Chapter 127

Chapter 127 The Conflict

  "Your king will not chop off my head."

  Mance Rayder shrugged without a trace of fear on his face, "because I ate bread and salt at his banquet, I am protected by the right of guest. Moreover, I am not interested in the iron chair under him, why would he take the risk of offending the gods and kill a person who is not a threat to him."

"But you were once a person who swore to protect the Wall as Night watchman, right?" Samwell took a sip of wine, with a half-smile, "If I remember correctly, once the night watchman defected, he would be beheaded. I believe Duke Eddard Stark would be happy to execute you with his own hands."

  "I didn't expect you to know me so well." Mance still showed no fear on his face, "However, you don't need to scare me, I don't see any malice in your eyes. Just like I came here this time, with no malice."

  Seeing that he couldn't scare the other party, Samwell stopped pestering him and asked instead: "Then, Your Majesty Mance, what are you doing here? You don't really want to taste a Dorne wife, do you?"

  Mance laughed loudly: "Don't call me Your Majesty, you are not my people. As for the purpose of my coming here, I just want to meet the king south of the Wall and see what kind of person he is. "

" I guess , you saw him." Samwell asked with great interest, "what do you think of His Majesty Robert?"

  "A rusty sword," Mance Rayder blurted out, "maybe it was once sharp , but now, it's blunt."

  Mance's small eyes looked at the lively open-air banquet in the distance, and he seemed to be able to see the king who was drinking happily on the throne:

  "He is a typical summer knight, living in a warm and humid environment. In such a comfortable climate, it is difficult to maintain toughness and sharpness. But..."

  Samwell spoke at the right time, and added for him: "Winter is coming?"

  Mance took a serious look at the young man beside him: "Are you a historian ? A vassal of the Stark family? Why don't I remember Caesar family of the north?"

  Samwell shook his head and said, "No, I'm from Reach. As you said, I'm also a summer knight."

  Mance looked Samwell up and down, eyes full of inquiry:

  "There are very few summers knight who can understand the harshness and danger of winter."

  Samwell's face also became serious: "Your Excellency, Mance, have you discovered something?" "

  "What do you think ?" Mance asked back.

  Samwell probed: "For example, the White Walker?"

  Mance laughed again: "The story of the White Walker has been told for thousands of years, but no one has seen it. Neither have we."

  Samwell relaxed a little and breathed a sigh of relief, although he knew that the long summer was not over and the White Walkers would not appear, but he was always worried that his butterfly wings would cause some inexplicable changes.

  "Then, Your Excellency Mance, why are you worried? You even took the risk to come to the south of the Wall."

  Hearing Samwell say, Mance was silent for a moment, and said after deliberation:

  "Although we didn't see White Walkers, but we saw giants, we saw mammoths, we saw children of the forest... These ancient races that should have disappeared in the long river of time reappeared in the land of eternal winter. This is not a good omen.

  Moreover, this summer has lasted for more than eight years, it is too long, too long... According to past experience, after a long summer, there will inevitably be a terrible long winter. Lord Ceasar , winter is coming."

  Samwell felt what seemed to be an extremely cold wind and snow in Mance tone, and he couldn't help standing for a long time, lost in thought.

  In fact, he also knew that not only those ancient races, but even the strange ghosts would appear in the Land of Eternal Winter with the end of the long summer.

  They will bring extremely terrible disasters to this continent.

  Samwell wanted to sit on the Iron Throne wholeheartedly. Apart from his personal ambition, he also wanted to mobilize the forces of the Seven Kingdoms in a unified way when the White Walkers came, so as to survive this natural disaster.

  Otherwise, according to the chaos in Westeros in the original book, they may not be able to stop the White Walkers.

  Although several "protagonists" have faintly revealed the ability to save the world, Samwell does not want to pin his fate on others.

  Just when Samwell was planning to inquire more about the situation north of the Wall with Mance Rayder, the King Beyond the Wall, he found that a riot broke out in the main banquet venue.

  "Knight of summer, heh!" Mance sneered, seeming to disdain this kind of conflict, and returned to biting the barbecue in his hand.

  Samwell temporarily left the King Beyond the Wall and walked back to the main venue.

  "She must be punished! She must be punished!" Queen Cersei's sharp voice echoed in the air.

  Hand of the King, Duke Eddard persuaded: "Your Majesty, let's find out what happened first..."

  "What happened?" Queen Cersei pointed at her son, "Look at what she has done to Joffrey . Eddard Stark, you must hand her over!"

  Samwell also saw Prince Joffrey at this time, and found that his right hand was dripping with blood, his face was full of tears, looked miserable and shrinking behind his mother.

  No way.

  Samwell thought to himself, Didn't Joffrey and Arya had conflicts like in the original book?

  Lord Renly looked at his nephew with a smile, and asked, "Joffrey, how could you be made like this by a girl?" "

  "She set the wolf on me!" Joffrey screamed.

  "She won't let the wolf bite you for no reason?"

  "I... I just saw her practicing sword alone there, so I proposed a competition..."

  "You want to compete with a little girl?" Duke Renly sarcasm was barely concealed.

  "I did it for my mother's honor!" cried Prince Joffrey. "She insulted my mother! That's why I wanted to teach her a lesson."

"And then you were taught a lesson. Good nephew. "

  "Shut up!" King Robert yelled at his brother, then turned to look at his son, "You challenged her to a contest, and she let the wolf bite you?"

  " Yes!" Prince Joffrey looked grim, "She did it on purpose! She just wanted to break my hand!" "

  "Robert!" Queen Cersei gritted her teeth, "That girl made your son like this! She must be punished!"

  "Okay." King Robert felt helpless, "Ed, call your daughter here, I want to ask her about it."

  "Yes, Your Majesty." Duke Eddard sighed secretly, bowed and then strode away.

  Samwell saw everything , and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

  Unexpectedly, the lion and the wolf still had a conflict, but the reason changed slightly. This time, there was no butcher's apprentice, but for the "glory of the queen".

  Could it be that the two are really incompatible?

  However, with the tempers of Arya Stark and Prince Joffrey, it is not surprising that there is a conflict.

  After this kind of thing happened, everyone had no intention of party, the atmosphere of the banquet disappeared, and everyone was quietly waiting for Arya's arrival.

  But after waiting for a while, Duke Ned's attendants rushed over and reported:

  "Your Majesty, Lady Arya is missing. Duke Eddard already arranged for someone to search for her. He asked me to apologize to you."

  Queen Cersei immediately began to sneer: "Missing? Could it be that Eddard Stark hid his daughter? The wolf family..." "

  "Shut up, woman!" Robert growled impatiently.

  Afterwards, he stood up and announced, "That's all for today. We'll discuss this matter after Ned finds his daughter."

  After speaking, he left the banquet.

  Everyone also returned to the camp to rest.

  Early the next morning, after Samwell got up and freshen up.

  On the way to breakfast, he found that the King Beyond the Wall, Mance Rayder, was still there.

  "Good morning, Mr. Bell." Samwell stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

  "Good morning, Lord Caesar." Mance also smiled back, as if he really regarded himself as a bard.

  Samwell also had to admire this person's courage, knowing that his identity was exposed but still did not ran away.

  "Was the little girl from the Starks found?"

  "Not yet, Duke Eddard was in panic." Mance shook his head, "I heard from them that the king has sent someone to Darry's Castle to bring people to assist in the search."

  Samwell nodded, knowing that Darry family is the closest noble house nearby, and they are more familiar with this area.

  It seems that Arya is really wild enough to dare to run away alone at night.

  After waving goodbye to Mance Rayder, Samwell went on to the dining tent.

  On the way, Samwell suddenly felt that this might be a good opportunity to get in touch with the new Hand of the King, Duke Ned , and he just wanted to see if this well-known honest man in Game of Thrones could become his next help in planning.

  So after breakfast, Samwell also volunteered to join the search team.

  ...

  In the bushes by the river, Arya Stark was hungry and tired.

  She knew she was in trouble.

  It was no small matter that the wolf had bitten Prince Joffrey.

  They'll kill 'Nymeria' the wolf pup.

  So, Arya drove Nymeria away.

  At first the little wolf would not leave her master, until she beat her, scolded her, and threw stones at her, and then Nymeria, sadly, went into the jungle and disappeared.

  At this moment, Arya couldn't help crying again.

  After crying, she still didn't dare to go back, just wandering aimlessly in the forest like an abandoned little beast.

  Suddenly, she heard an eagle cry.

  Looking up, she saw a falcon with pure white tail wings circling above her head.

  It was so beautiful.

  Arya thought.

  The next moment, there was a rustling sound in the forest, as if someone was chasing her.

  Arya panicked inexplicably, and ran away.

  Then, she heard the sound of galloping horses.

  Getting closer.

  "Ah—"

  A big hand grabbed her collar and lifted her up.

  "Don't be afraid. I am your father's friend."

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