Egger was also staring at the fire.

He was surprised that Carter Pike stayed at Castle Black. The good news was that at the very least, it meant that it was unlikely that the loan from across the sea would be in trouble in the harbor of the East Sea Lookout, and the bad news was that he seemed to have to make good on his promise to create a position of deputy commander-in-chief for Dennis Mellister, with whom any future changes to the law on the Night's Watch would be discussed.

Could it be that he wrote to Carter Peck not to go?

The suspicion popped through Egger's mind, and he quickly realized that it was most likely true...... But even if it's true, who can blame it, it's not that he was ill-thinking and let this old fox take advantage of the loophole?

Dennis's door-to-door negotiation that night was beyond Egger's expectations, and it was easy for this to happen when "playing on the spot" versus "coming prepared".

He wasn't going to be annoyed or take action in response to Dennis's tricks, for the old man's little shadow was harmless compared to the many things he had done in the land grant with the strength of the Night's Watch industry and his good relations with the Starks. Not to mention: he bets on the privilege of losing to the other party, without any documentary evidence or legal support, and whether he does it or not is binding on the oral agreement between the two.

And the verbal agreement has always been to guard against the gentleman and not the villain.

If Dennis manages the Shadow Tower with all his heart, and dutifully guards the westernmost part of the Great Wall for him, and there are no special circumstances, he will naturally be happy to be this "gentleman". But there really is a compelling variable...... Whether to cross the river and tear down the bridge or unload the mill and kill the donkey, the initiative is all in your own hands, what is there to worry about?

This is the advantage of having the status of commander-in-chief - in this land of land the size close to the king's domain, as long as he does not do anything that angers the people and the gods or violates the interests of the north, no matter what he does, no one will care.

More annoying than the Shadow Tower was Carter Pike, the commander of another fortress at the eastern end of the Wall, and especially Jon Royce, the former Earl of Runestone, who was currently with him.

Enemies are easy to settle and difficult to solve, according to the vulgar story routine: if the person who has already offended, if he is not killed, he will often plot to deal with him in secret...... Then he can always jump out at a critical moment and stab himself in the back, which is a big deal.

There are only a thousand days to be a thief, and there is no thousand days to prevent thieves. Iger still had a lot to do, and it was impossible for him to keep an eye on Jon Royce and guard against threats from around him...... So, how to prevent the plot of raising tigers for this kind of dog blood, you have to use your brains well.

......

As he was thinking secretly, the sword hanging from his waist suddenly trembled.

At first, Iger thought that someone had hit the scabbard when he passed behind him, but when he turned his head to look around, he saw that everyone was standing in silence, but the tremor from the sword belt became more and more obvious, and even began to make a buzzing sound...... It was as if someone had a vibrator stuffed in the hilt of his sword.

Egger was also a human being, and he quickly made the knee-jerk reaction that a normal person would make at such a time: after holding down the hilt of his sword for a while, he pulled it out slightly to see what was going on.

"Sting!"

The above sounds only existed in the imagination, and in fact Iger did not hear anything other than the subtle friction between the metals.

But it did feel like someone threw a flashbang in front of him, or he pulled a multi-kilowatt laser headlight out of his pocket. The small piece of the sword near the hilt of the sword immediately radiated an astonishing light the moment it left the scabbard and was exposed to the air. Egger, who was closest to him, felt as if he was looking directly at the welding arc, and the violent blinding effect made him immediately tilt his head to avoid blinding - at this moment, the sword in Egger's hand seemed to be a sun forged of steel, and even if it was not fully unsheathed, it was so bright that it suppressed the flames that were burning in the field. Everyone reflexively covered their eyes with their hands or turned away, but the light was not just blinding, it was slowly changing color with a certain rhythm as if it were pulsating, illuminating the Castle Black, and even the ice wall of the Great Wall next to it, as if it were being pointed at several searchlights at the same time.

When everyone's minds were still blank, the person concerned was the first to react, pushing his palm and pressing the sword back into the scabbard.

The light disappeared in response, and everyone's vision was instantly darkened, as if night had suddenly fallen.

After a few seconds, the night watchman gradually regained his eyesight, and there was an uproar and discussion.

If it weren't for the weapon of the new commander-in-chief, the supreme commander of the legion, someone would have stepped forward and pulled out Egger's sword to satisfy his curiosity.

......

"What to do in hiding, that's your glory, Commander-in-Chief. Melisandre spoke in the midst of the bustling chatter, her voice not shouting as if she were trying to shout, but as if it were aided by a megaphone, surprisingly loud and clear, and she pointed at Igger: "The Lord of Light has seen the danger facing his people, and has sent the propheted hero and bestowed upon him the power of fire—the sword is the Lightbringer!

The red-robed woman was not likable on the Great Wall, but not many people dared to think that she was a liar after seeing her skills, and these words immediately detonated the scene.

"It turns out that sword is the Lightbringer!"

"Where did he get that?"

"With such a bright sword, you can't open your eyes, how can you kill strange ghosts?"

"Maybe as soon as the light shines, the ghosts will all melt!"

"Damn, if that's the case, I'll do it too!"

As the sword used by the legendary hero Azor Yahai, the name of the Lightbringer is naturally loud enough, which caused a more heated discussion, and a small number of Castle Black soldiers who had converted to the Red God even began to look at Egger with fanaticism.

......

Egger's face sank.

No one knows better than the bearer what his weapon is all about. It's not Valyrian steel, it's not the work of famous craftsmen, it doesn't even have a name...... It is a common standard steel sword, purchased in bulk from the weapons merchants of King's Landing, and forged by apprentices or journeymen rather than masters. It may be slightly better than the one that was struck by a wraith three years ago, but how could it be the legendary Lightbringer?

He looked at Melisandre in exasperation, and in the field of vision that had just been flashed, a dark spot of light stimuli occupied the center of his vision, so that he could not even stare at the face of the red-robed woman, only at the hem of her dress.

"Lady Melisandre, we will discuss the story of this sword in the evening...... Now, I'm going to say something to all the night watchmen, and if you don't have any intention of wearing black, please stay away. Egg said coldly, interrupting the other party's rambling remarks, and tilted his head slightly: "Jon, send Miss Melisandre back to the house to rest!"

Just finished a miracle and was about to make a speech while the iron was hot, but was suddenly given such a straightforward eviction order, Melisandre was stunned, doubts and dissatisfaction appeared on her face, but in the next second, she returned to normal, bowed to him slightly, and did not confront him in public: "Since this is the case, then I have to obey the orders of the commander-in-chief." ”

......

Egg was really angry, not because Melisandre had made a miracle for herself, or because her eyes flashed unexpectedly, but because she hadn't informed herself beforehand.

Melisandre is one of the few people in the world who is willing to give everything to help defend the Wall, and she has extraordinary powers in her own right, and Iger values her. But that doesn't mean she's tolerated at the Great Wall — she's used to following plans, and today's plan is to have a succession ceremony, knock on her former rivals, and issue the first directives after taking office.

The red-robed woman's actions not only disrupted his plans, but also made Egger feel that his authority was being challenged.

Become a hero, establish great personal prestige, and even become the target of worship...... This, of course, is good for controlling the land grant and boosting the morale of the night watch. But the subtle difference between priorities and priorities is important: does the herohood strengthen one's prestige and control, or does one's prestige and control come entirely from the hero's identity?

If the latter is the case, then Egger would rather not have this help: what others give him can naturally be taken at any time, and Egger himself is solid step by step, and he is confident in his own ability. Unstable influence, don't do it, not bad at that.

And Melisandre is not the first time she has done this.

Is this witch doing it on purpose, or is it really not politically sensitive at all?

Whatever the case may be, it's time to make it clear to her: the Great Wall and the land grant, now the Great Wall and the land grant for him Egger, whatever you want Melisandre to do, talk to yourself beforehand!

Under the bewildered gaze of the crowd, Melisandre was expelled from her position. The woman swayed her tall and slender figure past the crowd and left the courtyard of Castle Black.

The steel sword stopped shaking as Melisandre left, and Egg said nothing about the anomaly of his weapon. The crowd did not know what the new commander-in-chief was thinking, and did not dare to take the initiative to ask questions, so they had to continue to remain silent and wait for the cremation to end.

......

The firewood and the bodies of the deceased turned golden red in the flames, and turned to charred ashes as the combustible organic matter was gradually depleted. The fire began to weaken as it reached its peak, flickering in the light and dark, and after a long enough wait, the last of the flames were finally blown out in the next cold wind, turning into a large pile of smoking residue. The unburned skeleton remained lying flat, lying quietly in the still hot embers.

It was only then that Egg stepped out of the crowd of his subordinates and climbed the steps of Castle Black's Hall, leaning against the railing, ready to give a succession speech as originally planned, truly opening the curtain on a new era for the Night's Watch.

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