"What are you doing here?" Erlu asked, clenching his jaw.
He was in a terrible state.
The thick fur cloak and the heavy and luxurious steel armor should have made him look majestic, but at this moment, it only served to accentuate his thinness and dejection.
He was thin to begin with, but after thousands of miles of snow and ice, his flesh seemed to have been ground away, leaving only a tall and thin skeleton.
Danny could even see the outline of his skull through his thin skin.
However, although his face was changing, his expression and habits remained the same.
His face was still stiff, and his jaw was tightly shut. It made people worry that he would break his teeth.
Erlu's living conditions were even worse.
It was a low tent, more than ten square meters, a bundle of straw, a blanket, a small table, and a brazier. It was cold and damp, and there was a strange smell of mold and urine mixed together.
Fortunately, Danny did not need to enter his tent.
She stood in the snow at the entrance of Erlu's tent. She looked around and saw many people looking around in surprise.
"I was just passing by. My White Knight wants to meet his family, the Mormons."
Then she asked, "Jon Snow is dead. Do you know?"
Erlu's pupils contracted. He said in disbelief, "Dead?"
"He wanted to renounce his oath as a Night Watchman and gather the barbarians to help you. The Night Watchmen cleaned up the house and cut off his head, "Danny said.
Erlu's face, which was as thin as a layer of skin, scrunched up. He ground his teeth so hard that they made cracking sounds.
"That day, I wanted to restore his identity as Stark as the King and let him inherit the title of Guardian of the Northern Territory, but he refused without hesitation.
Now that we're about to attack Winterfell, he suddenly … What is he thinking? "
Erlu really wanted to form an alliance with the King. His goal had never changed: the Iron Throne.
He could not become the King of the Northern Territory himself.
Erlu also knew that the name "Stark" was the most useful in the Northern Territory.
"Hey, death was just the beginning. Your Light King revived him. Everyone calls him the 'Child of Prophecy'!" Danny laughed maliciously.
Erlu's expression changed dramatically. Suspicion and fear flashed in his eyes.
"Sir Farling, take them to Earl Mormont."
Gordy Farlin, the Giant Killer, could also be considered an old acquaintance of Danny. He was once a prisoner of the Giant King who had attempted to lead an army to attack the camp of the barbarians that the Dragon Queen had set up outside the Great Wall. He had once harassed Danny in Dark Castle.
"Since you've met him, you should leave now!"
After saying this, Erlu retreated into the tent with a gloomy expression and closed the curtains tightly. He had no intention of inviting the Dragon Queen in and acting as a host.
— — heh, I wonder how the two true and false children of prophecy will interact from now on.
Under the protection of five knights, Danny happily left Erlu's tent with the giant killer.
"Sigh, Dragon Queen, Danny, Her Majesty Liz …"
Arriving in front of a small canvas tent, before the giant killer could call out, a tall woman with black hair to her ears leaned over.
She was wearing a warrior's leather armor and a fur coat, but her hands were chained up.
It was obvious that she knew martial arts, but she was not a knight under Erlu's command.
Therefore, before she could get close, she was stopped by White Knight Garth.
Danny sized her up.
She looked wild, with rough skin, thin and tall, and a pair of long legs that were very eye-catching. They were straight and slender, firm and strong, and could be compared to her own.
"You are —"
Danny was just about to ask when a bear-like short and strong woman came out of the tent. She howled, "Chora!" and strode over.
It was a short and stocky woman with big hands and feet.
Danny knew that she was Ursa's cousin, Alisa Mormont.
It was said that her nickname was "She-Bear."
Her personality was as tough as her appearance. She was only 20 years old and already had a nine-year-old daughter. Most importantly, she did not know who the father of the child was …
"Alisa!" Ursa was also very excited and took the initiative to welcome her.
The cousins hugged each other and howled excitedly.
They were like two bears who had found a hive.
"Chora, where did you come from …"
Alisa rubbed her red eyes and stared at her cousin in confusion. "What are you dressed up like? It looks so gorgeous. Did you get rich? Is your wife back? "
Chora looked around awkwardly and puffed out his chest to let his cousin see the white knight emblem on his chest. He said proudly, "I'm a white knight, Danny Liz's white knight."
White knights did not need a wife!
"Danny Liz … Her Majesty, which Her Majesty is it?" the short woman asked blankly.
Bear Island was too remote. Although there were messenger crows and scholars, the information hub of the Northern Region was Winterfell. Winterfell was now occupied by Bolton.
Bear Island and Bolton were irreconcilable. Other than the messenger crows in the City of Knowledge, there was no communication with the outside world for half a year.
"Ah, it's Mad … King Eris's daughter, the real Dragon Queen who hatched a dragon." The long-legged girl looked at Danny and explained to She-Bear.
"Oh, it's the Dragon Queen!"
She-Bear Alisa bowed to Danny reluctantly and pulled the big bear aside to whisper.
The short-haired girl broke free from Garth's restraint and walked to Danny. "Your Majesty, I'm Asha, the daughter of Balon Greyjoy of the Iron Islands. I'm also the true successor of the Iron Islands' Seastone position."
"Hello, Asha. What can I do for you?" Danny asked directly.
Asha saw that Danny was not interested in her identity and experience, so she went straight to the point. "Your Majesty, my uncle You Lun sees you as a mortal enemy. He also took my Seastone position. I think we have the basis for an alliance."
Danny pointed at the shackles on her hands and laughed. "I think you should get your freedom first before considering the Seastone position."
"That's simple. I just need to pay a ransom and I'll be free. If you agree to my alliance plan, you can lend me 200 gold royals first. "
Perhaps out of habit, Asha gave Danny a flirtatious wink as she spoke.
Holy shit …
Danny said with a straight face, "You Lun sees me as a mortal enemy, but I see him as an ant. I don't reject an alliance, but I don't see what benefits you can bring me. "
Dragon Queen was expressionless and did not respond. The long-haired girl was not embarrassed at all.
"Your Majesty, there are many benefits!"
She smiled confidently, adding seven points of brilliance to her ordinary face. She said with a strong voice, "I don't think You Lun, who controls Tiemin Island, is an ant.
Otherwise, what is the North, West and River Bend that Tiemin wreaked havoc?
Also, You Lun has a great weapon to deal with the Megalosaurus. I've personally experienced it and it's very scary.
But as long as you have my loyalty, it's equivalent to removing a great enemy and gaining an ally of equal power.
The price you have to pay is only a few hundred gold royals and a little fame. "
"I thought you wanted me to ride a dragon and burn You Lun's fleet!" Danny said strangely.
"Please don't. You Lun has the Dragon's Horn and can control your Megalosaurus," Asha said nervously.
"He told you that?" Danny held back her laughter and asked.
"Can't he? He told everyone at the King Selection Convention. "Ah Sha was surprised and bewildered.
"I hope he always thinks so." Danny laughed coldly and asked, "How do you plan to use my fame?"
Asha's eyes flashed as she said confidently, "I will announce to the great families of the Iron Islands that I have pledged my loyalty to you and that you only recognize me as the sole successor to the throne of Haishi.
You have a few dragons and have a great advantage. You have the most hope of unifying the seven countries. Those with brains will know how to weigh the pros and cons.
As long as half of them pledge their allegiance to me, I won't need any help and will overthrow You Lun's illegal rule with my own power. "
It was indeed beneficial but not costly, but …
"I swore that I would not participate in the power struggle of the seven countries before the end of the Long Night. As long as the Iron Islands support the Great Wall, I will not attack You Lun even if he says he wants to slay dragons every day," Danny said.
"Long Night …" Asha was skeptical and had a conflicted expression.
"How about this?" Danny thought for a while and came up with a bad idea for the long-legged girl. "You can use my name to secretly rope in your subordinates and tell them that I agree to your loyalty, but I can't because of the oath."
"So are you going to admit it or not?" Ah Sha was stunned.
"If others ask, of course I'll deny it. I can't go back on my oath. But this won't stop you from using my name to rope in people!
Others can deceive people by fabricating something out of nothing. This is much better than fabricating something out of nothing, "Danny said matter-of-factly.
The shrewd and capable Asha … was stunned.
"… Bear Island doesn't know any other king other than the King of the North. Our king's surname is Stark.
I pledge my allegiance to Stannis only because he can avenge Stark, "the She-Bear said loudly.
Danny had killed the conversation, but Chora's emotions were stirred up.
The Great Bear's eyes were red as he said, "I want you to return to Bear Island, not to stop you from avenging Stark, but because I don't want you to die for nothing.
You only have three thousand wounded soldiers and don't even have food supplies.
Bolton, on the other hand, has ten thousand fully armed veterans relying on the tall walls of Winterfell.
In this battle, other than Her Majesty the Queen, anyone who fights will lose.
Why don't you return to Bear Island first and wait for Jon to snow … You probably don't know yet, but Eide's illegitimate son has left the Night Watch and changed his surname to Stark. He's Robb's designated successor.
Your mother Melgie isn't dead either. She's a guest at Neck Marsh with Robb's declaration of his successor.
You can wait for Jon to mobilize his troops. His rallying power isn't something Stannis can compare to.
When the Northern Warlords respond, Bear Island will join in.
At that time, even if we lose, we can at least fight back and die a worthy death.
Unlike now, we can't even last one wave. "
"Hey, Bear Island boy, what do you mean? We're the good men of the unyielding clan. One can beat the ten Skinners of the Bolton bastards. "
The She-Bear hadn't recovered from her cousin's information when an old warrior walked over and shouted.
Greasy and messy long hair, a white beard that covered most of his face, and a dirty wool cloak, he was dressed like a barbarian from beyond the Great Wall.
However, the leather armor on the old barbarian's chest was printed with a blue wine barrel pattern.
Danny glanced at the strange wine barrel emblem and said, "Are your mountain clans nobles of the Northern Territory?
I didn't see your names in the Westeros emblem handbook. "
"Hey, other than Stark, you southerners don't care about the people of our clan! Speaking of which, I, Hugo Wull, am also an earl, but everyone calls me 'Big Wine Barrel'. "
At this point, Big Wine Barrel looked up and down at Danny, who was wearing a blue dress and white armor. He frowned and said, "You're so handsome and dressed so flamboyantly. Are you the True Dragon Targaryen? You don't look as reliable as the Stag King! "
Danny's face darkened slightly.
"Hey, old man, do you know how to speak human language?"
The fat eunuch used his belly to bump Big Wine Barrel.
Evenly matched, the two of them took a step back at the same time.
"Fat pig, where are you from? Are you speaking human language? "Big Wine Barrel retorted.
Well, Beworth's Westeros wasn't very good, and it was obvious that he was a foreigner.
In fact, Danny's centaur lackeys were even more hot-tempered, but they couldn't understand the common language of the mountains.
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