Game of Thrones: I loaded the Witcher system

"Master, why are you so anxious for us to return to White Harbor? Did you say why in the letter?

The one who spoke was the guard captain. He was also surprised by such a letter from Count Wyman. It seemed that the letter should have been sent directly from White Harbor to Twins City. The people in Twins City received the letter and directly pursued him. These people come here.

Calculating the time, they had more people and slower pace. The two Frey family cavalry were half a day behind them. In other words, one day after they left the Twins, Earl Wyman's letter arrived at the Twins. .

It doesn't take long for the raven to fly from White Harbor to the Twins, but this illustrates a problem. Earl Wyman did not receive such a letter after receiving the reply they sent in the Twins.

"I don't know. Grandpa didn't say anything in the letter. He just sternly requested that we return to White Harbor as soon as possible. There was no discussion."

Clay shook his head. He was also aware of the timing issue here. The appearance of this letter meant that as soon as the old man received the information from Wolf Lair about the attack on the caravan, he immediately sent a letter to recall him. White Harbor.

He had a lot of guesses, but now he lacked the necessary evidence, and it was impossible for the old man to write these things on a piece of paper and tell him, which would be tantamount to sharing information with the Frey family.

This letter disrupted his plan. He originally wanted to stay here for one night, directly enter the knight's residence after midnight, stage a gangster introduction, and hit him with the Yaksi Seal in the face. Ask who are the bastards who participated in this siege.

But now, he had to leave. The letter made it clear that he would immediately rush east to the coastal port. The fleet connected to him was already waiting for him. It could be seen that the old man was indeed anxious.

He sighed deeply in his heart and looked back at the tomb standing alone in the field. Clay thought to himself: Next time he comes back, maybe he will lead his troops south. Then he will deal with the people involved. He had no intention of letting it go.

Aenys Frey, who was also present, looked at Clay who was standing there thinking. He knew that the other party was about to leave and recognized him as an ally. He also felt that this incident was too sudden and caught everyone off guard.

But it was impossible for him to talk to persuade him to stay, because of the direct order from the Mandalay family patriarch, he thought that the matters here could only be handled by him.

Putting his hand down from the overbearing beard on his chin, Aenys Frey patted Clay's arm and whispered:

"Lord Clay, leave the matters here to me. After you send people from White Harbor, I promise to take all the people here back. Since it is Lord Weiman's order, then you can set off. .”

"However, Master Clay must remember the agreement between you and me. You are still young, and I may be over fifty years old. I can't wait any longer."

Knowing what he was talking about, Clay came back to his senses and asked him:

"So, Ser Aenys Frey, when are you going to start your plan? Such a benevolent plan is very complicated, so you have to be prepared."

Aenys Frey put his hand on his beard again. He smiled and nodded, his voice low:

"Of course, Master Clay, you will know when the time is right. However, this time you go to White Harbor, you have to persuade your grandfather to make a marriage contract for our two families."

Clay smiled, said no more, and made the engagement. Just wait, be patient, and wait a little longer.

Not knowing what happened in White Harbor, Clay couldn't be put off. He got on horseback and once again carefully examined the land where an entire White Harbor caravan had died. He wrote down all its appearance and never stopped. Feeling nostalgic, he turned the horse's head and headed eastward.

…

The target this time was the small port where Clay landed last time. It was about southeast of Clay and his party. The journey was about three to four days.

This is the fastest way to get back to White Harbor. If you take the King's Road all the way north, cross the Bay of Carlin and then go east, it will take ten days and a half. It is such a waste of time. This kind of time on the road is not worth it. Lei had better waste as little as possible.

Clay deliberately followed the traces left by the mysterious force ambushing eastward for a distance, but it was obvious that after these people deliberately made some footprints, horse hoof prints and ruts, they entered the woods and removed all these traces. erased.

Even with Clay's demon hunter senses, there is no way to track their direction, which just proves that these people are definitely not bandits, because such professional techniques are not something that some stragglers can possess.

"Master, there is nothing we can do. We have lost him. Our men have gone out to look for him, but they haven't found any traces."

The guard captain said helplessly to Clay. He punched the nearest tree trunk and broke off a small section of dry and cracked bark. He had been tracking for so long but lost it. This made him very annoyed but helpless.

"Forget it, we will always find the person who owes this debt, but this is not what we have to consider now. Let's go and cross this forest as soon as possible. I don't like the smell here."

…

The journey back was lackluster. The first half of the trip was okay, but the second half went in an unexpected direction. First, I was shocked to hear that the White Harbor caravan was intercepted and killed. I rushed to the scene all night long, only to find that there was a mystery hidden inside.

After some searching, I finally found some clues. I was just about to find an opportunity to investigate, but I was summoned back to White Harbor by an urgent letter. It was really a pity that I couldn't get up and down.

At dusk on the third day, Clay, with his 200 cavalry, finally arrived at the shore. At the same time, he saw four large sailing ships anchored in the port, two more than when Clay arrived.

Some people stood at the port. When they saw Clay and others appearing, they immediately rushed over on horseback. The two sides quickly approached, and the fluttering mermaid flag proved that both parties belonged to the Mandalay family.

When Clay saw who the leader was, he was stunned:

"Sir Malone?" He whispered to himself. Clay didn't expect that it was him who crossed the biting bay to pick him up. From his visual inspection, there were at least a hundred people standing on the dock and on the boat. What was he doing?

As he approached, Sir Malone asked directly:

"Clay, did you encounter anything on the road?"

Clay was stunned when he said this, something happened? What happened?

Shaking his head, Clay rode his horse and walked side by side towards the dock with Sir Malone, while saying:

"No, the journey went very smoothly. We received the news south of Jingze, where the caravan was attacked, and immediately went to the port. We arrived in three days."

"That's good." Sir Malone said muffledly, and Clay noticed that he seemed to be slightly relieved.

"Sir, what happened? Grandpa is so anxious to ask me to go back?"

Knowing that Clay would ask this, Sir Malone sighed and said in a deep voice:

"Don't ask, your grandpa will tell you when you get back. Now, get on the boat first. Only if you stay in the army can I really feel at ease."