Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

Above the gray fog, in the magnificent temple, the ancient and mottled bronze long table stood quietly.

At the top of the long table, a mysterious being shrouded in gray-white fog sat, watching a vague figure appear in front of him.

Alas?

Another person was successfully pulled!

The great master above the gray fog actually did not want to continue to add members, because he was not sure what existence he could pull, and whether there would be a situation that he could not control.

But today this black star is very dazzling, like a girl in fancy clothes shouting and soliciting customers. You walk in and find that it is the goddess you have been seeking but not getting before, and it is 50% off!

Driven by spirituality, the great master pulled the black star by accident.

So, fate made the two meet here.

A figure appeared on the side of the bronze square table.

Robb looked around with some doubts. The environment here is very strange. Even he feels that there are obstacles everywhere, and there is a sense of discomfort of being bound and restricted.

I can leave, but I can't explore as I please...

This place has a very high status. I don't know why the goddess of night wants me to come here.

Looking at the mysterious existence at the top, Robb did not take the initiative to speak.

He doesn't like or adapt to taking the initiative. Under normal circumstances, the people below will take the initiative to help explain and translate. This is the privilege of the superior.

The Great Fool brewed for a while: "Hello, welcome to your arrival."

Robb was stunned for a moment and didn't understand what the other party was saying.

The extraordinary items that have the breath of the goddess and can translate languages ​​on him were isolated, and now Robb has become an illiterate again.

Klein saw that the other party did not respond to him, and he was a little flustered for a moment, and began to guess randomly, did the other party find out that he was an inflatable tiger?

Or is the other party not from the Kingdom of Rune and can't understand the language here?

As a qualified university graduate, and the direction of research is still ancient history, Klein used some other languages ​​to greet Robb.

But Robb still didn't understand, so the little bear spread his hands: "I don't understand what you are saying."

Klein heard Robb's words, and cold sweat came down instantly.

Why does this language sound so familiar? !

What's going on? Is this English? !

Klein's original soul began to awaken, and the knowledge of nine years of compulsory education and three years of higher education began to recall frantically, and he remembered some memories about English.

However, Klein could only understand part of English, let alone communicate in English.

He couldn't do it!

More importantly, is this person also a time traveler?

Or a foreigner?

Klein began to doubt his life: When did time travelers start to appear in Europe and the United States?

Klein wanted to communicate in poor English, but after thinking about it, it was too much of a fool's status. A god who couldn't even handle the language was still a god?

So, Klein asked a soul question: "Can you speak where?"

Robb was also confused: "Isn't it nice?"

How come this person with mist all over his body can also speak Chinese and English?

Are there so many time travelers in this world?

Robb instantly felt Alexander. He didn't expect the competition in this world to be so fierce. Everyone is a time traveler. It depends on who has a bigger cheat?

If someone has a sign-in system or something, how can I play? !

Klein also suppressed his excitement. Between revealing his identity and meeting his fellow villagers with tears in his eyes, and maintaining the pretense of a fool and continuing to observe a wave of fellow villagers, he chose the latter.

He is a very cautious person.

Klein smiled leisurely and said in Chinese: "It seems that you are from the same world as Roselle. Since you can't understand our language, I will communicate with you in Chinese."

Robb looked at the other party suspiciously: "Roselle? Who?"

Klein was speechless for a while. You don't even know Roselle, you are new here!

So I am your predecessor, and it is reasonable to hide some things from you.

So Klein tapped his finger, and a diary of Roselle floated in front of Robb, with a dark history written in Chinese.

Robb glanced at it briefly: Well, there is another time traveler, and a very coquettish one.

"I see. So, this should be a mysterious organization. Are you the leader of that mysterious organization?"

Robb realized that from the time he fell asleep to the time he was pulled into this mysterious place, it should be the arrangement of the Goddess of Night. The other party wanted him to take care of the leader of a mysterious organization, that is, the strange existence in the gray mist in front of him.

Klein certainly would not miss the opportunity to recruit a fellow villager to join the club. He is only a fortune teller of Sequence Nine now. There are three quotas for recruiting people, which is exactly full.

If he cannot recruit a fellow villager to join the club, it would be a waste of a quota.

"This is the Tarot Club, named after a kind of divination card invented by Emperor Roselle. It is a gathering of people with a predestined relationship."

Robb asked: "So, is this a gathering of extraordinary people?"

"Yes, at a fixed time every week, I will recruit you to join the club. You can exchange information and share what you have."

Klein, who said an idiom, felt inexplicably happy. Is this the joy of meeting after a long separation?

No wonder most people outside are cheated by their fellow villagers. This natural close feeling is too easy to be exploited.

Robb nodded: "I see, I want to become a transcendent, then this party is quite helpful, I will join!"

Klein smiled leisurely: "Welcome to join. Here, everyone chooses a tarot card as their code name, you can choose one now. Justice and the Hanged Man have been chosen."

Robb glanced at the tarot cards. He didn't understand this kind of mysterious thing very well. It looked fancy and should be the type that only little girls would be interested in.

Soon, Robb determined his goal: "Emperor card."

Klein felt that this fellow villager's aura was indeed very strong, and there was a sense of uniqueness. Choosing the Emperor card was very consistent with his temperament.

"Very good, then, welcome to join."

In order to maintain his own style, Klein began to be frugal with words. He left a sentence "Monday at 3 pm, eliminate interference." Then he sent Robb out of the gray fog.

It is really a rare thing to hold back in front of fellow villagers.

Klein really wanted to trust Robb and chat with him about old stories and reminisce about the past. Even if he said a little vulgar gossip, it would be a comfort.

But his heart was still strong, and he restrained this impulse.

Before he understood his fellow countryman's character and personality, Klein decided to continue to maintain his mysterious identity and not let anyone see it.

"Huh, then I have to be more cautious when I open the Tarot Club in the future. One Hanged Man alone is difficult enough to deal with, and now there is another one."

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Backlund, the Church of the Goddess of Night.

Robb got up from the table comfortably, and it felt really good to sleep.

Goddess Sword Krestai looked at this companion who had no reverence for the gods with a complicated expression.

Not only did he sleep during working hours, but he also drooled!

"It's time to get off work. There's nothing to do today. You can go back and rest."

Robb nodded. He didn't care whether he got off work or not. As an emperor, did he care about the time to get off work?

As long as he wanted, he could get off work at any time.

When he came to the outside of the church, Robb saw the outside world for the first time.

This was an era full of Victorian-style buildings, with steam and textured precision gears everywhere.

"Traveling from the Middle Ages to modern times, this is also a big progress."

Robb got the news of another time traveler, Emperor Roselle, from the Tarot Club in the afternoon. At this time, of course, he was most interested in this senior.

So Robb first changed into a set of clothes suitable for this era, brown windbreaker, black shirt, and straight suit pants. These things together cost nine pounds and fifteen pence at the tailor shop.

Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse.

Robb Stark was originally a handsome guy with dark green eyes. At this time, he was completely renewed, causing many ladies to look back frequently.

This is nothing in the open Intis, but it is rare in the conservative Loen.

Walking around the street, Robb found a bookstore that looked a bit old. There were many slogans of Emperor Roselle written on the signboard of this store. It seemed to be a store of Emperor Roselle's diehard fans.

As for why Robb could recognize that those slogans were said by Emperor Roselle, it was very simple and he knew it at a glance.

What about 'Failure is the mother of success', 'Humility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind', 'Success is 99% sweat plus 1% inspiration'.

There is no doubt about this, it is definitely the work of Emperor Roselle!

It's just missing the couplet of 'Odd changes, even does not change'.

Flirty!

This fellow is too flirty!

He is also very thick-skinned.

Robb did not hesitate and pushed the door open and walked into the bookstore.

In the bookstore, a tall girl with blond hair and blue eyes was communicating with the owner of the bookstore: "So, how much are you willing to sell it for?"

The owner of the bookstore is an elder, and the years have eroded his skin and taken away his poor hair.

At this time, he was tangled, looking at the poor girl in front of him as if he was looking at a devil.

"This... this... honorable lady, you have to know that this is something of great collection value, I don't..."

Audrey nodded in understanding: "I'll pay more! How about another five gold pounds?"

The owner of the bookstore was already sweating profusely: "This is really not about money..."

Audrey was also a little hesitant. If she added more money, it was not because she couldn't afford it, but because it was too cost-effective. She was a rich person, but her daily expenses were also very high. She could spend money like water, but not like a waterfall!

So she came up with a compromise: "How about this, are you willing to take it out and let me see it? I will write down the contents inside, and I don't want the original. I can also give you some money."

The bookstore owner was relieved, and he almost couldn't bear it.

Robb saw the bookstore owner take out a piece of paper full of Chinese characters, and his heart moved. He walked up and asked politely: "Hello, is this something from Emperor Roselle?"

Robb looked at the two people who were still trading and asked with a smile: "Can you show it to me?"

Although the tone was a question, the sense of unquestionability revealed was so strong.

Audrey had actually seen Robb a long time ago. People with good temperament and good looks can often attract most people's attention at the first time.

Not to mention that the "audience" has a far better insight than ordinary people.

Audrey also saw the badge of the Church of Night on Robb, which was of good quality. She judged that Robb should be a middle-level cadre of the Church of Night, or he had a very good relationship with the Church of Night.

When Robb spoke, Audrey and the bookstore owner subconsciously said "OK" and handed the original diary of Emperor Roselle to Robb.

By the time they reacted, Robb had already quickly browsed through it.

The bookstore owner was fine, but Audrey felt something was wrong.

She was already a superhuman at this time and had done some research on superhuman power. It stands to reason that the emergence of this abnormal situation should be the result of superhuman power.

But she was sure that Robb only relied on the power of language and the long-standing aura of a superior to make her voluntarily hand over the notes of Emperor Roselle.

The bookstore owner was fine, but she was a pampered young lady!

Even her father would find it difficult to do this.

Audrey looked at Robb's handsome young face and couldn't figure out which family Robb was from.

Could he be a prince who rarely went out?

Just as Audrey was guessing, Robb had already finished reading the diary of this senior time traveler.

It was written in a mess about some of his reforms when he was the governor of the empire, such as preparing to build sewers and inventing condoms. At the same time, it mentioned that there was no oil in this world and the era of internal combustion engines might not come.

Related to extraordinary power, he was considering joining a mysterious organization whose name could not be mentioned.

For Robb, these contents were useless, so he threw a gold pound: "This is the reward for this diary."

Diary? !

Audrey was very sensitive to this word. She had heard this word from the Fool.

But how could the young man in front of her know it? !

She was shocked that Mr. Fool could read the words left by Emperor Roselle, but she didn't find it incredible.

Because Mr. Fool might be an ancient god who had been sleeping for a long time.

But the boy in front of him is obviously not a god. The era when gods walked in the world is over!

But he can actually read and understand the diary of Emperor Roselle?

"Audrey, Audrey, you have to keep working hard. There are still many unknowns about the mysterious gatherings and powers in this world!" The beautiful girl remembered Robb's face, and at the same time secretly warned herself in her heart.

Robb was not interested in Audrey for the time being. He picked up a few books that recorded the life of Emperor Roselle and walked towards Queens.

Audrey, who had just recorded the contents of the diary, was stunned.

Why is this boy walking in the same direction as herself?