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

"Alright, you damned peasants and sons of thieves, Lord Leon doesn't need your service here anymore, get out of here."

Jon's words made the new recruits feel relieved. After seeing Lyon nod slightly, they quickly put down their work and scattered.

Lyon felt a little unsatisfied at this rare noble enjoyment in his life, and he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Jon who had ruined his good fortune.

"Don't forget what I told you last night. Go find the commander-in-chief now and complete your Night's Watch oath ceremony!"

"But unfortunately, Eddie and I both have guard duty today and cannot witness such a glorious moment of yours." After Jon said this, Eddie also had a regretful expression on his face and nodded to Leon.

"So, go quickly. When you come back, I want you to explain every detail of the oath ceremony to me in person. Promise me, Leon."

"Yes, I will."

After saying that, after hesitating for a while, Leon reluctantly left the dormitory and headed towards the command tower alone.

Along the way, after the incident of the White Walkers entering his dream, although Lyon seemed nonchalant, he was actually silently tense in his heart.

So Leon easily discovered that something was wrong coming from one of the buildings in Black Iron Castle.

"Dang~dang~dang~"

Accompanied by the rhythmic sound of blacksmith Donald hammering the sword blank, Lyon walked into the only blacksmith shop in the Black Iron Castle.

"Leon, do you want me to make a new sword? Or do you want me to make you some other weapon?"

The blacksmith Donald knew who the visitor was without even turning his head. While he was speaking, his hands kept moving, one hand holding an iron clamp and the other holding a hammer, hammering hard until the material in front of him gradually took the shape of a long sword.

"This seems to be my first time visiting your blacksmith shop, but I have heard so many stories about you from other recruits that my ears are almost callused."

"What kind of legend did you hear? Was it that I traveled all over the Seven Kingdoms? Or that I tasted countless delicacies from the mountains and the sea? Or that I had hundreds of women? Or that I fought hundreds of battles?"

When talking about himself, blacksmith Donald seemed to have endless words to say. He raised his strong arms high and then dropped them heavily. This mechanical movement, day after day, night after night, had long been integrated with blacksmith Donald.

"All of them, but the only thing missing is why a big shot like you would choose to go north to the Wall."

"Tell me, when was your broken arm reattached?"

Faced with a strange situation that would have frightened ordinary people to death, Leon was quite relaxed. He pulled a chair from the side and sat down slowly, wanting to hear what the 'blacksmith Donald' in front of him had to say.

The blacksmith Donald's nickname is Broken Arm. You know, there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

It was after he lost an arm during the Siege of Storm's End that the blacksmith Donald decided to put on black and live in seclusion from the world. However, the two arms of this 'Blacksmith Donald' were intact, with no signs of recent stitches.

Donald, the blacksmith whose identity was exposed by Leon on the spot, did not seem angry. He slowly and methodically made the material in his hand into a sword shape, and then stabbed it into the cold rapeseed oil beside him, and then turned around to face Leon.

However, the blacksmith Donald did not explain to Leon who he was. Instead, he said something meaningful.

"The boy owes his life to the Thousand-Faced God."

"What the hell? I'm asking for your name."

"Someone has no name."

"What do you mean by someone or not someone? Can't you use first-person adjectives?"

"Someone knows how to use it, but that person has already devoted himself to serving the Thousand-Faced God. Now that person is just a nobody."

Leon, it felt like he had no idea what was going on with this guy who called himself someone. Just hearing all the names of someone else made Leon, who had average comprehension ability, feel a bit overwhelmed.

However, from the tone of his voice, Leon recalled the plot of the TV series and pieced together some things.

"Then let me ask you, which life does the boy you mentioned owe to the Thousand-Faced God?"

"Alliser Thorne."

This time, the blacksmith Donald did not keep saying "someone and someone", but directly gave a specific and accurate name.

"So it's him?"

"Yes, the Thousand-Faced God can't wait any longer, so you need to act quickly, boy."

"Wait, why should I obey the will of this Thousand-Faced God you mentioned? You should know that this is the North, and we believe in the Old Gods. And I have never heard of your Thousand-Faced God."

"There is no need for you to quibble, boy. Someone has already paid a sufficient price in blood money. All you need to do is take Alliser Thorne's life."

"Then may I ask who paid the blood money?"

Leon was a little curious. Although Alliser Thorne in real life was sarcastic and heartless, he did his best to train a group of new recruits who were just robbers and thieves into qualified Night's Watch men. Apart from Jon, Leon couldn't think of anyone else who had such a deep hatred for Alliser Thorne that he would even do everything to ask the Faceless Men to assassinate him.

Although in the end this task was outsourced and delegated to other levels and finally fell on Lyon's head.

It would have been fine if he was confused before, but now he clearly has a chance to find out the whole story. It would be reasonable for Lyon to ask for everything before sending Alliser Thorne to the front, right?

Perhaps he was fed up with Leon's endless questioning like a curious baby. The expressionless blacksmith Donald turned around and took out the tempered sword from the rapeseed oil. He didn't know what magic he used, but after a few simple "ping-pong" knocks, a brand new one-handed longsword emitting a faint blue light was handed to Leon.

"This is the reward that the Thousand-Faced God gave to the boy, but in order to urge the boy, it was given in advance."

Looking at the light, apart from the gradually dimming blue light, only the black and white color that divided the sword from the central axis was constantly shining, like the separation between hell and heaven.

"Black and white kiss?"

"Yes."

After saying that, the blacksmith Donald reached out and lifted up his human skin mask, revealing an ordinary face that looked just like anyone else in the crowd.

"After the deed is done, the boy can find someone to make weapons at any time, and he only needs to hold this coin and call someone 'Maude'."

"Someone will travel thousands of miles and come to someone in half a day."

After saying that, the man with the common face raised his hand and threw out a coin that had no front or back, or rather, both sides had human faces, and flicked it in the air for dozens of times with his fingertips.

Seeing this, Leon subconsciously wanted to reach out to take it, but was grabbed by the common face in advance.

"Someone said that I can only give it to you after the task is completed, and the task must be completed before the sun sets completely today."

The lifeless face of the public was almost moved by Leon's recklessness.

"I have an idea. If we keep chasing the sun at a very fast speed, then this mission will never be completed!"

"The Thousand-Faced God is very unhappy with the boy's sophistry."

After saying that, the Common Face retreated. Leon felt a flash before his eyes. Then he looked carefully again, but there was no trace of the Common Face in the blacksmith shop.

But there was indeed an extremely sharp steel sword on the table.

Maude also thoughtfully gave her a scabbard that matched the gorgeous sword.

As soon as he took the hilt of the sword, Leon couldn't help but praise it, "Nice sword!"

The Mount and Blade panel also made some noise for Leon, as if offering a treasure.

"Obtained 'Black and White Kiss' x1, after equipping, Agility +10, Magic Breaking +10, Description: Made of the legendary Valyrian steel, unstoppable!"

……

Is this why the more powerful the equipment, the shorter the description? Very good and powerful!

Seeing that the Mount and Blade panel had been silent for a long time, Lyon thought excitedly.

It just so happens that the bloodthirsty progress bar in his system is only one person away from being upgraded again.

"Alisha Thorne, if I step through the door with my left foot first, you will be dead today!"