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Chapter 319

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"Calm down, everyone. Don't panic." In the front yard of Dark Castle, Maester Yimont gestured with his hands and tried to calm the arguing crowd. "Ser Barristan is still here. He represents Queen Danny Rize and has full authority over matters related to the Westeros."

Barristan was angry at the queen for not informing him, but he did not object to her decision to leave.

There were two reasons. First, he knew the queen's abilities. She had left a magic coordinate on his wrist that allowed him to communicate with her. Second, like old Yimont, he was worried that someone would take advantage of the opportunity to harm him.

How could he trust Erlu, who would kill his own brother for the Iron Throne?

He was an upright man, but an upright man was not necessarily a fool.

"Yes, I am the Queen's Iron Guard, captain of the White Knights. I represent the queen in dealing with the barbarians in the new camp," the White Knight said seriously.

Stannis bit his cheek and glared at the White Knight for a while before he asked bitterly, "Ser, why didn't you go to Dragonstone to find me?"

Barristan did not expect Erlu to bring this up. He was startled for a moment before he smiled bitterly. "Your Majesty Stannis, you are all wrong.

Ever since Joffrey stripped me of my white robes, I had no intention of joining any king.

Really.

You and Lord Renly are Joffrey's uncles — "

"Joffrey is not Robert's son," Stannis interrupted him angrily.

"Everyone recognizes his identity," the White Knight said noncommittally. "Even if he took away my white robe, my honor does not allow me to encourage my uncle to oppose my nephew. So, you and Lord Renly are not in my consideration.

Thus, Robb was the only king left.

I sympathized with him, but I would not support the king's division.

At the time, I was going to find a small sept in the countryside and dedicate the rest of my life to the Seven Gods. "

"Then how did you become her White Knight?" Stannis ground his teeth.

"Varys found me."

"Varys?" Stannis exclaimed.

"Yes, when I was praying in the basilica, his little bird came and told me about Her Majesty Daenerys.

I couldn't refuse. This was a chance for me, a chance to redeem myself.

However, I didn't intend to serve a crazy king anymore. When I saw her, I concealed my identity and observed her for nearly half a year. I found her benevolent, wise, kind, intelligent … "

"Enough!"

The old knight had a blissful look on his face as he reminisced, but Stannis's face looked as if he had been fed feces. He interrupted the white knight and said, "Now that she has left, how do you contact her?"

"How else can I contact you?" White Knight glared at him and said matter-of-factly, "Of course it's through messenger crows. I'm always at the Great Wall, right? If you have any orders, just send the messenger crows to the Great Wall. "

"How do you contact her?" Stannis asked.

Barristan said, "Let the messenger raven send a message to Dragonstone Island."

"Dragonstone Island? You want to take my Dragonstone Island? "The veins on Stannis' square chin bulged.

"Dragonstone Island is the land of the Targaryens!" Yimont frowned.

Stannis looked at the old man coldly and emphasized, "It is now my territory."

"Didn't she swear that she would not clash with the forces stationed at the Great Wall before she dealt with the Deviants?

She can't say that the promise of 'not starting a war' is only valid at the Great Wall, right?

We come to the north and she comes to the south to invade our home. Who would dare to leave their own territory to support the Great Wall? "

Erlu's words were not unreasonable.

For example, if Lannister went north to the Great Wall to fight the Deviants, Danny could not possibly go and take Casterly Rock, right?

There was only one point. Stannis had drifted on the sea for a few months, so his information was somewhat outdated.

"Dragonstone Island is no longer yours," Barristan said with a strange expression, "Right after you left, Lannister took advantage of the fact that Dragonstone Island was defenseless and sent thousands of soldiers to surround the castle. About half a month ago, Sir Loras attacked Dragonstone Island. "

Stannis' face was gloomy. He turned to old Yimont and asked, "You are the scholar of Dark Castle. Why didn't you tell me about this?"

Yimont frowned and slowly explained, "I don't know either. In the past few months, the City of Learning has not sent any messenger crows to the Great Wall."

"How could the City of Learning care about such a small matter?" Pereston yawned tiredly and defended the City of Learning, "It's too far away. Other than the change of seasons and the change of authority in King's Landing, the City of Learning will not send any messages to the Great Wall. "

"She didn't leave." Melisandre walked out of the darkness with her hands hidden in her sleeves. As she spoke, everyone could see the pigeon egg-sized ruby on her throat glowing with a mysterious red light.

"Danny, Rize went to the North. She should be back soon," she said softly.

"You saw her in the flames?" Stannis pursed his thin lips into a thin line. He remembered that the red-robed woman was alone in the room in the afternoon, staring at the raging flames in the brazier.

Under what circumstances did she see her?

Was she looking for the Child of Prophecy? Or was she following his orders and trying to cast a shadow spell on her?

Stannis began to clench his teeth, and his cheeks puffed up out of habit.

Melisandre understood his thoughts just by looking at his expression. She could not help but sigh to herself. After meeting Targaryen riding a dragon, even he began to doubt the authenticity of the Child of Prophecy.

It was no wonder that she herself was shaken. Could the prophecy be wrong, and the real reincarnation of Yasore and Ahai was Danny Rize?

However, she did not communicate with Lahlo. When she was looking for the Child of Prophecy, she saw the Dragon Queen. Stannis' face was still in the flames, but it was a little dim and not as clear as it was on Dragonstone Island. There was also another person's figure that appeared from time to time.

The red-robed woman glanced at Jon, who was standing among the Night Watchers. She coughed softly and said slowly, "I felt the aura of the dragon. She is fighting with someone, a very strong enemy. It's a fierce battle on the soul level."

"What enemy?" Barristan asked nervously.

"EsGod's servant! EsGod has been watching her for a long time. I even reminded her in the afternoon that she might have finally noticed the crow that landed between her eyebrows, "the priestess said solemnly.

Everyone was confused, but they could guess that the Dragon Queen's enemy was very strong.

However, there were not many who were worried about her. Instead, some of the Night Watchers and Erlu's armored knights exchanged looks with joy and excitement.

The white knight's expression changed, and he asked anxiously, "Where? I'll go over now. "

The red-robed woman's expression was calm. She was not too concerned, nor did she gloat. She only said lightly, "It's useless even if you go. The two of them are fighting on the soul level, and the battle has already ended at dusk."

Yimont's blue eyes flashed with concern, and he asked in a trembling voice, "Who won? You said that Her Majesty Danny Rize is on her way back. She should have won, right? "

"I'm not sure. No matter who wins or loses, there is no fatal damage to either side. It won't affect her returning to the Great Wall to rest. "

"She should be heavily injured, right?" a short knight with a mouth full of brown rotten teeth said with his eyes flashing.

The red-robed woman looked at him lightly and did not answer, but the atmosphere in the courtyard suddenly became hot and heavy. It was as if a strange flame had risen in everyone's heart.

The red-nosed old professor also noticed the change in everyone's mood. He could not help but frown and change the topic. "Who is EsGod? Deviant Ghosts?"

"Deviant Ghosts are just EsGod's servants."

"Hiss —" A loud and clear dragon's roar came from the southern sky. Everyone, who had different thoughts, immediately stopped talking and looked up.

After a few breaths, two huge black shadows flew under the silver full moon, and the sound of huge wings flapping could be heard clearly.

A gust of wind blew in the courtyard, and the white dragon landed on the stone steps of the King's Tower on the east in a way that did not match its body size and weight. Dragon Queen's energetic voice then came. "Are you guys admiring the moon in the courtyard?"

"Er …" The people who were looking at her with worry, nervousness, and curiosity felt awkward for a moment. Only then did Scholar Yimont come out and ask, "Your Majesty, are you alright?"

"What can happen to me?" Danny asked curiously.

"Madam Melisandre told us that you fought with a powerful enemy in the evening," the old scholar said with confusion.

"Oh, I was fighting with it." Danny glanced at the red-robed woman who was looking at her curiously, raised the big crow in her hand, and laughed. "Such a big crow, have you seen it before? It chased me for a long time and even wanted to peck my dragon. It took me a lot of effort to kill it. I was so tired that I was sweating all over. "

"Eh?" The old scholar was stunned. The crow chased you? It even pecked your dragon? What kind of crow is this? Is it the Crow God?

Melisandre's eyes flashed, and she looked back and forth between the crow and Danny's smiling face. After a while, she said with a complicated tone, "I didn't expect you to hunt this crow with your own ability. I underestimated you."

"Eh?" Everyone was confused. It was just a black crow. Although it was bigger than a normal crow, it was not a rare beast. It was just an arrow.

Danny threw the dead crow on the ground and urged loudly, "If you have time to sit here and talk nonsense, why don't you burn the bodies of the dead?"

The Red Pomegranate Chief hesitated and said, "The barbarians are easy to deal with, but almost three hundred knights died today. Friar Sarleda is helping them to decorate their bodies. He has been busy since noon."

"Then transport the knights to the cellar and store them there. First, burn the bodies of the freemen and the common soldiers from beyond the Great Wall. You night watchers should know how horrible it is to keep the bodies of the dead overnight. "

"Even if we put them in the cellar, we still need to chain their ankles," Jon reminded.

"Don't worry, the Great Wall has magic power. It can block the power of the Frost God," Melisandre said softly.

"A year ago, the bodies were resurrected under the Great Wall," Jon said with a frown.

"They must have been resurrected outside the Great Wall and pretended to be corpses to sneak into Dark Castle," the red-robed woman said with certainty.

Yergret, who had been watching from the side, walked through the crowd and carefully glanced at the White Dragon. She looked up at Dani and said, "Dragon Queen, we are going to send them off."

"Who are you?"

"Giants and freedmen."

"If you leave Dark Castle, you have to wear shackles," Danny reminded.

.....

Outside the Great Wall, in the empty space between the old and new camps, the barbarians built a huge crematorium. It was almost as big as a football field. The lower level was stacked with pine trunks and branches that were half a meter high. The branches were filled with half-dried leaves and weeds.

The pile of firewood was piled high with corpses. It was a shocking sight, but when Dany asked for the number, she was shocked to find that there were surprisingly few. There were only eight giants, less than a thousand warriors, and hundreds of old, weak, women, and children.

There were also many dead mammoths and warhorses, but they were not cremated. The night watchers had cut their flesh and preserved it in the ice cave under the Great Wall.

Well, Danny was not a cold-hearted person. She did not want more barbarians to die just to get more Soul Essence.

More importantly, she saw Stannis's horse trampling through the camp in the morning. Hundreds of thousands of barbarians rushed into the forest and trampled on the ground. There were definitely more than two thousand dead.

Even more than eight giants died.

"The number is wrong."

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