Chapter 298 Half asleep and half awake

What expansion is this?

You didn't even feel it when someone chopped your palm off?

Clay had no sense of hurtful guilt.

Since this is a completely necrotic limb, it is not representative.

So, Clay's sword penetrated into another guy's thigh.

It didn't hit him with a sword, Clay wasn't some disabled psychopath.

Seeing dark red blood slowly flowing out, the injured person still had no intention of waking up.

Clay knew he didn't have to try again.

What the hell is this?

Great hypnosis?

Can the three-eyed crow still do this?

Why didn't he know?

Although this move has the quality of the old god's agent, Clay is still a little unbelievable.

He finally understood why the information from the north was not getting through.

By analogy, maybe everyone fell asleep before the message was sent?

…

Clay used all the methods he could think of on these crew members, but obviously he couldn't make them wake up.

He also understood how the ship ran aground.

This scene looks like a drunk driving scene, but at some point, the people on this boat were suddenly hypnotized collectively.

Then, the ship lost control and did not change its course. Therefore, it drew a beautiful straight line on the water and rushed straight to the beach. This is how it looks now.

There's not much to see here.

Clay is not a philanthropist, nor a saint.

He had no time to think about whether these people who had been sleeping for several days could survive.

He has more, more important people to save, and he can't waste time on these people.

So, he boarded the dragon's back again and flew towards White Harbor in the north.

Soon, he arrived at White Harbor.

However, he discovered that there were actually people awake here.

In the huge open space of New Castle, Clay's dragon landed.

He broke into the gate of the new castle and immediately heard several screams and the sound of a sword being unsheathed.

"Don't panic, it's me!"

Clay shouted.

Staying in the castle, the guard was fuming, fighting with his eyes closed, and determined not to let himself fall asleep. He tried his best to see the person clearly.

"Master Clay!"

They were stunned for a moment, and they all saw the giant dragon that suddenly appeared.

Originally, under normal circumstances, Baigang should be in a state of panic now, as if it were facing a formidable enemy.

But after the strange thing happened four days ago, they no longer had such thoughts.

However, they never expected that the person who jumped off the dragon's back was actually their eldest young master.

They are all old men from White Harbor, and no one will admit their mistake.

"I don't have time to explain to you my relationship with dragons now. It's enough to know that your young master can control dragons. Now, tell me what's going on!"

After all, he was the eldest young master of Baigang, one of the absolute core members of the family. The guards, who were drowsy, swaying, but erect, looked at each other and suppressed the fear and doubt in their hearts.

The young master came back at this time, and they had a backbone.

Anyway, it is enough to know that the young master has not been replaced.

It's not a bad thing to be able to control a dragon, it's whatever the young master says.

At that moment, someone replied:

"Master Clay, we don't know what exactly happened."

"Four days ago, we suddenly felt that something was missing from our minds. Then, some people around us immediately fell to the ground and fell asleep completely. They couldn't wake up no matter how hard they screamed."

"The rest of us are also in a deep sleepy state."

"But we know that this situation is not right, and we must not fall asleep easily."

"Fortunately, our situation is not serious. Even if we really can't bear it, we can still be woken up."

"But because I was too sleepy, I couldn't do anything. There was still so much snow outside, so there was nothing I could do."

Clay's brows were completely knitted together, and he asked:

"When such a big thing happened, why didn't you contact Twin River City? Does the old man know about this?"

The guard smiled bitterly:

"Master, we would like to, but all the ravens are asleep, what can we do..."

Yes, I forgot that birds are living creatures.

No wonder there was no life on this road. In four days, most creatures like birds should have froze to death in the snow.

"Where's Uncle Willis? How's he doing?"

Clay asked.

The guard shook his head:

"Mr. Willis was also the first to fall asleep. In the past few days, we have taken turns serving Mr. Willis. The current situation is not bad."

Nodding, since the person was fine, Clay had nothing to say.

Among the direct family members, except for Willis himself, who serves as a guard in White Harbor, the rest are all in Twins City, so Willis is fine, and Clay is relieved.

"Have you ever thought about why you can still stay awake while some people can't? Have you ever found common ground?"

Clay wanted to know that.

However, the guard's answer was beyond his imagination.

After holding it in for a long time, the guard said to Clay:

"Master Clay, we...we privately feel that we are all the kind of people who are aloof, accepting death, and have poor sleep quality...in other words, it is difficult to fall asleep."

There's something wonderful about Clay's expression. What kind of answer is this?

"you sure?"

"Um... Young Master, we people have different beliefs, different positions, and different ages of men and women. Apart from these two points, we really can't find anything in common."

The guards also felt that what they said seemed like nonsense, but this was the result of their hard work these days.

Chewing the guard's words carefully.

If you can tell yourself, no matter how absurd it is, there must be some truth to it.

Looking at the essence through phenomena, Clay felt that he was missing something to explain this strange result.

But after thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't catch the thread.

"Oh, by the way! Lord Clay, there was a letter from Winterfell, saying it was to be delivered to you, Lord Clay."

"This matter has not yet been resolved, and we encountered this situation."

Willis Manderly's personal bodyguard was leaning against the table, breathing heavily.

Suddenly something occurred to me, and I stood up and said these two words to Clay.

"Um?"

Clay was stunned. What was Winterfell doing to him?

"Where is the letter?"

"Lord Willis's study."

"take me."

"Yes, Master Clay."

He followed the guards all the way to the Poseidon Tower that he was familiar with. Willis's study was directly below the old man's study.

Opening the door, a blast of cold air hit my face.

There had been no one here for four days, and the guards had already put out the fireplace, so the temperature here was as cold as an ice cellar.

But Clay didn't care about that. He came to Willis's desk and rummaged through a pile of documents for the letter the guard mentioned.

Winterfell wouldn't come after him for nothing, there must be something going on.

Clay had a hunch that the content of this letter might be related to the Great Sleep Incident.

…

riverlands

Riverrun

Main castle hall

Edmure Tully now hates it extremely. He was deceived by lard in the first place, so why did he want to offend Clay Manderly.

He would never have thought that this lightning-fast heir to White Harbor would actually... be a fucking Dragon King.

What kind of outrageous script is this?

But now that things were like this, it was too late for Edmure Tully to say anything.

No matter how stupid he is, he still knows that the Targaryens are coming back to liquidate his Tully family.

No, Clay Manderly left a message, and the army retreated to Riverrun.

Apparently he drove the dragon north and took away the body of Robb Stark.

But none of the big shots in the Riverlands dared to stand up in person and say no.

Clay Mandler gave them orders as the commander of the army. Who dared not to obey?

In this way, the heads of the riverlands, each with their own evil intentions, led the army back to Riverrun.

They were thankful that Clay Mandler had given such an order.

Because the day after they left, 10,000 Manderly family troops led by Rickard Karstark also arrived.

The army is right behind them, and they can feel the pressure at all times.

After returning to Riverrun, the atmosphere became very strange.

The nobles whispered to each other and organized countless meetings in private. Even in the hall of Riverrun, everyone's eyes were vaguely scanning towards Edmure Tully at the top.

Of course they knew about the Duke of Riverrun when he was stumbling upon Clay.

Originally, the Tully family was on the Targaryen family's liquidation list. If they wanted to have a good ending, they had to rely on another dragon king, Clay Manderly.

However, as luck would have it, Edmure Tully himself provoked Clay himself.

At this time, all the nobles in the Hejian Land had a strong feeling that the situation in the Hejian Land was about to change.

Although the Tully family has been riding on their heads for three hundred years, and they have been loyal to the Tully family for three hundred years, only they understand how much this loyalty is.

The current situation is very similar to the situation three hundred years ago. As long as the time is chosen just right, it may not be impossible to go further.

As long as the nobles who feel that they have this qualification will inevitably have this idea in their minds.

They looked at Edmure Tully, who was just drinking alone on the high platform, like a fat pig waiting to be slaughtered.

These days, Brynden Tully, a man with some reputation among the nobles of the Riverlands, is trying to win over some big nobles who can support the Tully family on this critical occasion. Bundle.

But unfortunately, people are all profit animals.

Seeing that the Tully family's dilapidated boat was about to sink with water everywhere, it was enough for them not to step on it, so it was naturally impossible for them to help at this time.

One or two, in front of Edmure Tully, their speech became more and more arrogant, testing the limit of Edmure Tully's tolerance little by little.

But unlike Tytos Lannister, Edmure Tully was not a ruthless son.

The Tully family's misfortune is coming.

And there was another group of people in this hall, watching all this with cold eyes.

They were the remnants of the northern nobles of Harrenhal who had surrendered to Clay before.

They have nowhere to go. It's not that Clay doesn't allow them to return to the north, but that their troops are all in the hands of Clay Manderly. They, as well as some of the remaining troops, are needed. Rest and healing.

Therefore, they could only follow the riverland army to Riverrun City.

So, I watched helplessly as these people from the river with subtle identities were scheming and scheming against each other.

People kept coming to them asking for information and trying to see if they could get shelter.

They had already landed ashore, but these people were still soaking in the water, so they were naturally anxious.

But no one is a fool, so how can we give them any promises?