Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 124 Dragon Shadow
The crowned stag banner of the Heart of Flame rolled up in the sea breeze, resounding loudly.

The water waves on the coast rush, splash, cover and undulate, slapping on the winding coastline, and the sunlight shining through the stratus clouds sparkles on the sea.The boat was drifting, and there were people's voices from far and near. Some people stepped on the soft sand from the boat, leaving little or two footprints, and some disappeared without a trace as the waves hit.

Several fishermen returning from fishing talked and laughed and pushed the boat to the sea. The sea breeze blew on their wet clothes.

"what is that?"

As far as the eye can see, there is only a little light scale shining.

The fishermen looked at his fingers, and the blurred light became bigger and bigger.Is it a bird?No, is it a goshawk?
It was a monster, his shadow flashed past, but they saw what it was.

"That's a giant dragon!" Someone exclaimed.

They watched the monster soar towards the castle, and its wings could cover several people.

Silver flow marks flashed past, blood splashed.

The blades of the swords slashed at the same time, and were crossed by the two swords, facing up and blocking.

When Cole turned around, the blade danced in a spiral, and everyone fell to the ground one after another, clutching their legs and feet and howling.

Stabbing with a spear, he rolled sideways between the map platforms, stepped on "Westero" and stood up directly after turning around, standing above the crowd.

Spearmen formed a circle around the map, keeping him in the center.

The soldiers tensed up and stabbed him with spears in a uniform manner.

The double swords were erected back and forth by Cole, and they swept across to both sides. Five or six spears were actually cut off.

Howling and crying, he was like a shadow lynx jumping into a flock of sheep, evading around nimbly, but biting his prey with his fangs all the time.

For a moment, a vacuum was formed around Jing, except for the people who fell on the ground, no one dared to move forward.

He flicked the blood drop on the sword slot, looking back and forth indifferently.

That gaze was like the angry gaze of a male lion, making one unable to help but flinch back.

Davos wandered behind the guards, sword in hand.When was the last time he fought?The fingerless palm could barely hold the sword.

Five, they were dead. Five guards, all in armor and with shields.It's only been a few breaths since the fight.

The dark clothes made the blood look thick and horrible.

He was unhurt, for sword and spear he was as nimble as a fish.

Davos heard the angry roar of Ser Axell Florent, and he shouted at the soldiers to rush forward, but he hid far behind the door frame.

Sir Axell had been the acting castellan of Dragonstone Island for more than ten years, and he still remembered the threats the castellan had made to him when the king summoned him.

He thought he should take over as Prime Minister from his brother, the traitor Lord Alister Florent.

Ten years as the city lord of Dragonstone Island, his power here is second only to the king, and the soldiers here are willing to listen to him.

A soldier with a sword raised his sword and rushed forward, and Cole's precise sword pierced through the throat. He pushed hard and leaned against the soldier as a shield.

The soldiers who had gathered retreated one after another.

He was so powerful that no one present could defeat him one-on-one. Davos even felt that there was hardly a knight stronger than him in the Seven Kingdoms.

Jaime Lannister the Kingslayer, Barristan Selmy the Fearless, these famous knights of the Seven Kingdoms flashed through his mind.

Cole walked to the window. Several large windows were opened in the picture table hall, from which he could directly watch the sea.

"No matter how powerful he is, he can't beat the knights and soldiers in the entire castle." Davos said in his heart, a person's power is limited after all, and he doesn't want to bleed and die.

Davos couldn't read, but he still wanted to hear Cole's explanation. The letter was read to him by Yasser. The acting castellan was much more familiar with the management of Dragonstone Island than the Onion Knight. .

As Cole himself said, why did he come to Dragonstone if he betrayed?
He saw Cole stepping up a chair and standing on the window sill, holding the window with half of his hand.Suddenly Davos called out, "Don't be silly, Cole. There's a cliff out there."

He only heard him say disdainfully, "You are the ones who do stupid things."

After saying that, he turned towards the window.

"Enough, you idiots." A roar came from outside the door.

Gray robes, pale and thin complexion, holding a long sword inlaid with square gemstones, with flames dancing on the sword.

Gods, it had only been a while before his hair and beard had turned gray and his eyes were sunken black hollows.

The soldiers and knights bowed and knelt down one after another, saying in unison, "Your Majesty."

Stannis walked into the drawing table angrily, and glanced at the bleeding corpse.

"When I slept, look at what stupid things you did."

Davos looked at the angry king. It was a long sleep, Your Majesty.

Stannis turned his gaze to the Onion Knight. "Smuggler, you better give me an explanation."

"Come down, Julius." He turned his head. "Do you think your king is dead and want to be buried for him? I am alive and well."

Cole tilted his head, apparently not knowing what the current situation was.

I saw a red dress outside the door slowly walking in.

Cole glanced at Stannis, thinking about something in his eyes, and finally decided to jump off the ledge.

He walked up to Stannis, sword in hand.Melisandre also walked slowly to the king's side.

"Your Majesty, please allow me to arrest this traitor for you." Sir Axell stepped forward.

"I think you are the traitor, Yasser." The king answered him in a cool tone.

Yasser's face froze and turned into panic, "Your Majesty, I swear, I never betrayed you."

"You are greedy for power just like your brother." The king snorted coldly, "Are you disappointed that I didn't die?"

"Your Majesty, I have absolutely no intention of doing so. My lord testifies that it was the great Lord of Light who made me see the betrayal of Sir Julius."

"Then go to the dungeon and think about the will of the gods for you." The king ordered, "Disarm him and take him to the dungeon."

The soldiers hesitated a little, only to hear Stannis sneer, "Isn't the king's order not working for you?"

The farce was over, and the body was moved out.

The white monster that landed on the roof of the castle rushed into the sky after staying for a while, but many people still saw it.

"I've read your letter," he said to Cole. "Put away your sword. As long as I'm here, no one can hurt you."

Cole glanced at Melisandre, and sheathed his swords.

(End of this chapter)