Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 319 Where did the corpse go?

"Everyone, don't be in a hurry, and don't panic." Maester Aemon put his hands down in the front yard of Castle Black, and persuaded the arguing crowd: "Ser Barristan is still here, and he represents Queen Daenerys, and he has full authority to deal with it." Matters connected with Westeros."

Although Barristan complained in his heart that the queen did not inform him, he did not object to her decision to leave.

There are two reasons: first, he knows the queen's ability, he has the magic coordinates left by her on his wrist, and can communicate remotely; second, like old Aemon, he is worried that some people will take the opportunity to make trouble.

——For the Iron Throne, Erlu even killed his own brother, how dare he trust Erlu?

It is true that he is upright, but an upright person is not necessarily stupid.

"Yes, I am the queen's iron guard, the captain of the white knight, representing the queen to deal with the wildlings in the new camp." The white knight said seriously.

Stannis bit his cheek and stared at the White Knight for a long moment before he asked sourly, "Ser, why didn't you go to Dragonstone to see me?"

Barristan didn't expect Erlu to mention this suddenly, he was startled before he smiled wryly, "Your Majesty Stannis, you are all wrong.

After Joffrey stripped me of my white robes, it never occurred to me to seek refuge with any king.

Really.

You and Lord Renly are Joffrey's own uncles—"

"Joffrey is not Robert's son," Stannis interrupted angrily.

"Everyone recognizes his identity," the white knight said noncommittally, "Even if he strips me of my white robe, my honor does not allow me to encourage my uncle to oppose my nephew, so you and Lord Renly are not in my consideration .

So there was only Robb left as king.

I sympathize with what happened to him, but I will not support the split of the king.

I was preparing to go to the country to find a little sanctuary and dedicate the rest of my life to the Seven. "

"Then how did you become her White Knight?" Stannis gritted his teeth.

"Varys found me."

"Varys?" Stannis exclaimed.

"Yes, when I was praying in the Great Sept of Baelor, his little bird came over, and he told me about Her Majesty Daenerys.

I couldn't say no, this was a chance for me, a chance to redeem myself.

But I don't intend to serve another crazy king. I concealed my identity when I saw her, and have been observing her for nearly half a year.I found her kind, wise, kind, and intelligent"

"okay!"

The old knight had happy memories, but Stannis's face looked ugly as if someone had been force-feeding shit. He interrupted the white knight and said, "Now that she's gone, how do you contact her?"

"How else can I contact you?" The white knight stared at him, and said as a matter of course, "Of course it's the letter crow. I'm always at the Great Wall, right? If you have any orders, just let the letter crow come to the Great Wall."

"How do you contact her?" Stannis demanded.

Barristan said, "Have the Raven send a message to Dragonstone."

"Dragonstone? Are you going to take my Dragonstone?" Stannis squared the veins on his jaw.

"Dragonstone Island is the land of the Targaryens!" Aemon frowned.

Stannis gave the old man a cold look, and said emphatically, "It's my domain now."

"Didn't she swear before that she would not conflict with the forces stationed on the Great Wall before solving the White Walkers?

It can't be that the promise of 'not provoking war' is only valid on the Great Wall, right?

We came to support the north, and then she stole our hometown in the south, who would dare to leave their fief to support the Great Wall? "

Erlu's words were not unreasonable.

For example, if Lannister goes north to the Great Wall to fight the White Walkers, Dany can't take Casterly Rock, right?

Just a little bit, Stannis has been floating at sea for several months, and the information is a bit lagging.

"Dragonstone Island is not yours anymore," Barristan said with a strange expression. "As soon as you left, Lannister took advantage of the emptiness of Dragonstone Island's defenses and sent thousands of troops to surround the castle. About half a month ago , Ser Loras has stormed Dragonstone."

Stannis looked gloomy, turned to old Aemon and asked, "You are a maester at Castle Black, why didn't you tell me about this?"

Aimon's old face wrinkled into a ball, and he slowly explained: "I don't know, in the past few months, the Academy City hasn't sent a raven to the Great Wall."

"How can the Academy City care about such trivial matters?" Perestan yawned wearily, and argued for the Academy City: "The distance is too far. In addition to the changing seasons, the King's Landing power structure has undergone major changes. Will send a letter to the Great Wall."

"She didn't leave." Melisandre walked slowly from the darkness with her hands clasped in her sleeves. As the voice came, everyone could see the mysterious red light shining from the ruby ​​the size of a pigeon egg at her throat.

"Daenerys has gone to the North, and it's almost time to be back," she said softly.

"Did you see her in the flames?" Stannis's thin lips were drawn into a line, remembering the afternoon when the red woman was alone in the room, staring at the raging flames in the brazier.

Under what circumstances did she see her?

Looking for the Son of Prophecy?Or follow his orders and try to cast shadow witchcraft on her?

Stannis gritted his teeth, his cheeks bulging out of habit.

Melisandre could understand his thoughts just by looking at his expression, and she couldn't help but sigh secretly. When she met Targaryen riding a dragon, even he began to doubt the authenticity of the Son of Prophecy.

It's no wonder that she herself has been shaken: Will the prophecy be wrong, and the real reincarnation of Azor Ahai is Daenerys?

However, she was not communicating with R'hllor. When she was looking for the Son of Prophecy, she saw the Dragon Queen. The face of Stannis was still in the flames, a little dim. It was not as clear and clear as it was on Dragonstone Island, and there was another figure from time to time. .

The red-robed woman glanced vaguely at Jon who was standing among the night watchmen, coughed lightly, and said slowly: "I feel the aura of Longwei erupting, she is fighting people, a very strong enemy, a vicious fight at the soul level. "

"What enemy?" Barristan asked nervously.

"Servant of Ability God! Ability God has been eyeing her very early. I reminded her in the afternoon that maybe she finally noticed the crow that fell between her eyebrows." The priestess said seriously.

Everyone was confused, but they also guessed that the Dragon Queen's enemy was very powerful.

However, not many were worried about her. Instead, some night watchmen exchanged glances with Erlu's armored knights, revealing joy and excitement.

The white knight's complexion changed, and he said anxiously, "Where is it? I'll go right away."

The red-robed girl had a calm expression on her face, she wasn't overly concerned, and she didn't gloat, she just said flatly: "It's useless if you go, the two of you are fighting at the level of spirit and soul, and the battle will end at dusk."

Concern flashed across Aemon's blue eyes, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who won? You said Her Majesty Daenerys is on her way back. She should have won, right?"

"Not sure. No matter who wins or loses, there will be no fatal damage to both parties, and it will not affect her going back to the Great Wall to rest."

"It must have been seriously injured, right?" A short, stout knight with a mouthful of brown rotten teeth said with flickering eyes.

The red-robed woman glanced at him indifferently, but did not answer, but the atmosphere in the yard suddenly became hot and dull, as if a strangely bright flame rose in everyone's heart.

The red-nosed old doctor also noticed the change in everyone's mood, and his brows could not help but frowned, and changed the subject: "Who is the alien god, the alien ghost?"

"The other ghosts are just servants of the different gods."

"Hissing——" a loud dragon roar came from the southern sky, and a group of people with different thoughts immediately stopped talking and looked up.

After a few breaths, two huge black shadows passed under the silver-white full moon, and the sound of huge flapping wings came clearly.

"Hula-hula——" There was a gust of wind in the courtyard, and the white dragon landed on the stone steps of the king's tower on the east side with a lightness that did not conform to its size and weight. How about admiring the moon?"

"Uh..." The group of people who were looking at her with worry, nervousness, and curiosity hesitated for a moment before Maester Aemon asked, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"What can I do?" Dany asked strangely.

"Ms. Melisandre told us that you fought against a powerful enemy in the evening." The old bachelor asked doubtfully.

"Oh, I'm fighting it." Dany glanced at the red-robed woman who was looking over curiously, lifted the big crow in her hand, and said with a smile: "Have you ever seen such a big crow? It has been chasing me for a long time. He wanted to peck my dragon, but he finally killed it, and I was sweating from exhaustion."

"Huh?" The old scholar was stunned, the crow chasing you?Still pecking your dragon?What kind of crow is this, is it the Crow God?

Melisandre's eyes flashed, and she looked back and forth between the crow and Dany's smiling face. After a while, she said in a complicated tone: "I never thought you would hunt this crow with your own ability. I underestimated you."

"Huh?" Everyone was confused, isn't it just a black crow, although it is a bit bigger than an ordinary letter crow, but it is not a strange beast, isn't it just an arrow?

Dany threw the dead crow on the ground and urged loudly: "If you have time to gather here and talk nonsense, why don't you burn the bodies of those who died in battle today."

Red Pomegranate's head of general affairs hesitated and said: "The wildlings are easy to handle, but nearly three hundred knights died today, and Brother Celeda is helping them to decorate their appearance, and they have been busy since noon until now."

"Then transport the knights to the cellar for storage, and burn the corpses of the free people and common soldiers beyond the Great Wall first. You night watchmen should understand how terrible it is to keep the corpses of dead people overnight."

"Even if they are placed in the cellar, they must be chained around their ankles," Jon reminded.

"Don't worry, the Great Wall has magic power and can block the power of the cold god." Melisandre said softly.

"A year ago, the corpse was revived under the Great Wall." Jon frowned.

"It must have been resurrected outside the Great Wall, and deliberately sneaked into Castle Black pretending to be a corpse." The red-robed woman affirmed.

Ygritte, who had been standing on the sidelines watching the excitement, walked through the crowd, glanced at the white dragon cautiously, raised her head and shouted to Dany: "Dragon Queen, we are going to see them off for the last time."

"who are you?"

"Giants and free folk."

"You have to wear chains when you leave Castle Black," Dany reminded.

Outside the Great Wall, in the open space between the old and new camps, the savages built a huge cremation altar, almost as big as a football field, with half-meter-high pine tree trunks and branches piled up on the lower floor, and half-dried leaves were filled between the branches. with weeds.

The firewood pile was full of dead bodies layer upon layer, which looked amazing, but after asking the number, Dany was surprised that there were surprisingly few wildling corpses. There were only eight giants, less than a thousand warriors and hundreds of old men. Weak women and children.

There were also many dead mammoths and war horses, but they were not burned. They were all cut up and marinated by the night watchmen, and stored in the ice cave under the Great Wall.

No, Dany is not hard-hearted. In order to get more spiritual matter, she expects to kill a few more wildlings.

The key point is that she saw with her own eyes in the morning that the Stannis horse riding company, a hundred thousand savages rushed into the woods, ran and trampled indiscriminately, and the dead bodies were strewn about. More than 2000 people died.

Not even eight giants died.

"The number is wrong."

(End of this chapter)