Game of Thrones Upgrade System

Chapter 274

Chapter 274

"Okay, it's great that the three of you are indeed not young now. It's time to do something for our northern border and gain experience. Father, I think I'll leave this matter to Defoe and the others!"

Dan turned to ask his father for instructions.

"Yes, but I have also heard about the new generation of the Long family. Defoe, you three must be careful in everything!"

Meg reminded his three grandchildren.

"Grandpa, don't worry, we will definitely handle this matter for you!"

Defoe said confidently.

So Meg's three grandchildren began to investigate the matter.

Jason and his group finally arrived at Winter City after groping along the way.

This city is located in the ice and snow.

After walking into Cold Winter City, Jason realized that it was completely different from what he had imagined.

Before coming here, he thought it was a lower city in the ice and snow.

Unexpectedly, the scale of Winter City is not only not small, it can even be compared with the imperial city Cadius, and the people in the city are all in a state of prosperity, not affected by their severe geographical environment at all.

The spacious streets are full of peddlers and businessmen from all corners of the country.

"I didn't expect that the city built in this barren land can be so prosperous? I really can't believe it!"

Jason looked at the busy street and sighed.

"Of course, the North is the only place that produces arctic steel. The arctic steel alone has attracted countless businessmen from all over the world to come here to do business. The prosperity here is originally destined."

Rick said to Jason.

Speaking of arctic steel, Jane suddenly remembered something, and immediately asked Jason, "By the way, where is your sword made of arctic steel? Why haven't I seen you use it?"

"Are you talking about my lion hunting sword? I'm ashamed to say that I exchanged my father's name for that sword. A year ago, before I went to your east coast, before Morse and I During the fight, he was interrupted by Morse.”

Jason said, shaking his head helplessly.

That battle with Morse was the worst defeat Jason had ever experienced. Not only was the lion hunt interrupted, but his left hand was also lost, and he was also separated from his companions.

"Well, it doesn't matter. Now you can use dragon crystal to make a better weapon!"

Jane realized that she really wanted to poke Jason's pain, so she immediately changed the subject.

"Wait for a chance, now I'm used to fighting with bare hands."

Jason smiled and said to Jane.

At dusk, Jason and the others had been running around overnight for several days. They were already in a state of exhaustion, so they found a place to live, thinking that after a day of rest, they would do further work the next day. Intend.

They never knew that when they woke up again, they would have been secretly wanted by the entire northern border.

Early the next morning, Jason and the four of them met in the restaurant under the hotel. Just as they were chatting about what they were going to do next, Jason suddenly felt something was wrong.

"Have you noticed? People around us look at us very differently."

Jason lowered his head and reminded everyone in a low voice.

Indeed, ever since the four of them sat down here, someone kept looking at them cautiously.

"I've noticed it too, why don't we get out of here! Just in case."

Rick stood up.

As soon as Jason and the others walked to the door, they saw the three Defoe brothers, leading two pairs of men and horses at both ends of the street, and surrounded the three of them.

"Stop, I am the son of Lord Dan Wolfe, Defoe Wolfe! There are accusations that the three of you once plundered and killed a village's strong men in a village, now please accept the identification of our witnesses honestly! "

Defoe took out a simple portrait and compared it with the three of Jason and the others. He found that the characteristics were similar, so he stopped Jason and the others and asked his subordinates to call his witnesses. It was also the old man who entertained Jason and the others in that village that day.

"It's over, it seems that we must be exposed now!"

When Jason saw the old man, his heart sank, and he knew that the fight might be about to start now.

"What are you afraid of? Just these little guys still want to follow and arrest us? Are you kidding me!"

Fred said with disdain.

The old man saw Jason and the others, and before the old man could speak, Jason grinned at the old man and said, "Old man, it's us!"

Jason didn't bother to be pointed out anymore and just admitted it himself!

"Then you are admitting that you are the ones who killed the strong man in that village?"

Defoe quickly signaled the old man to leave, put his hand on the hilt of his sword and questioned Jason and the others.

"We killed it! What can you do with us?"

Fred, who had been bullied by Jason for too long, finally had a chance to vent, and naturally he would not waste this opportunity.

"Cang~!"

Defoe pulled out his sword, pointed it at Jason and the others, and said with a righteous look on his face, "Who are you? Why did you kill the civilians in that village? Tell me!"

"You want to know? Then you have to beat Grandpa first!"

Fred came to the front and said while moving his wrist.

"You are so brave! How dare you talk to Lord Defoe like that! Let me teach you a lesson!"

When one of Defoe's men heard that Fred dared to call Defoe his grandfather, he angrily drew his sword and rushed towards Fred!

"Just because of you, you still want to teach me a lesson? Get out of the way, this battle, let me come!"

Fred ignored Defoe's men rushing towards him, turned around, and said to Jason and the others behind him.

After receiving such contempt, Defoe's subordinates couldn't bear it any longer. They gritted their teeth and slashed at Fred with all their strength.

Without looking back, Fred injected anger into his feet, raised his feet, and directly kicked Defoe's men away towards the cannonball, hitting the building across the street, and fell heavily to the ground. On the ground, he passed out directly.

"Uh! S-level."

Defoe, who was relatively close to the scene, saw that the anger that Fred had just used was black and red, and immediately concluded that Fred was an S-level anger master.

It was definitely not going to be easy to deal with, and I couldn't help but small beads of sweat appeared on my forehead.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you, let's go to have breakfast!"

(End of this chapter)