-Chapter 139-

-Chapter 139-

-POV MC-

The more I spoke, the more I could feel the anger initially directed at me turning into confusion.

Mance was not elected king solely for his warrior skills because many would be better than him, no, he was elected king from beyond the wall because he was a wildling who had spent his entire life among the "civilized" crows to the south of the wall.

He learned everything he needed to know to be able to lead before fleeing to become the king of the wildlings.

I stopped talking and then Mance said: "We still have assets"

I exhaled in annoyance before saying: "Don't tell me you're talking about that damn horn of Jorma-something"

"Do you mean the Horn of Winter, the Horn of Joramun?" said Mance.

I nodded and then I said: "Yes, that's what I was talking about"

"That's exactly it, you who can use magic you know how powerful its power is" said Mance trying to scare me.

I rolled my eyes, ensuring to display my total serenity in the face of his threats and then I said: "Go ahead, do it"

"What?!" he said, surprised.

"I'm telling you to do it, you want to bring down the wall very well do it, I dare you to do it" I said looking him straight in the eyes.

"Don't tempt me" he said in a low and dangerous tone.

"Mance assuming that this horn actually works as you think don't forget that you want to shelter behind the wall, without the wall you are all dead anyway whether it's once I have gathered my men or once the white walkers have caught up with you"

"Without the wall you are finished"

"You are blinded by your own impotence, I won't deny it with the wall I'd have an easier time repelling the army of the dead but it doesn't bother me to do without if you ever decide to attack the wall and you manage to make a breach or even to completely bring it down which is totally unrealistic if you ask me your people will surely die while if you kneel before me and you promise me your loyalty I will let your people pass the wall and in addition you can live on the lands of Don and New Don"

"I will never kneel"

"I imagined you would take it this way it's sad I was happy that the people of the First Men could finally after centuries of war unite against a common enemy, too bad for you and for your people they will die for your pride"

"Will you let an entire people die simply because I do not kneel before you?"

I shook my head disappointed and said: "you ask me if I am ready to let your people die because you do not kneel? I am ready to do much more harm than just letting you perish to keep my throne, don't forget that I rule everything south of the wall and letting you through would amount to an invasion on your part you cannot have your kingdom in mine"

"We will not kneel" said Mance in a determined tone.

I sighed and then I said in a sarcastic tone while extinguishing the flames that still danced around my hands:

"Then I wish a good and long night to your people"

"Who told you that you were free to leave?" asked a man whom I had identified as Jarl the companion of Val who was the sister of Dalla who was herself the wife of Mance Rayder.

I smiled and said while heading towards the exit: "You better go get my horse while you still can"

A sword stood in my way, the sword of the man named Jarl grazed my throat.

I sighed in annoyance while gently saying: "You can't say I didn't warn you"

"What?!" said Jarl.

I did not answer him because I just quickly moved away from the path of his sword before striking his chest with all my might with the palm of my right hand.

'If you want to fight, it doesn't bother me let the battle begin' I thought