A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

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Under the scorching sun, when my left foot wearing brown leather boots stepped on the soft sand in a deserted place, a piece of information floated out of my mind.

At the same time, a lot of strange memories that did not belong to him emerged one after another. In the memories, there were scenes of target practice and shooting of enemy soldiers on the battlefield. There are the most basic bow holding postures and more advanced windage recognition.

Everything was as if a sleepy person suddenly recalled who he was, without pain or abnormality.

And when he stepped forward and left the shallow area, the memory that emerged was firmly imprinted in the depths of his mind.

Renly therefore touched the short bow of black wood slung over his shoulder.

"Hal, I thought you were really a chameleon." A sigh came from the side, it was the cook Ryan who was wearing light mail armor.

"I was ready to escape, but I didn't expect them to let us go so easily?"

At this time, this middle-aged fisherman with short black hair refused to believe it and stared at the increasingly distant sea monster warship in the depths of the sea, as well as the small boat they used to paddle and lean on the shoal, with a very expression on his face. Trance.

"The sea monster has returned? He clearly regarded us as enemies before. Hal, how did you do it?"

"Greyjoy thought it would be better to be friends with us."

Renly shrugged, not wanting to explain. Anyway, the fact is that they are free, and the original enemy even provided them with three sets of equipment as a sign of friendship.

At this time, he was thinking about another thing.

"Can King Rhodes really attract fish?"

"Then there's still a lie."

The speaker on his right was Pais, an old drunkard. At this time, he was raising his hand to hold the round helmet on his head. The silver mail on his arms and upper body shone brightly in the sun.

"I have seen it with my own eyes. The king just jumped into the sea, and the fish appeared right after him. The drowned people called this a miracle. If it hadn't been like this, we wouldn't have gone to serve him."

He claimed this, looked at the drowned man in front of him who was walking towards a low bush at the end of the beach, and added in a low voice.

"I think staying on the sea monster's ship is the only way to be safe. Now that we are free, what can we do?"

"We shall fight for the great Drowned God."

The cook answered the conversation sincerely. He was a relatively devout believer.

Renly didn't pay much attention to their conversation. After thinking about the priest king's mysterious method, he temporarily put it behind him and became a little eager to try it.

The newly obtained "mission rewards" seem to be nothing to be wary of. Being directly instilled with memories, Renly didn't think he could make any defense against his own memories.

He was quite curious about the memory instillation mechanism. It didn't feel weird at all, and it seemed to be as profound as what he had practiced all year round.

But this has not been tested after all, and he is not sure about this.

Then I saw the brown-haired boy pull out his bow and arrow. After opening and closing his fingers to adjust to the feel, he shot an arrow at a crooked-necked coconut tree about twenty yards away.

The sharp arrow pierced the air quickly, and after a flash in the sun, it was inserted high in the trunk of the coconut tree with a thud, and the tail fins trembled and buzzed.

Seeing this, he nodded with satisfaction, and then explained to his two surprised companions.

"Try the feel."

The drowned man in the other direction squatted down in front of the bushes for a moment, then stood up and waved to them, so the three of them ran over.

"We are now located on the yellow sand beach on the northwest side of Oak Island." A deep voice came from the drowned man's mouth.

His brown eyes were bright, and his figure was tall and tall in a gray, green and blue robe, but his cheeks were sunken on both sides and he looked much thinner.

"There is a mining village three miles away from here. We will go there later. Now, let's set up camp and rest. We need to eat."

He paused for a moment, then looked at the brown-haired boy who straightened his back, and his tone was much gentler.

"Hal, get familiar with your bow as soon as possible, we will use it soon."

The Drowned Man is not someone who forgives others easily. He was even quite cold towards the cook and the old drunkard who had surrendered before, but his attitude towards Renly was much kinder——

Not only did this man regain their freedom, but he also initially gained a powerful potential ally. The underlying reason is that Greyjoy did not explicitly express his support for the Drowned Kingdom on Old Wake Island. He only had a preliminary intention to do so. The specific details will require continuous consultation between the two parties in the future.

But even so, this incident was enough to transform Renly from a chameleon into a brave young man who endured humiliation.

"What is our goal?" The old drunkard on the side couldn't help but ask.

After hearing this, the Drowned Man thought for a while and said: "The Holy Majesty Rhodes not long ago sent soldiers to capture the Driftwood Castle in the west of Oak Island, but now it is being besieged by those ungodly people who want to rob it. go back."

"So we are going to support that Driftwood Castle?" The old drunkard said, "Just the four of us?"

"We want to save Driftwood Castle, but it won't be the four of us." The Drowned Man replied calmly, without explaining much.

So the troubled group started lighting a fire on this remote beach and started catching fish.

While the other two were busy, Renly secretly ran to the Drowned Man to ask about the specific plan, but unfortunately, even though the Drowned Man had a good impression of him, he still didn't answer.

Obviously, he thought that this matter must not be revealed.

Renly just shrugged his shoulders and suppressed his curiosity in his heart - anyway, the Drowned Man's actions did not conflict with his goals.

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This is the eighth day since Renly came to this historical place. In the short and long eight days, as a fake Iron Man, he has experienced drowning, storms, shipwrecks, drifting, being captured, and being a traitor...

At that time, he was in the disaster and felt that time was passing very slowly, but now he felt like he was in a dream. It seemed that he stepped onto the island in a trance and completed one of the three things.

After a preliminary understanding of the operation of this task mechanism, Renly has completed the basic requirements for himself.

It would be best if he could continue to complete the other two things next. He would not be disappointed if he couldn't complete them - this was his first time to officially explore this "historical" world, and he didn't expect to gain much.

Instead, he was full of curiosity about whether he could change history and then change "reality", but he was not sure what to do to change history significantly, dragon? Conqueror? Or...

On the beach, the cook Ryan began to make a fire with flint, using branches to support his helmet as a pot, and the old drunkard ran to the nearby forest to look for dry firewood. Renly ran to the shallows, stepped on the soft sand barefoot, holding an arrow with a sharp tip but several white scratches upside down, and looked for fish in the cracks of the pebbles.

The group finally had a meal of fresh fish soup and salted dried fish here, and then began to follow the drowned man's ass and headed towards the mining village he mentioned.

The name Oak Island seems to have something to do with trees, but in fact, most of what we saw along the way were rocky hills and sandy land that were dried and hot by the sun. Occasionally, we could see yellow-green pines and cypresses that were growing sluggishly, and some plants that Renly couldn't name grew dryly in the cracks of rocks everywhere, looking ugly but tenacious.

As the journey went on, the mail armor he was wearing became hotter and hotter under the sun, and his shoulders were a little overwhelmed. The sultry heat from being far away from the coastline made everyone's forehead sweat.

Continuously going deeper into the island, the group walked on remote roads under the guidance of the drowned man who was familiar with the place, but they did not meet the islanders here.

Until they arrived in front of a small village built on a raised hillside.

The village seemed hazy under the sunlight. The sparsely distributed wooden houses looked like a group of gray tombstones standing under the hills. In front of these tombstones, some islanders wearing dirty white shirts could be seen gathering together, digging something with iron pickaxes.

"Ryan, go to the east entrance of the village. There is an old camphor tree there. Hide behind the tree. If you see someone running out, don't hold back and shoot him directly. Pies goes to the north entrance and finds a hiding place like Ryan. Hal, you guard the west entrance and be careful not to let anyone go." From a distance, the drowned man began to order them.

"When you see me come out, you must follow me closely."

What does he want to do?

Renly observed the Drowned Man's face and found that his eyes were firm and serious, so he didn't say anything and walked towards the hill he was assigned to.

When he hid himself and looked back at the way he came, he found that the back of the Drowned Man, wearing a gray, green and blue coarse cloth robe, had already stepped into the village and was talking to the villagers gathered at the head of the village.

"Recruiting people?" He touched his chin and thought of a possibility.

The storm caused a ship of soldiers to be buried in the sea, leaving only four of them. No matter what the goal is, it is obviously impossible for them alone.

But if the Drowned Man recruits people here...

This is not impossible. Although the Old Wyke Island where the Drowned Man is located is in a hostile relationship with Oak Island, the Drowned Man group has a huge influence in the entire Iron Islands, and can even be called a spiritual leader.

But even if he can gather a group of people, what use will it be?

Renly is very curious about this.

Let a bunch of rabble go to that Driftwood Castle to rescue?

The Drowned Man said that their goal was to rescue the place called Driftwood Castle, and Renly had learned some geographical conditions here when drinking fish soup before. Not to mention whether it would be possible to gather the peasants on the spot to rescue, the Driftwood Castle seemed to be on the other side of the island, very far away...

There was too little information, and the Drowned Man refused to say anything, so Renly felt a little confused. But considering his second mission to kill the Ironmen, he did not take the opportunity to leave, but thought about it while paying attention to the situation at the entrance of the village.

After a while, the people at the entrance of the village surrounded the Drowned Man and walked into the village, and their figures disappeared in the group of houses covered with thatched roofs.

Not long after, a black-haired old man appeared at the entrance of the village, paused for a moment, and ran quickly towards Renly's direction.

Seeing this, the brown-haired boy clenched the black wooden shortbow in his hand.

Thank you for the 100 reward from Broken Wood~