"Even if you go to Winterfell, what can you do? Why don't you come and accompany me? At this moment, there's no safer place than the Valley Eagle Nest, "Sansa persuaded.
"I'm different from you. I'm a fighter," the Big Crow said calmly.
"You're a fool!" Sansa was angry. "Have you seen Deviant Ghosts? You don't know that only Tile Swords and Dragonshard weapons can kill Deviant Ghosts. Your sewing needle is really just a sewing needle. "
"I heard that Danny Liz is in Winterfell? Can I borrow a Dragonshard Dagger from her? "the Big Crow asked.
"She's worth ten thousand of you. Don't go back to die. It's not scary if Winterfell is destroyed. As long as you, Rickon, and Jon survive, we'll rebuild our home one day."
Sansa's face looked weathered as she sighed and said, "All these years of hardship have taught me a lesson. A home is made up of family members. Without people, Winterfell is just a castle.
So what if the castle is destroyed? We're reunited. Anywhere can be Winterfell. "
"Is that why you brought Rickon away from Winterfell before the war? What about Jon? "the Big Crow said angrily.
"Do you think Rickon and I can help Jon?" Sansa said bitterly, "If possible, I'd like to lend him my Pterodactyl …
Danny Liz and Stannis have a large group of Pterodactyls. If it's too late, there'll be a place for the King of the Northern Region. "
"You can't help Jon, but I can," the Big Crow said confidently.
"You can't —" Sansa's bitter smile froze. An image flashed in her mind. Arya was lifted up by the neck by the Deviant Ghost King. She switched her right hand to her left hand and stabbed the Deviant Ghost King's throat …
"Can the Faceless One assassinate the Deviant Ghost King?" She asked in shock.
"How do you know if you don't try?"
Sansa struggled. After a while, she looked at the Big Crow with a bright and passionate gaze. The Big Crow couldn't help but shrink his neck.
"Why are you looking at me like that?" Erya asked awkwardly.
Sansa hugged the raven and said fervently, "Arya, you have to swear loyalty to me! I will give you a Dragon Bone Dagger. "
"What?" Erya was confused.
"I'll send you to Winterfell, but before that, you have to pledge your loyalty to me," Sansa repeated. She was still very agitated.
"Is there something wrong with your brain? Why would I pledge my loyalty to you? The fake crown prince is dead. You are no longer the queen. "The big crow shrieked.
"Boom!" Sansa slammed the crow on the table and shouted, "Arya, he's your brother-in-law!"
"Why are you so agitated? I didn't say he wasn't, but that doesn't change the fact that he's a fake crown prince.
Stop dreaming about being the Empress. He's dead, and your short-lived dynasty has come to an end. "The big crow also retorted loudly.
Sansa stood up angrily, but before she could explode, she sat back down on the couch like a deflated balloon. She adjusted her mood and expression and said kindly, "You're still as annoying as before! But you're right, I won't admit defeat. I still want to be the Empress … No, as long as you're willing to help me, I can become the Empress! "
"You're crazy." The big crow shook his head.
"Listen to me …" Sansa didn't hide anything. She told him about how the Dragon Queen recognized her child as Targaryen and how the Dragon Queen "ended the long night as the Empress".
"I've heard of Danny Rize's vow to end the long night as the Empress, but will she really keep it? It seems like the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms aren't very enthusiastic about it, "Arya said doubtfully.
"Targaryen is a man of his word." Sansa was very confident. "Danny Rize has never broken an oath or broken a promise in her life."
"The Iron Throne is worth everyone's oath," the big crow said.
"That doesn't include her. I've met her a few times, and I understand her character. She's a traditional knight like her father and Barristan. Honor, integrity, fairness, and kindness.
Think about it, if she was like Cersei and the Mad King, would she still help Winterfell? "Sansa said confidently without any reluctance.
"Alright, since I'll kill the Ghoul King eventually, I might as well let you take advantage of me." The big crow hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
.....
If they traveled by land, the Brightmoon Mountains would be a thousand kilometers long from the Eyrie to the Crossroads Inn. But Sansa had a pterosaur, and after a few hours, she found her sister at the intersection of the Trident River.
"Seven Gods above, you're … the Hound?"
On a hill near the river, Sansa saw two people and a direwolf the size of a horse.
The direwolf with silver-gray fur was lying on a pile of dried grass, and a girl in black leather armor was lying next to it. Another tall man with long hair covering his face was standing by the side, looking up at the pterosaur that had landed.
"Caw caw —" The crow flew away from Sansa's arms, and the black-haired girl on the pile of grass woke up immediately.
"Little girl, are you really a knight? Can your dragon breathe fire? "The tall man took a few steps back and looked at the pterosaur's beak with some fear.
"Lady is a pterosaur, she can't breathe fire to burn you … Why are you here? They all said you were dead. "Seeing her" old lover "again, Sansa's expression was very complicated.
"Lady? That's not a lucky name. " Hearing that the monster in front of him couldn't breathe fire, the Hound heaved a sigh of relief. "The Hound is indeed dead. The person standing in front of you now is the Holy Hound."
"Holy Hound?" When Britney helped her down the pterosaur's back, Sansa saw the Hound's outfit.
His hairstyle hadn't changed, and it was still long enough to cover the entire left side of his burned face. He was still wearing the black steel armor, but there was a huge white heptagram on his chest.
"You joined the Son of War?" Sansa was very surprised.
She knew that the Hound despised the gods as much as he despised the glory of the knights.
"I said, I'm the Holy Hound! I'm a Hound, born to be a Hound, but being a Hound for someone, even if he's a king, will always make me do something I don't want to do.
Well, being a dog for a villain or a bastard, I'll definitely become a villain or a bastard.
The Holy Hound is different. She's definitely not a villain or a bastard. Being her dog, I'll be at ease and proud. Hahaha! "The Hound laughed strangely.
Although he was laughing heartily, the way he looked at Sansa was very complicated. When his gaze fell on her bulging belly, his eyes became even darker.
A trace of regret crossed his heart.
"He was saved by the monks on the Silent Island. Now he's also a monk. He's a priest of the Seven Gods who serves the Holy Hound," Arya said as she walked over.
Sansa's attention was immediately attracted by her sister. She was thin and slender, but only a little over 1.5 meters, shorter than herself. She had a long horse face, gray eyes, and black hair combed back into a single ponytail.
Very Stark's appearance.
If it wasn't for her cold expression, she would have looked quite similar to Aunt Lyanna in the portrait.
Arya saw her sister looking at her and frowning. She touched her face and asked curiously, "What's wrong?"
"You haven't changed much. You haven't grown up!" Sansa said dejectedly.
"What do you mean?" Arya's expression turned even colder.
Sansa was stunned. She recovered and said awkwardly, "Didn't I tell you before? I saw a scene in the glass candle. You used a knife to stab the Ghoul King to death.
You, you're burly and fat. You're not as smart and cute as you were when you were young. You're completely grown up … "
"Do you think I can be fat?" Arya sneered.
Sansa was silent. In this world, being fat was a privilege that only noble ladies and cooks had. Her sister had lived a hard life in the House of Black and White. It was normal for her to be a little stunted.
"Why are you with the Hound?" She changed the topic.
"When you flew over, didn't you see the people on Riverside Avenue and King's Lane?" Arya asked.
Sansa nodded. "The roads were full of people."
"Hound and I met by chance two days ago on the road …"
After that, Arya and the Hound talked about what they had been through recently.
News of the Great Wall collapsing and the Ghouls heading south spread through Riverside Avenue. The lesser nobles who thought they could not resist the Ghouls' encirclement brought their families and fled their castles.
They either sought refuge in large castles like Riverrun or Helenburg, went to the valley, or took boats along the Trident River to Terror Cave Castle on Crab Claw Peninsula.
If the nobles fled, what could the commoners do?
No one cared if they lived or died.
So, Monk Meribad came forward and called for the monks and knights of the Holy Churches in the Three River Basin to enter the villages where the Holy Churches were located and organize the commoners to move to the valley and Crab Claw Peninsula.
Meribad first received high praise from the Dragon Queen. Then, he used the large amount of food she provided to help the commoners.
When the Holy Mother descended, he was also one of the first monks to receive the Holy Mother's divine arts.
So, the former wandering monk had become a prominent figure in the Three River Basin.
The Silent Island where the Hound lived belonged to the Holy Church. It was not oppressed by lords and did not need to serve in the military. Because it was an alluvial plain where the Trident River flowed into Crab Bay, the land on the island was fertile and filled with farmlands. The commoners lived a prosperous life.
So, the Silent Island became a place to take in refugees.
Under the lead of the Elder Bishop, the Hound left the Silent Island with a group of monks. These days, he had been receiving the commoners near the Trident River.
Coincidentally, Arya was hiding among the commoners and the two of them met.
Originally, the two of them did not get along well when they parted last time. Now that they met again, they should not have gotten together.
But after Arya said that she wanted to return to Winterfell to fight the Ghouls, the Hound seemed to have found his ultimate goal as a Warrior.
So, he bid farewell to the Elder, leading to today's scene.
"Stop talking nonsense, let's go to Winterfell quickly!" The Hound looked up at the sky and scolded, "After such a long night, I almost forgot what the sun looks like. Now I can't even tell the difference between morning, afternoon and evening."
Arya looked at Lady and frowned. "Your dragon is much smaller than Deathwing. Can it carry all of us?"
"Don't worry, Lady is a striped pterosaur. Her wings are wide and can carry four to five hundred kilograms. You guys won't have a problem."
Erya asked again, "What if we add Nymeria?"
"Nymeria …" Sansa looked at the Direwolf that was the size of a small pony. Her eyes dimmed as she stared blankly for a while.
If her Lady was still alive, she would be about the same size.
Her siblings all had Direwolves and were shapeshifters. Sansa was the only exception.
"Nymeria is too big. We can't carry her on our back. We can tie a rope around her and let Lady carry her on her claws."
"Carry her on her claws? Won't it be too dangerous? What if she falls … "
Sansa looked at her sister's face and suddenly frowned. Even though she was worried, her tone and expression were so calm.
"It's okay. Rickon's furry dog was also flown to the Moon Gate Castle by air."
While the Hound went to the woods to peel bark and make hemp rope, Sansa pulled her sister to a corner and whispered, "You're very strange. You're like a piece of emotionless ice. What's wrong?"
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