Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 10 Wolf Forest
"Jon asked me to help his crippled little brother, but I'm only a crippled dwarf, too, and even a maester can't get him up," Tyrion complained to Kerr as they set up camp.

"Maybe Jon just wants you to enlighten that kid with knowledge."

Helplessness flashed in Tyrion's eyes, but not every Stark family is as easy to get along with as Jon Snow, and they have a deep understanding of how prejudiced the Lannister family is.

Lions and wolves seem to be natural enemies in the woods.

Just look at the cynicism Benyan Stark gave him when he went north. This bearskin coat was sent by Benyan to disgust him. It was rotten and smelly, but he did not suffer. He put it on his body decisively. , so that all of Stark's plans fell through.

If it hadn't been for Snow's promise, Tyrion didn't even want to get close to Winterfell Castle. He would rather spend the night in a winter town outside the city, and find another girl from the north to have fun.

"Hey, look what I brought?" Yoren in black grinned his black teeth and held a snow rabbit in his hand. He just took two other brothers in black to go hunting.

They are responsible for escorting Tyrion to Winterfell, and then Yoren will follow south to King's Landing to see if there is any fresh blood in the king's prison to replenish the Night's Watch.

Yoren is an expatriate of the Night Watch, and his job is to be an officer, responsible for traveling between the castles of the Seven Kingdoms to search for criminals and send them to the Great Wall.

Commander-in-chief Mormont seemed to be vaguely aware of the vision outside the Great Wall, feeling that the Night Watchman was scarce, so he sent Yoren again to King's Landing, hoping to bring back some more people.

The Lord Commander warmly entertained Tyrion in the hope that he could speak well to the queen and Duke Tywin, and explain the situation of the Night Watchman to these big men.

"Little Cole, I'll leave it to you. I haven't eaten your roasted meat for a long time." Yoren pushed the snow rabbit over unceremoniously.

Cole and Tyrion's two servants are in charge of renovating the camp, lighting fires and cooking.

Use a knife to peel off the rabbit skin, cut a slit from it, and pull out the internal organs and intestines.Then cut two short branches to support the rabbit, scrape a few more knives on the meaty place, and roast the rabbit on the fire.

Pierce two onions with a tree branch and bake them over fire.

When the rabbit meat was half-cooked, Cole took out the herbs that he had prepared along the way, smeared it on it, squeezed a few onions to sprinkle the juice on it, and put chopped garlic.

The aroma rose in an instant, and Tyrion, who was drinking and reading a book over there, moved his nose, got up from the ground, and leaned here.

"Cut a piece for me." He had already expressed his impatient attitude.

Cole cut open a piece of crispy leg meat and handed it to him.

He took a gulp, his face flushed instantly, and he hurriedly jumped back to get his wine bag. Gulu Gulu, the wine poured into his stomach like a spring, and he drank half of the bag of wine, and he exhaled slowly.

"Damn it, it can still be burned in this damn weather." He cursed angrily.

"Who made you so gluttonous." Cole laughed on the side.

The other night watchman brothers were also attracted by the smell. One rabbit is definitely not enough. There are a total of seven people here. With rye bread, each person can share a palm-sized piece of meat. Because of his special status, Tyrion got more points.

"It's our loss that Old Bear let you go." Yoren said angrily as he stuffed the rabbit meat into his mouth.

"If our King Robert knew that someone could cook meat so well, he would have sent the Kingsguard to catch you," echoed another Night's Watch.

These words seemed to hit the groove of Tyrion's words. He swallowed the rabbit meat in his mouth, and then said: "I have the honor to eat the dishes cooked by the king's royal chef. In fact, the meat is not worse than theirs. gone."

He turned his head to look at Cole again, "Are you sure you don't want to be a cook? I can ask Dad to recruit you to Casterly Rock."

"Tyrion, even if you move out of Duke Tywin, I won't be your cook. If you want to eat what I cook, then come and be my servant." Cole joked.

Tyrion rolled his eyes, "You are not even a knight, if you beg me, I might ask my brother to give you the title."

"Bro? Kingslayer?"

Tyrion shook his head. "He doesn't like that nickname."

"No one likes nicknames, just like others like to call me 'Raven', which is not auspicious thing." Yoren said.

The night watchman brother thought of something, and said: "Black wings, bring black news."

"Not necessarily, at least the crow brought good news to that boy Jon." Tyrion took another bite of rabbit meat, and he didn't finish eating here.

At night, Tyrion and Cole huddled together in a tent. This little devil likes to talk in his sleep at night, the kind with heavy colors.Cole could only squeeze his body as far away as possible.

Cole woke up the next day with bloodshot eyes, but Tyrion was still complaining, "When we get to Winterfell, we need to get a feather bed first, and then find a whore."

After speaking, he took out the wine bag and took a sip. Cole suspected that he had to rely on these wines to continue his life.

After packing his bags, the horseshoe continued to head south, and he could vaguely see the appearance of the ancient forest. This place was called "Wolf Forest" in the north, and the howling of wolves could always be heard at night.

After passing the wolf forest, it is not far from Winterfell. The narrow mountain road and the king's road are hard to find in this forest. Fortunately, there is Yoren, the old horse of the night watchman, so he will not get lost.

They just walked slowly on the road. This forest is just like its name, and the shadows are always full of danger.

Tyrion and Cole rode side by side, and since knowing that Cole has read all the books of the Night's Watch, the two have endless conversations.He shared those Southern stories with Cole, and Cole gave him the history of the Great Wall.

The Great Wall made of ice and stones has a history of nearly 8000 years, and the stories that happened here are all recorded in the scholar's library.

Listening to the stories of the White Walkers and the wildlings, Tyrion couldn't help but marvel frequently, "Your stories are much more exciting than the ones told by the nanny."

Before he could finish speaking, a black shadow like black lightning struck from the shadow and hit Tyrion directly.

Cole was startled, and the night watchmen and attendants also hurriedly stopped their horse ropes.

Tyrion had rolled off his horse, a gray wolf so huge it was half a horse's height.

Yoren exclaimed, "It's the direwolf."

Everyone in the Night Watch knew that the bastard had a white direwolf, but it wasn't as tall as this gray one.

The bloody mouth was ready to nibble on Tyrion's head, and Tyrion was firmly pressed to the ground by the pair of strong wolf claws.

(End of this chapter)