The king on the Great Wall

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"I ask your followers to leave, and I want to say to only one person for the following content."

"No, she won't leave." Iger refused without hesitation.Now that R'hllor's terror deterrence has successfully forced the Green Prophet to make the first concession, the next thing to do is to strike while the iron is hot and hunt down to the end, "Melisandre, everything Green Prophet said next , only the three of us know, and we must not mention a word to anyone else, this is an order."

The red-robed woman who had been staring at the "heresy" from the beginning to the end turned her head and nodded slightly: "As you wish."

So there were still three people in the room, and Bran, whose request was rejected, was still expressionless, but his indifferent expression was no longer completely still, but slightly undulating, and the activities of his facial muscles moved under his skin like dynamic ripples... Then, for the first time, the new Green Seer's dead face, which he had kept since returning from beyond the Great Wall, spread out clearly discernible anger centered between his eyebrows.

Why, could it be that you are overdoing it, and this guy is going to attack if he disagrees?

Seeing the anger on the boy's distorted face, Iger, who didn't know what had happened, opened his eyes wide and prepared to roll over to avoid the attack, while the red-robed woman who was always vigilant also immediately gathered the magic power inside and outside her body, and she was ready Prepare to protect the Chosen and eliminate heresies.

But the imaginary turnaround and scuffle didn’t happen, and the resentment and anger on Bran Stark’s immature face that didn’t match his biological age was not aimed at Iger—with this expression, he tried his best to suppress his voice and growled : "A thousand years later, a thousand years later, and a thousand years after a thousand years, I just want Ms. Vulcan to give me a letter. When will this shit come to an end?"

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Chapter 493 The Forgotten Jailor

Millennium after millennium?What's the meaning?

Iger and Melisandre were stunned, completely unaware of what the Green Prophet said.

"Oh, Ms. Vulcan didn't mention me to you at all, right!" Looking at Iger's expression on the opposite side, Green Prophet knew that he had guessed right.Although the anger became worse, the temper honed over thousands of years still had some effect. After venting most of his emotions with a roar, the anger on Bran's face subsided, and he returned to his usual dead face. He was slightly dissatisfied, but it made his face more human than before, "Your Excellency, the new candidate, guess: Before I returned to the Great Wall this time, I stayed in a ghost place that I couldn't find on the map in the northern part of the Great Wall. Is it voluntary?"

Egmo silently swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

He was indeed frightened by the sudden attack of the Green Prophet just now... He tried to deceive people but was put on by the target first. It was a bit embarrassing to say, but Iger was not ashamed of it.He is not a god, and he is omnipotent. As a mortal, he is already very proud of being surprised by the sudden anger of an extraordinary person who is only a short distance away without losing his composure.

After pretending to shrug his shoulders calmly, he opened his mouth and replied: "It seems that it is obviously not, and I would like to hear more about it."

"I believe you already know the story of Ms. Vulcan's mother—that is, the ins and outs of the legendary 'True Dragon's Bloodline' being able to gain a firm foothold in this world and continue smoothly, but you must know nothing about the details: After the dragon suddenly appeared and defeated the original ruler of this world—now he should be called the Cold God—and exiled him to the land of eternal winter, I was selected as his jailer, responsible for monitoring every move of the Cold God, and It is important to issue an alarm when something abnormal happens.” The Green Prophet stared at Iger’s eyes, completely ignoring the red-robed woman who was staring at him, “At that time, Ms. True Dragon... I don’t know if it’s appropriate to call a dragon a lady, you It’s good to understand—at that time, Ms. Zhenlong was injured and weak after experiencing a fierce battle with the master, and needed to recuperate and take care of her newborn child, so it was completely understandable that she had no intention of chasing down and destroying the enemy. She To liberate me and the whole world from that cruel evil god, this kindness can only be repaid with eternal loyalty and obedience, and I am completely willing to serve her, no matter the wind or rain, I will never complain."

"Afterwards, when she finally failed to recover and died, I did not hesitate to turn my loyal object to her daughter, and resolutely fulfilled the obligation of a follower in the War of Dawn, and stood decisively for her...that is Everyone is familiar with Vulcan's side." Finally, he probably felt relieved to be able to speak out quickly, and the last bit of dissatisfaction on Bran's face slowly faded, and he regained his calm, "That time, no one thought Lady Vulcan, who is only a hundred years old, can single-handedly defeat Hanshen, who is dozens or even hundreds of times her age. No one has the position or qualification to force her to take risks and continue to pursue the enemy's strength Yuan...go to the land of eternal winter where the cold god can exert all its power. We are not in a hurry, anyway...with her growth rate, if she endures for another thousand years, dealing with the cold god is not as easy as crushing a bug? Everyone thought so, and with this thought in mind, when she ordered me to continue to monitor Hanshen, and wait for her to 'come back and deal with this guy', I agreed without hesitation."

This "turning back" has kept watch until now?

While Melisandre was still confused, Iger had already figured out the whole story first, and finally understood the reason for Green Prophet's anger.

Anyone who is asked to "wait for a while" but waits for thousands of years will be angry. It turns out that this Green Prophet...is still his colleague to some extent, and even half of "" Senior"... It's a pity that he is a senior who is full of complaints and dissatisfaction!He was full of resentment towards R'hllor, but he didn't dare to vent this anger on the person involved, so he quietly turned to the new junior——Is he complaining?

"You know what happened next. I waited for the first millennium, thinking that Ms. R'hllor might still feel that she was not strong enough, and wanted to wait until I was fully sure before doing it; I waited for another millennium, Guessing that she was probably held back by something more important... But after another thousand years, there was finally a faint message from the east: She was actually looking for a way everywhere, trying to open the passage between the worlds and go back... ...Looking for Dad!" Although the expression didn't change anymore, the Green Prophet's tone became fierce again, "She obviously has so much free time, why can't she take some time to come and clean up that damned bastard in the north? She didn't have a good time It's so fun, but I am in the ice and snow, face to face with the cold god all day long! Every day in..."

Fuck it, it turns out that Bran asked Melisandre to leave, not to take the opportunity to attack him, but because there are really sensitive topics that cannot be heard by ordinary believers?

"Cough." Iger coughed and interrupted the Green Prophet's chatter—if he forced him to go on so bluntly, R'hllor's glorious image in the minds of her followers would be destroyed, and it would be to himself For this God's Chosen One, it is very bad. "Melisandre, there's nothing important here, you go to the next door and wait for a while."

The red-robed woman was listening attentively, greedily absorbing these ancient anecdotes and secret histories that could never be seen from the flames, she frowned upon hearing this, she was extremely reluctant, but in the end she did not dare to disobey the will of the spokesperson of the King of Light, and nodded Then left the room.

Branwan didn't look at the witch's back either. He just wrinkled his nose inexplicably at Igger, who was slapping himself, and continued the interrupted topic: "R'hllor is having a great time in her own world. She's incredible. He was so powerful that Hanshen didn't even dare to think of escaping from prison... The real enemy was far away and he didn't dare to provoke him, so the anger that had nowhere to vent was logically transferred to the prisoner who had to be in the prison all the time because of his guarding duties. On top of me on the front line!"

"For so long, haven't you tried to communicate with Ms. Rhelo?"

"Nonsense, of course I've tried countless times! But every time I get no response... For thousands of years, I, the original jailer, have played cat and mouse with my guard for thousands of years , countless avatars and baits were dug out, destroyed, and turned into dust, struggling countless times on the verge of death! Finally... that guy finally couldn't hold back and tried to leave, and I finally waited for R'hllor's It's coming again! I thought this matter would finally have an end, but she just came to the Great Wall for a circle and then went back? Today she appeared here, I thought I could finally ask for an explanation in person, but she still told me It has nothing to do with it, but she chose a mortal outsider——you, to be her spokesperson! Why is this?"

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She just praised R'hllor for being reliable, but a former employee immediately came to expose her dark history?The story told by the Green Prophet is completely in line with the Red God's version. It is too far-fetched to say that it was made up on the spot according to the circumstances... Then, if he didn't lie, what is the reason that made R'hllor completely ignore his inquiry? and communicate?

Of course, Iger will not immediately put himself in the situation of the Green Prophet. Although this guy may not have lied, he has a high probability of concealing something. From the details in his narrative, it can be judged that he has lived longer than R'hllor For a long time, this means: the Green Seer lived in the world of ice and fire before R'hllor's mother was banished to this plane and forced to fight back to defeat the cold god.Then, considering that the Cold God ruled the planet at that time, and the Green Prophet said he was a cruel evil god...

Several clues came together, and he made a bold guess in his heart: the Green Prophet was probably once a subordinate of the Cold God, acting as a "clairvoyant" under his command.But because of the poor treatment at the original boss, he was angry, so when the real dragon appeared and had conflicts with his master, he decisively chose to turn his back on the water and switch jobs. He turned his back and successfully knocked down the former boss, and only then did he have a place in the new world. ——He is not a pure and flawless white lotus at all, but a [-]-year-old boy!

A traitor, and an immortal, anyone obviously had reason to dislike.Maybe, R'hllor just ignored it because he hated it...or even deliberately used the method of letting him watch over the cold god, so as to kill two birds with one stone so that neither of these two guys could escape to do bad things?

Iger puts away more and more brain holes... Even if it is a reasonable guess, it should not be unlimited. After all, there is another possibility that no one can rule out: Maybe the goddess is a simple noble who forgets things , Forgot the Green Prophet.This was extremely rude, but with her strength, whose face should I look at?

And after giving up the brainstorming to get his thinking back on track, Iger saw through the calculations in Green Prophet's mind in an instant.

The Green Prophet, who has stood tremblingly for thousands of years under the eyes of the cold god outside the Great Wall, neither wants to risk his life to continue working as a jailer outside the Great Wall, but also fears the terrifying power of R'hllor and dare not leave his post without permission, so he wants to He found a way to use himself—as the chosen one of the Red God, he acted as its spokesperson during her absence, and what he said was equivalent to R'hllor's will.If he nodded and agreed to accept the help of the Green Prophet, it would be tantamount to personally relieving him of his responsibilities and allowing him to go south to the human kingdom to enjoy the blessings.In this way, if R'hllor blames him in the future, he can also blame himself!

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Chapter 494 Ten Moves...

"Now that you have the truth that your lord wants, you can make a decision again?" The Green Prophet didn't mean to ask Iger to comfort him at all. After complaining, he was silent for a while, and then spoke again after giving the other party enough time to think: "I don't know and I don't intend to inquire about the task that Ms. Vulcan entrusted to you, but I am confident that no matter what the goal is, the green vision will be a great help to complete it. Nod, I will be at your disposal, and you don't Promise, I will never take another step north of the Great Wall."

Some opinions are never suitable to be expressed, but they will be regarded as creeds by some people.For Iger, one of them is: everything in the world must be priced secretly.

After the Green Prophet resolutely confessed what he had previously concealed, the original "voluntary dedication" became a transaction with clear content and a clear price: if the transaction is completed, Iger will bear the possible anger of R'hllor, and the Green Prophet will use the extraordinary power he has mastered. Ability as a reward... Anyway, this is at least much more reliable than what the other party said before, "no rewards".

Iger is such a person: Seeing the clearly marked price, he feels extremely at ease-after all, if you pay enough for the marked price, you can take it away, but for the unclear price, you don’t know how much it will cost you in the future.

Now, the problem model is simplified, and all he has to think about is "whether the price is worth it".

Iger put his weight on the seat, squeezed the cushion, and looked at the Green Prophet in a daze, but began to think carefully about the pros and cons of this transaction.

***

After starting his brain to run at full power, Iger first realized that things were not as simple as he thought before.

Although the item of "being blamed by R'hllor" seems serious, it is actually not the most worrying issue: his current identity is the spokesperson of the Red God, and even R'hllor himself said it—as long as Iger confessed to her If things are done well, she doesn't care at all how he does evil or bluffs in his own name.

The subtext of this seemingly ignorant sentence is actually to give the truth to the chosen one, telling Iger clearly: As long as you are working for me, then all your decisions and actions can be regarded as my true self will.

To sum it up in one word——whatever Iger does, she is always with her, Rhelo.

And this decentralization of authority directly means that at this moment, Iger actually has the qualifications and power to relieve the Green Prophet from his position as a "jailor" and liberate him from this long watch that lasted for thousands of years.And this is the fundamental reason why the Green Prophet sensed R'hllor's breath, came to see Iger, and made this request to him.

Since R'hllor has delegated the authority, there is no reason to turn his face because the chosen one legitimately uses the authority to complete the task. , Dissatisfied with Iger's decision, at most he will be dismissed after criticizing him, maybe he will not dismiss his decision.

……

Thinking about it this way, wouldn't it be a good deal to exchange for a super helper without much risk?

However, thinking about it along this line of thought, another question immediately popped into Iger's mind: after the dismissal of the Green Prophet, the number one jailer in the human camp retired, who would fill his vacancy?

For the time being, the God of Cold was overwhelmed by R'hllor's majesty... No, Kamui was so frightened that he withdrew to his old den, but sooner or later he would come to realize that his opponent might be bluffing and making a comeback.In case R'hllor is still awake at that time and unable to come to help in the battle, wouldn't the human side have to fight the original master of this world without the front guard post and the backing?

The above is only a consideration from a righteous point of view.As an existence bred in this world of weak demons, the God of Cold probably doesn't have the power to move mountains and fill seas and destroy heavens and earth after being destroyed once.The problem of guarding against him can be completely solved by establishing a powerful country, developing military technology, recruiting extraordinary people like the Red God Priest in batches... and strengthening the defense line of the Impassable Great Wall in various ways.But as an individual and an ambitious man, Iger still needs to consider his own interests: the threats don’t necessarily all come from the outside—after nodding to accept the help of the Green Prophet, he can control a man who has lived for tens of thousands of years psychologically. , Do you know that R'hllor is just a subordinate of a superhuman who is powerful but not omnipotent, has green vision and the ability to manipulate human subconscious?

It is conceivable that I have a relatively high awareness of caution and self-protection compared to ordinary people, and in the eyes of the Green Prophet whose intelligence acquisition ability is on the ceiling, I am probably as naive and easy to deal with as a child.What this old guy is afraid of is only the status of "R'hllor's spokesperson", he may not care about his status, status or power in the mortal world at all.If I agree to this transaction, in a short period of time, the Green Prophet may really diligently obey and help me, making the land-grant forces even more powerful, and easily swallowing the Seven Kingdoms, but in the long run...

After getting along for enough time, the Green Prophet, who is far more delicate and vicious than ordinary people, will sooner or later find that R'hllor has not reappeared, and Iger, the chosen one, cannot contact her and other signs, and finally realizes To: I just put on the signboard of God's Chosen, and the backer behind me has actually put down the pick!

At that time, on the one hand, with the long-term help of the Green Prophet, I have developed a reliance on its intelligence sources, and on the other hand, the latter has gradually lost awe and obedience after R'hllor has not been seen for a long time...

In this case, what will happen?

With the advantage of being soaked and scoured by the flood of knowledge in modern society, Iger just thinks about it casually, and a lot of historical materials come to mind, which can be used as a lesson for the past.

There is a high probability that the Green Prophet will not dare to hurt himself, the spokesperson, out of fear of R'hllor, but he can definitely provide information selectively, deceive himself by deceiving himself, and subconsciously influence the tendencies and decisions of the middle and high-level personnel around him... Just like the enhanced and modified version of Varys, as the spy chief, he influences and controls the new dynasty in the dark, making the real decision-makers and executors feel constrained, and even completely emptied unconsciously.

At that time, the person who released the Green Prophet out of the magic box will realize that he has fallen into a bad situation...do he still have the ability to lock him back?

This is just a relatively mild guess of the consequences, and the worst result is to hand over the fruits of victory to others or become their puppets.There is also a more frightening ending: R'hllor's thousands of years of pigeonholing the Green Prophet have completely annoyed the latter.One day in the future, when he finds out that the goddess has actually been seriously injured and is no longer as strong as before, he may directly turn against the water and return to the cold god to help him regain the dominance of the world and bring disaster to mankind!

……

It is not a good quality for ordinary people to maliciously speculate on others.But Iger, who has gone all the way to this day, is even more convinced: Only by always considering the possible malice of others and keeping one hand as a precaution, and ensuring that there are still countermeasures even if the speculation comes true, is it possible in this absurd and dangerous world? The only way to survive in the world.

The conditions offered by the Green Prophet were too tempting, and Iger had to force himself to pour a few pots of cold water on himself in order to suppress the fiery heart and the strong urge to agree.This suspicious way of thinking quickly took effect. He drenched in the cold water poured by himself and pondered for a while, and finally came to a conclusion with difficulty: he had no means to prevent and countermeasure...even There is no way to detect the possible loss of control of the Green Prophet in advance.

Letting this guy in is like making a deal with the devil, the risk far outweighs the benefit!

***

"No." After some seemingly short but complicated considerations, Iger spoke again and gave his answer bluntly, "I believe that the Red God His Majesty would definitely prefer that you continue to stare at the north—the direction of her enemy. Although your ability is of great help to me, I am confident that I can win on my own."

Bran looked at him silently. There was no expression including anger on the white and smooth young man's face. He didn't know whether he had vented it completely in the previous half-sentence rant, or he was silently enduring and accumulating.

On the other hand, Iger didn't intend to bet on whether he was pushed to the extreme.Although he rejected his seemingly sincere voluntary allegiance, Iger still had to make slight concessions in other areas to ensure that the Green Prophet would not fight himself desperately because of anger and unfair treatment.

"However, I also understand the hardships and dangers of being outside the Great Wall. So, here I am, as the spokesman for the King of Light, and agree to your request to relocate your work location to the south of the Great Wall."

Regardless of whether he is Bran or the Green Prophet, in the eyes of outsiders, he is just a crippled Lord Stark. Even if he hadn't firmly stated that he would never step out of the Great Wall again, Iger would never force him to drag his useless legs Going out of the fortress... In that case, it's better to sell a favor.

"In addition, I will also instruct the logistics department to do everything possible to meet your needs in life, so that you can have good food and clothing, have the treatment and living standards that match 'Master Stark', and enjoy what a nobleman should enjoy Everything is a reward for your many years of duty outside the Great Wall." Iger said slowly and without hesitation, and looked at the Green Prophet without avoiding, "Finally, I can assure you: I will meet with Ms. Rhelo next time." In the meeting with her, report your situation to her and ask her to give a clear answer."

Bran's face moved slightly, and this last point finally made him respond: "Thank you, but please, my lord, when in front of her... I will omit my previous slight gaffe."

Hmph, no matter how dissatisfied he is, isn't he still afraid of R'hllor to death?Iger smiled in his heart, but nodded seriously on the surface: "However, at the same time, I will still have some demands."

"First, if the God of Cold makes another move, you must ensure that you can still find it immediately and warn the legion; second, since you have put on black clothes and moved your guard to the land-grant, then naturally You should also be responsible for the security of the Night Watch Corps and the Land Grant. While staring beyond the Great Wall, I want you to spare some energy to check the land and sea of ​​the Land Grant. If you find any threats to the Land Grant and the Legion, whether it is from Ironborn on the sea, or from the north on land, remember your current identity and position."

"Third, I don't want what happened to Jon to happen again, mind anyone's emotional impulses in your head. No more strange, bad news about me flows out of you or appears in anyone's dreams , whether it is your fault or not, I will put the blame on you."

After looking at Bran with the same indifferent expression for a few seconds, he concluded: "That's it, do you have any questions or requests?"

"Follow your instructions, Lord Commander." Although the dissatisfaction was almost drilled out of the pores, the Green Prophet finally agreed honestly, "I only have one request, please transfer me to the Long Nightfort, in the ancient Near the heart tree, my ability can be brought into full play."

"can."

Iger nodded, but he had already listed "sending a certain number of Red God believers to the fortress" in his to-do list.That way, if this guy was planning to play tricks in the Nightfort, he wouldn't be completely ignorant.

"If you have no other requirements, then pack up your things and prepare to go to the Long Night Fort to take up your post. The transfer order will be issued in two days."

If the request of the other party is not met, then it is reasonable to not get a good face.Seeing that Bran stopped talking, Iger stood up from his chair, walked to the door firmly without looking back, pushed the door and walked out.

The light outside the house made him squint his eyes slightly, and in the chill that hit his face, Iger found that Melisandre did not go to wait next door as he said.Not afraid of the cold, she waited outside the house with the nanny who took care of Bran's daily necessities and Iger's bodyguards. Seeing someone walking out of the house, several pairs of eyes focused on him.

"Go and take Master Stark back to your residence." Iger casually ordered to the new female gifted lander, and after she promised to go into the house and push Bran's wheelchair, she turned to a trusted guard: "Go and inform Yam, Tell him to arrange for Marqoro to return to Volantis from the East Sea and Bran Stark's carriage to the Long Night Fort... In addition, tell Humphrey: Get ready for wartime information control, listen to my order to activate, thousand Be careful, don't leak the news in advance!"

The guard who was waiting for the order also left in a hurry, and Iger turned his gaze back to the red-robed woman, and met her deep red eyes: "I know you have a lot of questions on your mind, but don't worry, if you are free tonight, I will explain it to you completely. Now... if you have no other priorities, go with me to do something serious first."

Among the content contained in R'hllor's gift, the cold resistance provided by the half-dragon scale, the power of a real dragon... are just some optional additional functions, but after thinking about it for a moment, Iger I probably figured out the reason for the inexplicable fever on my chest just now: the magic cast on that small scale may have given me the ability to be immune to thought exploration and subconscious interference.Just now, the Green Prophet probably tried to influence his thoughts but was blocked by the spell on his scales - this is the real reason why he was honest the whole time!

The identity of R'hllor's chosen one helped him solve the two major worries that he had been worried about before, "Green Prophet causing trouble" and "fire in the backyard of the land grant", and this was the part that made him most useful and even pleasantly surprised.Now, he can finally put all his thoughts on the imminent Southern Expedition.

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Chapter 495

The Green Prophet hurried to the Nightfort to take up his new post, and the red-robed monk Maqiluo also went to the East China Sea to watch the boat without any complaints. Among the three fortresses along the Great Wall, the vanguard troops who were about to open the way for the "expedition" It is ready to go, and the main land-grant army inside and outside Houguan Town has also assembled...

The stage has been highlighted, and the only thing left is for the protagonist to appear on the stage.For Iger, this was supposed to be the eve of his passion and determination to do a big business, but in fact, he only had a good day or two after being labeled as the "God's Chosen One". He began to be surrounded by the ensuing tasteless feeling, and he couldn't extricate himself from it.

why?

If you suddenly find out one day: the "big cause" that you have planned for a long time and consider to be the ultimate goal and pursuit of life is actually just a play in the eyes of a higher-level existence. It's just that you can barely grab the qualification to be a pawn in someone else's hands. Are you still as excited and energetic as before?

Iger is like a climber who is about to reach the summit. When he looks up unexpectedly, he finds that the mountain he is climbing is actually just a small mound at the waist of another real peak.What's even more sad is that he may never be able to climb the real mountain top, and there is no way to climb it at all!

(Boring, so fucking boring.)

The emptiness in his heart lingered like a lingering ghost, making him unable to cheer up anything.Fortunately - it's one thing to feel bored psychologically, but the work he's doing doesn't stop at all.

Iger has always believed that a strong person must have the following two characteristics: first, be able to act against instinctual feelings with reason, and second, be able to recognize, adjust and eliminate useless emotions.

And what he needs now is the second one.

Just as R'hllor said, his boredom at the moment is nothing more than being a good guy for taking advantage of it: it is unpleasant to be "other people's pawns", but if you get entangled in it, you will lose the motivation to move forward. What about ordinary people who are not qualified to be pawns or pawns of pawns?Not to mention, the master who manipulated his chess piece explained everything clearly, let him make a choice with free will, and gave him enough help and convenience.

Searching his heart, he realized that the reason for his unhappiness was not that he was at the mercy of R'hllor or that his interests were harmed—in fact, it was the opposite—but because he thought he was already great, but suddenly found out that he was actually something. No, the reality is seriously inconsistent with expectations, which causes discomfort.

And the emptiness brought about by this psychological gap is a typical useless emotion.

He hasn't even climbed to the top of the mortal "mound" in front of him... It would be a bit stupid and put the cart before the horse if he started to look at another peak early on, sighing and dejected that he might never be able to climb it up.

R'hllor appeared in his dream in the form of the red god, and while ruthlessly tearing up his hope of returning home, he also stole his passion for the next big show, but so what?No matter how insignificant the following mortal hegemony with Westeros as the stage is compared with the battle of the fire and cold gods behind the scenes in the world of ice and fire and the grand attempt to travel through the world, it is indeed what Iger is facing Life.Even if you continue to climb, there is a high probability that you will never be able to climb that peak, but staying where you are will never make things any better.

People, either die quickly, or live in the present moment!

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The queen’s farewell letter arrived in Houcrown Town two days after R’hllor performed miracles as the Green Prophet said. It was written by Daenerys herself. There is obvious but restrained dissatisfaction between the lines. The action is too slow, I can't wait to take a step first, I hope you can keep your promise, settle the affairs in the north as soon as possible, and come to the south to fight for me.

Obviously, after meeting with her other two staff members, under their persuasion and counseling, the Queen finally realized the fact that "Iger is fooling and using himself" - she felt vaguely cheated, but deep down she was I hope this isn't true, and that's why I used the gentler urging after much deliberation.

This is a personal letter from the future legal rulers of the Seven Kingdoms. The handwriting of "the most beautiful woman in the world" also has a handsome handwriting that completely matches her appearance.Whether it is from the perspective of politics or calligraphy, this letter has good collection and appreciation value. If it is an ordinary family, it may be framed and hung on the wall.

But Iger just glanced at it briefly, without even looking at it a second time, and threw it into the pile of "processed" files aside.

He doesn't intend to "settle the affairs of the North" at all, which of course means: whatever Daenerys writes in her letter, he doesn't need to care.

"Lyon!"

The guard who was called out quickly pushed the door open and entered: "What are your orders, my lord?"

"I choose four of my most trusted comrades-in-arms, five of them go to the stables to get ten horses, and immediately set off to Last Hearth City without any delay on the way." Iger has already made plans, so there is no delay: "Get there Afterwards, I will meet the queen and tell her, no matter what, please wait for two more days, and I will go south to explain to her in person the day after tomorrow."

"understand!"

The queen is a good queen, but unfortunately she is a little doubtful about the reliability of her work. Iger learned how to behave after he was almost cheated by her once. Subject also concealed real battle plans.Three days later, I will indeed go south to the Last Hearth City in person, but not to explain something to Daenerys, but to lead the main force of the land-grant army, pass by her temporary residence, and go straight to the hinterland of the North!