Lynn stood in place, cloudy, and thought for a while.

Then, his expression swept coldly, and the crowd of night watchmen trembled and overwhelmed in front of him.

He rubbed his cheek and suddenly showed a wry smile.

I thought that this group of night watchmen had all been brought back from the river, and now there were assassins of the three-eyed crows mixed in.

It's impossible to keep them anymore.

Who knows if there are other controlled people inside.

Lynn's attendant in the fishing village harbor kept hearing the news and rushed to completely separate the crowd in the open space outside the grass hut ten steps away from Lynn.

The night watchmen who had been recruited basically understood what was going on.

Some of them were backstabers.

Nearly stabbed Lynn.

There was horror on everyone's faces, and many began to look uneasy.

As if afraid, Lynn took the opportunity to deal with them directly.

The atmosphere that was warm just now has become a little silent at the moment.

Some began to talk about what the local lord would do, and some spat on the man in black on the spot, cursing that the attacker was a white-eyed wolf.

Lynn watched as the uproar gradually began.

Ignored.

Leaned over and picked up the black dagger in black clothes.

The dagger was as black as ink, and Lynn smelled that there was no peculiar smell on the blade, obviously it was not smeared, and there was a circle of turquoise runes on the grip, and the characters were very strange, and I couldn't see any meaning.

Could it be the magic of the Green Prophet? Lynn, lost in thought for a moment.

Having no clue, Lynn put away the dagger, intending to turn back and show it to the knowledgeable old Master Hill.

Without a personal guard around him who can reassure him and give him insight into his secrets, it is indeed easy to fall into danger.

Lynn wasn't going to stay here for long.

He said coldly to the crowd separated by the attendants, "Tomorrow I will use the ravens to inform the night watchmen of Castle Black, and ask them to send someone to pick you up, and no one is allowed to leave until the assassin matter is investigated." ”

"Shifu. ”

"Your Excellency?"

"Arrange for someone to keep an eye on the hut area, and no one is allowed to leave here without permission. ”

After Lynn finished giving the order, he turned and left without looking back, escorted by the tall knight Duncan.

Lord's House, Bachelor's House.

Under a neat row of bookshelves, Old Bachelor Hill stood up from his seat and saluted the person who entered the door, "My lord, why do you have time to come here today?"

Lynn looked at the furnishings in the room, and there was no decent furniture other than a full eye of books and a few quaint tables and chairs.

He slowly walked over to the old bachelor's desk and said, "Master Hill, do you have any research on the children of the forest?"

"The ancestors of plants that lived for centuries and had green skin?"

"You know?"

"I don't know much. ”

Lynn looked at the old man quietly and made a gesture of deferential listening.

Old Hill moved his body, took a few steps from the side of the bookshelf, reached out from the wide black cuffs, licked the wet with his lips, and then turned the pages on the table, and said slowly: "As the earliest aborigines of the continent, the children of the forest, they use magic. prevented the ancestors from coming to Westeros from the Eastern Continent through the unbroken Dorne Severed Arm Horn,

However, the ancestors were taller and stronger, and their technology was more advanced, and they made an agreement with each other that the forest would go to the sons of the forest, and the rest of the continent would go to the ancestors, but then the sons of the forest created a species that was very difficult to kill, which they called the stranger.

The invasion weakened the peace agreement and exposed the Children of the Forest to the Wraiths, though the Ancestors and the Children of the Forest joined forces to defeat the Wraiths in the Battle of Dawn and build a massive wall along their way south to prevent them from returning.

However, the rift between the ancestors and the sons of the forest has been nothing more than mending, and the sons of the forest are finally gradually expelled by the ancestors and begin to die. ”

Lynn interjected, "Are the people of the North descendants of the ancestors?"

Old Hill nodded, "Mostly yes, the Stark family of the Guardians of the North are the descendants of the ancestors, and they have a family motto to guard against the invasion of strange creatures on the other side of the Great Wall of Desperation since ancient times. ”

"Then in Westeros, is there still a bloodline of the Children of the Forest?"

Old Hill's hand flipping through the book paused,

"I think there may be, but no one has ever seen it, and now Westeros, most of them are descendants of Andalals.

Dorne is a mixture of the Roynars and the Andals, and the rest are almost all Andals, of course, of course, the bloodlines are pure and mixed, and the Targaryens are of Valyrian descent. ”

Lynn said in his heart that there are still hundreds of thousands of savages living outside the Great Wall, who are also descendants of the ancestors.

However, he naturally didn't say anything, it had nothing to do with the fact that he had come to find Old Ciel.

Lynn pulled out the black gold dagger that the assassin had attacked him from his bosom and stabbed it directly into Ciel's desk.

Almost pierced his hand flipping through the book.

This old bachelor, who has served two generations of Rothschild lords, looked at the special material of the dagger in front of him, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

When he saw the intricate lines engraved on the handle of the dagger, he did not hide his surprise.

Lynn looked at the old man's expression and knew he must know something.

"Is the rune on this dagger the magic of the Children of the Forest?"

Old Hill had spent several years in the school town before following Lynn's father, the former Viscount Rothschild, and he had seen obscure symbols similar to the lines on the dagger in front of him.

It's something similar to a spell.

However, Bachelor Hill didn't do much research.

He leaned over and looked at the dagger for a moment, then raised his head and said to Lynn: "The lines on this dragon crystal dagger are indeed very similar to the magic runes of the green prophet who have mysterious abilities among the legendary sons of the forest, although I can't be sure, but the ones who can engrave such fine lines on the dragon crystal dagger are now no one on the continent of Westeros can do it." ”

Lynn was startled.

"What, you say this is a dragon crystal dagger?"

Looking at Lynn's startled performance with disdain, Old Hill said coldly: "This volcanic rock looks a bit like dark green glass, a very hard material, what else can it be besides dragon crystal? Before bronze weapons and iron weapons were brought into the Westeros continent, the Children of the Forest usually used this thing as an arrow or spearhead. ”

"No one is making ...... right now"

As soon as Lynn finished speaking, she realized that something was wrong.

However, Old Hill still took this opportunity to sarcastically say: "This thing is okay to deal with the legendary strangers, and it is no different from a fruit knife when used to kill people, and the legendary ghost things have disappeared for thousands of years, who will use such a bulky weapon to kill people?"

Lynn said, yes.

And the person who was assassinated by the dragon crystal dagger is standing right in front of you.

However, then again, why did the Three-Eyed Crow send someone to kill him with a dragon crystal dagger, did he also think of himself as a member of the Alien Spirit?

Damn, no.

When Lynn thought of this, her heart collapsed.