"The Northern Territory is going to be independent, so the Long Night and the Other Ghosts don't matter anymore," Danny said.
"Why doesn't it matter?" Lord Eel was confused.
"Will you care if Braavos is taken over by the Other Ghosts?" Danny asked.
Lord Eel frowned and said with difficulty, "The Other Ghosts are related to the survival of the entire human race. If the Northern Territory can't be defended, how can the countries in the South benefit?
I think your 'United Ghost Resistance Front' is very good. The Westeros should unite and use the strength of the seven countries to support the Great Wall and the Northern Territory. "
Who said that the people of the Northern Territory were stubborn?
Look, how wonderful is their thinking of eating and cursing when they put down their chopsticks!
Danny said angrily, "Do you think the nobles of the seven countries have this kind of awareness? Allowing the Northern Territory to be independent while working hard to help the Northern Territory get rid of the disaster? "
"The Northern Territory hasn't become independent yet, right?" Lord Eel said with a smile.
"It's useless to talk to me about the Northern Territory's independence. If the Long Night comes, I will call for a meeting. The nobles of the seven countries will gather together to discuss how to end the Long Night.
At that time, we will also sort out the rotten things of the past few decades, like Regar and Leanna, my father burning Duke Rickard, Tywin killing Regar's children, Robert's death, Cersei's three illegitimate children, Robb's betrayal, Waldfrey's Bloody Wedding …
Everyone will speak openly and uphold justice in front of everyone.
At that time, you can face all the nobles of the seven countries and apply for 'Brexit' … Oh, leave the Westeros. "
Lord Eel looked at the Dragon Queen with a complicated expression and said, "Your Majesty, you are indeed open-minded and far-sighted. Such a meeting is very meaningful.
Over the years, the seven countries have lost their morals and etiquette. People's hearts are not what they used to be. We really need a great trial to wash away the filth in people's hearts. "
Then he asked, "What are the two problems you mentioned?"
"First, Jon Stark, he already considers himself the king of the Northern Territory."
"Jon Stark?" Lord Eel was stunned for a moment before he reacted. He asked in confusion, "Isn't he a Night Watcher? And he's an illegitimate child. "
"Didn't Madam Stone Heart tell you that Robb's designated successor as the King of the North is Jon?"
"This is the first time I've heard of this." Lord Eel's eyebrows gradually furrowed.
As one of the few great nobles in the Northern Region, he knew the House of Stark very well.
Lady Catelyn hated that bastard, and did not want her son's crown to be taken away by that bastard.
This was troublesome.
An Alpha Wolf led the pack.
If there were two Alpha Wolves, the pack would split, or if there was a fight, one of the Alpha Wolves would die.
"Second question, Stannis. In the name of the King, he commanded a group of Northern Territory nobles to seek justice for Stark.
Without a doubt, his ultimate goal is the Iron Throne. You can't marry two women and promise to help me fight for the Iron Throne while forming an alliance with Stannis. "
"This …" Lord Eel's frown deepened.
To be honest, meeting the Dragon Queen today was an accident, but forming an alliance with the Dragon Queen, or at least reaching an understanding, was the result of a long discussion between him and Lady Catelyn.
The reason was also very simple. The first rule of power games: Stand on the side of the victor!
Only by working with the victor could the alliance be guaranteed; no matter how beautiful the promise made by the loser, it would be as useless as a blank piece of paper.
Madam Stone Heart had only lost her kindness, but not her wisdom — although she did not have that in the first place.
So, that time in the cave, when she failed to kill the Dragon Queen and the Dragon Queen let her go, she understood two things: The Dragon Queen was very strong and could not be defeated; The Dragon Queen was very … simple and honest, and did not have any ill intentions towards her and her child as she thought.
The Dragon Queen was strong, which meant that she had the highest chance of obtaining the Iron Throne; The Dragon Queen was simple and honest, and working with her would not lead to trouble.
However, Erlu was indeed helping Stark, Anbolton, Anfrey, An- Lannister …
The best outcome would be to form an alliance with the Dragon Queen to ensure the future, and let Erlu work for free to ensure the present.
However, Erlu was neither stupid nor simple. Previously, he had sent the Hand of the King, the Onion Knight, to White Harbor to seek an alliance. When he was at the Great Wall, he had suggested to work with the King of the North, Stark, many times.
Lord Eel thought for a long time and said tentatively, "Your Majesty, if you help Duke Rickon take down Winterfell, Stannis will no longer be a problem.
Let him return to the Great Wall as a Night Watchman, or give him a batch of food and send him out as a gift. "
Damn, so realistic, so heartless!
In order to help Stark take down Winterfell, Erlu was starving in the snow more than a hundred kilometers away!
She would get angry at anyone who said that the nobles of the North were simple and honest.
"Count Feldman, I declare to you once again that before the Long Night ends, I will not interfere in any of the power struggles of the Seven Kingdoms. A sacred oath cannot be violated! "
Once again, Danny was glad that she had made this oath a long time ago at the Great Wall.
In the latrine like Westeros, with this oath, she had avoided a lot of trouble and saved a lot of saliva!
"Sigh!" Lord Eel sighed and became silent.
"Lord Count, Lord Count …" Bevos called out softly.
"Oh?" Lord Eel came back to his senses and asked curiously, "Sir Bevos, what's wrong?"
Bevos swallowed the last piece of eel pie and wiped the cherry sauce from his mouth. He pointed to the oven closest to them and said, "That meat pie, it smells so good, can you give Bevos a piece?"
As if he was pricked by a needle, Lord Eel waved his hand hurriedly and said, "No!"
"Uh …" The smile on Bevos' face froze.
"Sigh, that's for Lu Bolton." Lord Eel realized that his tone was wrong and quickly explained in a low voice.
Da Xiong's expression changed and asked, "Is it poisonous?"
"It's not poisonous, but it's ten thousand times scarier than any poison …" Lord Eel said hesitantly.
"What meat pie is scarier than poison?" Garth asked doubtfully.
Lord Eel closed his mouth tightly and avoided his eyes.
Suddenly, Danny had a flash of inspiration and thought of a meat pie that was more poisonous than poison.
"You didn't kill Bolton's son or wife and make a meat pie for the old peeler to eat, right?" Danny looked at Lord Eel in horror and asked.
Lord Eel widened his eyes and looked at Dragon Queen in horror.
"Seven Gods above! You- "The knights looked at Lord Eel in horror.
"No, no," Lord Eel waved his hand, "I want to, but …"
"Sigh, that's about it! “
Finally, Lord Eel gave up struggling and said honestly, "That's right, it's a meat pie! It's a wedding gift for Ramus Bolton.
Her Majesty the Queen is my guest, I can't give you a meat pie. "
"Seven levels of hell!"
Beworth's stomach started to turn.
"There's a hand scratching Beworth's throat, someone wants to crawl out of Beworth's stomach," the fat eunuch said pitifully with a pale face.
Danny started to rejoice. In this cold weather, she really couldn't eat greasy food and only drank a few cups of warm wine.
"Whose … pie?" She asked.
"It's made from the meat of Rhaegar, Simon, and Jerry, the Frey Pie!"
Lord Eel's eyes were cold and he growled, "Wade Frey violated the guest's rights and killed my lord and many nobles in the Northern Territory. I want revenge, I want the Freys to eat their own children's meat like the rat chef!
Eris Frey and Hastings Frey are leading the Frey family's two thousand troops to help Ramus Bolton stabilize the Northern Territory. They're also in Winterfell now and will definitely eat my Frey Pie. "
Danny suddenly had ten thousand "F * ck" in her heart.
It was because of Lord Eel's ruthlessness, savagery … and loyalty, and also because Eris ate Rhaegar's meat pie, this …
"There are too many uncertainties about the alliance, but I personally don't oppose the independence of the Northern Territory, as long as you can convince the other nobles in the Great Council.
As for the Iron Throne, it's still the same, the one who ends the Long Night is the king. Count, don't doubt, the Long Night is really coming. "
The Frey Pie was too scary, and there was also a burst of fragrance. Danny couldn't sit still, so she immediately said goodbye and got up to leave.
Speaking of which, although Lord Eel's methods were cruel, his loyalty to Stark was really enviable.
And Bear Island and the Northwest Mountain Clan …
There were so many loyal people in this broken place in the Northern Territory, it was really enviable!
After that, there were no more accidents. At around three o 'clock the next morning, Danny came to the old town for the second time.
The two centaurs, Bevois, and Big Bear stayed in the forest outside the city.
Danny hung a chain on Big Black's paw for Garth to grab, and quietly landed on Dr. Wargrave's tower.
Wargrave wasn't on the list of criminals announced by Big Black, so he wouldn't be hunted by the "Honorable Knight" — there was no bounty.
Because of that, his tower wasn't guarded by the city guards.
It was very quiet and secluded.
Other than an apprentice serving the old doctor on the first floor, there was no one else.
Garth Hyder easily sneaked into the tower.
Unfortunately, the tower was very empty, and no useful letters were found.
"Your Majesty, Dr. Wargrave has dementia, can't read, can't study, and even the bookshelves in his study have been emptied.
If there aren't any other secret rooms, the only clue left is probably the contents of this box. "
Danny looked down.
The wooden box wasn't big, and the bronze lock on the outside had been pried open by Garth, revealing a few pitiful items inside: a bag of silver deer, a bundle of yellow hair tied with a ribbon, a portrait of a woman who looked like Wargrave, and a lobster-shaped steel armor gauntlet used by knights.
She didn't go down herself, but left a soul imprint on the white knight's right hand.
"What does this mean?" Danny frowned.
"The doctor might really have a disreputable past," Garth said.
"I'm not interested in keeping a lover or having a son. I want to know the plans of Rickard Stark and his scholar Veris," Danny said.
"Your Majesty, you see, the lover's keepsake is only a bundle of long hair; he didn't dare to draw the original image of his son, but used feminization to cover it up.
This means that the doctor was very cautious and restrained when he was young. "
Finally, Garth concluded, "If Rickard and Veris were really plotting something, he would never leave something as deadly as a letter behind."
"Wheeze …" Wargrave, who was on the bed, opened his eyes wide and looked blankly at the two people in the room. His mouth, which was gagged by a handkerchief, made a series of snoring sounds.
The doctor was just dementia, not stroke, and didn't lose his ability to speak, so when he came in, Garth had gagged his mouth.
"Hmm, maybe we can try …" Danny stepped forward thoughtfully and pointed at the old doctor's forehead.
The ability to communicate with trees was sealed by the Three-Eyed Crow, but the Green Prophet couldn't stop her thoughts from entering another person's Soul Realm.
The old doctor's soul was like a rotten wooden house that had been eaten by worms, full of holes. Without the Dragon Spirit, Danny's thoughts easily entered.
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