The king on the Great Wall

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"Let's talk about this subject when necessary. For now, come with me for a walk."

Without being disturbed by this little episode, Iger still decided to go to the stable to see: what kind of effect does the real dragon power carried on the scale on his chest have on animals.

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Chapter 490 The Power of the Red God

R'hllor's miracle did not alarm everyone, or... only a small number of people were alarmed.

In the row upon row of houses and buildings in the Inner Fort of Houguan Town, ordinary workers and soldiers turned over and sat up at the sound of the wake-up call as usual, yawned, rubbed their sleepy eyes and left the room fully dressed to welcome a new day of work and work. Life.The internal staff began to deal with the ice that formed on the ground at night; the soldiers on duty patrolled in line to ensure order in the fort; The materials are going to be shipped out... and there are more industrial guard officers who have no mission yet. After eating a steaming breakfast, they gathered in the center of the school field to start today's practice warm-up.

Iger took the red-robed woman and several guards through the squares and streets in a hurry, not only making the slow-running inner castle of Houguan Town, which was in the "initial start state", suddenly increase the speed, but also attracted more attention than usual and pay attention.

Not only because the commander-in-chief has a bit more majesty than usual - this thing can hardly be felt by ordinary people at a distance, but more because of the fact that the red-robed woman has shown some Subtle and strange.

Iger naturally realized it too.

The power of the Red God goes so far.

After his identity as the "God's Chosen One" was confirmed, he only said "Ms. Rhelo", and Melisandre adopted it without hesitation and began to use this title; He always walks side by side with him, and sometimes even grabs his arm to hold him forcibly in order to control his pace, but today he rarely takes the initiative to follow behind him by half a step, and even his feet turn into fine pieces in order to keep up with the rhythm The fast pace; the priestess who usually didn't have any important matters and didn't even want to talk nonsense with him, now she was willing to waste time aimlessly with herself.

Including another red-robed priest, Maqiro, who obeyed orders without hesitation... All these details of actions and behavioral reactions point to the same conclusion: R'hllor's status and authority in the hearts of his believers It is far higher than my original guess and judgment, the goddess's consideration of things and the degree of proper handling of details are also much higher than expected, and the religious status of the "God's Chosen" is far higher than that of the "Son of Prophecy".

What I thought I had to face—the doubts and hindrances from the high-ranking believers of the Red God would not appear at all. He, the "spokesperson", easily obtained the recognition and the power to mobilize the high-ranking priests of the Red God. If he can control the manpower and resources of the entire Red God Sect, then the gold content of this prepaid remuneration can be regarded as considerable beyond expectations!

This discovery made Iger feel a lot easier, and even the pace under his feet was a lot lighter.Walking like the wind through the small half of Houguan Town's inner fort, he arrived at the nearest military stable with a small group of followers.

The night watchmen do not have an organized cavalry unit, and all the horses they own are used for ranger patrols and officers to lead their troops on trips. The horse breeder is feeding the dozens of army horses in the stables with early grass, and they are doing their jobs. Skilled and quick, half the horses in the stable had already eaten hay in a short while.After Iger waved his hand to signal that they didn't need to stop to greet him and just continue to work, he walked towards the stables, and at the same time stared closely at the horses behind the fence, carefully observing how they reacted to his arrival.

The horses that have already had their "breakfast" buried their heads in the big flowers, chewed the hay until they snorted, while the horses that hadn't started yet wagged their heads, wagged their ears, stared impatiently at the horse breeder, and snorted , Stamping the ground with hooves... In short, it shows the sense of presence in various ways to express urging.

At first, none of the horses seemed to notice or care about Iger's approach, but after a few seconds, their reactions were manifested in a definite way: first, the horses who were eating hay with their heads down, raised their heads one by one. At first they stopped eating, and then, not so obviously, the rest of the restless horses who had not yet been allocated hay and were a little restless also stopped their commotion and vocalization, and turned their heads to stare motionlessly at the Lord Commander of the Night Watch who approached the stable. .

In the end, it was as if an invisible wave was released around Iger and brushed across the stables. Dozens of strong military horses in the enclosure seemed to have been immobilized, and they stopped at a rate visible to the naked eye from few to many. Other actions in progress - standing still in the same place as if rehearsed, only his head was brushed sideways like a sunflower welcoming the sun, facing the approaching Iger, and nearly a hundred eyes converged on him alone.

"Hey, what's the matter?"

Not only Melisandre and the guards who followed Iger, but the horse breeder also noticed the abnormality. After muttering something completely puzzled, he dared not slack off in front of the commander-in-chief and suppressed his doubts and put the feed in front of each horse. The troughs were all filled with hay, but still no horse bowed to eat.

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Why is it different from what you imagined?

Iger also looked left and right curiously, and even reached out to touch the petrified horses standing behind the fence, and found that they were neither frightened by the "dragon power" on his body, jumping up and down, running away, nor frightened. Standing still and not daring to let out the atmosphere... but the breath and vital signs are as usual, but it is like watching an alien or some other rare thing that has never been seen before in this life: "surrounding" yourself!

Apparently, the horses could feel the strange aura emanating from being implanted with a dragon scale, but they were not frightened into panic or completely incapacitated.

This means: either the horse's wisdom is enough to make them understand that they are not a threat, or the dragon power contained in a scale is far from enough to frighten them... The biggest possibility is: the thoughtful goddess, after entering Before going dormant, she considered all the situations. The spells she cast on this scale included the function of controlling the degree and method of its breath, so as to ensure that this reward can not only help the recipient, but not As for interfering with his daily life.

After all, as a god-chosen one with heavy responsibilities, it would be too bad if he couldn't even ride a horse normally.

A doubt was completely solved, and with a half-dragon scale buried in his body, Iger's thinking naturally jumped from "riding a horse" to riding another thing.

He suddenly had such a premonition for no reason: the breath on this scale would have a completely different effect on the dragon than on the horse, and he probably already had the qualifications to ride a dragon.

Heh, using a dragon as a mount... It is really tempting to think about it. For some fantasy lovers in the second grade, this is probably a great gift, but for Iger, a pragmatist who cherishes his life like gold For those who are concerned, in this era when the dragon hunting crossbow has become rotten, the temptation to ride a dragon is not as great as riding a dragon knight.

"cough."

There was a light coughing sound.

What are you doing?Normally, Melisandre would have been impatient to ask questions like this, but this time, facing the spokesperson of the Chosen One and the King of Light, she suppressed the urge to talk loudly.Although the person in front of me is very familiar with him inside and out, after all, he is the lucky one who has just met Allah, and his identity has long been different... No one knows: he seems to be inexplicable behavior to a group of horses, is it true? It is carrying out a key task assigned by Ms. Ragelo.

One minute passed, and the horses gradually lost interest in Iger. One by one, the horses lifted their "petrified state" and lowered their heads to enjoy the morning grass. The man was also awakened from his reverie by the witch's cough.Satisfied after successfully verifying that his cheats can also work on animals, he briefly told the horse breeders that he would not appear to have a reason for this visit. The servants left the stable.

On the way back to the office, Melisandre unsurprisingly asked him what the "meaning" of his trip to the stables was, and again tried to elicit details about his meeting with Ms. Rhelo.Iger quietly blocked the probe with a few words, but he began to secretly regret another thing in his mind.

What disturbs him the most right now?

Neither the possible rebellion within the Grant, nor the two big shit-stirring sticks who had just arrived at the Grant and had already rushed to the Queen, nor the Robb in the south who wanted to conspire but was actually played around. Stark or the remaining Six Kingdoms further south, but a special Night's Watch soldier: Greenseer Bran Stark.

Other potential opponents, either they have already settled down, or they are difficult to deal with, but at least they can be understood, speculated and managed to prevent... Only this last one, whose origin, ability and purpose are all mysteries, really makes Iger feel uneasy and restless.

In the previous dream with R'hllor face to face, he had the opportunity to ask the goddess about the details of this guy and how to deal with him-he did think of this, but in the end because he was worried that "the goddess is the green prophet" ’ and dropped the question.

He doesn't have the means and authority to contact R'hllor, but now that he has become her chosen one, can he use his identity to beat this restless mysterious character by himself, and tell him "Ms. Bring you a message"—by bluffing, so that he will stop getting in the way or restraining himself with insidious tricks?

This idea is completely feasible, only a little doubt prevents him from implementing it immediately: Is R'hllor really as powerful as she said?Does her name have the same deterrent and lethal effect on other extraordinary existences other than believers?

If the Green Prophet is not afraid of the Red God at all, or has already known the information that the latter is severely injured and unable to intervene in worldly affairs, wouldn't it be a joke for him to come to scare people under the banner of R'hllor?

Doubts piled up in his stomach, and he didn't know where to start... But what's interesting is that he got the answer much faster than the wildest imagination.

After crossing half of the inner castle of Houguan Town and returning to the outside of the office building, he saw the unique wooden stand pushed by a strong female land granter and was only a few tens of meters away. The wheelchair, and Bran Stark sitting in it with a blanket over his legs.

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Chapter 491 The Power of the Red God

The moment he saw Bran from a distance, Iger realized that his previous worries were all mediocrity.

The two high-ranking priests and the Green Prophet live in the same dormitory area in Neibao, Houguan Town, which is a short distance from Iger's office and residence.Melisandre and Marqiro are strong and have healthy limbs, but Bran is paralyzed and can only be pushed by others.With such inconvenient mobility, the Green Prophet in the wheelchair can still arrive at the office building and wait within ten minutes after going to the stables by himself...

After some rough calculations in his mind, Iger came to the conclusion: Bran definitely sensed the breath of R'hllor together with the two priests of the Red God, and also rushed from the residence to the source of the miracle at the same time, even May be earlier!

This seemingly inconspicuous detail, with a little analysis, the result can be quite intriguing.

Ever since he returned from outside the Great Wall and was successfully promoted from a kid to "Green Prophet", everyone in the whole world, including Iger himself, had to go to Bran's residence to inquire instead of asking him to find him in a wheelchair. example of.For a prophet with limited mobility and miraculous abilities, it is reasonable and reasonable for everyone to be a little bit airy—but under such a major premise, this time he went uncharacteristically and spent a lot of time asking people to push him to see him , the comparison between the two is extremely unusual.

The change in the meeting mode from "waiting for someone to see" to "taking the initiative to come to see" originally carried a hint of weakness at the subconscious level, and this change happened to happen at this special moment. Shocked by Helo's appearance, he came here to show friendship and declare that he is not an enemy, there is no other possibility!

Iger, once again, gained a new understanding of the abilities of the boss above him through the reactions of others.

The power of the Red God is really terrifying, so strong that it is unreasonable.

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I'm so stupid, really, Iger thought to himself.An existence that can scare the cold god back to his nest just by "arriving at the battlefield" without even making a move. I was actually worried a moment ago whether she could shock a little green prophet?

Self-deprecating, he still took a deep breath in a good mood, adjusted his coat to ensure that the golden scales on his chest were covered, and walked towards the wheelchair prophet who was waiting in the cold wind.

"grown ups."

"Your Excellency the Commander-in-Chief."

The strong woman who pushed the wheelchair and Bran in black who was sitting in the wheelchair greeted him one after another. Although he was still unable to stand up due to the disability of the lower body, the second son of the Stark family looked rosy and full of energy at the moment. What does it look like to be "destroyed from exhaustion during the battle with the White Walkers"?

Iger had previously guessed that he was pretending to be dead to reduce his sense of presence, but now it seems that this is the case. If R'hllor didn't show up to stir up the situation, I don't know what he is secretly planning!

Bran didn't seem to notice the displeasure of his immediate boss, and after greeting him, he continued bluntly, "I have important information to report to your lord. I wonder if you can spare some time to discuss it with me in private?"

Seeing the serious expression on the boy's face, Iger also put away his smile, and nodded after thinking about it for a while: "Well, I'm not here, let's go into the room and talk about it."

After all, it was inconvenient to carry a wheelchair up and down the stairs. Iger chose to meet the Green Prophet who had something to say in the large conference room downstairs.The female gifted lander pushed Bran into the house and left voluntarily. Iger also ordered the guards to wait outside the house, and only Melisandre was left behind by name—even though the Green Prophet did not dare to speak to himself, the chosen one of R'hllor. Do it, but Iger is not willing to entrust everything to intuition.After all, he will never know—whether the scale given by R'hllor will be a powerful fetish or an extremely nourishing heaven for the low-level native transcendents in the world of ice and fire. Materials and treasures.

The wind whistled outside the wall, but only the breathing of the three people remained in the house.Iger walked up to Bran with a playful look and looked at him for a few seconds, while the latter swayed in the wheelchair and sat up straight, with a very correct posture-slightly nodded and saluted him.

"In the name of the Green Prophet, I would like to send my regards to the chosen one of Ms. Vulcan, and wish you all the best."

Although it was a bland greeting, it made the hearts of the other two jump at the same time.

What Iger is happy about is: this guy, under the pressure of R'hllor's godly power, maybe the fierce power... Finally, he no longer put on the disguise of the little boy from the Stark family, but started to speak with his other real identity.What was surprising was that he actually called R'hllor "Ms. Vulcan" directly.

Is it because he just overheard what he said in passing when he was talking to the two red-robed priests, or... Before the second half of his thoughts came to mind, Iger realized that he was thinking in the wrong direction: According to the Green Prophet's—— His "soul age" or "memory age" is definitely far beyond any living Red God priest. 300 years is not a problem at all, and thousands of years is probably not a myth.

And considering this, the answer is obvious: this old bastard doesn't need to eavesdrop on his conversation with the two priests of the Red God—he has very likely seen R'hllor's real body before, Even dealt with her to know she was a lady!

This may seem bad, but it is actually good news.

The Green Prophet knows R'hllor, which means that he can't talk nonsense with the shallow capital of "talking to the goddess in a dream", but it is also destined: he doesn't need to use the name of the red god to scare him The other party—the Green Prophet who had witnessed the catastrophe of the doomsday, and was even very likely to have participated in the War of Dawn, understood R'hllor's strength and ruthlessness as clearly as the Cold God. Recklessly!

After thinking everything through within three or two seconds, Egerton felt his confidence welling up in his chest. He pulled a chair and sat down in it with a calm expression, without showing any surprise: "I wish you all the best...Your Excellency Green Prophet, as long as you Your 'everything' doesn't conflict with mine." He sarcastically said, regardless of whether the other party heard it or not, "Let's get straight to the point—what is important information?"

"Do you want the good news or the bad news first, sir?"

Iger is the most annoyed of showing off, and his face turns dark when he hears it.Seeing this, Bran shrugged his shoulders and stopped talking nonsense: "The good news is that the queen's black dragon has recovered well and is out of danger. Although it is still some time before it fully recovers, it will be just around the corner to regain the ability to fly."

The boy continued without pausing: "The bad news is that the small group of Unsullied who passed by the walls of Houcrown Town a few days ago have arrived at Last Hearth City after traveling day and night. And the two adults" Old friend', after admonishing the queen, I have successfully persuaded her to put aside the messy affairs in the north for the time being, and try to return to the battlefield of King's Landing in the south as soon as possible, and re-enter the battle for the Iron Throne. You will take over in a day or two After receiving the Queen's farewell letter, we can start thinking about how to deal with it now."

These two bastards!I really don't want to take on the role of shit stirrer at all!

Iger frowned, and the displeasure on his face was even worse... These two are clearly bad news, but the bad news of the first one is not obvious enough!

As long as the black dragon's injury does not improve, Daenerys will never leave one of her "children" behind even if she wants to go back to the south.The so-called "try to do it as soon as possible", isn't it just waiting for Drogon to go around?Even if it is unable to carry people, as long as it can go to the sky, even if the Queen returns south with the Unsullied by land or sea, accompanied by two dragons lightly in the sky, it is a feasible plan!

However, it's not good to be unhappy, this situation has already been expected by Iger.

The actual start time of the "expedition" was forcibly advanced by a week, isn't it just to deal with the eunuch and Littlefinger's possible disturbance of his plan?The queen will be persuaded to agree to return to the south first, not because Varys and Petyr are eloquent, but because she, the commander-in-chief of the night watchman, has already wasted too much time and exhausted her with a blank check. all the patience.

This information is indeed important, but meaningless.Because when the queen finished writing her farewell letter and packed her bags and was about to leave the night watchman and go back to the front line of the king's land, he would have led the land-grant army to the outside of the city walls of Last Hearth City, and began to fulfill the previous promise to her.And by that time, she would never have any reason to abandon herself and return to the south.

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"Well, I see." Iger collected his thoughts and nodded solemnly, "Apart from this good and bad, is there any other news worth mentioning?"

"News are being born all the time. Whatever your lord wants to know, I can check for you." Bran tilted his head slightly, looked up at him, "Whether Ms. Vulcan handed over to the commander-in-chief No matter what the task is, I am happy to serve her chosen one. Now I officially introduce myself to you—to accompany you in the upcoming southern expedition of your lord. I assure you: with the help of the vision of green, Whether it's R'hllor's mission or your own personal ambition, my lord, you can accomplish or realize it with twice the result with half the effort, what do you think, Your Excellency the Chosen One?"

(The upcoming Southern Expedition? Isn't it going to be carried out after the fortress has recovered the Ghost Shadow Forest?)

Melisandre realized something, squinted her eyes, and turned her head to stare at Iger's face.

(It turns out that asking to join the group is the real issue. The so-called good news and bad news are just stepping stones and votes!)

Iger also narrowed his eyes, and suddenly understood the Green Prophet's thinking: this guy, he did do something to hinder his plan in the matter of Jon's life experience, and now he suddenly found himself covered by R'hllor... To persuade or explain, he also chose the clever plan adopted by the commander and deputy commander of East Sea Watch: If you can't be the enemy, join in-directly show your loyalty, skip embarrassing and complicated negotiations, and eliminate the possibility of mutual hostility in one fell swoop!

He raised his head and met the eyes of the red-robed woman who was also looking at him. Although he was instinctively afraid, his heart beat wildly uncontrollably.

A transcendent who can see all over the world, and can see everything that happened in the past and present where the weirwood exists!

If such an existence is really willing to help with all its strength, then it is truly unstoppable!This is countless times more practical than the pile of... dispensable, seemingly attractive but inconclusive passive abilities that the half-dragon scale on his chest gave him!

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Chapter 492 Millennium and Millennium

With incredible intelligence advantages, he can play all opponents in the palm of his hand, easily push through and crush the Seven Kingdoms, and become the queen's most important subject and the man behind Khaleesi.Relying on brainwashing to control the legal kings of the Seven Kingdoms, and finally establishing a new Dragon Dynasty under his own control...

A lot of fantasies about a bright future swarmed into my mind in an instant, almost drowning other thoughts, but at this moment, I don’t know if it was an illusion: Iger seemed to feel the scales buried under the skin on his chest slightly warm , and then the huge amount of obscenity in his mind was swept away to the corner of his mind in an instant, and he regained his sobriety.

What's going on, does this dragon scale have the function of dispelling distracting thoughts?Although it is beneficial, this is too wide-ranging, right?

Iger was a little puzzled, but it was obviously not a good time to think. He adjusted his breathing rhythm so as not to reveal his heartbeat. After hesitating for a moment, he decided to be cautious: "Thank you for your willingness to help, but I didn't get any information from Ms. Ragelo. Related news. So, allow me to ask one more question: Did she ask you to help me?"

Iger asked directly like this, emphasizing that he had indeed seen R'hllor by mentioning it casually, in order to deter the Green Prophet and prevent him from telling nonsense.

If the goddess arranged for Bran to help her, then this powerful helper should not be in vain, and naturally there is no need to think about it.But what made him suspicious was that there seemed to be something wrong with this process.

You must know that when R'hllor chose himself as the spokesperson-not only informed himself through dreams that he explained the cause and effect clearly, but also told the believers to "accept my command obediently" in the form of a flame prophecy.By saying hello on both sides, it completely eliminates any possibility of miscommunication and unsmooth cooperation between the upper and lower levels, and the possibility that the spokesperson will be suspected or ostracized by believers.

As an old witch who has lived for thousands of years, she has shown her meticulousness and reliability that matches her age. If she also made arrangements for the Green Prophet to assist her, why didn't she make it clear in her dream?Is it because I am about to wake up and the time is urgent so there is an omission, or...she actually didn't arrange this at all?

"Ms. Vulcan did not make such a request. This is entirely my proposal—out of respect and admiration." Green Prophet did not dare to talk nonsense, and confirmed Iger's suspicion with a negative answer, "My lord only needs to click With my size, all my abilities can be used by you, and I will never ask for anything in return."

Don't want anything in return?When he was a child, anyone with a little common sense understood this truth: "Nothing in return", most of the time = "want everything"!

Iger snorted disapprovingly, maintaining an indifferent expression: "It's a respectable dedication, Your Excellency the Green Prophet. But I have a question, I hope you can clarify it for me-you told Jon not long ago about his real life experience, What kind of thoughts and mentality are you holding?"

No one can predict everything.That boy Jon, after learning of his real life, actually ran to discuss countermeasures with Iger, which surprised even the powerful Green Prophet... He can indeed influence the development of things through subconscious hints, But after all, it is impossible to directly control the will of others, to make people do what they never want to do, or not do what they are eager to do.

The complexity and unpredictability of human behavior will always be a problem that extraordinary people cannot avoid.

The person being questioned sighed, shook his head without changing his face, and did not shy away from the experience of overturning his car: "That was a mistake, it was the part of my soul that belonged to Bran Stark, out of respect for my brother. Reckless behavior out of love. Allow me to apologize to 'myself' if this has bothered or caused you trouble."

Ingenious and impeccable dismantling of tricks, honestly admitting mistakes, and lightly resolving his persecution.Iger was extremely upset, but soon he was relieved: he was facing a "semi-immortal" with extremely rich experience and life experience, and it was indeed a mistake to try to make him show his flaws or mess himself up with simple words and words. A bit whimsical.

Playing tricks on this kind of old monster is fruitless. Realizing this, Iger immediately gave up the irrelevant insinuations and decided to have a meaningful conversation—he wanted to find out the real purpose of the Green Prophet.As long as his demands are not excessive, even if there is a little unpleasantness between them, they can be forgotten and cooperate with each other to a limited extent.

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what do you wantTo be honest, if I can believe it, I agree-Iger decided to say so.However, at the moment when he began to organize his words in his stomach, and to cover up and modify the questions so as not to be too straightforward, a sudden thought flashed through his mind.

It is good to have candid and mutually beneficial negotiations and to achieve cooperation through transactions, but this is the method that a politician will only choose as the commander-in-chief of the night watchman and the commander-in-chief of the land-grant, the lord of one party's forces, and a politician.But at this moment, in this room, in front of the Green Prophet and the Red Robe Woman, he has another identity: the chosen one of the Red God, R'hllor's spokesperson in the world!

Now that you know that the backer behind you is unimaginably powerful and deterrent, if you don't adapt to your new identity and use this power, but still try to have friendly and equal exchanges according to your inertial thinking, wouldn't that be self-deprecation? and show weakness?Not only is it a waste of the good cards in your hand, it may even be seen out, which is extremely stupid!

"Save the shit 'respect and admiration', you're simply hiding something from me." Iger put aside all his original plans, turned his arrogance to the highest level, and began to play on the spot.He stared at Bran's face, determined to deceive him as the spokesperson of the Red God: "I don't want to harass Ms. R'hllor for anything, so you'd better tell me what you're hiding What, don't miss any important details—but I will write down anything that I find a little bit wrong, and I will ask her face to face in the next conversation with the Red God Crown Prince!"

As the supreme leader of the land-grant, it is not that Iger has never used this trick to frighten others with empty hands without any clues—but this time, the target he wants to bluff becomes a man with extraordinary abilities. The existence of - Green Prophet!In the past, this was definitely something Iger would never have dared to think about, but at this moment, he decided to take a gamble.

Although he doesn't even know what he wants to deceive, although he has no way to "harass Ms. Rhelo" at all, although his next conversation with his goddess is only theoretically possible...but it's a play It has to be done as real.The Green Prophet has hundreds of thousands of years of psychological and memory age. The salt he has eaten may really be more than the food he has eaten. The secrets in this guy's belly can be cheated out casually, even if it has nothing to do with him. It will allow you to take your understanding of the true face of the world of ice and fire to a higher level!

Unsurprisingly, Bran Stark's young and immature face showed vivid innocence and bewilderment in the face of the Chosen's questioning in a bad tone... For a moment, the scene looked like Iger was too suspicious I don't know good people.But after suppressing his instincts and continuing to stare indifferently for half a minute, Silence finally showed its lethality to those who have ghosts in their hearts. After the Green Prophet took a long breath, he turned his head and looked into the room as if he had made some major determination. The third person - the red robe woman.