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

Lyon stood in front of the Night Watch deserter and asked condescendingly:

"Your name?" There was no emotion in his voice, as if he was asking about something ordinary.

The Night Watch deserter raised his head, which was mostly covered with gray hair, revealing a face full of vicissitudes and stories.

His eyes revealed a deep sense of fatigue and helplessness, and he responded:

"I am just an ordinary person who has escaped death. Young man, if you can't stand me, just give me a quick death."

Lyon's eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He examined the Night's Watch deserter in front of him, trying to find the truth from his eyes and expression.

"That's not what I meant."

Leon said slowly, his voice low and firm, "Tell me, why did you run away?"

The Night's Watch deserter was silent for a moment, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, as if he was recalling those memories that he didn't want to touch.

"I have seen my comrades die tragically at the hands of the dead and dragons... I can no longer endure that kind of horror."

He swallowed and continued, "I'm not a coward, but I'm just an ordinary person and I'm afraid of death."

"Dead men and dragons?"

Leon seemed to be somewhat confused and continued to ask:

"Aren't these all allies of the Night's Watch?"

In his heart, Leon couldn't help but wonder: Did Victor mess everything up after he came back?

Lyon frowned slightly, he could understand the fear in the heart of the Night's Watch deserter. If he really faced the attack of countless dead legions and the dragon's flames washing the ground, it would be something that mortals would not be able to defeat. However, the deserter's behavior still made him dissatisfied.

"Even so, you cannot abandon your responsibilities."

Leon stood up straight, his voice revealing a kind of majesty, "If everyone escapes like you, this continent will be destroyed."

The Night's Watch deserter lowered his head and remained silent, as if thinking about Leon's words.

However, the sneer on his lips betrayed his disdain for Leon's words. His gaze gradually became deep, as if he was lost in some memories.

"Now, you have two choices." Leon's tone was cold, leaving no room for maneuver in his words, "Either return to the team, return to the Night's Watch and fight with them against everything you said; or leave here and never come back."

The Night's Watch deserter raised his head and looked directly into Leon's eyes, a bitter smile forming at the corner of his mouth.

"Even the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch at that time was dead. When everyone was in danger, what choice did I have?" His words revealed a sense of helplessness and self-mockery.

Leon did not answer immediately. He knew that in such extreme fear and confusion, everyone's choice might be different.

But he also understood that as Night Watchmen, they were responsible not only for the life and death of individuals, but also for the safety of the entire continent.

In the darkness of the night, the conversation between the two echoed in the empty seashore, accompanied by the sound of waves hitting the rocks, and it seemed particularly clear.

Lyanna and the caravan leader listened quietly on the side, with a thoughtful look in their eyes.

This sudden conversation is not only a trial of a deserter, but also an examination of everyone's inner beliefs.

At this moment, Leon turned his head and looked at Lyanna.

Lyon looked at Lyanna quietly, with no expression on his face, but his heart was turbulent.

He pointed to the Night's Watch deserter and asked to start with what happened to the Night's Watch.

"That was the third year after the Dragon Queen conquered the Southland," Lyanna began slowly, with a hint of heaviness in her voice, "Lord Commander Leon Victor was captured by the Dragon Queen while visiting his relatives in the south.

But for some reason, Commander Leon Victor surrendered to the Dragon Queen without resistance, and his dragon disappeared from the beginning to the end."

Then, Lyanna's next words shocked Lyon. He didn't expect that in the seven years since he left, such earth-shaking changes had taken place in Westeros. His brows were furrowed, and his heart was full of doubts and uneasiness.

"From then on, the world seemed to have triggered some kind of chain reaction," Lyanna continued, with a hint of fear and uneasiness in her eyes. "The army of white walkers, which had been at peace, suddenly rioted. In the North and in all the castles where the Night's Watch was stationed, the white walkers turned against them and attacked the Night's Watch."

Leon's heart tightened, he knew that the threat of the White Walkers was far more terrifying than any human army.

Their attack means not only war, but also the survival of the entire continent.

"At that time, the North did not submit to the Dragon Queen, so it could only face the million-strong army of the White Walkers alone. All the Bear Island warriors of our Mormont family also perished from that time..."

When Lyanna said this, the empty eyes of the White Harbor Knight, the leader of the crippled people, seemed to regain their spirit. He cast a grateful look at Lyanna and added:

"If it weren't for the bravery of the Bear Island warriors, I'm afraid we would have all died in the Stormland..."

"Fortunately, Douglas of the Night's Watch rode Viserys to support us." Lyanna's voice was filled with a hint of relief, but then it became heavy. "From then on, Douglas became the new commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch until he fought and died in the battle with the Night King. The new commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch, Jon Snow, also surrendered to the Dragon Queen..."

Lyon felt an indescribable loss in his heart when listening to Lyanna's words. The surrender of the Night's Watch meant that the North had lost its strongest line of defense.

He knew that behind all this, there must be deeper and more complex reasons.

"And the North does not have enough troops to protect its homeland under the threat of the White Walker army," Lyanna's voice became lower and lower, revealing a sense of helplessness and sadness in her words, "Sansa, the former Warden of the North appointed by the former Lord Commander Lyon, also surrendered to the Dragon Queen."

Leon was silent. He looked at the night sky, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

He never expected that the northern border he once protected has now fallen to such a state.

He knew that the responsibility on his shoulders was heavier, and he had to find a way to change everything.

Lyanna looked at Lyon, a hint of anticipation in her eyes.

She knew that although the man in front of her had an unknown origin, the determination and courage he exuded made her feel inexplicably familiar and trusting.

In the night wind, the conversation between the two echoed over the camp by the sea, accompanied by the sound of the waves, and it was particularly clear.

"And is the Night King still the cause of all this?"

"..."

When Lyon asked this question, not only did Lyanna look at him in silence, but even the disabled captives on the ground had a bewildered look on their faces, as if they had long been accustomed to accepting their fate.

So, Leon turned his back to everyone and planned to leave.

Seeing that Leon was about to leave, Lyanna said hurriedly:

"We plan to rebuild our home in Driftwood Hall. If you are still alive in the future, you can come find us here."

"House Mormont thanks you for your help!"