Sword and Magic and Taxi

Samwell Tarly was sweating profusely as he held a potion that was like lava in his hand. He was afraid that he would accidentally shake his hand and drop the potion on the ground. If this was dragon fire potion, then a small bottle would be enough to kill everyone around it.

Lord Randyll Tarly, Sam's father, once told him about the power of dragonfire potion. During the reign of Mad King Aerys Targaryen, he recruited dragonfire warlocks into the palace to create dragonfire potions for him. He once witnessed Ned Stark's father and brother being burned to death by dragonfire potion in front of the Iron Throne. This also caused the princes of the world to fear the Targaryen family and began to look for ways to overthrow them.

The two men were melted, like copper falling into molten steel. Sam still remembered his father's expression at that time, and Lord Landau, who had always been fearless, would also show a look of fear. Although the people have melted away, it seems that they are not dead and their souls are still there. Their pitiful shouts continue to sound, and as the flames rise, they become even louder and louder...

Zhao Mai saw Sam's nervousness, so he reached out and took the potion. Don't worry, this thing won't light up at all, and it'll be fine if you eat it. It's not a dragon fire potion after all, it's a bit more advanced than that.

Curiosity aroused, Jon asked: Is this used to treat your disease?

It helps me deal with the situation at hand, but it doesn't cure the disease. It's actually an ointment for weapons. You can apply it to the blade of a knife, or soak an arrow in it. Then your weapon will have flames. The power lasts for about ten minutes. However, there are disadvantages. Sharp weapons such as swords will be softened by the influence of flames and can easily break. Only blunt weapons such as war hammers are less affected.

He took some of the potion in his palm, and as he said, it didn't hurt his hand at all, and it was like a slime ointment. Zhao Mai smeared the red jelly on his chest, rubbed it vigorously, and saw flames rising and burning along his chest.

It's okay, this flame does not burn living things. Zhao Mai waved his hand: This is the fire of pure life, coming from the natural force, not the fire of elements, nor the fire of magic.

It's amazing! Piper reached out and touched the fire on Zhao Mai's chest. He only felt like he was immersed in warm water and didn't feel hot. Everyone stretched out their hands to warm the fire on Zhao Mai, and even Sam had the courage to touch it. Zhao Mai chuckled, his face quickly turning rosy. Everyone was also infected by this emotion and laughed.

With the help of natural fireworks potions, Zhao Mai broke through the layers of protection of the White Walker runes and revealed its most original core and secrets, which was equivalent to obtaining the design drawings of the White Walkers. The remaining time is to slowly decipher this diagram and understand the design ideas and manufacturing techniques contained in it. Next, whether it is improvement or targeted destruction, it will be much simpler.

Especially when there is a little flower who knows everything by my side. Zhao Mai used his psychic powers to recreate what he saw in his mind, and shared it with Xiaohua to let her see how she felt. Although this is her first time seeing things in Westeros, since they are all based on the natural force, but they are different in terms of application, she will always gain something in time.

At dawn, Commander Mormont came to check again and found that Zhao Mai was much better, so he ordered the Night Watch to continue moving forward. Their goal remains unchanged, it is still the Fist of the Ancients, which is still more than two weeks away.

Old Xiong, I met Castor in the woods. He was about to sacrifice his son. Zhao Mai found an opportunity and said to Mormont: I failed to save the child.

Yeah...sigh. If it's really because he can't feed the children, I would be happy to take over these children, let them wear black clothes, become the children of the night watchman, and grow up in care. The night watchman is short of manpower. But, The savage serves a god more cruel than mine. Those are his sacrifices... alas, his way of praying.

The only reason I didn't kill Custer is that you still need him, and the Night Watch still needs him. Zhao Mai said directly: I am still a guest of the Night Watch, and I always have to worry about what the master thinks.

Thank you for caring about my thoughts. But who will thank me for my concerns? Mr. Xiong sighed: Mike, I hate Custer too, and I want to strangle him. But when my Ranger brother When you encounter danger outside the fortress and need a temporary refuge, only Custer can open the door. Thinking of the brothers who may die because they have nowhere to turn to, Custer's death is not something to be thankful for.

Zhao Mai nodded, he could understand Mr. Xiong's concerns. He could say a hundred things, If you had done what you had done back then, you would have done that, but they were all hindsight. Reality is already a fact, and only whatever happens from now on makes sense. Perhaps only detached people who can time travel are qualified to blame past mistakes. Zhao Mai will not blame Mr. Xiong and the Night Watchmen for their past policies now, but will just pay more attention to solving the problems they are facing now.

One more thing, I met a White Walker. It has blue eyes and a cloud-like body. It's quite powerful. The body can move silently with the wind. Ordinary weapons cannot hurt it, and its ice crystal sword can't be hurt by ordinary weapons. It can't be stopped. That's what made me like this. Zhao Mai said: Old Xiong, the White Walkers are not a legend. The Night's Watch has fought against them countless times. These are all in the library of the Bachelor's Tower, recorded in In the classics. The savages beyond the wall are not your only enemies.

The old bear nodded, but then sighed: Now is the weakest period in the history of the Night's Watch, but we have to face multiple enemies. I can only choose to deal with them one by one, starting with the wildlings. Master Aemon looked at it According to the information you compiled, the Great Wall can stop the White Walkers' actions, right?

Yes, the Great Wall is magical.

Well, I heard a message from Craster. Mance Rayder, the traitor to the Night's Watch, now calls himself the King of the Wildlings. He is looking for a magic item everywhere. It is said that it can make the Wall melt and collapse for himself. Pave the way for the march. We have to stop him from doing something like that.

You only have more than three hundred people.

Three hundred people, fighting against the wrath of the entire Beiye wilderness. Xiong Lai's eyes were firm: As a soldier, I can't think of a greater scene!

Zhao Mai didn't have the ability to spread the word and make an army, so it was impossible for him to expand the size of the Night Watch a hundred times immediately. Old Bear, I developed a potion and taught it to Sam. It will be useful when you defeat the savages and need to fight against the White Walkers.

Old Xiong nodded and remembered this matter in his heart. The two rode side by side for a long time, remaining silent. Finally, Mr. Xiong asked: Mike, are you a White Walker? Why can't you cross the Great Wall?

I'm not a ghost, but I'm not an ordinary person either. But don't get me wrong. I'm not a god or a spirit. Zhao Mai said: I used to be just a passer-by, but now I'm a vigil. People’s friends will be your comrades in the future, it’s that simple.”

You once said that you wanted to find something outside the Great Wall. What was it specifically?

What I seek is knowledge, a way to improve myself, and the magical magic buried in history. Zhao Mai said: Now, I still have to find someone to settle accounts with!