Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

It’s Friday morning in the Tingen nightwatchman’s recreation room.

The atmosphere today was very depressing. Several people were sitting around the window. No one spoke or joked. The thick air almost condensed into liquid, oppressing everyone's heart.

Klein's thoughts were flying everywhere, and his mind was filled with the scene of Old Neil's death, which was his guide and his old friend.

What stung Klein the most was not Old Neil's death, but the meager kindness he still maintained after becoming a monster, which was kindness to the world.

Klein was a little grateful to the captain. The shot he fired saved him from the torture of killing his teammates. At the same time, he also hated his own weakness.

Old Neil's loss of control was largely caused by the church's concealment of the role-playing method, which made Klein feel a little resentful and disappointed with the church's higher-ups.

At this moment, Captain Dunn knocked on the door. After entering, he looked around and said, "Klein, come out for a moment."

Klein had some premonition, stood up and walked out of the entertainment room: "What's going on?"

"The people from the church are here."

Klein perked up. The person who was inspecting him was here!

Klein's spirit was tense for a while, and relaxed for a while. If he could pass this level, then he wouldn't have to worry about the interrogation. He would also be able to obtain the potion and formula of the Sequence 8 'Joker', and would have certain practical capabilities. .

My own financial problems have been handled similarly and I should be able to withstand the audit.

Just as Klein was reviewing his behavior, Dunn straightened his collar and said in a deep voice: "This time is one of the nine senior deacons of the Nighthawks, the Goddess Sword Crestel Sesima. , the church attaches great importance to you."

Klein was a little stunned: "Senior Deacon?"

In Klein's memory, the Church of the Night has thirteen archbishops and nine senior deacons. Generally speaking, these twenty-two gentlemen and ladies have equal status and are only responsible to the pope.

Of course, in reality, it is impossible to be completely equal, and there will be some subtle differences depending on the level of each person's sequence.

"Yes, but you don't need to be too afraid. Crestel is a sequence five and has not yet broken through the shackles and reached the level of demigod. However, he has been recognized by the female sacred object and has very strong combat power. He can Comparable to the newly promoted Sequence Four."

Dunn comforted Klein a few words and asked Klein to go to the alchemy room where the potion was mixed to find Crestel.

Klein was a little nervous and came to the familiar basement where Old Neil prepared Sequence Nine potions for him. The long tables had been moved away, leaving the central part empty.

There were three classical high-backed chairs placed there, two facing each other, one meter apart.

Anyone else?

Klein was stunned. In addition to the man in his thirties wearing a white shirt facing the door, there was also a figure he was very familiar with.

Less than twenty years old, with slightly curly hair and blue eyes.

This...isn't this Mr. Emperor?

That time traveler who is just like me!

Klein's initial calmness disappeared without a trace at this moment, and he was a little confused about what was happening now.

Mr. Emperor is actually a senior member of the Nighthawks? !

No, we are not yet 100% sure whether this gentleman is the emperor, maybe he just looks similar.

Thinking of this, Klein bent down and saluted: "Hello, Your Excellency Sesima..."

Crested leaned back in his chair leisurely and said with a smile, "Hello, Klein. This is my partner, Mr. Robb Stark."

The corners of Klein's mouth twitched, he was definitely a time traveler!

In this world, he has never seen anyone named Stark, and this name is very familiar to him. Isn't it the eldest son of the Stark family in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire?

It is indeed Mr. Emperor!

Klein felt a little helpless. Why are they both time travellers? Why is there such a big gap? !

When he pulled Mr. Emperor into the gray fog before, he could clearly feel that Mr. Emperor was a fellow traveler who had just traveled through time, because he didn't even know about Emperor Russell.

But now he has transformed into a superior who is inspecting him!

What is this!

Despite this, Klein still saluted Robb: "Hello, Mr. Robb."

Robb looked at Klein with his blue eyes, with a suspicious look on his face: Why does this kid smell like a dead person, and it's so strong!

Isn't he a fortune teller of sequence nine? Only the corpse collector sequence should have a similar smell of the dead.

There's something secret about this kid.

When Klein saw Robb's expression, his heart tightened. Could it be that this fellow saw that he was a fool?

No, this is impossible.

No one can see through the gray fog.

Why is that?

Robb thought for a while and felt that this kid was probably similar to Forsi. He should have had adventures or curses, so he was someone who could be recruited into the organization!

But this is gathering wool from the goddess of the night, so be careful not to be discovered.

Thinking of this, Robb returned to normal: "Hello, Klein. Nice to meet you."

Klein replied in his heart: Seeing you now will only make me feel terrified. What was going on with your expression just now?

Crested quickly took over the meeting process. He first asked Klein about the process of discovering the acting method. After confirming that there was no problem, he asked Klein to swear on the Goddess Sword that he would not reveal the acting method to others.

Afterwards, Klein also underwent a test by Kresty, confirming that he had fully mastered the potion and could become a Sequence 8 clown.

All the procedures were completed, and the other members of the Tingen Nighthawks team also came down one by one to accept the inspection of the Sword of the Goddess, and swore to the Sword of the Goddess that they would not disclose the role-playing method.

Robb, who was standing by, watched the entire process in full. He was a little ashamed that as a senior member of the Nighthawks, he was actually exposed to the role-playing method for the first time.

Fortunately, Kresty explained it to Klein in great detail, so that Robb could accept and understand it, laying the foundation for becoming a transcendent in the future.

Finally, Kresty fed Klein the clown potion and successfully helped Klein to be promoted to a clown.

Klein felt that his spirituality and ability had greatly improved, and he was extremely happy. When he said goodbye to Kresty and Robb, Klein's spirituality moved, and he felt that Kresty would take his left foot next, and Robb would take his right foot.

Then, he saw Kresty carrying a silver-white box and taking his left foot in the alchemy room!

Klein was stunned at first, and then felt a strong sense of joy.

The clown potion was so strong, it was a little beyond his expectations!

However, his joy soon disappeared without a trace, because he saw that Robb also took a step with his left foot!

What is going on? !

Klein felt that the flame that had just risen in his heart was extinguished by a basin of cold water. He could predict the actions of Kresty, a Sequence Five strongman, but he failed to predict Robb!

How strong is Mr. Robb? !

——

Walking out of the Blackthorn Security Company, Kresty had a pair of red eyeballs on his hands.

Facing Robb's puzzled eyes, Kresty explained: "This is the extraordinary characteristic left by the out-of-control Nighthawk. It is uncontrollable and can only be sealed and made into a sealed item."

Robb thought for a while: "What if it is controllable?"

Kresty sighed: "Either make it into an extraordinary item, or separate the potion for other members."

This world is really cruel.

This is another kind of cannibalism.

Greste had other things to deal with, so he prepared to return to Backlund.

However, Robb had his own ideas: "This city is a bit strange, only slightly better than Backlund. I want to play here for two days."

Kreste was a little helpless. Facing this companion who never came to work on time, he really had no way to deal with it.

And what he said was very problematic. What did he mean by only slightly better than Backlund? Is Backlund a hotbed of evil gods? !

Kreste sighed: "Okay, but remember to come back and don't make too much noise."

Rob smiled slightly: "Don't worry, I will be very sensible."

——

Get off work!

Leaving the Blackthorn Security Company, Klein planned to take this opportunity to rest and visit Instructor Azik.

Klein felt that he still needed to talk to Mr. Azik about what happened in the town before, to help this mysterious person unveil his veil.

Dingdang

With the sound of a crisp bell, Azik, wearing a white shirt and a black vest, opened the door and asked in confusion, "Don't you have to work?"

"I'm taking a break today."

Klein explained briefly and went to his living room with Azik.

There was a fireplace, a rocking chair, a sofa and a coffee table. Klein sat down in a familiar position skillfully, ready to chat with Mr. Azik.

"Mr. Azik, I divined the source of the haunting in the town and saw a pyramid mausoleum that was upside down and extended downward. My friend told me that this is a symbol of the god of death and a privilege enjoyed by his descendants."

Mr. Azik was stunned when he was about to strike a match, and his hand holding the cigar was suspended in the air for a long time.

Klein's words gave him a familiar feeling.

The haunting incident in the town that Klein investigated was actually related to his descendants. Now the result of Klein's divination seemed to indicate that he was the descendant of a certain existence.

But Azik couldn't remember who he was and what happened to him.

This is the sequelae of reincarnation, and he has lost most of his memory.

After a long time, Azik finally gave up: "I can't remember... But I must thank you for your kindness, thank you for always remembering my things... Eh?"

Mr. Azik's face suddenly changed, as if he smelled something strange, and looked at Klein fiercely.

Klein was stared at by Azik, and felt that something was a little bad, but he looked at a loss: "What happened?"

In an instant, Azik made a judgment, he grabbed Klein's hand and prepared to leave here.

"Huh?"

A voice sounded in the living room, very confused and a little puzzled.

Then, a young man in a windbreaker quickly outlined in the air, he took off the newsboy hat on his head, and saluted the two people elegantly: "Good afternoon, both of you."

Klein was a little surprised, he blurted out: "Mr. Robb!"

He didn't expect Robb to follow him all the time. Aren't senior deacons said to be very busy?

The moment he saw Robb, Klein broke out in a cold sweat.

Mr. Azik is an unknown wild supernatural being, while Robb is a member of his own Tarot Club, a senior member of the Church of Evernight, and a time traveler...

If these two people fight!

Klein felt some regret and self-blame. If he hadn't been careless and anxious to find Mr. Azik to communicate, the current situation would not have occurred.

"Mr. Krestai is Sequence 5, Mr. Robb is his partner, and should also be around Sequence 5. Mr. Azik's power is unknown..."

Klein began to frantically calculate the combat power of both sides, hoping that Mr. Azik could leave smoothly.

Robb looked at Azik and felt that this person's strength was pretty good. His aura was slightly worse than Archbishop Anthony, but far better than Krestai.

However, this person's strength did not seem to be very clear. Sometimes he was stronger than Archbishop Anthony, sometimes he was worse than the Archbishop, and more often he was in a very bad state and was not Archbishop Anthony's opponent.

Robb sat on the sofa leisurely, without any intention of taking action: "How did you find me?"

Azik wanted to leave and didn't want to get entangled with the other party, but he felt that leaving was not a good choice, so he could only sit down and negotiate with the other party.

"Smell," Azik explained, "It's not the smell of smell. You hide it very well. I smell the smell of death, the death of the dead."

Robb suddenly realized: "Did the threat of the Holy Law of Death make you aware of my existence? In fact, I can find your existence because this little guy exudes the smell of the dead. Your smell is extremely strong. How many times have you been reborn after death?"

Azik was very helpless: "I... I don't remember."

Robb analyzed: "You should be a high-sequence person in the corpse collector's path, well, not sequence five, sequence five does not have the ability to regenerate, so you are a high-sequence person? I am lucky this time!"

Azik also adjusted his state: "What do you want to do?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, but I probably won't hand you over to the Church of the Night. As a high-sequence person, you should have a complete sequence, and your strength is very strong. If you can work for me, it should be a good choice."

Robb stood up, and a scarlet light appeared on his hand. He pointed it at Azik's forehead and gently tapped it.

Robb could see that Azik's forehead was the key to his spirituality.

In fact, it was true. The forehead was where the god of death was, symbolizing the root.

Azik reacted instantly. He would not sit and wait for death. His arms and forearms continued to extend, and his palms instantly turned pale, grabbing the hand that Robb stretched out!

A slight sob sounded, and the surrounding environment became extremely cold. Klein, who was standing next to him, felt numb and could not exert any strength. His blood seemed to be frozen.

The duel between the two high-sequence masters almost killed him!