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

Apparently, the people of Westeros are unaware of the legend of a certain unknown master of martial arts who knows a little bit about everything.

When Leon said this extremely arrogant words in a calm tone, all the creatures around him seemed to be cast under a spell of immobilization, and they were frozen in place for a moment.

Even Alliser Thorne, who had always been full of bad intentions, didn't care about his image and opened his mouth wide.

"What did this kid just say?"

"Yes, I didn't hear clearly what Mr. Ladybug said, but I think it was very stylish."

"He said he wanted to beat ten..."

"Hmm... hit ten?"

After a long while, everyone finally woke up from their dream. Even though they repeatedly confirmed that they had not misheard or misunderstood what Leon said.

Then, everyone spontaneously burst into the warmest applause and laughter they had ever had in their lives.

This made it possible for everyone in the small Black Iron Castle to hear the astonishing noise coming from the direction of the parade ground no matter where they were.

At this moment, no matter whether they have work at hand or are passing by the parade ground, people are curious and want to go to the parade ground to find out what is going on.

"Strange, isn't today the selection for the Night's Watch brothers? Why haven't I heard that there's a circus coming?" A passerby thought to himself on the way to the parade ground.

On the haystack, Jon was not encouraged when he heard Lyon's shocking words. Instead, he felt deeply ashamed. He secretly wished he was a groundhog so that he could quickly dig a hole and hide.

Jon and Lyon have always had a close relationship, and since he reacted like this, the behavior of others is reasonable.

The little devil was the first to arrive at the parade ground. Although he was born with a disability and walked with two short legs, he was always the first to arrive whenever there was gossip. This might be his innate talent as a dwarf.

After listening to the half-understood retelling of the people around him, not only the little devil, but almost half of the residents of Black Iron Castle knew about Leon's previous bold words.

Even Lord Commander Ser Jeor Mormont, who was busy with many affairs and rarely appeared in front of the Night's Watch, and Grand Maester Aemon of the Dark Iron Castle were alarmed and decided to appear together.

As soon as the two of them appeared, the originally noisy training ground suddenly became much quieter. After the two highest power holders understood the whole story, before Grand Maester Aemon had time to smile, he looked seriously at Leon in the middle of the field with his old and kind face, and asked solemnly: "Leon, if I remember correctly, your Victor family is not known for bravery or outspokenness."

After hearing Grand Maester Aemon's question, many people in the audience couldn't help but laugh secretly, even with Jeor Mormont there to suppress their laughter.

"Reporting to Grand Maester Aemon, the emblem of my Victor family is thorns and swords, and the family motto is: 'Burning Blood Road'."

"Oh? It seems you still remember. So, are you confused by the fever or your brain is not well?"

Grand Maester Aemon continued to ask questions in a serious tone. After several rounds of questions and answers, the laughter in the arena rose and fell, one wave higher than the other.

Ser Jeor Mormont, who usually has a bad temper, showed his gentle side to others for a rare time.

"Young man, your courage in standing up for your companions is commendable. But the premise is that you cannot hurt yourself. Are you sure you want to challenge ten opponents? I just hope you can answer me honestly."

"Reporting to the commander-in-chief, with my martial arts skills, it is not an exaggeration to say that I can beat ten of them. If it were not for the order of rank, I would have challenged the coach today."

Leon's answer was neither timid nor arrogant, but rather inspiring. Of course, this was from the perspective of an outsider, not from the perspective of those who thought Leon was crazy.

Jeor Mormont no longer cared whether Lyon was arrogant or seeking death.

In his opinion, the previous questions were his last step as the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. It was his recognition of the deep friendship between Lyon and Jon after he understood the ins and outs of the matter.

However, for Jeor Mormont, three times the limit is enough. Since he has given the other party a way out and he refuses to give up, then let Lyon go.

Then the commander-in-chief turned around and pushed through the crowd and left.

Many calm and experienced Night Watch leaders also left, as they believed today's incident was just a farce.

Over the years, as the quality of the Night's Watch has gradually declined, the castle that once stood tall and protected humans from the White Walkers has now become a mixed bag. They are used to seeing all kinds of people.

In their eyes, Leon was just the weakest and most arrogant of these motley crowd.

Therefore, the ending was already determined.

However, Grand Maester Aemon did not leave. Instead, he summoned an apprentice and whispered a few words to him, and the apprentice hurried back with a medicine box.

It is obvious that Grand Maester Iemon has a heart as kind and compassionate as his appearance.

When the Lord Commander appeared, Alliser Thorne was worried that his actions might be too extreme, and that the Lord Commander would step in to stop it, or at least provide a fair competition environment for Lyon.

However, to his relief, the commander-in-chief did not comment.

The competition will still proceed as planned!

"How long are you bunch of losers going to keep the audience waiting? Do I need to call out your names one by one and ask you to come out and challenge our 'Fight Ten Adults'?"

A cruel yet excited expression appeared on Alliser Thorne's face on the podium.

He was like the slave gladiatorial master of Yunkai, carefully selecting the ten most capable warriors to stand out.

"Master Head Coach, we don't need ten of them. I alone is enough!"

Hod saw that he was surrounded by residents of Black Iron Castle, including some of the girls he liked.

Driven by a strong desire to perform and the sense of accomplishment of defeating his old enemy Jon, he couldn't help but shout loudly.

However, his words had the opposite effect.

Although Hood's words won the appreciation of some people, more people showed dissatisfaction.

It seems that people still want to see Lyon fight one against ten.

"What the hell are you talking about, you stone head? Ten! Any less would be disrespectful to Ladybug!"

Alliser Thorne on the podium was almost twitching with anger at Hord's brainless remarks.

Even if he went down in person, he might not be able to easily defeat ten fully armored Night's Watch recruits, not to mention that Lyon had the same conditions as Jon before, and was not allowed to wear armor. In Alliser Thorne's view, such conditions were undoubtedly a sure kill for Lyon.

He absolutely cannot tolerate any unexpected events that would hinder the realization of his plans.

So, Alliser Thorne quickly signaled to the recruits around him with his eyes, ordering them to take action immediately to end Hord's self-boasting farce.

"Hey, Mr. Ladybug, are you ready to leave any last words?" Hood walked to the front confidently, wanting to imitate the behavior of those big shots and interrogate Leon about his last words before chopping off his head.

However, Leon just tilted his head lightly and said, “Are you here to die first?”

This sentence was like a drop of cold water splashing into hot oil, which immediately caused an uproar among the people around.

There were even a few people who had never heard such a funny joke and laughed so hard that they fainted on the spot.

But for Hod, one of the people who heard this, he felt completely different.

He felt provoked, and even in Leon's clear pupils, his reflection looked as ridiculous as a hairy savage.

So, Hod was furious, and he rushed towards Lyon first. Following closely behind him were more than ten Night Watch recruits, who gathered together densely like a flock of crows, eager to devour Lyon completely without leaving a single bone.

Finally, seeing that the conflict was about to break out, the crowd around held their breath and rushed forward, eager to witness Lyon's possible tragic end in the next moment.

However, no one among the onlookers showed any sympathy for Lyon, because those who still had a trace of compassion in their hearts had all disappeared with the departure of Jeor Mormont.

Therefore, the only people left on the field were those who were keen on watching the fun and were not afraid of getting involved.