Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 550 Encountering an old friend

"When, when, when, when, when, when, when, when!"

Seven times the bell of the Great Sept of Baelor rang, reaching the ears of all in King's Landing.

Usually, the great bell of the Great Sept would ring seven times only when the most important event happened, for example, the death of the old king, such as the ascension of the new king.

In previous years, many people would never hear the seven bells of the Great Cathedral, but in recent years, people in King's Landing can hear it once, twice, or three times almost every year.

But every time, they will not be bored by it, because every time the bell rings, it means that something big has happened and there is something exciting to watch.

In this year when the winter snow is flying and the north wind is howling, watching the excitement has become the only pursuit of many people.

In other words, seeing the laughter at the happy place becomes the only meaning of their life.

——I heard from the Archbishop that the White Walkers are real, and the long night is coming, and the people of King’s Landing no longer have the extravagant hope of seeing the next summer with abundant harvests and fragrant fruits.

"Quick, hurry to the Great Sept, the trial by combat of the Bitch Queen Mother is about to begin, the archbishop vs the mysterious white knight Robert Strong.

Gods of the Seven, since ancient times, no archbishop has ever personally participated in a trial by combat on behalf of the Gods of Seven. "Strike from Flea Nest gathered his ragged leather jacket and said with a strong white breath.

"Since ancient times, there has never been a queen mother who showed her buttocks in front of the people of the city!" The butcher said cheerfully with a seven-point nostalgia and three-point obsession on his face.

"Shh - let the White Walkers gag your dung-spitting mouth!"

Stryker's generous face was full of fear, and he looked around vigilantly. He was relieved when he didn't find the figure of the golden robe, and whispered to the bearded butcher:

"You are courting death!

Some time ago, you handled the corpses sent to our store yourself, didn't you recognize their identities?

They were all the unlucky ones who molested, insulted, and cursed the bitch queen mother on the day of the parade.

Wouldn't you want to go back to Brown Soup in another way? "

"There are too many people talking, can the bitch queen make her white knight kill the whole city?" the butcher muttered.

"You think she doesn't want to? As long as it can be done, that bitch doesn't mind killing us who have seen her ugly!

Several months had passed since that day, but the number of people who died at the hands of Robert Strong every day still did not decrease, which meant that the anger in her heart had not disappeared! "Strike sneered.

"Hey, I'm a little worried about the big|sparrow."

Hearing this, the bearded man sighed and said, "Many people who have lost relatives and friends have ambushed that Robert in the alley.

At the most exaggerated time, almost ten of them beat one, but the white knight Robert still completed the task safely and returned to the Red Keep. "

"Tell me, who is that Robert Strong?" The pockmarked young man who was about the same age as Aegon asked, shrinking his neck.

"I don't know where the monster came from. I dare say that Barristan the 'Fearless' is no match for him." The bearded man shook his head.

"I wonder if he's human," Stryker whispered. "I heard that no one has ever seen Robert Strong eat or drink, and no one has seen him go to the toilet."

The bearded man was startled, and murmured: "Either a god or a demon"

As they spoke, the three of them walked to the end of the Silent Nun Street and climbed up the hills of Visenya. Like countless people from King's Landing who arrived, they melted into the crowded sea of ​​people like a drop of water.

In front of the square, at the foot of the steps leading to the church, several people were stopped by a sparrow in gray clothes holding a sharp ax and a rusty sword.

"I am the owner of the brown soup shop on Flea Street, Stryker, and I am invited to witness the trial by combat of the Queen Mother." Stryker shouted.

The leading sparrow recognized Stryker's identity, nodded to his companion, and made way for a passage.

"You go in, your companion stays."

Before entering the blacksmith's gate, Stryker stood on the steps and straightened his straw-like hair and old frayed goatskin coat.

Looking at Earl Tully in the gorgeous velvet dress passing by the "Warrior's Gate", and looking at his leather jacket with large oil stains, Old Pao'er of King's Landing suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

There are seven gates to enter the cathedral, the monks through the Father's gate, the nuns through the Mary's gate, and the silent sisters through the Stranger's gate.

Believers can choose the corresponding door to enter according to their beliefs.

Beyond the gate, there is a long corridor, the Hall of Lights.

Stryker had been to the Cathedral many times, and except for the first time, he had never been distracted by the colored lead glass spheres hanging from the ceiling.

Through two doors he came to the Sanctuary of the Prayer of the Seven Gods.

The shiny marble floors, the heptagonal walls are equipped with huge glass windows, and the curved dome is made of glass, gold and crystal.

Under the wall opposite the entrance, seven altars are arranged in sequence. The altars are filled with lit candles, reflecting the statues of the Seven Gods standing on the back of the dragon behind.

Even though he had seen it several times, Stryker still felt weird seeing the seven gods riding a dragon at this time.

However, he also admitted that compared with before, the seven gods riding the dragon looked more powerful, and also had a kind of divine activity that he could not describe, but he really felt.

It was as if the previous statues of the Seven Gods were simply wood carvings, but now they are the incarnations of the Seven Gods in the world.

This is not an illusion, and many people have similar feelings to him.

So, like Earl Tully next to him, he respectfully and devoutly walked up to the statue of the blacksmith, knelt down, and silently recited a passage from "The Blacksmith's Book".

After that, he got up silently and walked to the position of a representative of ordinary citizens.

The Baylor Cathedral is about the size of three volleyball courts, enough for thousands of believers to huddle together to pray.

At this time, two to three hundred people have already arrived one after another.

There are about 30 ordinary people like Stryker who are well-known in the streets of King's Landing, and the rest are nobles, or representatives of nobles.

As a veteran of King's Landing, Stryker knows every civilian representative.

He didn't know the names of the nobles, but he knew the coats of arms of most nobles.

For example, just three meters away from him, that maester with a bull neck, a slate jaw, and two tufts of white hair standing out from his nostrils.

Although he was wearing a gray robe representing a bachelor and a long necklace around his neck, the bloody three-headed dragon emblem on his chest still revealed his identity——Dragonstone Island, a bachelor serving Targaryen .

After the seven doctors paraded through the streets, the bachelor in gray robes and chains was almost reduced to a situation where everyone reviled him.

But anyone who sees the three-headed dragon logo on his chest will communicate with him with the most humble smile and the most kind attitude.

Stryker also passed over kindly, and smiled modestly: "My lord, are you also invited?"

"What's the matter?" Marwyn frowned.

"I am the owner of the Brown Soup Shop in Flea's Nest, and I was nicknamed Stryker 'Immaculate Money'." The square-faced man proudly said.

"I have only been in Dragonstone Island for half a year, so I don't know much about the heroes of King's Landing. May I ask, what is the meaning of 'everything will never change'?"

Seeing that neither the sparrow nor Cersei had appeared yet, Marwyn patiently spoke to the big man.

"Once upon a time, a female knight who was as kind as a virgin, as beautiful as a young girl, and as wise as an old woman entrusted me with a golden ticket of [-] golden dragons.

I didn't have the slightest selfishness, and I handed it over to the church.

She praised me as a true knight who is 'unwavering in all things'. After the Archbishop learned about this, he also agreed with her evaluation of me. "Strike blushed and said triumphantly.

Marvin's heart moved, and he had a vague guess: In this world, there is probably only one beautiful female knight who can be so extravagant and donate [-] golden dragons.

"Did the golden ticket come from the church bank? The female knight was accompanied by a tall old knight?"

"Hey, how do you know?" Stryker asked in surprise.

"Hey," Marwyn smiled meaningfully, showing his teeth stained red by sour grass leaves.

"Could it be..." Stryker is not stupid, he had a flash of inspiration, and said dumbfounded: "She is"

Marwyn nodded with a smile.

"Wow!" Stryker howled, beat his chest and said: "I'm so stupid, really

That's Ser Barristan, he pulled up his visor, but I didn't recognize him - I've seen him hundreds of times, decades ago! "

"Hush, keep your voice down." Marwyn stepped back a few steps, closed his mouth and reminded softly in a nasal voice.

"Uh" At this time, Stryker also noticed his gaffe.

Looking up, the representative of the civilians, like Marvin, quietly moved away from him, while the nobles, who were already far away from him, were pointing at him with contemptuous eyes, as if to say: Look, this is the asshole!

But there was one exception, Earl Tully who came in with him, his expression was like a seal carved in granite, stiff and rigid, hesitantly approaching this side.

"What do you want from me?" Marwyn felt somewhat fond of the Dragon Queen's old friend.

"It was there before, but it's gone now."

Stryker sighed and explained: "In addition to the 20 golden dragon tickets, the Dragon Queen also gave me [-] golden dragons to teach me to help those orphans.

I also kept my promise and used all the money to take in street children. Now there are 200 people living in my family.

I can't afford to support them, let alone the growing number of kids joining in.

So, I heard about the dragon queen's oath, about joining the Night's Watch with a salary of two silver coins, and getting through the long night with a 50 gold dragon bounty.

I wondered if it would be possible to arrange for a group of older children with families to serve as night watchmen on the Great Wall, so that they could not only support themselves, but also send money to their younger siblings.

But I'm not sure if such a wonderful errand is true or not, so I plan to ask you to confirm.

But now that you know that the knight 'Kaisha Alexander' is the Dragon Queen, you don't have to doubt it anymore.Later, I will arrange a group of people to go to the Great Wall. "

"Well, you can send it to Dragonstone Island and go with our fleet." Marwyn nodded.

"Thank you." Stryker glanced behind Dr. Dumpty and said in a low voice, "Earl Tully is here to see you."

After speaking, he took a few steps back automatically, giving up his position to the two of them.

"My lord, are you looking for me?" Marwyn took the initiative to talk.

Tully's iron-like hard expression slowed down awkwardly, as if his muscles froze when he wanted to smile.

"Sam the dog, Night's Watch, thanks to your Dragonstone care."

It seemed that two souls controlled the Earl at the same time, wanting to say two words with different tones but the same meaning.

Marwyn was conscious, and took the initiative to say: "My lord, Sam is a qualified night watchman, and his bravery has even been recognized by Her Majesty the Queen."

A sincere smile curled up at the corner of Tully's mouth, which immediately condensed into icy black iron.

"Hmph, Dr. Marwyn, you don't have to speak well of him, he has disgraced the Night's Watch and the Tarly family."

(End of this chapter)