The Dark Sisters were slightly shorter than the standard steel swords of the Houguan Town Guard, but their proportions were slender and slender, and the hilt size was slightly smaller, and Iger didn't have even a finger left in his hand—and this was obviously a little short: he hadn't done much physical work before and after the crossing, and both the thickness of his fingers and the width of his palms were below the average for men of his age.

No wonder Bran refers to this sword as "she".

As the former Saber of Visenia Targaryen, the Dark Sisters were clearly designed with women with slender palms in mind...... But more than the sword's appearance, Egger was amazed by its weight—density to be exact.

Even taking into account its own elongated and slim, it is too light. Iger weighed it and estimated that the same volume of steel sword would weigh at least twice as much as the Dark Sisters: this meant that Valyrian steel was only about half as dense as iron.

As we all know, F = ma. The same person can use two weapons with the exact same shape, half the weight is smaller, and the acceleration can be doubled. Even without considering the ethereal properties of forged magic, extreme resistance to low temperatures, and the ability to restrain strange spirits, the Valyrian Steel Sword is definitely the top equipment that any samurai can dream of in the era of cold weapons with its two physical characteristics: its toughness and sharpness, and its astonishing lightness.

Iger couldn't help but guess its composition and proportion, could it be that the Valyrian Fortress of Liberty had a process for producing similar high-quality titanium alloys as early as a thousand years ago?

If possible, Iger may actually do some research and try to replicate it. Unfortunately, this is far beyond what is needed at the moment and what can be achieved in the short term, and things have to be prioritized.

After thoroughly satisfying his curiosity, Egg began to think about what to do with the sword.

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Bran said, swords with heroes - hey, what a great expectation.

Lead thousands of troops and horses to face the sea of ghouls, and chop off the head of the Night King with a knife in his hand, ending the winter and saving all mankind...... is not only full of epic and heroic flavor, but also feels cool when you think about it, which is the happy ending that fantasy should have.

What's more, even if you don't consider the existence of strange ghosts and only from a personal point of view, having a Valyrian steel sword around your waist is definitely a thing that has both style and face. The best thing is that the family of the original owner of this sword has long since perished, and there are no descendants, and no one will come to the door to ask for it.

Keeping good things for himself is an instinctive reaction that anyone can have, but Iger thought about it: he was neither a powerful warrior nor a nobleman, and he wore a sword worth the entire Night's Watch industry as a decoration at his waist...... It is too ostentatious and wasteful, and if you are not careful, you will be guilty and cause trouble.

As a ghost buster, the Dragon Steel Sword naturally has to be taken out to cut down the ghost in order to play a role. Egger, on the other hand, happens to be one of the few people in the world who has actually fought with a stranger - his knowledge of the powerful qualities of this magical creature is far more abstract than "throwing a sword through a tree" or "throwing a spear to shoot a dragon".

Memories can't restore all the details of that desperate battle in the woods, but the physical senses can help at this time: when I think about the strange ghost's dark blue eyes, the tiger's mouth of the sword-wielding hand seems to crack faintly—just like that, it is the result of my steel sword shattering and breaking in time, unloading most of its strength.

And the enemy is far more than the characteristic of "great strength".

The Wraiths know magic, wisdom, and have learned from their failures in the Battle of the Dawn. The Valyrian Steel Sword certainly restrained them, but these beings who had already damaged their own kind would stupidly send their bodies under the blade of Dragon Steel?

Just let the thousands of ghouls stand between himself and the human warriors, and even if he stood still and let Iger take the "Dark Sisters" to cut him, he would be exhausted and collapsed.

He is the supreme leader of the Night's Watch Legion, the helmsman and backbone of the entire land grant, and people's energy is limited, and it is better to say that there is a specialization in the art industry: although he still retains a minimum of training in addition to his busy work, it is impossible to make an ordinary adult man who has passed the best age for martial arts training become a master while climbing from a soldier to the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch.

Iger can lead the army himself, but he can't be at the forefront every time...... If you rush to the core of the battle because you have a strange ghost nemesis in your hand, regardless of the fact that you want to go head-to-head with the Night King, it is simply like winning the lottery and getting a tire, and then paying for a car.

This sword is a waste in your own hands.

......

Strong intellect made Egger make this judgment in a moment against human nature.

The second idea, of course, was for someone else, the "Dark Sisters" was a female sword, and it was brought back from the Cypriot by Brandon Stark...... According to the urine nature of the original book, it will most likely end up in the hands of Arya, who has become a good assassin, and become the sword of the young faceless, and finally come in handy in the ultimate battle with the stranger.

Unfortunately, due to her own involvement and protection, Arya did not get the opportunity to go to Braavos to undergo the devilish training of the Black and White Academy. Although he still practiced a good swordsmanship by virtue of talent and hard work, he was just outstanding among his peers, and it was completely inadequate when placed on the ultimate battlefield of ice and fire.

After thinking about it, Egliu completely threw this whimsical idea into the garbage heap, and remembered the other candidates: it is true that this is indeed a female sword in his hand, but you must know that there is no difference between "male" and "female" in the serious weapon classification, and the Dark Sisters only need to change to a larger hilt and adjust the center of gravity slightly, it is an ordinary one-handed sword that is a few centimeters shorter and slightly sharper. Considering the strong properties of Valyrian steel, it doesn't make much difference when it comes to practical use.

Among his cronies, who are worthy of a Valyrian steel sword in swordsmanship?

With Jon already having the "Claws" given by Elder Bear, Eggers seems to be the only one who is eligible.

Egger was not very happy with this, for the simple reason that the king-killer had only known him earlier, was close to him on weekdays, and rarely disobeyed orders...... "seemed to be his own person". He was now honestly staying at the Night's Watch, simply because he was willing to do so, not because he was loyal or convinced of his new commander-in-chief. Such a rebellious character who cannot fully control himself, giving him a precious Valyrian steel sword to attract people's hearts really makes people worry that they may "beat the dog with meat buns".

What's more, which is more profitable, an excellent samurai with a dragon steel weapon, or a soldier who has been armed with hundreds or thousands of soldiers with a huge amount of money after selling this sword...... But it's really debatable. James Lannister is famous in the Seven Kingdoms, and his martial arts skills are indeed extremely high, but even if the Monarch Slayer can deal with a dozen ordinary soldiers at the same time, can he kill the enemy more efficiently than the Dragon Crystal Bomb when facing the sea of ghouls?

After a few seconds of entanglement, Egger suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind: the two are not in conflict, and the "Dark Sisters" will be sold to the Lannisters at a discount, but the side requirement is that this sword must be used by Jaime until the end of this war, so that he can not only have the money, but also temporarily leave this strange nemesis in the Night's Watch Legion for the next final battle?

Whether the sword will continue to be carried by Jaime after the war is over, or whether it will be returned to Castle Rock for safekeeping, this is an internal matter for their Lannisters!

It was just perfect.

Iger thought as he walked towards the hall of the Long Night Castle, and it didn't take him a few minutes to think of a way to dispose of the sword in his hand, but just as he was about to give the order, the guard's loud greeting suddenly sounded in his ears.

"Good day, Lady Melisandre. ”

Several loyal guards have joined the Night's Watch industry since King's Landing and have been selected for the guard class, and now it has been two years, and there is naturally some tacit understanding between the master and servant, this greeting seems to be out of respect for the red-robed woman, but in fact it is a reminder of Egger, who is distracted. The latter raised his head, and sure enough, he saw the red-robed woman walking towards him with a frown, and she was obviously here immediately after learning the news.

"That kid came back from the outside of the plug?"

"Well, how. ”

"At this time, is it possible for a normal person to come all the way back to the Long Night Castle from outside the fortress alive? let alone a ...... Crippled!" The witch didn't buy any Stark accounts, and spoke mercilessly, staring sternly into Egg's eyes with her crimson eyes, "You don't have to worry at all, this is the spy and spy of the unspeakable gods...... Even an assassin?"

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Egger's skull hurts.

This kind of Red God Priest who believes in dualism is very much like the various extremists and keyboard warriors in the real world before traveling. The world was red and white in Melisandre's eyes, either my comrades-in-arms, who disagreed with me, or enemies—as long as they were either followers of Rahlo or heretics, they were suspected of being lackeys of the Chill God.

Iger didn't have the time or strength to reverse Melisandre's way of thinking, he shook his head, "There is only one Green Prophet out of a thousand shapeshifters, and he can now see everything past and present through the eyes of the fishbeams and thousands of creatures, and is one of the most powerful helpers of the Night's Watch, not an enemy. ”

"No wonder I felt a strong aura of alien gods as soon as I entered this castle, and you really dare to use this evil spell for your own use?" She was anxious and angry like an old mother who hated iron but not steel: "You are now shouldering a heavy responsibility, the enemy is likely to think against you, you have to be vigilant, how can you be so gullible to outsiders!"

Melisandre was right, and Egg was a little wary: before he crossed over, he had heard that Bran was the Night King. But...... Robb Stark's brother is alive here, and there is no solid evidence, can he still rashly burn him to death, and then fight the two fronts of the Wraiths and the North in the upcoming decisive battle?

"I just spoke to him, and Bran offered to join the Night's Watch, most likely to settle in Houguan Town. You will have a chance to observe him in the future, so don't bother him for the time being. The tired Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch didn't want to say more, but only held up the Dark Sister in his hand, "Well, he brought it back to me from outside the Fortress—I don't think the enemy would give me such a gift." ”

The witch frowned and lowered her head, and was about to count down Egger a few more words, but she was attracted by the fire attribute magic that rushed to her face, and then looked at the shape of a sword, and suddenly her expression changed greatly: "Light Messenger?!"

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