Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

The soft light of dawn climbed up the land of the northern border, and Jon took a handful of water from the White Knife River to wash. It's been a while since I cleaned my beard, but my blushing face frozen by the river is still clear and fresh.

Jon sucked in the air hard, gritted his teeth, trying to relieve the chill, Jon didn't know where to take this group of wildlings, before these wildlings dragged the weak Jon, now Jon is their guide , Just along the river at least you don’t have to worry about the water source. If you’re lucky, you can catch a few fish from the river.

Jon learned from the wildlings that they had fallen too far behind, from the original hundreds of thousands to the tens of thousands when he was sick, and now seven or eight thousand, only excellent raiders and young and agile spearwives are still Follow in the footsteps of these pioneers.

The burden of food prevents them from turning back, which means that they need to give more time to the snow field, and also give their lives to a strange land.

Jon pulled the neckline down vigorously. His experience told him that clothes soaked in this environment can only be uncomfortable for a day. Just as Jon resisted the chill on his face, he made up his mind to take another handful of river water to clean his beard carefully. With a bang, a huge stone smashed into the river in front of Jon.

Jon stared forward with displeasure. This was the last thing he expected to happen. It was only a little bit better than slipping and falling into the water. He could already feel the river's intention to crystallize in his hair and turn into ice skates. He looks for the perpetrator of the prank.

That was a young spearwife, only sixteen or seventeen years old, with a smug smile on her lips. She was about the same age as Sansa, Jon thought, but the cold wind outside the Wall had written on her face. She has a lot of frostbite marks, she is about the same age, but she is not at all like Sansa, a nobleman who grew up in the castle. At least Sansa will not sit with her legs spread out on the stones of the river teeth, which is strictly forbidden by Madam Caitlin of.

Jon couldn't be bothered to embarrass a child younger than himself, so he could only lower his head and squeeze the moisture between the hair tips with water, and then took off the outermost cloak.

The savage girl's laughter attracted the attention of many savages, at least in such an empty situation, it was a kind of spiritual comfort for them, that is, only this Lord Crow would not attack on the spot.

The leader of the Thenns also noticed this, and he walked slowly through the resting wild crowd, towards the direction of the laughter.

"Listen kid, if the weak Lord Crow falls ill again, then you will be responsible for carrying him forward." Magnasty of the Thenn picked up the wildling girl who was laughing wildly from behind.

The corners of the spearwife’s mouth twitched, as if she was doing a wordless protest, “I didn’t say it once, put away your interest in having fun, if you have extra energy, you can find a way to hunt a shadow lynx, even if you don’t If you don’t mind, you can catch a mouse, so that the tribe can save one meal for dinner.” Sidi said while looking at the disaffected spearwife.

Jon held the water vigorously and washed his cheeks. The laughter of the savages made Jon temporarily forget the bitterness of the river. The fateful hatred made it difficult for these savages to change their attitude towards him in black, but he still tried his best to let them Survive, after all they just took care of themselves to heal not long ago.