Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 213 Shadow Killer

Jon Snow is also sincerely happy for Tumblestone's victory.

Almost no killings were caused, [-] rebels were captured without a fight, and even most of the buildings in Tengshi Town were preserved.

This is true forgiveness.

The king's latest military order to him was a similar instruction, to fight and to forgive.

Of course, what Jon values ​​most is fighting.

In this respect, Tengshi Town is also a good reference object.

So after receiving the notification, Jon checked the battle video for the first time, carefully studying each scene, not only excited and fascinated as a spectator, but also as a student to gain knowledge and experience.

Tactics and equipment cooperate with each other, and intelligence and action are closely linked to easily defeat the enemy.

It is indeed a demonstration battle.

Although there was a small regret in the end, it still did not hinder the brilliant results of the entire battle.

A total of 3 people, nearly half of the troops in the river bend were lost here.This also means that the area east of Bitter Bridge has lost its barrier, and the army can easily capture and regain a large area of ​​land.

Countless victories and glory are waiting to be picked.But it doesn't matter much to him, the king's arrangement for him is not in the west.

From last night to now, Jon Snow stood on the top of the tower of Griffin's Roost, thinking for a long time.

The sun has risen in the sky.

He saw forests and fields in the distance, all land.

It was strange that Theon Greyjoy's subtle expressions and words not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind, full of conspiracy and trickery.

What do you think that guy is doing?
Jon shook his head, putting aside these unnecessary thoughts.

Now I have work to do.

"The reinforcements at sea are about to arrive, make all preparations and set off in the afternoon." Jon Snow gave the order.

Behind him, the old maester of Griffin's Roost was the only audience.

But the people scattered all over the castle have already acted on their own, hurrying to complete the final work and preparing for the real battle.

The old maester understood why.

The light curtain connects people together in an unprecedented closeness, forming a kind of whole, like the combination of brain and hands and feet.

Compared with those simple violence, what the old scholar valued most was actually the light curtain.

flame?light?cure?It is nothing more than a more powerful sword or gold coin, which can create stronger disasters or favors, and the rules of the world will not change.

Only the light curtain.

The great abundance of knowledge and information, the intimate and in-depth communication of human groups will benefit the world, and civilization and knowledge will advance rapidly...

This is the real power to change the world.

Although he can't imagine a clear future like that, the old bachelor firmly believes that it's not just as monotonous as it is now, and that the light curtain has more potential...

Hey~
The new task on the light curtain is ringing.After reading the content, the old bachelor was a little surprised.

Since writing those letters, the consul Jon Snow sent by the king has put him on the shelf as a bachelor, and has no important assignments.

but now.

The old bachelor couldn't help looking at Jon's back and asked, "My lord, do you want me to stay and manage Griffin's Roost?"

Jon turned around with a smile on his face, "Master Kemeng, don't you want to?"

The old bachelor Ke Meng was slightly taken aback, this was the first time Jon Snow called his name. "No, my lord, I'd be happy to oblige. But, I thought..."

Ke Meng paused, not knowing how to continue.

"Master Ke Meng, you are wrong. I never regarded you as an enemy."

Jon took two steps closer, "Your Majesty is the true king of all Westeros, and you are a bachelor sworn to serve the people of the Seven Kingdoms. Do I have so little confidence in your integrity?"

Jon said sincerely: "We are like-minded friends."

Ke Meng was speechless, so he bowed slightly.

It is true.But from the bottom of his heart, the old bachelor Ke Meng still couldn't completely accept the status quo.

The Clintons are still under house arrest.

Jon's attitude towards the old maester was not surprising.He opened the light curtain and used the modification authority authorized by the king.

Hey~
The crisp sound made Ke Meng subconsciously shift his attention to the light curtain.

The next moment, his eyes widened.

"This! My lord, it shouldn't be like this, it's all over, this..."

Jon walked up to him and patted Ke Meng on the shoulder, "In order to surprise you, I quietly applied for a bachelor's position at the King's Landing Academy for you. Unexpectedly, after the review, they would give you It was a huge surprise for me.”

Ke Meng stared at the ground, trembling slightly.

"King's Landing Academy doesn't ask people to give up their names," Jon continued. "So, should I call you Master Kermun Baratheon?"

The dossier records him.

The youngest son of King Robert's grandfather, Lord Lyonor Baratheon the Laughing Storm, Komun of the Commoners.

It is said that the Duke of Leonor bestowed upon him his surname.

Ke Meng sighed deeply, "No, my lord. If you must, just call me Ke Meng Storm. Please change it back, it's just a rumor."

Among the personal information on the light curtain, the word "Baratheon" was so eye-catching and out of place.

He had never dreamed of Storm's End or the Buck Banner.

Jon is kind enough to change Maester Kermun's last name back to "Storm".

"Even so, with your ability and character, it's perfect for guarding Griffin's Roost." Jon returned to the topic, "I have to lead the team myself, and I can rest assured only if you keep the castle running."

Ke Meng glanced at the light curtain again.In just a quarter of an hour, he became a member of King's Landing Academy, with a surname that should have been buried in the past.

What else can be done?

King Joffrey was about to win all of the Seven Kingdoms by brilliant victory after victory, and Griffin's Roost was just an insignificant pile of rocks in it.How could the king doubt the loyalty of Griffin's Roost?
"Willing to serve His Majesty." He could only agree.

Jon nodded in satisfaction, "Please rest assured, during my tenure, Griffin's Roost will only get glory and victory!"

Jon had a look of high spirits.

The old bachelor Komon stared at his face in a daze, and recalled an image, "My lord, I know Lord Jon Connington. You and him have more than just the same name."

Jon Snow smiled, "It is said that my father named me after Prime Minister Jon Arryn."

But he also knew Jon Clinton.

Former Earl of Griffin's Roost, Hand of the King to Aerys II, exiled for his defeat at the Battle of the Bells and freeing the rebellious Duke Robert Baratheon, rumored to have died in Esso Sri Lanka.

Being similar to him, why doesn't it look like a blessing?Pure emotion, or cryptic exhortation?
Jon laughed to himself.I'm too sensitive.

"set off!"

He gave orders to his Sixth Regiment and the temporarily formed First Marine Regiment of the Royal Fleet.

"Definitely!"

More than 2000 people dived into the mountains and marched north...

On the second night, they saw the bright campfire and heard the noise of people.

Arrived.

Jon Snow gripped the flaming sword, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

……

Inside Storm's End.

Joffrey stroked the pregnant belly of Priestess October softly.

Starts warm and smooth.

Who would have imagined that this is not a cute new life, but a hideous and terrifying shadow killer?

(End of this chapter)