Then, Danny glanced at the knights and Night Watchers who were looking at her with complicated expressions and said loudly, "There has never been a savior.
Even if the Supreme Priest Benello believes that I am the Child of Prophecy, even if my experience is somewhat similar to the prophecy of Ashaya, I have never thought of myself as a savior.
The night is long, and there are dangers everywhere. The only one who can save us is ourselves. "
"When we are hungry, food will not fall from the sky. We can only work hard to open up the fields and graze the cows and sheep. When we are cold, winter will never end suddenly, and then summer will come. We can only cut wood to get firewood to keep warm. Men will hunt, women will weave cotton clothes, and leather coats. When we are sick, the Seven Gods, the Red Gods, and the Old Gods will not help us. Only healers with medical knowledge can cure our illness and restore our health. When we die, we can pray for our souls to be converted to the Kingdom of God, but the world after death has never been seen by a living person."
"From birth to death, from summer to winter, from kings to monks, to ordinary people, from beyond the Great Wall to the old town, there has never been a savior or a god to help us.
Now, the barbarians are here, and the deviant ghosts are following closely behind. The ones who can stop them are the Night Watchers, the Great Wall, you with swords, me, my dragon, Stannis, and his priestess.
This is the result of everyone's hard work. No one can take all the credit alone.
Acknowledging a savior is denying yourself and denying the kingdom itself.
Night Watchers, knights, your swords are still stained with blood. You are still injured and bleeding. You are fighting for your lives!
Are you going to deny your own life because of a prophecy, an unconfirmed reincarnation of Yasuer and Ahai? "
Danny shouted loudly, like the head of a shipping organization, trying to push an idea into everyone's mind.
The effect was not bad. Almost all the Night Watchers agreed. Many knights under the banner of Blazing Red Heart were also thinking and nodding silently to show their agreement.
"Good, well said!" Dr. Perestan, whose gray robe was stained with blood, squeezed out of the crowd. He was so excited that his eyes were brimming with tears. He waved his arms and shouted, "We can only rely on ourselves. Gods, saviors, children of prophecy, magic, and dragons are all illusory and unreliable. In this real world, only our hard work is the most real."
Danny blankly glanced at the red-nosed old man and asked, "Why are you back?"
The old doctor was startled and said, "The barbarian queen's child has been born. It's a son. Both mother and child are safe."
When Stannis attacked the wildlings' camp, old Daena Mance had a difficult birth.
Jon had planned to ask Scholar Yimont to help Dana deliver the baby, but Danny thought that the old scholar was too old to take the trouble of dropping him off the city wall in a hanging basket, so she asked the red-nosed old doctor to do it.
Almost all of the scholars knew medicine, not to mention that he was an experienced doctor.
Danny waved her hand and chased him away. "There are still many injured people outside the city, including the wildlings, the rangers, and Theon Bella. You're already wearing black clothes, so be careful."
"I …" The old man felt wronged. Didn't I stand up for you because you were alone?
Melisandre looked around and smiled charmingly. "You don't know what you're about to face. The ancient EsGod is gathering power. It's terrifying, evil, and powerful. Mortals can't fight against it.
The cold wind is already blowing. Soon, it will be a long night that will never end.
I don't deny the power of everyone, but kings against kings, soldiers against soldiers, farmers grow food, and lords rule.
Compared to the Deviant Ghosts, the wildlings are just appetizers. However, compared to the EsGod who preaches death and coldness, the Deviant Ghosts are not worth mentioning.
Then, we can only rely on the children of prophecy. "
"The EsGod you're talking about is the old gods?" Danny frowned. "I know that the great King of Light is the only one and sees all the gods and sects as heresy. However, we're just mortals. We don't participate in the battle of the gods. We only need to deal with the Deviant Ghosts."
"Danny Alice, you're very extraordinary among mortals, but your mortal eyes still can't see through the fog," Melisandre said slowly.
"Your Majesties, and all the knights, the snow is melting outside, and it's a little cold. Why don't we go to the hall and sit by the fireplace to discuss the settlement of the wildlings? "One-armed Tanner suggested.
Old Yimont frowned and said, "King Stannis just led his subordinates in a big battle. I'm afraid he didn't rest much last night. There are also soldiers who died in battle. The corpses in the wild can't be left there.
Why don't we rest for a day and let the soldiers treat their injuries. The corpses outside the city should also be burned immediately. We'll hold an official meeting tomorrow. "
"Yes, the corpses must be burned before dark. Otherwise, we won't be able to find them tomorrow," Yegret said.
"You are?" Stannis coldly glanced at the wildlings and giants in the yard. They were clearly different from the Night Watchers. "Why aren't you locked up? You're not even wearing chains. "
"Yes, I'm a prisoner of war. I was captured by the Dragon Queen." Yegret rubbed her flat nose and smiled, revealing her uneven white teeth. "With a dragon watching from the side, we wouldn't dare to rebel. We're helping the ravens to build the wall. It's not convenient to work with chains on. "
After Redhead's reminder, Stannis noticed that there was an additional curved stone wall around Dark Castle. The foundation was still being laid, and the wall hadn't been built yet.
Stannis's face turned serious. His eyes were like small lanterns. He roared at Red Pomegranate, "The Night Watchers aren't allowed to build a wall. Are you trying to rebel by building a wall?"
Bowen Marcy's face turned pale. He said with a trembling voice, "Yes, it was Her Majesty Danny Alice who ordered us to build it."
Danny explained, "Last time, only one hundred and fifty raiders almost took down Dark Castle. If the Deviants follow suit, the Night Watchers will be finished."
"Deviants can climb over the Wall?" Stannis frowned.
"I don't know, but deviants are intelligent. Even the resurrected ghouls retain their memories. They pretend to be corpses and are brought into the Wall by the Night Watchers. Then they get up in the middle of the night to attack Commander Mormont."
Deviants were much smarter than zombies. When the Night Watchers didn't know about them, they deliberately arranged a few ghouls to pretend to be corpses at the gate of the Wall. The Night Watchers naturally had to bring their brothers' bodies back to be buried.
In the middle of the night, the ghouls would crawl out of the cellar and sneak into the commander's tower according to their original memories to avoid the patrols of the Night Watchers.
If Jon's direwolf hadn't been alert enough to wake Jon up when it sensed the danger, many senior officers of the Night Watchers would have died.
In the end, Danny added meaningfully, "And I'm not afraid of the Night Watchers rebelling. The Wall is useless against dragons."
Stannis gritted his teeth and turned his horse around without saying a word, heading towards the commander's tower.
Melisandre pursed her lips and glanced at Danny, then followed Erlu and left.
Dark Castle could accommodate five thousand soldiers at most. Even if the king's tower was occupied by Danny, there was still enough space for Stannis and his men.
Soon, Erlu's knights were busy. Some of them were injured, while the rest were escorting captives and cleaning up the barracks. Under the lead of the Night Watchers, they went out of the Wall to collect the corpses. Melisandre even led some people to burn a big horn …
When Danny was about to enter the new camp outside the Wall to check on the surviving barbarians, old Yimont suddenly came over and grabbed her arm. He looked at her seriously and said, "Don't leave the dragon."
"What's wrong?" Danny was shocked. She immediately looked around and found that there were only busy knights and Night Watchers around her. There was nothing out of the ordinary. When she entered the Dragon Spirit state again … Her sense of danger was not strong, but it was more than ten times stronger than before.
She understood Yimont's concern. She helped the old man into the king's tower and said, "Old man, are you worried that the knights under Stannis will suddenly attack me?"
"You are too young to understand the cruelty of the game of power." Yimont seemed to be worried. "Stannis is right about one thing. He has the blood of a true dragon.
If you die suddenly, your dragon will most likely be inherited by the person closest to you. At this moment, other than me, an old man with one foot in the grave, only Stannis is left. "
"My dragon is different." Danny emphasized.
"I know what you want to say. Your dragon egg is from Asha and not from the Targaryen family. But the Dragon King and the Megalosaurus have a mysterious spiritual bond …" The old man frowned and thought for a while. He said uncertainly, "Maybe your soul can change the Megalosaurus … Sigh, let's put it this way. Without you, the Black Dragons and White Dragons would not be too close to the Targaryen bloodline. They would be closer to the Targaryen bloodline than normal humans, but not as close as the ancestral Megalosaurus to the Targaryen bloodline. But your soul and bloodline are slowly changing your dragons, making them closer to the Targaryen bloodline, until the birth of a Dragon Knight."
"How do you know all this?" Danny was surprised.
The old man smiled with nostalgia and said, "In the Royal Library, I have read all the books related to dragons. I also know a lot of royal secrets passed down orally.
Our ancestors were not as stupid as you think, telling all the secrets to the City of Knowledge. I have personally tested your dragons in the past two days, and they are not hostile to me. "
Dani also smiled and said, "Then let me tell you another secret related to dragons. Even Sir Barristan was kept in the dark."
"Oh?" The old scholar was interested.
"I am not an ordinary Dragon Knight. In the form of a dragon spirit, I am similar to a shapeshifter. My soul can enter Blackie's soul realm, and his soul can also enter mine. "
At this point, the light in Danny's eyes suddenly dimmed. "Gondifalin is provoking my giant captive."
Then, her purple eyes were dyed with a trace of blood. Her pupils slowly elongated and became vertical. A substantial pressure spread from her body. Even old Yimont could not help but avert his gaze.
"In this state, I can imitate the Dragon's Horn. As long as I wear armor, I will not be afraid even if ten knights surround me." As she spoke, she dispersed the Dragon's Aura and returned to her purple eyes.
"Seven Gods above, I did not expect there to be a dragon spirit state. I always thought that the Dreamwalker 'Danny Si' was the most powerful and mysterious Dragon King." Old Yimont widened his eyes and looked at Danny in surprise.
"That is a dragon dream. I can do it too." Danny smiled proudly. "Dragon dreams are divided into two types: conscious and unconscious. In the unconscious state, I can see some fragments of the future.
Of course, like the glass candle, most of the scenes are illusions. Before Blackie and the other three dragons were born, I have seen the black dragons in my dreams.
In fact, the five dragon eggs in my hands, including the red dragon egg in my bedroom, can all meet them in my dreams. "
"That is amazing. Our ancestors have never had a Dragon King as gifted as you. "Yimont said excitedly.
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