I have a Mount and Blade panel and I kill people in the Game of Thrones

(Disclaimer: The timeline of this book does not strictly follow the timeline of the original novel or the American TV series. In order to make the plot more compact and rich, all timelines are based on the settings in the book.)

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This is a long summer that the older generation of Westeros people have never seen in their memory.

When the morning light of a new day in the seventh year of Long Summer fell on a watchtower in Black Iron Castle, a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old wrapped in bear skin huddled beside the almost extinguished stove in the watchtower. The sudden morning light shone directly on his eyelids, and Le Ang, stimulated, could not help but open his eyes.

Actually, Leon was not originally from this world. He was just an ordinary high school student. During the summer vacation, he discovered a story mod of Mount & Blade 2 called "Game of Thrones" and immediately played it crazily for seven days and seven nights.

He enjoyed opening new files every day and experiencing various lives, but in the end, he died suddenly in front of his computer desk. When he woke up, he came into this world.

Leon... or rather the Night's Watch recruit - Leon Victor, couldn't help but shiver, then slowly stood up and stretched, exhaling a breath of cold air.

Near the Great Wall of Despair, the temperature is still so low even in the mornings of long summer that it is almost freezing to death.

Lyon, standing in the watchtower, looked back at the situation in the Black Iron Castle. In the morning mist, there were already shadowy figures running for a new day's livelihood.

As a new recruit of the Night Watch, Lyon's duties do not include monitoring the security of the city.

The stern, majestic and somewhat unsmiling face of Jeor Mormont, Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, suddenly emerged in Lyon's mind. Lyon then remembered that his mission was to monitor the outside of the castle to see if there were any wildlings sneaking in from outside the Wall.

As a person who lived in a peaceful country in his previous life, Lyon had never experienced a life facing danger every day. As a result, he couldn't help but look down on the job of the night watchman, thinking that he only needed to stand on a high watchtower or on the city wall every day and look at the unchanging scenery outside.

But what happened the day before yesterday made Lyon change this wrong idea forever.

So Lyon quickly opened his eyes wide and looked outside the watchtower as if to make amends, but no matter how hard Lyon tried, the morning mist obscured only a three or five mile wilderness.

Besides, the wilderness was crisscrossed with gullies and hills, and further away was a wolf forest as lush and green as an ocean. Even if there were hundreds or thousands of savages hiding around him, Lyon probably wouldn't be able to detect any trace of them.

"Lyon, don't worry too much. It's long summer now. Even if a few savages sneak in through the rat holes of the Wall, they won't be able to cause any trouble. What's more, we have spies in the villages within a hundred miles, so there won't be any danger." A flat voice came from a lookout tower several meters away from Lyon. It was obvious that the words were directed at Lyon, who was obviously too nervous.

Lyon turned his head following the voice, and saw a man in a set of soft armor of the Night Watch as black as a crow leaning half of his body out from the observation deck, looking at him with a relaxed smile on his face.

Even though he had seen this face more than once in the past seven days, Leon still had the urge to ask him for an autograph at all costs.

The reason is simple. The person who appeared in Lyon's sight was "Jon Snow", one of the absolute male protagonists of the American TV series Game of Thrones, which he had watched countless times in his previous life.

His life story is just like a cool novel template. He was called a bastard for half his life, but in the end he turned out to be one of the legitimate heirs of the Targaryen family. However, he is only fifteen years old. He followed his uncle Stark Benjen to the Wall just after his name day.

"I don't know whether to say you are strong or heartless. You didn't even add more wood when the fire went out in the middle of the night."

There was no hint of mockery in Jon's words when he said this, and only then did Lyon notice that there was only a stubborn little flame still burning in the furnace of the watchtower.

In any case, Leon should thank the stove for not freezing to death at night.

"You're welcome. Brothers of the night watch have to watch over each other. I was the one who climbed up and down to add firewood for you in the second half of the night. I didn't wake you up because you slept so soundly. I have to say it felt good to be able to see you alive the next day."

Seeing that Lyon looked dazed and had no interest in talking today, completely different from the familiar attitude he had in the past few days when he was trying to drag him to chat about all sorts of things, Jon curled his lips, feeling bored, and disappeared from Lyon's sight. It was obvious that Jon sat back down.

Although Jon said there was no danger, with half of his body exposed for a long time, it was easy for him to be shot by a wildling from somewhere.

This was proved by an unlucky night watchman who almost lost his life two days ago, proving that this kind of luck is absolutely unacceptable.

Unfortunately, Lyon experienced and witnessed the entire process of the Night Watch brother being murdered.

Because, Leon was the Night's Watch brother who almost died. The wildling's arrow just grazed Leon's scalp. If it had gone just one centimeter shorter, Leon would have had to take the next train of reincarnation.

Although the chief ranger, Lord Benjen Stark, immediately led a team of rangers to search in the direction indicated by Lyon, they did not catch a single hair of the wildling.

This was definitely a big blow to Leon, who was still somewhat excited about arriving in a different world.

Since then, Leon's temperament has become a little taciturn and he has become more worried about gains and losses.

Even now this young man's body is more than three to five times stronger than the weak high school student in his previous life.

But Lyon still didn't dare to bet that his skull was harder than the conical arrows made of wolf teeth by the savages.

The seven days passed in a flash, and even though Leon was very curious about everything around him when he first arrived, his curiosity was replaced by a strong sense of unwillingness and fear of death when he was faced with the endless wilderness and the spider sense that came from his sixth sense from time to time.

Even every time he stood on guard in the watchtower, Leon couldn't help but stare blankly, wondering how he could escape from this damn place.

But when Lyon was eating in the cafeteria, he heard more than once that deserters from the Night's Watch were caught by the northern lords and beheaded on the spot.

Listening to the old soldiers talking about how the deserters died and the cruel smiles that appeared on their faces from time to time, Leon felt a chill all over his body.

Regardless of whether he was lucky enough to escape from the North, with his complete lack of knowledge of this world, Leon was afraid that by then he would be able to come up with a hundred ways to kill him.

But is it okay not to escape?

Even though Leon knew very little about this world, he was well aware of the White Walkers that appeared throughout the eight seasons of the TV series. What was even more terrifying was that he was on the front line fighting against the White Walkers. With the level of self-defense he learned from short videos, he was afraid that after three or five rounds, the White Walkers would have to kneel down and pinch his philtrum to beg him not to die.

Even if he dies, as soon as the Night King raises his hand, Leon will have to stand up and continue to play the role of the walking dead. He will never be reborn!

"Oh my God, no, the Seven Gods, that's not right. The people of the North believe in the Old Gods... Anyway, no matter which of the gods appears, please come and save me, a lost lamb!"

Thinking of this, Leon sat back on the wooden floor in the arrow tower, muttering to himself.

Normally speaking, in other novels, the protagonists are all equipped with systems as soon as they are born, so it is rare for Leon to have to pray on his own.

But better late than never.

"Sorry for being late... Congratulations to the host for awakening the Mount and Blade panel! A Thousand Faces God system is included as a gift."