The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 304 First Hearing of Wild Hunting

Author: Bamboo Basket Frame Water

Chapter 304 First Hearing of Wild Hunting

————The Great Wall of Despair, Black Castle

"Haha~ Your place is too shabby, isn't it? There is only an old stove in such a big living room, so the living conditions are too poor, right?"

In the hall of Castle Black, Isabel, wearing a velvet coat, sat dissatisfied in the seat of the former Commander-in-Chief of the Night Watch, looking at the dilapidated castle with eyes full of disgust.

It's not that Isabel is greedy for enjoyment. After all, although her current status is the queen who unified the world, she is not a vase who cannot endure hardships.

But the living conditions of the night watchmen are really poor. Is such a drafty environment really suitable for people to live in?

Look at the windows with wooden boards to block the wind and the creaking door. Not to mention comparing it with Gran Town and the Chloe Empire, even the life of the slaves in Gran Town is several times better than this!

After all, since the 'slavery reform' was carried out in Gran Town, even the lowest beastman slaves can be assigned to their own single room in a brick house, but life is still miserable:

They are forced to work eight hours a day, and are only provided with three simple meals and one meat meal every day. At the same time, they can only take energy bars for breakfast, and only have a one-hour lunch break;

Extra work can only be rewarded with a bowl of broth, and one hour of forced exercise after get off work is required to ensure the quality of the slave. At the same time, only on weekends can you get a short relaxation time;

The most frightening thing is that only slaves who can survive under this cruel slavery for four years are qualified to be appointed as team captains to manage other slaves. They also have to face the oppression and abuse from the slave owners, which is terrible!

However, due to the harsh conditions of slave life, the night watchmen can't even maintain basic meat and accommodation. It's really pitiful~

However, Isabel did not know that the reason why Gran Town was able to develop to such a large scale in such a short period of time was closely related to those loyal slaves.

After all, compared to the current slave life, the lives of these inferior horned beasts and slave rats who were originally at the bottom of society were even more miserable.

Not having enough food and clothing is just a daily routine, and being whipped by my superiors is also normal. Sometimes they are even horrified to find that the military rations are for me.

In comparison, life now is simply paradise for them!

"This distinguished lady, you may not understand the duties and obligations of the night watchman. This is not something worthy of your choosing. I wonder where you are from?"

Mr. Xiong frowned and looked at Isabel, who was sitting in the main seat, picking and choosing. Due to the vigilance of dozens of giant dragons and the unknown identity of the other party, he allowed her to enter the Black Castle to rest.

But that doesn't mean he'll accept this unidentified woman's insult to his duty as a Night Watchman!

Hearing Elder Xiong's question, the northern nobles in the audience all looked at the silver dragon knights who were on alert in the hall, waiting for orders from Ed at any time.

In their view, these unknown knights riding a dragon are likely to be the Avengers who have returned from overseas branches of the Targaryen family and are preparing to conquer Westeros again.

As for the Stark family and the North, which overthrew the Targaryen dynasty during the Usurper War, they probably cannot escape the fate of liquidation and destruction, right?

'A bunch of fools and fools!'

Looking at the northern nobles around him who had their hands on their weapons, Roose Bolton couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth slightly.

Through this brief exchange, he already knew that these Silver Dragon Knights and that woman were not members of the Targaryen family at all, but should be another force that could control the dragon.

There is a high probability that foreign nobles or unknown forces like this will not abide by the so-called guest etiquette in Westeros, right?

To take the lead in showing hostility when the situation is unknown is not to seek death!

"Put down your weapons, mortals, and don't let us notice any dangerous moves on your part!"

Sure enough, seeing the restlessness of this group of northern nobles, the silver dragon knights who had never eaten bread or salt all held the long swords at their waists, with murderous intent in their eyes.

Formerly the young nobles of Pendor, they are not gentle and warm-hearted men. In addition, the blessings of Lady Mist and Rohan have already made them look down on ordinary indigenous humans with arrogance.

If these indigenous nobles really dare to show any disrespect, they would not mind swinging the butcher knife at these unrelated compatriots!

Sensing the tense situation in the hall, Roose Bolton hurriedly took off the sword from his waist and quietly signaled to the Silver Dragon Knight behind him that he had no hostility, while speaking to smooth things over:

"You don't need to be so impatient. I suggest that you put down your weapons and talk calmly. May I ask this lady, why did you lead so many dragons to the Great Wall?"

"Finally a smart man!"

Seeing that there was finally a noble who could communicate normally, Isabel slowly retracted her hand that was holding the staff. She was already a little tired of talking to the reckless men.

Yesterday, she complained to the person in charge of the Great Wall that the life of the Night Watch was worse than that of the slaves in Grand Town. This was a normal joke.

Unexpectedly, Ed actually claimed that 'slave trade is illegal in the North' and even prepared to use this as an excuse to arrest Isabel and the Silver Dragon Knights who had left the dragon.

If the girl named Xili hadn't tried her best to stop him, I'm afraid the Duke of the North would have died by sucking all the blood out of her with thorn vines!

Thinking of this, Isabel looked tenderly at the white-haired girl next to her who was holding a wine glass and pretending that nothing happened, and then said to the silent Ed:

"I only came to the Great Wall for three things: to prevent any living creatures from crossing the Great Wall, to intercept any White Walkers that might escape here, and to have normal conversations with you.

However, your Duke does not seem to be very friendly, and seems to be very confused about our social system, so it is better to wait for Luol to come with the army to talk to you."

"White Walkers? Army?"

Roose Bolton was keenly aware of the two pieces of information revealed in Isabel's words, and then silently sat back in his seat and fell into thinking.

It seems that in addition to these knights in silver armor riding giant dragons, this force also has a powerful army marching towards the Great Wall, which can even defeat the legendary White Walkers...?

Roose Bolton was a little confused, because even now, he always thought that the threat in the land beyond the wall was the hundreds of thousands of wildlings.

Are White Walkers actually real?

Ed focused on the first half of Isabel's sentence, and then asked angrily:

"If you don't let any living creature cross the Great Wall, what will happen to the free people outside the wall? Who can guarantee that they are safe from the threat of the White Walkers?"

Click——

However, before Ed could continue to question, several figures in purple armor suddenly opened the door to Castle Black, and then the leading figure said jokingly:

"Calm down, human Duke, you are talking to a queen now!"

Isabel looked up and saw Rissadilan walking into the hall of Castle Black with several silver mist hunters holding double swords, her face full of disdain for the northern nobles present.

From the blood dripping from the sword blade and the blood stains on the armor, it was easy to see that they had obviously experienced a bloody massacre not long ago.

After finally meeting an acquaintance after a few days, Isabel looked at the blood stains on Lisa Dilan's body with some surprise, and then asked curiously:

"Risa Dilan, why did you come to the Great Wall without permission? Don't you need to be careful about the wandering ghosts anymore?"

"That's not necessary, Her Majesty the Queen. The Night King has already fled towards the depths of the ocean with his vulnerable army. It's a pity that the Black Ark is not here, otherwise we will never spare him!"

After giving a slight salute to Isabel, Rissadilan turned his attention to the frightened northern nobles around him, and then scolded dissatisfiedly:

"What are you looking at? Are your eyes missing?"

As an elegant and easy-going Noldor Elf, Rissadilan's character finally became that of Druchi under the influence of the Druchi elves who got to know each other day and night~

Upon hearing this, several northern nobles hurriedly moved away and looked away, and then communicated with each other in what they thought was a quiet voice:

"Hey, Greatjon, are they those son-of-a-bitch elves who are plundering caravans and attacking Lord Eddard?"

"Yes, Amber, I heard that your son was also there at the time. He has pointed ears and can do magic. Is this the same guy?"

"...Old gods, and I'm not there, how do I know if these guys are the damn Wild Hunt?"

Hearing the inquiries from his colleagues, Greatjon Umber shook his head in embarrassment and anger. His son is still seriously injured and lying unconscious in bed. He has no information about the Wild Hunt at all.

Several northern nobles were whispering, completely unaware that their exchanges had already been clearly heard by all the elves and living saints present.

'The Wild Hunting of Elves...is interesting. Are there other elves who have come to this remote and remote place?'

In the hall, Lisa Dilan was busy reporting to Isabel what had happened in the past few days, while secretly eavesdropping on the conversations between the nobles, preparing to collect information related to the Wild Hunt.

After listening for a while, Lisa Dilan, who was chatting with Isabel, suddenly turned serious, and then said to Isabel strangely:

"I feel that this matter has exceeded my scope of handling. I should report it directly to Lord Rohan and ask him to send the Inquisition to intervene!"

"I think so too. If what they say is true, then both the little girl and these strange guys are completely worthy of our vigilance."

Isabel's face also became a little ugly, and the sudden change between one person and one spirit immediately attracted the attention of Roose Bolton, who was peeping, but he didn't know what happened.

However, if he could hear the important information just spoken from the mouth of Great Jon, then he would immediately understand why the two were suddenly so nervous:

"Shh~ What I'm telling you now is the important information Duke Ed told me. You must never tell others:

Those violent elves came to the continent of Westeros through a magical portal magic, and their target is the little girl next to the Duke, she seems to be able to use magic too!"

At this time, Greatjon, who was a little excited because of the leaked information, did not know that the moment he said these words, half of the people and elves in the hall shared the information.

After giving a slight salute to Isabel, Lisa Dilan turned around and prepared to leave the hall. Unexpectedly, Duke Ed, who had been silent all the time, suddenly spoke and asked:

"Mr. Elf, may I ask, whose blood is the blood on you and your compatriots and on their swords?"

As early as when Lisa Dilan and Isabel were talking just now, Ed had already confirmed with Ciri that these elves were not Wild Hunt elves, but an unknown new force.

Ciri didn't know that she had been betrayed by Great Jon at this time. She didn't want Ed to conflict with these elves, and she still hoped that these elves would leave immediately.

Even Ed didn't want to cause trouble, so he could only choose to lower his head and wait for Lisa Dilan to leave.

However, the old bear beside him had been holding his hands tightly ever since he saw the blood stains on the bodies of Lisa Dilan and other elves. The redness in the corners of his eyes made Ed a little unbearable, so he took the initiative to ask.

'It's over...'

Seeing that Ed actually dared to take the initiative to stir up trouble, Roose Bolton, who had already breathed a sigh of relief and was about to stand up and lead the family guards away from the Great Wall, couldn't help but slap his forehead, and then sat back directly in his seat.

He knew that trouble was probably coming again!

Fortunately, Lisa Dilan just stopped, and then looked with interest at the duke who could not see the situation clearly and the white-haired woman next to him who kept pulling on the duke's arm.

"You should really learn a lesson from the young man next to you. I've seen people seeking death, but I've never seen anyone as brave as you!"

After saying that, he turned around and left Castle Black, preparing to find a way to report the intelligence he had just collected to Rohan, who was still floating in the air.

"Huh ~ Duke Ed, I think the threat of the Great Wall has been completely resolved, then it's time for me to go back to the Dreadfort to deal with the issues regarding the northern clans in the territory."

In the hall, Roose Bolton couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief. Then, after touching his neck which was still on his shoulder, he took the initiative to ask Ed to resign.

After these constant trials on the edge of life and death, he really didn't dare to stay in the same place as Ed anymore.

Now he just wanted to suck his own blood with leeches and relieve his rapidly beating heart.

After following Rissadilan's example and giving a slight salute to Isabel on the throne, Roose Bolton left the hall of Castle Black and came to the training ground without looking back.

Hiss~

The cold air continued to stimulate his hot chest, and a faint smile immediately appeared on Roose Bolton's usually unsmiling face.

It feels so good to be alive~

He has had enough of the conflicts between the northern nobles and the elves, and now he just wants to return to his own territory.

In such a chaotic situation, as long as you can secure your own Horrible Fortress and become a local overlord, that's enough!

"Now I just need to keep my one-third of an acre of land with peace of mind, and then wait for the next master of Winterfell to show up and show my loyalty..."

Roose Bolton casually took off a cowhide wine bag from his waist and was about to take a sip to warm himself up when he suddenly saw a scene in the corner of Castle Black that made him furious:

"Lord Elf, I think you need a guide who is familiar with the customs and customs of Westeros and all kinds of information on the road, right?"

(End of chapter)