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

Not to mention what good ideas Lyon has come up with.

Let's turn our attention to the fleeing Savage Alien.

"There's nothing here, let's go somewhere else!" A Night Watcher Oathbearer held a bow and arrow in his hand, carefully scanned the surroundings, and said to his companion beside him. After being promoted to the 4th level of soldiers, not only did he gain terrifying arm strength, but his vision also improved a lot. Seeing that his companions had looked for a long time but found nothing, the two of them rode their horses to go somewhere else.

However, under the cliff where the sworn man had just stood, the escaped alien was lying on the back of a huge dire wolf. He tightly grasped the fur on the back of the dire wolf with both hands, using the darkness to cover the figures of the man and the wolf.

After a long time, when there was no sound, the Savage Alien controlled the direwolf to climb up the cliff. In the dark night, he saw the lights of two torches gradually moving away.

So the Savage Alien quickly focused all his attention on the direwolf under him.

The eyes of the direwolf can see more clearly than those of humans who lack vitamin supplements on a daily basis. With a little moonlight, they can run freely in the wilderness and mountains covered with rugged rocks. In addition, the speed of the direwolf is much faster than that of a thousand-mile horse. In an instant, the wild aliens completely escaped the encirclement of the Night's Watch scouts and ran in one direction without looking back.

It was not until the middle of the night when the direwolf reached the savage camp that it stopped panting.

Just as the Savage Alien regained his vision, he felt a gust of wind blowing past his ears, and a dagger flashing with cold light suddenly appeared at his neck. Even the direwolf under his seat was unable to react.

"Havertz, why are you running so fast? Is there a White Walker chasing you?"

Just as the alien was panicking, thinking that the Night Watch had caught up with him, he heard a familiar, crisp voice playing a joke on him. He heaved a sigh of relief and completely relaxed.

"Gresa, take me to see Lord Hama. I have an emergency to notify you."

But the person behind him did not put down the dagger. Instead, he moved closer and even cut the skin on his neck.

"Why, are you tired of turning into a direwolf hunting game, or did you accidentally discover something?"

"Stop it, Gresa, I've been discovered by the night watchman."

"Oh, you mean Cotter Pyke? Impossible. I control the Gypsophila to fly over Dong Haiwang's head every day. Any movement of his people will be visible to me."

"Of course it's not him. It's the night watchman from the south."

Seeing that Gresa's behavior was full of hostility and she was unwilling to take the dagger from his neck, Havertz gradually clenched his fists, intending to repeat the scene of controlling Hood during the day and control the companions behind him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he had this thought, he felt weak, as if he had not slept for seven days and seven nights. His whole body went limp and he fell on the back of the direwolf.

He ignored the dagger on his neck, as Grace's dagger nearly cut his trachea.

Seeing that Havertz didn't look like he was joking, Grace put away her playful attitude and easily controlled the direwolf under her seat, carrying the two of them towards the territory of the free people.

Soon, the two men and the wolf arrived in front of Dog-Headed Hama's tent. After dismissing the direwolf, Havertz was carried to Dog-Headed Hama by two wildling guards in front of the tent.

"My daughter, what's going on?" It was late at night, and the dog-headed Hama, who was woken up, asked in a bad tone, pointing at the blood on Havertz's chest and the horrific scar on his neck with bloodshot eyes, and asked in a serious tone.

Grace took off her hood, revealing a cute face of ice and snow. She stuck out her tongue playfully and said to the dog-headed Hama with an embarrassed look on her face, "Maybe his direwolf went crazy and killed its master."

"Nonsense, there's clearly a scar on his neck caused by a dagger. I'm not so old that I can't even see this wound." Goutou Hama was furious when he heard this, but his daughter was not afraid of his angry look. Instead, she approached Goutou Hama with a friendly look on her face and knocked hard on her father's back with her slender hands, which had natural strength that allowed her to twist off someone's skull and use it as a bowl.

The anger on Dog-Headed Hama's face disappeared in an instant. He seemed to be enjoying his daughter's service very much. He even couldn't help humming softly after a while.

The savage guards at the door listened intently to the muffled sounds like drums coming from the tent, as if they were accustomed to the noise.

"Go and get the witch doctor to treat Lord Havertz's injuries."

When the guards at the door heard this, one of them immediately set off.

"Okay, my dear daughter, don't I know what you are thinking? I know you don't want to marry Havertz, but you shouldn't hurt him! After all, there are only two aliens like you in our Dog-Head Tribe." Dog-Head Hama gently patted the back of his daughter's hand and said earnestly.

"Who made him so annoying? His wolf often howls until midnight without anyone caring." Gracesa muttered, and her strength increased a lot. The place where her little fist had punched suddenly became swollen.

The dog-headed Hama seemed not to care about the injury on his back at all, and continued to speak to himself: "If you don't want to marry him, then don't marry him."

"Yeah! Father, I knew you were the best..."

"I heard that Prince Sein has just become a widower, and you have your first period, so you can marry him."

Poor Gresa was too happy too early. Dog-headed Hama's words reminded the girl of a sturdy bald Senn man in his forties or fifties. That man had a huge hooked nose on his fierce face, and no less than twenty metal piercing decorations on his face, as well as tattoos of the level corresponding to a prince... From a man's perspective, he must be very handsome, but the girl thought he was extremely ugly. Even Havertz, who was lying on the ground, was much more pleasing to the eye.

"No! I don't want to marry the Thorn Impaler! Never!" After hearing her father's arrangement, Gracea jumped up like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and ran out of the door angrily.

Faced with his daughter's mischief, Goutou Hama couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said to himself: "Maybe you will truly grow up when you become a woman." Soon, the witch doctor came into the tent carrying his medicine box.

He first bent down to check the horrific wound on Havertz's neck. After finding that it was a skin injury, he bandaged it. Then he turned over Havertz's eyelids and looked at him for a long time.

"Master Hama, Havertz is just nervous and overworked. He will be fine after a few days of rest. As for the skin wound, it will scab over in three to five days with his physique."

"Yes, come up here and show me how much the bones in your back are dislocated this time, and help me straighten them."

After seeing his daughter leave, Goutou Hama grimaced, and it was obvious that he did not feel well after being beaten on the back by Grace's little fists.

But after so many years, Goutou Hama has gotten used to it.