Jiang Yiming expects that the adventurers such as Wendelin who stay in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire will make another great achievement and cause greater changes to the plot, but what disappoints him is that these people keep rushing to the south and do not seem to have any intention of continuing to hunt nobles.

"Forget it, let's have a meal and come back and see."

An hour later, Jiang Yiming once again turned his gaze to Wendelin's adventurers, still seeing them moving forward, nothing had happened. After listening to their words, I realized that the time was already the next day.

"It seems that the time ratio between the world of A Song of Ice and Fire and the dream realm is at least twenty times greater."

I don't know why, the speed of time in the world of the Dark Void is generally many times that of the real world, but as long as a stable connection is established with the dream, their own time passage speed will be assimilated into dream time.

This situation is a very good thing for Jiang Yiming and the adventurer, just like now that he has finished reading a million-word novel, five hours have passed, and it is already the sixth day on Wendelin's side.

"It's finally about to start, and although you can't go in person for safety, it's still okay to feel the adventurers' experiences through the guò adventure watch, which is actually similar to the real ontology in the past."

Jiang Yiming was lying on the bed, his eyes closed as if he was asleep, but he had actually paid attention to Wendelin and them. Due to the different time passages of the two worlds, in order not to make himself schizophrenic, he must also enter the dream realm.

……

Wendelin, Jamulebi and others came to a small castle under the leadership of the old shepherd, and frowned when they first saw the six-meter-high wall, but after a closer look, they were full of certainty.

The circumference of this circular castle is no more than three or four hundred meters, and the outer walls have been eroded by wind and rain to the point of pits, and there are withered weeds in the crevices.

Compared to Winterfell, it's like the gap between a child and a grown strong man. It's okay to defend one or two hundred rangers, and it's not a fortified city that they can't attack for more than a dozen adventurers.

It's just that Wendelin's purpose is to kill the nobles here, not to capture this small castle, and they don't have to spend a lot of effort to attack it.

"Who are you, what are you doing in Fort Frank?" The small castle has only one gate. Soldiers shouted at the adventurers on the gatehouse.

Wendelin took two steps and said to a head sticking out of the gatehouse, "We have come from Winterfell, bringing with us a message from Sir Epping. We also have Sir Family's tokens, if you don't believe me, pull them up and have a look. ”

This Sir Epping. It was a nobleman in Winterfell who was killed by a senior adventurer, and the ring token on his body was not left behind, and was served in a pot.

"It's less than a dozen people, only two or three at most, and we don't know Sir Epping very well." The head on the gatehouse isn't stupid either. Retracted for a moment and then leaned out again, asking about the suspicions.

It's just that he is facing more than a dozen modern people, and where is the trick he has seen that this sparsely populated northern natives can compare, he has already had a way to deal with it.

"We have come to report the very important news that King Robert was ambushed outside Winterfell and almost died at the hands of the bandits, but luckily the king is safe and sound. It's just that in this way, two or three people are not safe.

Lord Epin's specific message can only be said to the adults, and you can't listen to it, and besides, none of us are wearing armor. Definitely not those messy mercenaries. ”

Wendelin was calm in the face of difficulties, and the reasons for coming out in vain were also very sufficient, and there seemed to be nothing unreasonable.

Even Jiang Yiming's slightest thought after hearing the conversation from the adventure watch, he felt that the reason was very sufficient, this castle would open the gate next, and then the adventurers' heads would be cut off.

"This news was received from Winterfell a few days ago, but it wasn't as detailed as you said, but why didn't Lord Epping use you instead of Raven to deliver the message? It's time-consuming. The head sticking out of the gate was puzzled.

Wen Delin's heart tightened, and the hairs on his body stood upside down. There was a feeling of dizziness in the head: how did no one mention this! Didn't anyone brag about watching the TV series five or six times, how could they even make this mistake?

"If we use ravens, it might leak out, so that's why we passed it on. It's a little slower, though. But it's safe. He probably stayed for less than a second before he came up with an excuse that perfectly explained the defenders' doubts.

The other adventurers breathed a sigh of relief and secretly gave Wendelin a thumbs up: this guy's reaction is so fast, it's really material for a liar.

This time there was really no more obstacle, and the gate of the castle was opened, revealing a hole more than four meters wide. Like the open mouth of a giant beast.

But Wendelin and the others had no choice, and if they wanted to return to reality, they had to complete the tasks shown on the adventure watch, and kill at least one jazz to be enough.

Nothing happened from the city gate, and smiles hung on the faces of Wendelin, Jamulbi, and the others. It was obvious that they were scaring themselves just now, this Fort Frank had lost seventy percent of its defenses, and the rest of the defense was provided by the soldiers in the fort.

"Please, my lord is in the drawing-room waiting for Sir Epping's message. By the way, only you can go in, and the others will wait outside, so don't walk around. "A group of ten soldiers followed the adventurers, both as a guide and as a surveillance.

For possible surveillance, Wendelin and they have long been prepared and have a strategy to deal with it, so the smiles on their faces are calm, and they look like real messengers.

Wendelin grabbed the shoulders of a senior man and said, "Let's go in with me, it's just the two of us, and we won't bring weapons." I brought him to prevent me from forgetting jì, and this message is very important and must not be left out. ”

Sonorous, Wen Delin threw the long sword at his waist to the ground, it was more convenient for the senior, no metal weapon had to be carried on his body, as long as he had a pair of hands.

The guards in front of the hall searched the two men carefully, and found nothing that could threaten Lord Frank.

The nobles of the north have always been rough in style, and the decoration of the hall is almost non-existent, at most there are some simple tapestries hanging on the walls, and the rest are all original stone walls, and the cold wind blows through the gaps between the stones.

"What message does Sir Epping want you to bring for such trouble? Didn't that old fellow always look at me with a pleasing eye, and even thought," Frank sat in a chair with a bearskin blanket on his face.

At this moment, the senior man beside Wendelin suddenly launched his transformation, and in just a few seconds, he turned into a dinosaur man covered in scale armor, and pounced towards Frank, who was ten meters away. (To be continued.) )