"Have you forgotten? When that little bastard Ramus got married, I gave him three meat pies. You ate them too, and you cheered loudly. "
Lord Eel enjoyed this moment very much. He waved his hand at Erlu and turned back, his face full of satisfaction after getting his revenge.
"I even let a singer sing 'Rat Chef'. Hehe, your son Rega, your brothers Simon and Jerry, aren't they all missing?"
Eris' weasel-like wet red eyes suddenly widened. His pale face turned slightly green, and the bald hair on his short chin trembled a few times, but he could only make "hehehe" sounds.
Lord Eel laughed and asked cruelly, "How does it feel to eat your son's meat pies while listening to 'Rat Chef'?"
"Ugh —" Eris and the other Freys heard this and felt their stomach acid rise. Snot and tears flowed out of their stomachs together with the filth in their stomachs.
"You, you will die a horrible death. Stranger will take you to the Seven Hells!" Eris cursed with a ferocious face.
"I am practicing the teachings of the gods. The Holy Father will give me a fair trial. You …"
Lord Eel glanced at the impatient Red God believers behind him and said in a low voice, "You can't even go to the Seven Hells. The foreign evil gods will torture you in the world of death for a thousand years, ten thousand years!"
Four Freys were burned to death. Wade was originally an adopted son sent to Winterfell by the Freys in the "Oath of Covenant at Ruan River City". He was also a hostage.
Eris and Hosteen led 2000 Freys to help Bolton conquer the Northern Territory.
At this moment, they had all become Lahlo's sacrifices.
"The night is long, and everywhere is dangerous. We mortals live and die alone, at a loss, hesitating in the valley. Fortunately, we have compatriots, gathered together. Fortunately, there is a True Lord, who overflows me …"
Melisandre and Erlu stood side by side. Erlu's wife and daughter, and the Red Heart Knights, who were 70% fewer in number than they were at the Great Wall, knelt behind them and recited the Red God Prayer together.
Dozens of meters away, on a tall tower, the dwarf and Jon stood by the window, watching Frey struggle and wail in the thick red flames.
"You're Stark? You actually let a group of Red God believers sacrifice EsGod in your own home? Why don't you burn down the Forest of Divine Trees and change your faith to the Red Deity? "Tyrion said with a displeased expression.
"He is my king." Jon sighed.
"Was your brain eaten by deviant ghosts?" Tyrion widened his two deformed eyes, one big and one small, in disbelief. "Even if you pledge allegiance to the Dragon Queen, it's still a hundred times better than pledging allegiance to Stannis. What are you thinking?"
"Do you think I don't want to pledge my loyalty to Her Majesty Danny Alice?" Jon smiled bitterly and shook his head. "But she doesn't want to get involved in the mess in the Northern Region.
At that time, Aegon had yet to appear. Other than King Stannis, I had no other choice.
Furthermore, he sincerely wanted to uphold justice for my father. I had no reason to refuse. "
Tyrion looked at his younger brother, whose temperament had changed greatly, and asked, "Your sister married Aegon, which also means that Stark and Targaryen have formed an alliance.
His Majesty Aegon also followed the agreement and helped Stark take revenge and take down Winterfell for Stark.
Furthermore, your sister is pregnant with Aegon's heir. What do you plan to do? "
"Aegon and Stannis will have a fight to the death. Whose side are you on?"
Jon's bearded face was almost twisted into a furry black dog's butt.
"I don't know …"
"How can you not know?" Tyrion's eyes flashed, and he said in a low voice, "Jon, you are no longer the silly boy who just arrived at the Great Wall. You are the king of the Northern Region, the only adult male in the House of Stark!"
Jon asked awkwardly, "What do you think I should do?"
Just like how Yimont and Tyrion liked each other when they saw each other, Jon also felt an inexplicable sense of closeness and trust when he saw the two of them.
Yes, the reason why Jon was able to blend into the Night Watchmen and stand out among them was because of Tyrion's Priceless Advice.
"Do you know why I left Slave's Bay?" Tyrion sighed and recounted his experience.
"The Dragon Queen is a good queen, but she is not a benevolent saint. In fact, she has always been cold to her true enemies.
Perhaps she did not see Stark as an enemy, and could even forgive Stannis for not participating in the War of the Usurpers. However, she did not hide her malice towards Lannister.
It's no wonder. You all have a reason to rebel, but my father betrayed you and tricked the King's Landing into opening and slaughtered her entire family, not even sparing the baby. Although my brother has a good reason, he is a White Knight. The Mad King can kill anyone, but he can't do it himself.
Anyone in the Dragon Queen's position would not let Lannister off so easily.
At least, she is still magnanimous. She only hates the main culprit and only looks on coldly towards the innocent Lannister. She is happy to see us suffer.
Yes, if all the lions are dead, she will clap her hands and drink three cups of wine.
This attitude will make her subconsciously make the most disadvantageous choice for Lannister.
For example, provoke my sister and make her bet the entire Lannister family on the table. Then, she will harvest all the lions with a righteous reason.
Even if she doesn't do anything, my sister, my uncle, and my family will continue to do it … However, their efforts will only deepen the hatred between the two families. It will not help solve the problem at all.
In fact, the difference in strength between the two sides is too great. There is no room for struggle.
When the day comes when the Dragon Queen dominates the world, Lannister will most likely be trampled on like the snow in the courtyard and melted into the mud. "
Jon looked at the dirty snow mixed with black mud and blood in the training field and fell into deep thought.
"You once swore loyalty to the Dragon Queen?" he asked hoarsely.
"Of course." Tyrion guessed that Helplessness had been convinced. He sighed in relief, but smiled bitterly. "Otherwise, where did my Tessa come from?"
"You broke your oath." Helplessness sighed.
"For my family, for my blood, I am willing to fall into the seven levels of hell!"
Tyrion's face was melancholy from the bottom of his heart. "The Dragon Queen's words are like a mountain. She recognizes Aegon's priority to inherit the throne and will not go back on her words.
As long as Aegon ascends the Iron Throne, I will become the Duke of Casterly Rock and lead Lannister to submit to him.
This will cause Lannister to submit to Targaryen.
An upright monarch will not harm her vassal for no reason, not to mention that Lannister is her nephew's vassal, not hers.
Perhaps she will judge my brother and sister, but the rest of my family and family will be safe. "
"For my family …" Jon's eyes drooped, only using the corner of his eyes to look at Erlu by the fire in the training field.
"What do you plan to do?" he asked softly.
It's done!
The dwarf was completely relieved.
"Tell me first, how strong is that woman?" Tyrion pouted at the red-robed woman below.
"She doesn't eat or drink, has unlimited magic, and is proficient in prophecies. She can seek fortune and avoid calamity." Jon said.
"Prophecies?" The dwarf frowned. "Prophecies are usually inaccurate, right? I know that the Moon Singers are the most proficient in prophecies, and they often mistake illusions for prophecies. "
Jon thought of Aunt May's prophesied child and Arya, and nodded hesitantly.
Well, Aunt May once mistook Arya Ka Stark as Arya in her prophecy, and later did not realize that Jennifer was a fake.
Perhaps it was because of their different professions, but Aunt May's prophecies had a very high misconception rate, and her accuracy was even worse than the Forest Witch's prophecy for Cersei, and even worse than Noble Heart's soul.
Noble Heart's soul could barely be considered a monkey version of the "Green Dreamer" (Her talent was not as good as Jiujian's), but she had successfully prophesied the time and place of the savior's birth decades ago.
After that, countless prophecies came out of her mouth, and they were always accurate. So much so that the Brotherhood without Banners relied on her prophecies to gather information from the outside world.
Well, when others received messenger crows, what they saw was what happened in the past, but the Brotherhood without Banners listened to the broadcast of the "Forest Witch's Sign" and knew about the future in advance.
"I heard that you are the savior in the Red God's prophecy?" Tyrion looked at Jon, and then looked at Erlu below, and said strangely, "Two saviors, one must be fake. No matter how I look at it, Stannis looks like the real king's pawn, does the Red Priestess not intend to correct her mistake? "
"You … What do you mean? You want me to instigate Melisandre to assassinate King Stannis? "Jon's gray eyes narrowed, and he looked at the dwarf warily.
"That woman makes me afraid," Tyrion said honestly. "But our target is not her, and her target is not Aegon.
She wants to complete the Red God's prophecy, and we only want the Iron Throne, and we are willing to acknowledge your identity as the prophesied child.
Both sides have a basis for cooperation.
Actually, you shouldn't have saved him last time, and let him die in the hands of Skinner. It would be good for everyone. You would become the official savior, the Red Priestess would assist the real savior, and Aegon would become the real king.
If you can mediate between us, we can save a lot of effort. "
Jon's expression changed when he saw the eagerness in the imp's eyes. In the end, he gritted his teeth and whispered into his ear, "During my resurrection, Her Majesty Daenerys tampered with it.
It seems like the prophecy was broken … Anyway, I am still a believer of the old gods.
In the beginning, she did treat me as the prophesied child, and taught me many profound magic secrets, but …
After praying one day, she seemed to have received some kind of revelation from Lahlo, and her attitude towards me suddenly became cold, and even her magic teachings stopped. "
"What do you mean? Aren't you the savior who resurrected the Light King? How did the Dragon Queen interfere? "The dwarf was shocked.
"The specific process is very complicated, and I don't really understand it, but I am sure that Melisandre will not give up on Stannis."
Isn't this the perfect time to use a spare tire, how could she give it up?
A dim light flashed in Tyrion's eyes, and he approached the dwarf and asked softly, "Then, what is the limit of her power?"
"The Shadow Binder's method is to attack from the back, but when facing the enemy head-on …" Jon stretched out his right hand and opened his five fingers, "Any mage will die under the siege of five knights."
"Are you kidding?" The dwarf widened his strange eyes and shouted, "I suspect that 50 knights can't even hurt a hair on the Dragon Queen, and the red-robed priest is at a higher level than her, so he should be stronger."
"The Dragon Queen's strength lies in the Megalosaurus. Without a dragon, five knights are more than enough! "Jon said with certainty.
The dwarf shook his head and sighed, "You definitely haven't seen her fighting style with your own eyes, with a swing of her sword, a 50-meter long fire blade, with a roar, the surrounding soldiers will collapse like dominoes."
"The elemental fire blade is just for show, her true dragon roar is also a dragon soul entering the body, actually … I can do it too."
"What can you do?" The dwarf asked in surprise.
"Whatever she can do, I can do!"
Jon smiled reservedly and opened his right hand, and a three-foot-long flaming sword appeared like a 3D projection.
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