Bloodthirsty Wolf Demon, Blood Demon? Are they talking about me?
Erya thought in a daze.
Bang! Bang! Bang! She hit the wooden plank with her head and shouted, "Let me out, who's outside, let me out!"
"Ah, the Blood Demon is roaring." The soldiers outside shouted.
What followed was another round of turmoil and chaos.
"Don't worry about her, our goal is to cause trouble."
A man's voice came from afar. Then, the shouting soldiers quieted down.
Even after a few years, Erya could still recognize the man's voice. It was the imp.
Then, she estimated her current situation: The Dragon Queen was leading the Western Region Volunteer Regiment to hunt down deviant ghosts. Yesterday, they were close to Cliff City. After she was caught, she was taken to the Volunteer Regiment's barracks.
"Where's Nymeria?"
She thought of her Direwolf.
In the next moment, her soul left her body and entered a body full of vitality.
The darkness and cramped space left her, and she came to a dark and cold vast snowfield.
Nymeria was running on the snow.
Now, she was running too.
There was a sleigh holster around her neck. She was pulling the sleigh.
Erya looked back and happened to meet the Dragon Queen's eyes, which seemed to be smiling.
"Awoo ~ ~ ~" Erya was shocked. Her rhythmic steps became messy, and the sleigh shook.
Slap! A whip hit her back, and she howled in pain. Subconsciously, she followed the instincts of a Direwolf and resumed her running pace.
Erya was angry and afraid.
She was afraid of the Dragon Queen for a long time. The first time they met by the Trident River was terrible. For a long time, the True Dragon's roar that made her soul explode was her nightmare.
Then, she trained hard, hoping to use her increasing strength to dispel the shadow in her heart. She succeeded halfway. The burning of Braavos's Wings of Death left a second shadow in her heart.
Then, she came into contact with the Extraordinary power, the Death Bible. She was reborn, and nothing could scare her anymore.
Dragon Queen's gentleness and amiability in Winterfell helped her recover from her trauma.
However, during the storm last night, he had been tormented by the tornado for a few hours. He had fainted and woken up several times before fainting again.
Arya swore that if one of the seven hells was the Purgatory of Wind, she would have been punished there last night.
As such, her fear of the Dragon Queen was once again revived.
This shouldn't have happened! Erya had dominated the two continents for so many years, and even the famous School of Black and White had been fooled. Erya pretended to be brainwashed by a kind person, but in fact, she maintained her nature through the wolf spirit.
Well, that was her nature. Back then, when he first met Joffrey, he was only nine years old, but he dared to slash Great Emperor Qiao with his sword and let a wolf bite off the Great Emperor's hand.
Other people would feel uncomfortable the first time they killed someone, and they would need an elder to train their courage. For example, Eide often led Stark and the other brothers to watch Ice Sword slash Brain Kuo.
When Erya killed someone for the first time, she was only nine years old. No one had taught her how to kill, but she still took the initiative to kill. She was quick, ruthless, and accurate. Her sword pierced through the stable's underling's heart without any trauma.
.....
"Behave, don't wander around! “
Dragon Queen wore silver-blue armor and sat majestically on the sled. Her dark blue brocade cloak covered her body like a coat. She looked majestic.
Erya was frustrated from running, but she was still scolded like a dog. She felt more and more resentful, so she deactivated her wolf spirit state.
When she returned to the "small coffin", Erya was still thinking. What was wrong with Nymeria? Why was she so obedient that she would pull the sled for an outsider?
Then, she thought of the Dragon Queen's methods and couldn't help but sigh for her companion. She also complained in her heart. Why didn't the Dragon Queen ride a dragon? Why did she torment her Direwolf?
If she asked Danny face to face, Danny would tell her: Because riding a Direwolf's sled is more exciting!
"Erya!" Suddenly, Bran's voice rang in her ears without any warning.
"Bran?" Erya hurriedly asked: "What does the Dragon Queen want to do? Where am I now? "
"You are locked in a wooden box and placed on a sled bus. There are more than a hundred thousand Ghouls gathered at the North Coast of Calamity Bastion. The Dragon Queen is leading the Western Frontier Volunteer Group to rush there. "
Then, Bran told her about the Dragon Queen's arrangement. "Danny Rize is right. Hatred will only end after a fair trial.
If we don't put you on trial, the Lannister will resent us. Lannister, a debt must be repaid.
Even if we can get rid of the remaining two Lannister, the nobles and people of the Western Frontier aren't stupid. They will bury their hatred in their hearts and wait for the day when Stark becomes weak. Maybe in the future, there will be no more Stark in the Seven Kingdoms. "
Hearing Bran's words, Erya's heart was calm. "I'm not afraid of death. If you need someone to take responsibility, just kill me.
Anyway, now that I have my revenge and you are safe, I have nothing to worry about. "
"Maybe … you don't have to die." Bran wasn't sure, but said firmly, "We will all help you. You are not alone."
"I'm not afraid of death." Erya emphasized again, then complained, "You can put me on trial or kill me, but why did Danny Rize call me 'Blood Demon'?"
"She didn't give you a nickname." Bran's tone became a little strange. "In the early hours of this morning, the Dragon Queen carried you in the air and announced the trial to everyone. Everyone knows what you did in Casterly Rock City and Cliff City.
Therefore, the people of the Western Frontier hate you and fear you. They call you the world's number one murderous demon king.
They say you killed 1.5 million people of the Western Frontier. The blood of 1.5 million people is enough to dye the Sunset Sea red, so they call you 'Blood Demon'.
Because of the Direwolf, Tyrion called you 'Blood Wolf Child' in public, letting others know that you are a wolf spirit. Therefore, the people of the Western Frontier call you 'Bloodthirsty Wolf Demon'. "
"In short, your name is now known throughout the Western Frontier and the Seven Kingdoms. Ordinary people fear you more than the Strange Ghost King.
In the future, your deeds will also shock the world. Be prepared, be strong, and don't be defeated by those rumors. "Bran said worriedly.
"I … Will I become the demon in Old Nan's story, like the rat chef, told by the bedside and fireside for thousands of years?" Arya asked in a trembling voice.
Bran was silent for a long time. Then he said softly, "The future has nothing to do with us."
Arya was about to cry. "Bran, do you remember? When we were young, you said you wanted to be a white knight like Barristan, and I said I wanted to be a heroine like Nymeria, but I became a demon.
I only wanted to kill Frey's family to avenge Robb, my mother, and the thousands of soldiers of the Northern Frontier. The fall of Casterly Rock City and the fall of the Western Frontier is not what I want. "
Although Erya was a blood child, she had awakened Stark's "Running Wolf Blood". Since she was young, she had a great dream of becoming a heroine.
She was not afraid of sacrificing her life for revenge, for her family, but she could not accept being treated as a demon like the rat chef for thousands of years.
"Alas, this is fate!" Bran sighed. Then he became spirited again. He said earnestly, "In a few days, during the great trial, you must remember to defend yourself.
If you put on an arrogant attitude of 'I did it, come and kill me', others will not feel wronged. Instead, they will take the opportunity to vent their anger on you.
From now on, in history books and dramas, there will be images of you slaughtering millions of people.
If you explain things clearly in front of everyone and dispel the misunderstandings people have about you, they might not call you 'Bloodthirsty' anymore. "
"Might?" Arya raised her voice.
Bran said helplessly, "Even if you clear your name of murdering 1.5 million people of the Western Frontier, there are more than 800 people in Casterly Rock City. You can't deny it, right?
'Bloodthirsty Arya' will probably be your eternal label, unless you do something even more earth-shattering in the future. "
Arya hurriedly said, "I'm willing to kill the Other Ghosts. Now that I have my revenge, I have nothing to worry about. I can focus on killing them."
"You have to get through this first …"
Then Bran blabbered on, teaching his second sister how to act as a pitiful girl who lost her footing.
There was no use in quibbling. No one was stupid. Erya was caught red-handed by the Dragon Queen outside Casterly Rock City.
In the face of ironclad evidence, begging for mercy was the only choice.
.....
Count Quentin Bamford received a messenger crow from Fairy Island last night. He knew that the Dragon Queen was leading the Western Frontier Volunteers to Calamity Fortress.
At first, he was bewildered.
As the owner of Calamity Fortress, his castle was not besieged by the Ghouls, so he did not ask for help from Fairy Island. How did the Dragon Queen know about the Other Ghosts before him?
But no matter how confused he was, he was still very grateful to the Dragon Queen for coming to his rescue.
Early in the morning, he led the family knights to the south side of the castle and looked towards the south.
In the past, even if Lannister came to play, he would have sent people to the border of his territory to welcome him, let alone the Queen.
But it was different now. The fall of the Western Frontier had shocked the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. The impact was far more far-reaching and direct than the Battle of Winterfell.
"They're here. What a big sled, and how fast!" At around ten o 'clock in the morning, the soldiers on the watchtower shouted.
The sled was not a new black technology invented by Danny, but it was the first time that a sled bus like the one used by the Western Frontier Volunteers had appeared.
The eight-meter-long sleigh bus galloped on the snowy ground, and the twenty-centimeter-wide skis brought up clouds of fog-like snow. In the middle of the bus stood a thirty-foot tall mast, and the huge triangular sail was like the breasts of a sixteen year old beauty, bulging and full of vitality.
The sail was embroidered with the emblems of various families. The leader was Targaryen of the Five-Colored Dragon, followed by the illegitimate son of the Three-Headed Red Dragon, Lannister of the Golden Lion, and the three silver boats of the Farman family of the Fairy City …
The speed of the sled was almost the same as that of an ordinary horse. One hundred and fifty sled buses galloped together. It was a spectacular sight.
They did not stop outside Calamity Fortress. Instead, they continued north towards the coastline.
However, a dog-pulled sled broke away from the main group and turned to the front of the city gate. It loudly conveyed the Queen's orders to Count Kunteng, who was on the city wall, to send elite knights to follow the convoy to the north coast fifteen kilometers away.
Count Kunteng had received the order the night before. At this moment, he had already prepared the sled and the soldiers. When he heard the messenger's words, he immediately opened the city gate and personally rode a horse to follow the convoy.
"Damn it, we were fooled by the deviant ghosts!"
After running for more than an hour, he finally reached the front of the sled pulled by giant wolves. However, the count saw an exasperated Dragon Queen.
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