Chapter 33: Shocking Conspiracy

 Hodor! Bran?

  Looking at the familiar scene and Hodor's sturdy figure, Drogon quickly confirmed their identities.

Drogon didn't expect to meet them here. The North is so big and the chance of this happening is very small.

When Drogon saw them the first thing they saw was the burning fire, and then they saw Drogon beside the fire holding a huge piece of venison in his paws.

The scene froze instantly. Hodor, a somewhat demented man, couldn't help but stop when he saw Drogon holding the venison. Bran, who was lying on the wooden board, noticed that Hodor didn't stop, and seeing the strange expressions of the wildling woman and Jojen's siblings in front of him, he struggled to prop himself up and turned to look forward.

When she saw the eye-catching fire, she also saw Drogon next to it, and her beautiful blue eyes widened in surprise.

They headed north, not daring to approach densely populated areas for fear of being discovered and harboring ill intentions towards them, or being reported to Theon who was searching for them. Unexpectedly, they met Drogon just after they turned over a hill.

"Hmm!" Seeing Drogon, the two direwolves immediately let out uneasy growls.

"What's that?" asked the youngest, Rickon, as he tried to calm the agitated Shaggy Dog.

"That's a dragon, a real dragon!" The wildling Osha looked at Drogon with shining eyes.

"Dragon?" Rickon's mouth opened wide and his eyes widened.

"Haven't the dragons disappeared for over a hundred years? How come they appear again?" Bran asked curiously while lying on the wooden board.

"Remember the fiery red comet a while ago? That was a sign of the birth of a dragon." The female savage Osha said excitedly. At that time, she guessed that the fiery comet could not appear because of humans.

Neither Jojen nor his sister said anything. They looked at Drogon curiously as he was stunned for a moment and then continued to eat the barbecue.

"Is he grilling himself?" Rickon asked, looking around.

"Dragons are very intelligent animals, and barbecuing is not difficult for them." The wild woman Osha not only worships dragons, but also seems to understand them very well.

"Is that seasoning he's throwing on it?" Rickon was shocked again as he watched Drogon fly over the barbecue and sprinkle something on it.

This time even the female savage Osha didn't know how to answer. A dragon that could grill meat was already very smart, but she couldn't even imagine a dragon that added seasonings while grilling meat.

"Gulp..." Rickon couldn't help swallowing, and then two more swallowing sounds came from somewhere.

Along the way, they had food stolen from them occasionally by the wild woman Osha, or they relied on her to hunt for game.

For fear of someone discovering the fire, they only grilled the food casually and ate it. A few times, they even got diarrhea. They had never grilled as leisurely as Drogon, even sprinkling seasonings on it.

After grilling the last portion of barbecue, Drogon put out the fire and did not continue eating. Instead, he flapped his wings and flew to Bran and the others.

Looking at Bran, who had long burgundy hair, delicate features, and was lying on the wooden board looking somewhat weak, Drogon found it hard to imagine that he was the future lord of the Seven Kingdoms and protector of the realm.

Seeing Bran, Drogon recalled the scene he saw in the House of the Undying. Afterwards, he thought carefully and realized that the only force in the Seven Kingdoms who had the ability to use so many ballistas and Valyrian steel nets seemed to be Bran, the lord of the Seven Kingdoms.

He clearly remembered that the net was so difficult to burn even with the dragon flame that could melt gold and wrought iron. Although those were only foreshadowings and might not actually happen, the foreshadowing was very obvious.

Although he had some doubts about Bran, Drogon was still puzzled. As the last dragon in the world and with Jon, the last Targaryen bloodline, Bran should have taken good care of Drogon. How could he kill him?

Think about it, Bran in his later years was far from being as immature as he is now. He calmly hugged his brother Jon and sister Arya whom he hadn't seen for many years, calmly told his sister Sansa about how he was raped by Ramsay, and was in the mood to praise Sansa's white wedding robe on the night she married Ramsay.

At that time, Bran gave Drogon the feeling that he was becoming less and less like a human being, and it was unclear whether it was a good thing or a bad thing to let such a person be the King of the Seven Kingdoms.

Drogon recalled the dance of the blood dragons in the illusion, Viserion turning into an ice dragon, Rhaegal's blood spilling in the sea, and his own unwillingness to be shot to death by a crossbow.

There is also the Red Woman cursing the false king, the immortals absorbing life, and Bran's indifference and forgetfulness.

All the major events gradually connected in his mind: the doomsday catastrophe of the Freehold of Valyria, the madness of the Targaryen family, the mass extinction of the dragons in the Dance with the Dragons, the deaths of Viserion and Rhaegal, Jon's betrayal of Daenerys, and his own tragic death. The dragons were extinct again. A shocking conspiracy slowly emerged in Drogon's mind...

In the previous drama, the Red Woman used leeches to curse the fake queen, and three fake kings died one after another. The Onion Knight Davos once suspected that their deaths had nothing to do with the curse, but Stannis believed it firmly.

No one can prove whether the deaths of the three false kings were the result of the King of Light using the human subconsciousness.

So the above series of events eventually led to the extinction of the Targaryen family and the extinction of the dragon race. Are these the results of the manipulation of the gods using the invisible hand?

The old gods, the new gods, the Lord of Light, the immortals... They all use believers to spread doctrines, expand influence, and absorb the power of faith.

The most powerful among the major gods are the King of Light served by the red-robed woman and the old gods represented by the green prophet.

Stannis, who was supported by the Red Woman, was defeated and died, and turned to assist Daenerys Targaryen. If the Red Woman survived to the end and Daenerys Targaryen did not die, it is estimated that the Seven Kingdoms would sooner or later become believers of the Lord of Light.

Bran eventually became the Lord of the Seven Kingdoms. Drogon believed that soon weirwoods would be everywhere, not just in the North, but in every corner of Westeros, and the influence of the old gods would be everywhere.

The gods did not really appear, but relied on believers to expand their influence, and the dragons were like bugs. During the rule of the Targaryen family, many people on the continent worshipped dragons and even knelt down to worship dragons or the Targaryen family emblem.

Could it be that the existence of dragons hindered the development of the gods' followers, leading to the gradual extinction of the dragon race? Even the Targaryen family, which was able to hatch dragons, gradually became thin in number, and finally became extinct?

The more Drogon thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he became more certain of his thoughts. Looking at Bran again, he couldn't help but want to strangle this future green prophet within the Great Wall, so that the green prophet's legacy would be cut off from then on.

"Do you want to kill me?" A sudden voice sounded in his ear, waking up Drogon who was lost in thought.

After hearing Bran's words, Jojen and his sister and Rickon immediately became alert. The growls of the two direwolves became louder. Even the wildling woman Osha looked at Drogon in surprise, wondering why a little dragon that could barbecue would want to kill Bran.

As expected of the future greenseer, he was so perceptive. After calming down, Drogon was amazed.

He has given up the idea of ​​killing Bran. Not to mention that Bran knows nothing now, killing him would be unfair to him. Besides, times have changed!

He is no longer the same Drogon, and Dragon Queen is no longer the same Dragon Queen.

Feeling relieved, Drogon looked at the two direwolves that were baring their teeth at him. Even though they were not fully grown yet, they were already a size larger than the big dog that was known for its size.

He flapped his wings and flew towards one of the direwolves, so fast that no one could be prepared.

"Summer!" Bran only had time to shout before Drogon flew past Summer, flew high into the sky, and headed south.

"The fur is so soft!" Rubbing his little black paws, Drogon didn't expect that the direwolf, which looked tall and mighty, had such soft fur.

"Don't worry, he just touched summer's head."

Seeing Bran looking at summer worriedly, the wildling Osha looked at the black pepper remaining on summer's hair and comforted him.

Only then did Bran completely relax, but his whole body was already drenched in cold sweat, as if he had just walked through hell.