child. I remember that illegitimate child is called... Jon Snow?"

(End of this chapter)