Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

"Woo~ woo~ woo."

"That's the rallying call for the Dragonstone fleet," Monterey called, sitting on the rail of the boat.

"Where are they going?" asked Rickon Stark, shaking his legs.

"Perhaps to avenge Miss Margery's brother. The bachelors of Sea Dragon Tower privately said that Loras died in the northern border." Monterey expressed his judgment, seeing Rickon bowing his head as if thinking something Thinking, Monterey followed up and said, "Don't worry, he didn't die at Stark's hands."

"Why are you still here, Lord Sam is looking for you everywhere." Sansa lifted her skirt and tiptoed onto the plank, and jumped into the cabin.

"Lord Green didn't mean to stop the Sea Dragon Tower from working during the funeral."

"Tyrell's fleet has been away for two days, hurry up!" Sansa urged.

"I wish there were funerals every day!" muttered Monterey, who had jumped off the stern.

After a while Sansa took them to Sea Dragon Tower.

"The bachelors must still be resting. Sansa, you must remember wrongly. Usually at this time, they have already been talking to each other. We can hear it when we cross the gate, but now it is quiet." Monterey complained.

When the three children gently stepped into the Sea Dragon Tower, there were only a few sporadic bachelors flipping through the table.

A woman was sitting at a table reading carefully, and Rickon noticed her.

"Go find a place to sit down first, and I'll ask Lord Sam." Sansa said as she walked deeper into Sea Dragon Tower.

Rickon poked Monterey's thigh with his finger, and then signaled with his mouth that Monterey should look where he should look.

Monterey took a few glances and then leaned over, leaning against the forbidden woman's side and looking at the reading material.

That was the chemical industry that troubled me the most. Monterey's rough personality had destroyed many containers in the Sea Dragon Tower, and it was often accompanied by the disdainful eyes of the bachelors and Sam's disappointment.

Rickon put one leg on it, then climbed onto the bench with both hands for support, standing on the bench and leaning his head forward to make up for his lack of height.

"Who are you?" Questioning voices came from Monterey and the woman almost at the same time.

Monterey was surprised that the maesters were willing to let an elderly woman into Sea Dragon Tower. Although the maesters had never exposed anything in front of the three children, they could see the disgust on the maester's face. He knew that if it wasn't Aristocrats who have been shut out with clubs or torn apart with bad words.

Ellie Hightower looked at this tall and straight silver-haired boy who was over ten years old. Ellie stood up from the bench, and he had already reached her shoulders.

"Ellery." The woman stared at Monterey with blazing eyes.

"How did you get in?"

"The bachelor said that the books in Sea Dragon Tower are very interesting. Now it seems that they are very fresh. Don't be curious. I have already obtained the consent of the lord." The woman said kindly, "What about you? Silver-haired, Targaryen." The woman tilted her head and looked up and down.

"Monterey, Monterey Velaryon, his name is Rickon from the Starks." Monterey pointed to the young Stark who was already sitting on the table.

"Velaryon," the woman repeated softly.

"Have you tried to tame a dragon of your own?" the woman asked eagerly.

"Young dragons all live on the hanging beams on the top of the Stone Drum Tower and in the valley behind the Stone Drum Tower. There are soldiers guarding there. You can hardly see them except when the dragons are eating. The older dragons have already followed the fleet. Fly away, they are not like caterpillars that can be won by bones."

"However, the fishermen on Chaotou Island told me that a group of special savages came to Chaotou Island. They were bigger than the city gate, and they were accompanied by a group of huge elephants. He said that he saw such a huge elephant last time. When the living thing was King Robert's wedding tourney, the city-state of Essos shipped an elephant as a wedding present for the king."

"They're stationed on my land now, and if I can ride on the shoulders of a giant, then he's riding an elephant, cheep."

"It will definitely be much bigger than a giant dragon by then." Monterey said on a whim.

"Rickon, come down!" Sansa looked at Rickon, who was sitting on the table listening to the Monterey hype, fascinated.

"Ma'am." Sam squeezed his slightly bloated body to salute the woman.

"Ser Sam, eldest son of House Tully," began the lady.

"Ma'am, I am a night watchman. Ma'am can just call me Sam. Night watchmen don't have titles."

Sam replied humbly.

"Night watchman? The night watchman should be on the Great Wall."

"I have sworn that I have never forgotten my mission, but I should stay here more than the Great Wall. The northbound fleet took away not a moving fireplace. As long as Lord Grimm puts the crystal on it, it can give Castle Black It brings warmth, and can even be used for cooking, so the steward doesn't have to brave the snow and wind to dig dead branches in the forest outside, and Maester Aemon's blanket won't be set alight by the fire." Sam said with a confident face .

The woman looked at Sam, this bloated and short fat man with a scraggly beard, and saw in him the same stubbornness as Randyll Tarly. His father never flattered him in the High Court lord's meeting. , and always the first to object to her husband Metz's hypocritical proposals.

"Where did the others go? They're going to be later than the three brats!" Sam looked at the scattered people in the hall and said to the nearest scholar.

"I asked them to go out and argue with both hands. Compared with endless oral debates, I believe in some practical things. After all, although these books are novel, they also have contradictions." The woman picked up one as she spoke.

"Although it perfectly described why the wine in Qingting Island is so sweet, and explained the coldness in the northern region, but it seems that it can't explain the long night and midsummer, and the constant seasons mentioned in the book seem to be inapplicable here." Ai Leli spoke while holding a book in one hand.

"Ma'am, have you ever seen the long night?" Sam asked.

"Never, since I was born, Westeros has not experienced a long night, but everyone in Westeros knows the long night, and that is just a legend on this continent."

"Madam, let's put aside the records about the books for now, but when you set foot on the Great Wall yourself, you will definitely believe it."