Danny found Fat Sam in a clump of withered grass. He was holding his stomach and howling. When he fell to the ground, he seemed to have been hit by a stone. He was crying with snot and tears all over his face.
"Sam, are you okay?" Old Yimont asked with concern.
"My stomach hurts," Sam whimpered with a hoarse voice.
Barristan walked over and lifted the fat man from the ground. He carefully checked his mail, leather armor, and inner shirt. None of them were broken, and there were no traces of blood. He said, "It's nothing serious. It's probably just a bump. You'll be fine after you catch your breath."
"Sam, stop howling. Look, even the rat chef is alerted." Danny looked up and glanced at the stone tower opposite them. In the dark hole of the door, there was a pair of eyes emitting a faint red light. Deep inside, there were more red eyes quietly moving to the side of the door.
"Rat chef?!" Sam looked around blankly. Soon, he also saw the pairs of red eyes behind the door. He could vaguely tell that it was a group of gray rats that were bigger than cats.
"Ahhh —" He howled heartbreakingly. "Rat chef, it's the rat chef's descendants!"
"Seven Hells. Why are the rats here so big?" Barristan exclaimed.
"Squeak squeak squeak …" Noticing that everyone was looking at them, the rats began to shrink back.
"They're not too big. The roasted rats sold at the Quills Wharf are only a little smaller than them," Danny said casually.
"Blackie," she called out to the black dragon.
"Hiss —" Blackie roared into the sky, and the dragon's aura spread out along with the dragon's roar. In an instant, from the surrounding towers, the underground cellars, and the passageways connecting to the cellars, came the sound of thousands of horses galloping. Countless rats were squeaking crazily, and it was creepy.
"I didn't expect there to be so many rats in Dark Castle." Yimont rubbed the goosebumps on the back of his hand.
"Rat chef, they're all rat chef's descendants," Sam said loudly.
"I'm starting to wonder if the rat chef's story is true." Danny looked around and said calmly, "Because there are so many rats here, the bored night watchers began to make up stories about rats. Eventually, it evolved into the legend of the rat chef."
"No, the rat chef is real. There are records of this history in the Dark Castle's library. Even the names of the kings are clearly marked: Tywyll Lannister II of Casterly Rock, and his eldest son, Tyrion Lannister. "Old Yimont said seriously.
"Uh, this Tyrion was eaten by his father?" Danny's mouth twitched.
Yimont was stunned for a moment before he understood what she meant. He smiled and said, "Targaryen has produced many Aegon, Stark has countless Brandon, and in Lannister, Tyrion has also appeared countless times. In the future, there will definitely be countless Danny Lisses among your descendants. "
Danny was a little embarrassed and said to Sam, "Lead the way."
"Only the Night Watchers can enter that place." Sam struggled.
"You know what? The more you say, the more interested I am. A door that has a mind of its own and can distinguish between a Night Watcher and a Night Watcher. I can't wait to see it. "Danny smiled faintly.
"What door?" Yimont was puzzled.
"There is a hidden tunnel in the Nightfall Citadel that connects the inside and outside of the Wall. This fatty entered through a secret door."
"That's right, Sam didn't return from Dark Castle." After Danny's reminder, the old scholar also reacted.
"Scholar, Your Majesty, I'm not lying. There is a tunnel in the Nightfall Citadel, and there is a door, the Black Door. But that person warned me not to tell anyone about the Black Door, or it might cause irreparable damage to this world. So, don't force me, I can't say it! "Sam covered his face and cried.
A big man with a white bread face squatting on the ground and wiping his tears looked quite pitiful.
But not only did Danny not sympathize with him, but she also angrily reprimanded him, "You are clearly calling us bad guys.
Even if I know the secret of the Black Door, I, Sir Barristan, Scholar Yimont, will not do anything to harm this world.
Didn't I come here at night to make sure that the tunnel won't threaten the safety of the Northern Region?
Why are you saying that we are the ones who want to destroy this place? "
"Sam, His Majesty is right. The Nightfall Citadel is so desolate, and there is not a single Night Watcher. If the tunnel is discovered by barbarians or even deviant ghosts, it will be a big trouble. "Barristan frowned and advised.
Old Yimont patted the fat Night Watcher's arched back and asked, "Sam, you said that someone warned you not to mention the Black Door. Who is that person? Commander Mormont? "
"No, we call him Cold Hands. Gilly and I met little Paul, Chett, Huck and the others in the White Tree Village. They died and became ghouls. I was no match for them. The red-eyed crows saved me. "
"Crows?" Danny's heart skipped a beat. "Tell me more details. Where did the crows come from?"
Sam stopped sobbing and said with a look of reminiscence, "In the center of the village, there was a weirwood tree that was as thick as a few people hugging it. The tree trunk was white and the red leaves were stained with blood.
It was covered with crows, thousands of them. Black crows, red leaves, white branches, and the tree trunk was carved with the face of a ferocious old man.
Gilly was hiding under the tree with the child, together with the crows. I burned little Paul, but Chett was choking me. I was dying.
The crow that was following me … Oh, it was Commander Mormont's crow. It suddenly screamed and jumped on Chett's face, pecking at the pale flesh.
Then, the crows on the tree flew over. They surrounded Chett's face and pecked at his blue eyes. They covered the sisters like flies, and they took out a lump of brain matter from Huck's shattered skull …
The crows covered the sky and the sun, and they even blocked the moon. "
Danny and Yimont looked at each other. They both knew what the other was thinking. It was the Three-Eyed Crow.
However, the Three-Eyed Crow's taste was really heavy. It ate ghouls' flesh and drank their brains. This …
But why did the Three-Eyed Crow value this fatty so much?
This guy even ate the Three-Eyed Crow's body!
Was he possessed by the main character's halo?
Yes, there was a saying that Samwell was the real main character in Game of Thrones. He could turn misfortunes into blessings, and he could turn misfortunes into good fortune. While other people were miserable, he was able to live happily until the end. He was a cheat-like existence.
For example, Danny worked herself to death and used all her means to kill a Variant Ghost. As for the fatty, he killed a White Ghost with a Dragon Crystal Dagger and a lousy sword technique.
Yes, Sam was the one who got the first kill. He was the Variant Ghost Killer, Sam!
"Who is that Cold Hands?" Danny asked.
"He wore black clothes and looked like a Night Watcher. However, his skin was as pale as a Corpse Ghost, and his hands were as black as ice …"
"A Corpse Ghost!" Barristan and Yimont exclaimed in surprise.
Danny's eyes flickered. She recalled that there was also a Cold Hands in Game of Thrones. He was Benjen Stark, who was transformed into a biological weapon by the Children of the Forest.
"No, his eyes didn't emit blue light, and he could still talk," Sam shook his head and said.
Danny tilted her head and looked at the small half of the moon in the sky. She said, "Variant Ghosts are magical creatures transformed by the Children of the Forest using their ancestors. However, the experiment failed, and the Variant Ghosts became natural disasters that went out of control. Long Night followed. This is the legend about the origin of Variant Ghosts.
Is it possible that not all Variant Ghosts went out of control, and some of them retained their rationality and humanity, and became qualified magical weapons? "
Just like in Terminator, there was an out-of-control robot that assassinated the main character, and there was also a Schwarzenegger that protected humans.
"You can ask Blinden," Yimont said.
"I don't want to deal with him before I master the divine ability." Danny shook her head.
"Brandon? You know Bran? Why do you want to ask him? "Sam asked in surprise.
The pronunciation of Blinden and Brandon were very similar, and it was easy to confuse them. However, Brandon was Bran's name, so Sam got it wrong.
When Blinden Riverwin first heard Bran's name, he even joked that Bran's name was given by the Blood Crow — Blackfish, Blinden Tully. (The naming tradition in Song of Ice and Fire was to give famous people's names to their children. For example, the Frey family also had someone named Rega, Rega Frey.)
"You …" Danny stared at the fatty's gray eyes with a strange expression. "You met Jon's brother, Bran Stark?"
The fatty was stunned. When he realized that he had made a mistake, he immediately shook his head frantically and denied, "I don't know. I don't know him. I didn't meet him."
Danny certainly remembered how Bran had crossed the Great Wall in Game of Thrones — with Sam's help, he had passed through the gate tunnel of the abandoned castle.
However, when she came to the Great Wall, she realized that it was impossible. Except for Dark Castle, all the tunnels connecting the Great Wall to the outside of the Great Wall were blocked. The entire tunnel was filled with ice and stone, and it was tightly sealed. It would take a few months to pry it open.
The Shadow Tower and Eastwatch didn't have a gate. They were connected to the outside of the Great Wall and the North by boat.
Otherwise, why would the Wild Man target Dark Castle?
"Kid, you spilled the beans." Danny sneered. "It seems that the kid from the House of Stark stopped at the Castle of Eternal Night before and saw you coming out of the Black Gate. Then he went through the Black Gate to the outside of the Great Wall. Wild man, everyone in the North knows about the Black Gate, but you didn't tell me … "
She possessed Sam's body and exerted pressure on him through her eyes. She shouted, "What are you up to? Do you want to rebel? "
"Plop …" The fat man's legs gave way and he immediately fell to the ground. Tears and snot flowed down his face. He hiccuped and said, "Your Majesty, I don't want to rebel. I swore that I would never tell anyone about the Black Gate and Bran, not even Jon. Don't force me."
Danny raised her chin to White Knight and said, "Knight, go and search around. See if there are any traces of people staying here."
The fat man's struggle was futile.
Danny ignited a washbasin-sized fireball. It floated ten meters in the air and illuminated a few hundred meters. White Knight easily found traces of a bonfire on the stone floor of the kitchen.
It was an octagonal stone house with a broken arch. There was a well in the middle of the house. Beside the well, there was a crooked weirwood sticking out of the stone floor and slanting towards the hole in the roof.
Under the silver-gray moonlight, the bone-like branches reflected a cold and eerie light.
"Is this where the rat chef cut Tyrion into pieces?" Danny walked along the wall beside the slaughterhouse, which was full of scars and stains.
Red rusty meat hooks hung down from the beams, giving her a sense of absurdity, as if she was witnessing history.
The meat hooks were definitely not six thousand years old, but the slaughterhouse was made of stone and was connected to the ancient stone house.
If the rat chef's story was true, then this was indeed the scene of a murder on a night thousands of years ago.
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