Chapter 12 System Upgrade

When the next morning, the head guard, who was drunk last night, saw Clay walking towards him, he immediately sobered up from his remaining drunkenness.

If he wasn't very familiar with his young master, the guard leader would have almost not recognized him, because Clay's image at this time was really unflattering.

The disheveled one refers to Clay. His face was stained with pieces of mud, and his hair and clothes were all covered in the same condition. There seemed to be remnants of vomit on the expensive silk coat. His whole body smelled like it came from a pig pen. fished out of it.

"Uh... Master, what are you doing?"

The guard leader had sobered up and put on a smiling face. He hurriedly came to Clay's side and just sniffed at the stench on his body, pretending not to notice it.

It’s a joke. As an old man from White Harbor, he knows the identity of the person in front of him very well. The old earl has lived a long life, and the heir Lord Willis is not in good health. There is no telling that this person in front of him will become a majestic white man with great power one day. Earl of Hong Kong.

As a guard, Clay disappeared all night and he didn't even know it. If the old count found out about the young master's appearance now, he would have to hang him on the tower of the castle.

Clay stretched out his dirty boots and kicked the guard captain to the ground, cursing:

"You bastards, Master, I drank too much at night, where are you guys? You made me lie down in the mud and slept all night. I have to beat you to death..."

It was reasonable, but Clay was actually not angry at all.

Clay said this on purpose. He had to have a preconceived explanation for his look.

Before dawn, Clay, who had dealt with all the traces, dug out of the godswood forest. He thought for a while and did not go back to the room directly. If he was sneaky on the way and was discovered by any southern noble who got up early, it would be very troublesome.

The lords in the south don't care so much, especially at this juncture when Robert arrives at Winterfell, everything is likely to be magnified.

You say you are not an assassin, where is the evidence? I'm sorry, I doubt you are you, and with the queen's character, it's hard to say that Robert will really throw himself into prison, even if he waits until he leaves before being released by Clay.

After enduring it, Clay simply found a deserted mud puddle to lie down. He found an empty wine bottle and carried it in his hand. He pretended to be hungover and fell into the mud puddle until dawn when he was discovered by the early guards. .

Looking at the guard leader who was too busy and careful, Clay was slightly relieved, and his acting skills on the spot were still passable.

"Get me bath water quickly!" Clay shouted.

Under the shocked and disgusted gaze of his sister Vera, Clay returned to his room without changing his expression, took a shower and changed clothes.

After finally tossing himself out to be alone, Clay opened the door with satisfaction. Just as he sat down, his sister Vera came up to her with a gossipy face:

"Clay, tell me honestly, which noble lady did you do business with last night? Tsk, we Mandalay have some status after all, why can't you choose a cleaner place, or Clay, you or that lady have very unique tastes?"

"..."

Clay was shocked. He really wanted to pry open his sister Vera's head to see what was inside.

"Watch your words Vera, a noble lady cannot say such things, be careful not to get married in the future."

"Grandpa can't even control me..."

Ignoring Vera's thoughts, Clay walked out of the house and sat down on a stone pier. The cold north wind made him sober. He finally had a chance to check his system.

When he became the first demon hunter in the history of Westeros, his system was upgraded accordingly.

At that time, he was focused on escaping from the godswood before being discovered. He hadn't had time to check what specific new changes there were.

The light blue system unfolded again, and Clay saw the system:

——

Witcher System (Level 2)

Potions (pull down to expand)

Bomb (pull down to expand)

Equipment (pull down to expand)

Magic Pool: 120

Unlocked Sigils: Quen (Level 1), Arden (Level 1), Alder (Level 1), Igni (Level 1), Yaksi (Level 1)

Items (pull down to expand)

——

There are still 120 points of magic power left, which can completely allow a subject to endure the pain like Clay and become a real demon hunter, although it cannot offset so many very serious side effects.

This also means that Clay's plan to expand the team of witchers has officially begun, and he is already excitedly looking for candidates in his mind.

But that's not what excites Clay the most. Becoming a demon hunter not only means that he has become a powerful warrior with a physical fitness far beyond that of ordinary people and a very fast healing speed, but more importantly:

He can finally try the various potion configurations of the witcher!

Opening the potion column, sure enough, the system did not disappoint him.

There are already four preliminary recipes for potions:

Swallows, cats, thunder, blizzards.

Although it is the elementary level, it is of great significance in this world of low magic. Except for the magic dragon that may soar in the sky later, all victory or defeat will be determined by the sword on the battlefield.

This game of power is essentially a process in which the most powerful gamblers use the violent resources in their hands as chips to desperately win the opponent's chips at the gambling table, because gamblers who have accumulated enough chips can Redeem the boss (if there is one) for a prize called the Iron Throne!

To put it bluntly, the one who has soldiers is the boss. If you don’t have soldiers, you are just a snake. Go home as soon as possible.

Even if it is said that "chaos is the ladder", when he creates chaos, there is always one or several major patrons standing behind him, first Lysa Tully, then Cersei and Tywin, and finally He simply controlled Erin Valley and went to the card table himself.

This is the correct way to play the game called "Game of Thrones". People like "Emperor" Joffrey Baratheon, "Faceless Man" Arya Stark, etc., all did this Turning the table over.

Now, with the support of White Harbor, Clay has become a demon hunter. When he completely digests this power, he will also have the ability to become the person who flips the table.

Clay didn't study the specific formulas of the four potions, so there was no rush yet. The sudden and outrageous force would only arouse people's suspicion.

The excitement faded, and he was now thinking about one thing. What secrets were hidden in the weirwood or the heart tree? He had tried so many plants and animals in the north, so why did the heart tree have such huge magic power?

If it is because the heart tree is the core of worship and the so-called power of faith, then Clay feels that this view reverses the causal relationship. I am afraid that when the worship of the old gods rose, people discovered the magic power of the heart tree, so Just go and worship it, right?

So this raises another question, where does the magic power of the heart tree come from?

He didn't believe that the plant itself had magic power at all. There must be other reasons.