Game of Thrones: Lord of Winter

There are many mountain shadows and the road is dangerous.

The foothills are full of rock fragments, and there are occasional forests, but most of them are desolate.

The resources here are poor, and apart from plundering, the Alpine clansmen can only hunt goats and shadow lynxes.

However, it is unclear whether the shadow lynx is prey or hunter.

Because of the scarce supplies in the Mingyue Mountains, people from the Gaoshan clan would fight for the smallest bits of food and territory.

It was the Daru people who led the way for Cole. Although they were called savages in the Seven Kingdoms, their customs and beliefs were just a little barbaric, and their IQ was no worse than anyone else. Don't really think of them as idiots.

Daru knew that Cole and others were a tough meal, just like the shadow lynx. If he couldn't chew it off, he would be destroyed, so he chose to agree to Cole's suggestion.

They walked for a while, and suddenly a person behind them slipped into the forest. He was very agile.

Cole raised his bow, pulled the string and shot the arrow. Just heard a scream coming from the bushes.

He pulled out his sword, turned around and pierced Daru's chest with the sword, "People can't be too greedy."

Seeing Cole draw his sword, the guards also took action.

"No one was injured, right?" Cole wiped the sword surface with a piece of linen cloth cut from the mountain man's clothes.

"No."

They left one alive.

He was a thin kid from the Alpine clan, probably around twelve or thirteen years old. He was brought to Cole with a face full of fear.

"You lead the way for me, and I'll spare your life?" Cole threatened.

He had been leading the way just now.

The mountain kid nodded crazily.

"Don't even think about escaping." Cole pointed to his bow.

Cold winds are pouring in from the mountains, and the snow on the top of the mountain has been moving down layer by layer. The breath of long winter is approaching, and I think the free people on the Mingyue Mountains should have been able to feel it.

"I remember that your Black Ear tribe is not here." Cole asked the child.

"It's the Painted Dog Department and the Burning Man Department. They came from the Flatlands." He was about to say the Flatlanders, but he was afraid of offending the leader. "They got a lot of armor and weapons from the mountains, and then drove all our tribes here."

They walked on the mountain road for two consecutive days, looking through many mountains, and finally a stretch of green forest appeared in front of them.

Not long after entering the forest, someone came up to them, and dozens of free people surrounded them.

A familiar person finally appeared in front of Cole.

"Long time no see, Timei."

It was the boy who burned his own eyes.

Timei looked at him for a long time before speaking in surprise, "You are the flame. No, the king has returned to the Kingdom of God, who are you?"

"Cole, I am Cole. The person who took away your sacred objects." Cole said to him.

Timei frowned.

"I come with my promise, Timei. Please take me to see the fire priest."

He walked up with a scimitar, tilted his head and looked around Cole, and finally shook his head, "If you are really my king, then prove yourself with flames."

He took a torch from his side and handed it to Cole.

Cole directly put his hand into the flames, but heard someone from the guard shout urgently, "Your Majesty the Marquis!"

I saw him holding the torch head in his hand, then turning the torch upside down, passing it to the other hand, pinching it hard, and the flame was extinguished in his hand.

Cole asked, "Is that possible now?"

He wiped his blackened hands on his clothes, and then spread his uninjured hands.

The eyes of the guards were all filled with disbelief.

But Timei was already convinced, and then knelt down on one knee, "Lord of Fire."

Seeing the red hands kneeling on the ground, the surrounding flame people also knelt down.

Cole kept his promise and put the black-eared boy back, and then under Timei's guidance, they walked towards the settlement of the Painted Dog Department.

After his return, the Fire Priest held a clan meeting, and all the leaders of the Flame People gathered in the Painted Dog Tribe's trial cave.

Cole sat under the keel, with Timei standing behind him.

Some people looked surprised when they saw him, while others looked cold or expressionless.

"Fire Priest, you summoned us here in the name of the Lord of Fire. What do you mean?" A leader asked loudly to the half-bowed old woman.

Before the fire priest could answer him, Timei said, "The King of Fire is sitting here."

The leader stood up laughing and pointed at Timei, "Do you want to say that this flatlander is the King of Fire? Or are you saying that Timei wants to be the King of Fire?"

"My king, please let me cut off his head for you." Timei raised his scimitar.

"The Flatlanders are cunning lynxes, and they are unworthy of leading the noble free folk," someone said.

Cole had already expected that they would not recognize him as the Lord of Fire, but fortunately, Timei still believed in him. This was the number one warrior of the Fire People. With him, Cole had to do things much easier. .

"Timei, is everyone here?" Cole asked him.

"My king, two people have not arrived yet."

Cole nodded slightly.

"I believe that my face is not too unfamiliar to you." He stood up.

"Even if you forget me, it's okay. You will always have memories of the armor you are wearing."

"Flatlanders," a leader shouted to him, "these armors were earned by the brave Firemen through battle."

"I know that your bravery is known to the world, but are you satisfied with just armor and weapons?" Cole asked them. "Do you remember the prophecy of the Fire King?"

Of course, they grew up listening to their parents telling stories about the Fire King. The Fire King is their god, just like the King of Fishbeams believed by the Woodmen.

"I am not sure that I am your Fire King, nor do I want to be your Fire King." Cole said to them, "But since you have fought for me, I will keep the promise I made under the flames."

"Can you feel the coming of winter?"

"What do you want to say?" Someone has lost his patience.

"I don't know how many of you have experienced winter, and how many winters you have experienced. In the Kingdom of the Flatland, everyone knows that the long winter is coming."

Some of the elders seemed to recall something that frightened them.

"I can give you a forest that is rich enough to survive the winter, and that forest is even larger than the Moon Mountains." He couldn't compare how big the Royal Forest was. But exaggerating will definitely do no harm to oneself.

"We already have the best place in Mingyue Mountain Range, why should we follow you?" Someone asked loudly.

"The supplies there are ten or a hundred times more than here, and you can even hunt red deer, wild boars and rabbits. And no one will compete with you."

"How can we trust you."

Cole smiled, "Why don't you go and see it yourself?"

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