After Robb's vanguard army gained a foothold at the Great Wall, it didn't take long for the northern army to arrive.

In the face of those hundreds of thousands of savages, no northern lord could remain calm, so the arrangement that should not be in a hurry also hurriedly sped up the pace. I'm afraid that there will be chaos among the savages during this period.

But in fact, the wild people are much more honest than they think.

Although these barbarian tribes shouted for death and did not kneel before they were submitted, they were quite satisfied with all this when it came to the end.

The elderly, the weak, women and children were assigned to rebuild their "homes" in the wasteland south of the Great Wall. The able-bodied laborers joined the ranks of the Night's Watch after taking the oath, and the long-abandoned fortress at the foot of the Wall was repopulated.

You know, there were nineteen fortresses on the Great Wall in the past, and because of the lack of manpower for the night watch, they had only used three of them before.

On the left is a shadow tower near the mountains, on the right is a look at the East Sea against the sea, and in the middle there is a black castle.

Everything is getting better and better, and in the face of the warm and safe new world south of the Great Wall, those buns haven't even slowed down, how can they find trouble?

Of course, during this period, there were inevitably all kinds of twists and turns and conflicts, but in the end, under the influence of the environment, it still passed peacefully.

Until the arrival of the northern army, there were no big baskets.

……

Leading the large army is Marvel. Severn, a northern lord the Charr was not familiar with, so he didn't go out.

When the army arrived, he was in his bedroom at King's Tower, crouching on the ground, quietly observing a brown turtle soaked in a purple liquid with special symbols written on its shell.

[The Jade Sea Musk Turtle soaked in a special liquid for three days and three nights, its body is filled with a magical power]

[It is full of fear for you]

……

The Charr sometimes felt that the hints of the True Eye were a little redundant, as they are now. This turtle that he put into the purple liquid with his own hands, he naturally knew the secret.

And judging from the way the poor little creature retracted its shell, it was hard for him not to see what kind of "mood" it was in at the moment.

"Anyway, turtles usually shrink when they touch people."

Muttering, Charles thought back to the magic spell he had used to make the Phantasmagor Turtle, and then prepared to cast it with his mouth open.

However, before he could officially start, he suddenly heard a commotion outside the door.

"You don't know me?"

"Of course I do, but I'm sorry, Miss Stark, I don't want anyone to disturb him."

"I'm a good friend of his."

"He said anyone ......"

"A child is no one."

"Anyone, including children, Miss Stark."

"You're mad at me!"

……

The dutiful guards kept the visitor out, and if it was someone else, Charles probably wouldn't have paid attention to it, but judging by the voice, it was obvious that he was looking for some "thick-skinned" acquaintance.

So he commanded aloud.

"Let her in."

"Okay." The guards answered through the door, and seemed to be relieved. Then the door opened, and a gray figure ran in.

Brown-haired and gray-eyed, short, long-faced and short, dressed in a rather ladylike pale green skirt, and a neat and clean white fox fur coat, she looks no different from a normal aristocratic lady.

However, the girl who ran to the front did not behave at all ladylike, but grinned: "Charles! ”

Charles was not as heartless as the other party, looking at the cheerful and lively girl, he had a question, "What are you doing here?" ”

Will Stark let his baby daughter run all the way here? I haven't seen any family members with me, so it seems very abnormal.

"Looking for you, of course." The girl replied, looking curiously at the turtle in front of Charles who was soaked in a silver basin of water and did not dare to show its head.

Noticing her gaze, Charles frowned instead of satisfying her curiosity.

"It's cold and shabby here, and there are strange ghosts, and it's very dangerous."

"Father says it's safer here than in Winterfell." The girl pouted in reply.

Charles laughed dumbly when he heard this, thinking that she was joking, but seeing that the girl's demeanor was different, he corrected his attitude again: "What's wrong?" ”

"Bran is missing!" The girl bit her lip in response.

"Missing?"

"That's right!" Arya said, "And the Mela siblings of Greywater, who visited Winterfell and disappeared with Bran shortly after, and Mom suspected that they kidnapped Bran, but Dad said that he and Holland of Greywater. Reed was a good friend, and he said that Holland had saved his life, so it was impossible for his heirs to do such a thing. ”

"Didn't you find any traces?"

"There are a lot of traces, but I just can't find anyone."

Nodding thoughtfully, Charles felt that this matter probably had nothing to do with the three-eyed crow.

Even if it didn't matter, when this kind of thing happened, it was unlikely that the "protector" of the Stark family would not know about it.

I remember that the original book seems to have this kind of plot.

What is the purpose?

Charles groaned, not asking anything more for a moment.

Arya didn't say anything more, but turned her head to look at Charles's bedroom, curious about the furnishings.

But what she was most curious about was the turtle that was placed in a silver basin of water.

Squatting in front of the basin and looking at it several times, and even reaching out to poke it, seeing that Charles didn't speak for a long time, Arya couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?" ”

"Craft a magic item." Charles replied, thinking for a moment, holding the matter of the Three-Eyed Raven to his heart for a moment, and instead looked at the half-finished product at his feet.

Yes, semi-finished products.

He's not done yet.

The local spells and magic items were tedious to make, and he had been preparing for nearly a week just by soaking the turtle's purple liquid, and then wasting three days of carving the turtle's shell with all sorts of strange symbols

Of course, a lot of turtles were wasted.

This special symbol from the wizard did not have the convenience of being engraved on it by reciting a spell casually, so he had to use his own carving knife.

Fortunately, the knowledge gained after "fighting monsters and leveling up" is as proficient as what you have learned yourself, otherwise it will take longer.

Seeing that she was quiet, Charles continued his behavior, not shying away from the girl's side.

In the sound of the spell, the turtle surrounded by liquid suddenly stretched out its limbs, kicked its legs and struggled, as if he was suffering some great pain, his small eyes were wide open in pain, his body was constantly shaking, and his brown-black skin gradually changed color.

At the same time, the various symbols on its shell began to silently glow colorlessly, the light was faint, but it seemed to reflect the scenes inside the turtle's shell.

The purple liquid swirling in the basin, the color of the turtle's whole body was constantly being withdrawn, and the whole turtle became more and more dull and white, as if it was melting, and in the faint but pitiful hissing, the girl couldn't bear to look directly and turned her head.

And when the sound died down and she turned back, she found that the turtle was gone.

The shell, the limbs, everything was gone.

Or maybe it's not gone, it's changed!

Semitransparent.

The brown turtle, which originally looked full and three-dimensional, turned into a translucent and hazy appearance at this time!

Through its body, Arya could even see the flat, hard silver basin floor beneath the basin!

"What is this for?" She couldn't help but ask curiously, in the face of this strange thing, the unbearable heart she had just born had long been thrown out of the clouds.

Instead of answering, Charles muttered something the girl didn't understand.

Then she saw the turtle stretch its neck as if in response, and then it slid its limbs in the silver basin filled with liquid, as if it were swimming in water. But the translucent hazy figure flickered and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Arya was so excited that she thought it would flicker again, or become something else like a trick. As a result, after a while, a voice of confusion and apprehension suddenly came from outside the door

"Great, sir, are you looking for me?"