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

After seeing that Leon was fine, Spacium rushed forward and the blade of his two-handed sword landed on Grace's neck.

"Wait a minute!" Leon suddenly stopped Spacium's behavior. Grace looked at Leon with hatred in her eyes, and she was very dissatisfied with Leon's evaluation of her being too weak.

But the situation was already decided at this point, even Dog-Head Hama was defeated, and Gracea didn't know who else could defeat this young-looking but terrifyingly powerful Night Watchman in front of her.

"As the only woman in the camp, your strength is obviously not that of a chicken in the camp. I am curious about your identity."

In this battle, Lyon personally killed no less than a dozen savages. Naturally, he would not be merciful to the female savages. Of course, Lyon still had some tolerance for those who were too beautiful.

After the battle, Gracia's wild personality and her appearance that was full of the charm of the northern plains made Leon... or to be more precise, little Leon raise his head.

In Grey Crow Village, Leon looked down upon ordinary peasant women, but other night watchmen had no intention of keeping themselves clean.

Speaking objectively, at this time, Lyon had already adapted to the local customs and fully accepted the temperament of most nobles in this world.

Lust is no exception.

"Hehe, damn crow, don't even think about attacking her!" Dog-headed Hama, who had been lying on the ground for a long time, threatened Leon in an extremely weak manner.

And Gresa was even more determined, and took out a dagger from somewhere, and put it on her neck to show her determination. Seeing this, Leon touched his face and suddenly felt that he seemed to have the qualifications to be a villain.

That won't do. It's just that he killed a lot of people and has some blood on his body. Leon's mentality is not that abnormal.

"Well, since she is your forbidden lover, I won't use the name of your wife."

Leon looked at Grace with regret, she didn't look very old. With this in mind, Leon squatted in front of Grace, completely ignoring the danger of the dagger in her hand, and showed a smile that he thought was sunny.

"If you want, I can get you out of his clutches!"

Although the smile on Leon's face was bright at this moment, in Grace's eyes, he looked even more ferocious than the direwolf.

"Damn it Crow, she's my daughter, don't touch her! We can talk about the terms."

Seeing Leon approaching Gresa, Dog-Headed Hama endured the severe pain in his body and struggled to get up from the ground. However, he was kicked down by a Night Watcher Oath-taker behind him, who then made an extremely insulting move, stepped on Dog-Headed Hama's face, and buried the latter's face deeply in the muddy ground soaked with blood.

"So she's your daughter. You and your daughter don't look alike at all." Leon stood up, walked to the front of Dog-Headed Hama, waved his hand, and the Night Watchman Oath-Taker moved his foot away from Dog-Headed Hama's face.

The Night's Watchmen and even the wildling warriors nearby turned a blind eye to what was happening.

Ever since the White Walkers became a legend, the war between the Night's Watch and the wildlings, which lasted for thousands of years, has left both sides with hatred and contempt for each other engraved in their bones. This level of insult is nothing in the eyes of both sides.

If the Night's Watch were defeated today, their situation would not be much better.

Dog-headed Hama raised his head from the mud with deep disappointment in his eyes as he looked at the tribesmen standing around him who had abandoned their weapons and armor.

Unexpectedly, no one was willing to stand up and continue to resist, but the injuries on Dog-Head Hama's body kept reminding him that they were no match for Leon in a head-on battle. Even Grace, who graduated from the House of Black and White and specialized in sneak attacks, couldn't break Leon's defense.

The advantage in numbers would disappear in such a small-scale battle, unless the savages were prepared to pay the price of losing their chief.

Without the protection of the chief, even if these savages managed to return to the ice and snow, they would be buried alive by the King Beyond the Wall, and their families would be separated and incorporated into other tribes.

"Do you think we still need to negotiate terms under the current circumstances?"

"Let my people go. They have already lost the war. I can tell you a piece of information that is related to the life and death of your Night's Watch."

"Oh? Tell me about it. If it's really that important, we can still negotiate the terms."

Just as Leon showed an interested expression on his face, Gresa behind him shouted loudly: "Father, don't ruin the plan of the King Beyond the Wall for us!"

Grace's mouth was quickly blocked by a piece of rough cloth, but her words made Dog-Headed Hama's heart waver. After a flash of hesitation across his face, he shook his head, obviously making a choice between the order of the King Beyond the Wall and the current fate of his people.

"Let them sail five miles away from the coastline, and I will tell you!" Then, Goutou Hama added a condition.

"Let you go, and then let you continue to stir up trouble and harm the people of the Northern Territory in the gifted land? Besides, who knows whether what you said is true or false? What if the information you said is of no value to me?"

"I will ensure that my people will immediately retreat to the north of the Wall by boat, and my intelligence will definitely exceed your imagination."

After Dog-Headed Hama finished speaking, Spethium, who had been in the Night's Watch for a long time and understood the ways and habits of the wildlings, came up to Leon and said loudly without avoiding Dog-Headed Hama: "Sir, the promises of the wildlings are never to be trusted."

"I can swear on the weirwood of the old gods that if I say even a single word of falsehood, the flames of the seven levels of hell will devour me on the spot!" Seeing that someone doubted his character, Dog-Headed Hama immediately filled his body with strength, climbed up, half-knelt and swore.

"Actually, I have an idea. Why don't you all swear allegiance to me? That way, no one of you will die, and I can listen to your intelligence without worrying about it. How do you think?"

"Impossible! Free men will never be slaves!"

"No, sir, savages cannot be trusted!"

When Leon expressed his opinion, he was opposed by both the wildlings and the Night's Watch. So Leon curled his lips and continued, "Well, in that case, you and your daughter have to stay as hostages. By the way, is there an alien in your tribe? Hand him over as a hostage as well."

Inside the tent, Havertz, who had been secretly spying on the situation, suddenly felt a chill all over his body when he heard Lyon's words. Given Lyon's decisiveness in killing, he would definitely be in trouble if he fell into Lyon's hands, so he immediately planned to escape.

"Are you talking about Havertz? He is in the tent!" Thinking of his body being controlled just now, Dog-headed Hama was full of anger. If he hadn't made trouble at the beginning, it would be hard to say who would win or lose now.

But suddenly, Goutou Hama came up with a good idea to kill two birds with one stone.

"You can go into the tent and take a look. He has been ill since he escaped. He may be dead now."

"Dead?" Leon was still frightened by the alien who could easily control other people's consciousness, but since he had never seen the alien's body with his own eyes, Leon would not believe other people's one-sided words.

Havertz, who was about to escape, was startled when he heard what Dog-Head Hama said, but then he thought maybe he could give it a try.

If I can control Leon, who is more powerful than Dog-Head Hama, wouldn't I be invincible?

At that moment, he was waiting at the door of the tent, ready to use his mind control technique as soon as Leon came in.