Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 100 Doubt
There are many mountain shadows and the road is dangerous.

The foothills are full of rock fragments, and there are occasional forests, but most of them are desolate.

The resources here are poor, and apart from plundering, the members of the Gaoshan clan can only hunt goats and shadow lynxes.

However, whether the shadow lynx is prey or hunter is unknown.

Because of the scarce supplies in the Mingyue Mountains, the people of the Gaoshan clan will fight for a little bit of food and territory.

It was Daru who led the way for Cole. Although they were called savages in the Seven Kingdoms, they were nothing more than barbaric customs and beliefs, and their IQs were no worse than anyone else.Don't really think of them as idiots.

Daru knew that Cole and the others were a tough meal, just like the shadow lynx, if they couldn't eat it, they would ruin themselves, so they agreed to Cole's suggestion.

They walked for a while, suddenly a person behind him got into the woods, that figure was very agile.

Cole took the bow, pulled the string and shot the arrow.Only a scream came from the bushes.

He pulled out his sword, turned around and stabbed it into Dalu's chest, "People can't be too greedy."

Seeing Cole draw his sword, the guards also shot.

"No one was injured, right?" Cole wiped the sword with a piece of sackcloth cut from the mountain man's clothes.

"No."

They survived.

It was a thin and thin child from the Gaoshan clan, probably around twelve or thirteen years old, and he was brought to Cole with a face full of fear.

"You lead me, and I spare your life?" Cole threatened.

He was the one who had been leading the way just now.

The alpine kid nodded frantically.

"Don't try to escape." Cole pointed to his bow.

The cold wind poured in from the mountains, and the snow on the top of the mountain was already moving down layer by layer. The breath of long winter was approaching, and the free folk on the Mingyue Mountain Range should have felt it.

"I remember that your Black Ear Tribe is not here." Cole asked the child.

"It's the Painted Dogs and Scorching People, they come from the Flatlands." He was going to say the Flatlanders, but he was afraid of offending the leader. "They got a lot of armor and weapons from down the mountain, and then drove all our tribes here."

They walked on the mountain road for two days without knowing how many mountains they looked at, and finally a stretch of green forest appeared in front of them.

Not long after entering the mountain forest, someone came up, and dozens of free men surrounded them.

A familiar person finally appeared in front of Cole.

"Long time no see, Timothy."

It was the kid who burned his own eyes.

Timothy looked at him for a long time before saying in surprise, "You are the flame. No, the king has returned to the Kingdom of God, so who are you?"

"Cole, I'm Cole. The one who took your holy things." Cole said to him.

Timet frowned.

"I come with my promise, Timett. Please take me to meet the fire priest."

He came up with a scimitar, tilted his head and looked around Cole, and finally shook his head, "If you are really my king, then prove yourself with flames."

He took a torch from his side and handed it to Cole.

Cole directly put his hand into the flames, but he heard someone from the guard shout urgently, "Master Marquis!"

He held the head of the torch in the palm of his hand, then turned the torch upside down, handed it to the other hand, pinched it hard in his hand, and the flame died out in his hand.

Cole asked, "Is it possible now?"

He wiped his blackened hands on his clothes, and then spread out his unscarred hands.

The eyes of the guards were full of disbelief.

And Timett was already convinced, and then knelt on one knee, "The Lord of Fire."

Seeing the red hand kneeling on the ground, the surrounding flame people also knelt down.

Cole kept his promise and released the boy with the black ear, and then, guided by Timet, they walked towards the settlement of the Painted Dogs.

After his return, the fire priest held a family meeting, and all the leaders of the flame people gathered in the trial cave of the painted dog department.

Cole sat under the keel, with Timett standing behind him.

When some people saw him, their faces were surprised, while others were stern or expressionless.

"Fire Priest, you summoned us in the name of the Fire King, what is the matter?" A leader asked loudly to the half-bowed old woman.

Before the Fire Priest could answer him, Timett said, "The Lord of Fire is sitting here."

The leader stood up laughing and pointed at Timothy, "Are you trying to say that this flatlander is the Lord of Fire? Or do you mean that Timothy wants to be the Lord of Fire?"

"My lord, please let me cut off his head for you." Timet raised his scimitar.

"The Flatlanders are cunning lynxes, unfit to lead the noble free folk," someone said.

Cole had expected that they would not recognize him as the King of Flame, but fortunately Timett still believed in him. This is the number one warrior of the Flame People. With him in Cole, things will be much easier. .

"Timet, is everyone here?" Cole asked him.

"My king, there are two people who have not arrived."

Cole nodded slightly.

"I believe that my face is not too unfamiliar to you." He stood up.

"Even if you forget me, it's okay. You all have memories of the armor on your body."

"Flatlanders," one of the chieftains called out to him, "these armors were acquired in battle by the brave Firemen."

"I know, your bravery has been seen by the world, but are you satisfied with just armor and weapons?" Cole asked them. "Do you remember the prophecy of the Lord of Fire?"

Of course, they grew up listening to their parents tell stories about the Flame King. The Flame King is their god, just like the weirwood king believed by the wooden people.

"I'm not sure that I am your Lord of Fire, nor do I want to be your Lord of Fire." Cole said to them, "But you once fought for me, then I will abide by what I have done under the flames." A promise made."

"Can you feel the coming of winter?"

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Someone was running out of patience.

"I don't know how many of you here have experienced the cold winter, and how many winters you have experienced. In the Kingdom of the Flat Earth, everyone knows that the long winter is coming."

Some of the elders seemed to recall something that frightened them.

"I can give you a forest that is rich enough to survive the winter, and that forest is even bigger than the Mingyue Mountain Range." He couldn't compare how big the royal forest was.But exaggerating, it must be no harm to yourself.

"We already have the best place in the Mingyue Mountains, why should we go with you?" Someone asked loudly.

"The materials there are ten times and a hundred times more than here. You can even hunt red deer, wild boars and rabbits. And no one can compete with you."

"How should we trust you?"

Cole smiled, "Then why don't you go and see for yourself?"

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