Perestan was shot twice in the buttocks, and his thigh was pierced by a crossbow arrow. His injuries had only happened a day ago, but in just one day, he had traveled thousands of miles from the old town to the Crimson Mountain Range, then to the King's Landing. He had even been exposed to the cold wind in Black Water Bay for an entire afternoon.
Then, he did not manage to sleep. He took off again at midnight and flew until dawn.
When he was in Stokworth Castle, even Bolon, the lowly mercenary, Kandarll, the old scholar who only had a dozen or so necklaces, and even Loris, who was a little retarded, mocked and ridiculed him because he violated the guest's rights. They looked down on him openly and secretly, and the old scholar's mental state was also greatly affected.
The physical and mental torture even made him want to commit suicide.
When the sun just peeked out from the horizon and the sky was still dark, the old professor's body tilted, and he fell from Blackie's back. No one knew if it was intentional or an accident.
Fortunately, when Blackie was carrying the others, Danny had been in her Dragon Spirit state with him. She quickly urged him to use her claws to pick up the "flying man".
The old professor's life was saved, but Blackie did not know how to control his strength. The wound on the old man's buttocks that Barristan had stitched up split open again, and blood gushed out. It was a miserable sight.
In the morning, the cold fog was hazy, and the waves in the middle of the river could not be seen clearly. Only the sound of flowing water could be heard, which meant that the river was not turbulent in the early winter.
Under the gray sky, the river water was greenish-black, and it brought chills to the three people by the cobblestone river.
At that moment, Danny and the other two landed beside the Trident River. Barristan was using the river water to clean the old man's bloodstains and sew up the wound that had burst open.
Danny squatted by the river and picked up a stone to play with it. She complained loudly, "You old man, you even killed the king. Why don't you even have the courage to live now?"
The old professor's face turned red, and he retorted in shame, "I didn't kill myself. I was too sleepy, and I couldn't help but doze off. I accidentally fell off the dragon's back."
"Haha, Dahei is tied with a belt. If you don't untie the belt, you can't fall off when you sleep or snore." Danny exposed the old man's secret without hesitation.
"No, I didn't kill myself, I didn't kill myself …" The red-nosed old man was at a loss for words and could only try to convince himself.
Half an hour ago, the old man did intend to kill himself.
He was angry for half the night, but he didn't know who to be angry at. Unable to think things through, he suddenly had the idea of jumping down and ending everything.
But when he really jumped down, he instantly regretted it. He wasn't the only one who violated the guest's rights. Why should he take the blame alone?
Most importantly, in the short ten seconds of falling from the sky, he began to miss the Golden Wine of Qingting Island, the fried pork chops in the Yupiqui Wine Bottle, the days of reading ancient literature while eating lemon cake on the lawn of the library, and even the Dragon Flame Grilled Steak … In short, he realized that he hadn't lived long enough!
"Awooo —" Barristan finished sewing up the old doctor's wound. When he was applying medicine, a loud and muffled wolf howl came from the dark forest beside the river, followed by the dense and light running sound of Yiwu.
In just a few breaths, hundreds of gray wolves rushed out of the white fog, stepping on the frosted leaves and weeds, and surrounded the riverbank from three sides.
"Direwolves?" The old doctor looked at the wolves that surrounded them, but he wasn't afraid. Instead, he looked at the leading gray wolf with surprise. It was the size of a calf.
"Awooo …" The giant wolf heard the cry and looked at the old man with its cold yellow eyes. It opened its mouth and breathed out clouds of white air with the smell of blood.
From its appearance and the color of its fur, other than it being two or three times bigger than a normal gray wolf, it didn't look much different from its companions.
If it wasn't for the old man's reminder, Danny would have thought that it was a big wild wolf.
"Why would there be a direwolf in the riverbank?" The old man was confused.
"Awooo …" The direwolf didn't want to give him time to think. It retreated and pounced on Danny.
Well, when the pack of wolves surrounded them, Dani took a few steps forward and stood in front of Barristan and the old doctor. The red-nosed old man looked at the direwolf with a calm expression, curiously observing it; the old knight did not even raise his head, only focusing on applying medicine for the doctor.
The two of them didn't seem to be worried that Danny would be torn apart by the wolves.
Indeed, when the leader of the wolves pounced on them, Danny's purple eyes were dyed with blood. She opened her mouth and said, "Get lost —"
The giant wolf that was flying in the air seemed to have hit an invisible wall. It howled and flew away. The other big gray wolves were even worse. The terrifying Draconic Aura entered their mindscape. Almost half of the giant wolves were bleeding from their seven orifices and died on the ground without a sound. The rest of them had bloodshot eyes and ran away with their tails between their legs. They didn't even care about their leader.
"Huh …" Danny deactivated her Dragon Spirit form and looked curiously at the giant wolves that were struggling to get up.
"Arya?" She tried to call out.
Barristan and the old doctor could only hear the wolves howling. Danny, in her soul state, "saw" a girl in linen clothes flying out of the direwolf. After being hit by the Dragon Spirit, the girl's face was distorted as she held her head and screamed.
In the blink of an eye, Dani realized that the Direwolf was in its Wolf Spirit state.
According to the plot of "Game of Thrones", there was only one direwolf in the Riverland — Nymeria who was released by Erya.
"Awooo …" Hearing Danny's call, the direwolf's bloodshot yellow eyes showed a human-like shock.
"It's really you." Danny was shocked. "Where are you?"
The direwolf's pupils contracted. It struggled to get up and tried to run away.
"Don't be afraid. I mean no harm. I won't hurt you." Danny quickly comforted it with a gentle voice.
However, she was surrounded by wolf corpses that were bleeding from their seven orifices. Her words were not convincing. The direwolf became more and more frightened. The human-like look in its eyes gradually faded.
"Don't leave your Wolf Spirit form. I have something to tell you." Danny spoke faster as she retreated. "A child like you might not know the taboos of a Wolf Spirit. Let me tell you, there are two things you must pay attention to.
First, do not eat humans in your Wolf Spirit form. That will increase your bestial nature and weaken your human nature.
Second, your direwolf has matured and has started to mate. But you must remember, do not be greedy for desires and pleasure that do not belong to humans. When it goes into heat, immediately leave your Wolf Spirit form … "
Looking at how the direwolf skillfully surrounded and killed humans, Danny understood that it was not the first time Erya killed and ate humans in her wolf form. Eating humans was one of the taboos of shapeshifters.
Yes, shapeshifters had taboos.
After Danny became a Dragon Spirit, she would look for knowledge about shapeshifters whenever she had the chance.
There were actually four taboos of shapeshifters. Other than not being able to eat human flesh and not being able to mate with other wolves in their wolf form — it was said that switching between male and female wolves was very addictive — there were two more taboos. Third, do not resist your instincts as a Wolf Spirit. Fourth, do not possess other humans.
Robb and Jon both committed the third taboo. They subconsciously knew that they were different, but they were very afraid and refused to accept this reality.
Robb's Wolf Spirit talent was to predict danger. It was very bug-like. If he could be like his younger brother Bran and Ricken, and train his Wolf Spirit skills diligently, the Bloody Wedding would not have happened.
As for the fourth one, Danny was very suspicious.
Shapeshifters possessing humans?
Wasn't that Magical Transformation Cultivation?
"Awoo, Awoo …" The direwolf howled at Danny. The emotion in its eyes gradually became … fear.
It retreated step by step into the forest and ran away without looking back.
"Your Majesty, who are you talking to?" Barristan was puzzled.
"Wolf Spirit …" Perestan muttered a few words and suddenly shouted, "Wolf Spirit! I understand now. There was a human in the soul of that direwolf just now, a shapeshifter!
Seven Gods above, what kind of world is this? Shapeshifters, Fire Sorcerers, Demonic Dragons … All kinds of demons and ghosts are appearing. Does the heavens want us Westeros to die? "
"Ursos and the Jade Sea did not prohibit mystical powers, but have you seen any cities perish because of magic? On the other hand, the Westeros are not far from extinction now. "
Danny sneered and turned to explain to the old knight, "I suspect that the direwolf is being controlled by Arya of the House of Stark."
"Arya Stark? Didn't she die long ago? Did she transform into a wolf? "Perestan was surprised.
"Shh, there's someone!" Barristan put his index finger to his lips and listened for a moment. He was puzzled and said, "Chanting, there's a monk coming."
As expected, after only four to five minutes, the pious chanting drove the cold morning fog and gradually filled the entire forest. The chanting was uniform and full of energy, rolling like thunder.
The general meaning was to pray for the protection of the warriors, the mercy of the Holy Mother, the old woman to illuminate the path ahead, the Holy Father …
Then, the source of the chanting appeared in front of Danny and the other two's vision. It was a group of dirty and sloppy beggars led by twenty sallow and skinny strong men. They wore coarse robes, some were barefoot, some were wearing slippers, some were holding axes, some were holding choppers and some were holding wooden spears.
Their shields and leather armor were painted with a symbol that Danny was familiar with — a red seven-pointed star.
"The gathering of the poor."
The group slowly walked out of the forest. Other than the leading 'beggar army', there were hundreds of poorly dressed refugees behind them. There were men, women, children and babies.
In the middle of the crowd, there was an old yellow cow, a dozen sheep and three two-wheeled trailers.
The first cart was half filled with turnips, shriveled apples, and onions stained with fresh mud. The second cart had three sacks, which probably contained grain, wheat, and the like. The last cart was filled with skulls and broken bones.
"Ah, so many wolves!" Seeing Danny and the other two, the beggar brothers stopped and the chanting gradually stopped. They looked at the wolf corpses on the river bank in surprise and hesitated.
"Honorable knights," Finally, a strong man with an axe came forward and said, "May the Holy Mother have mercy on you.
Brothers. "
"The Holy Mother loves you too, brother," Danny smiled. "Fellow church members, where are you going?"
"Ah, Miss, are you a church knight?" The strong man was surprised.
"I'm a nun."
"Uh …" The strong man was stunned. An old man who was pulling a cart behind shouted, "Reverend Nun, we're going to the King's Landing. We're going to bring these holy bones to the Great Cathedral of Belle and ask the King for help and protection."
"Join us, fellow church member. The journey is dangerous. We need strong warriors like you who can kill wolves." A thin man came forward and said.
He was wearing a shabby monk's robe and a crystal hung around his neck. He was a monk.
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