Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 19 World
Outside the black linen shirt, there is a leather armor with silk threads worn out around it. It looks a bit narrow, exposing a large part of the waist and abdomen, which looks like a vest. Behind the wolf fur gloves is an iron wrist guard, but And only one.

Such nondescript outfits can often be seen on the Kingdom Avenue, but they are just a group of wandering knights wandering around. He is riding a tall war horse. Although the clothes do not look very good, as long as anyone who knows horses It can be seen at a glance that the stallion has no traces of tilling the fields.

It was Cole who came, and he rode along the King's Road all the way.

He still wore the same cook's robe, but with simple leather armor and two swords to make him look more like a knight.

These equipments were sent by two thieves, and of course Cole kindly sent him to meet the gods.

The front is the Neck, and the humidity has suddenly increased a lot. You can already feel a little summer here, and you have left the northern border if you cross the Neck.

Now that the sky is dark, he should find a place to rest for the night. Maybe the land near the swamp is more fertile, and the farmland is everywhere here, so it is easy to find a village.

Cole lifted the reins lightly and controlled the horses to walk slowly. The villagers seemed to be familiar with the wandering knights. Cole got off his horse and knocked on a door at random. He saw the owner of the house with a bad expression. He shouted: " There are no guests here, so go away quickly."

Then he walked to the next household. Although the host was a little more friendly, he still refused to stay overnight. Cole has long been used to it in the past few days.

The third door was opened by a peasant girl, she first took a look at Cole, "What's the matter, sir."

"I don't know if I can stay overnight, I can pay for it."

At this time, a man's voice called out, "Laurie, who is outside?"

The girl replied to the house, "It is a Mr. Knight."

A thin man came out from the shadows. He had a flat chin and sharp eyes. He was wearing gray linen clothes without shoes. The clothes were barely worn with a hemp rope as a belt. When he walked, his whole leg was outside the clothes, full of Coarse black hair, even some parts will be missed.

"Oh, I don't know what's the job of Mr. Knight?" He looked up to see Cole's face.

"He hopes to stay with us." The girl named Laurie answered for him. "He said he could pay."

"Pay? We can let you stay overnight, but it costs 10 copper coins a night." The man opened his mouth to ask for the price.

Cole nodded, and took out 10 copper cents from the horse, "This is my room fee, please."

Seeing that he took out the money without wrinkling his eyes, the man thought to himself, "This man is quite generous."

His attitude became enthusiastic, and then he asked the girl to tidy up Cole's place. Although it was just a sheepskin on a pile of straw, it was better to rest under the eaves for one night than to be in the wild.

Cole tied the horse outside the door, and just as the girl came out with the baby in her arms, Cole asked her, "Ma'am, I wonder where I can find some good fodder here."

Hearing Cole call her, Laurie paused, looking a little frightened, at this moment the man came out again, "My lord, if you are willing to pay an extra 3 copper coins, then I will take good care of your horse."

Cole thought about it, and gave him the copper coins. Theon tied a bag of silver deer coins on the horse, and he didn't need to spend much on the way. Three copper coins could save him a lot of work.

"Take care of my horse, or I will let you know that my sword is not a vegetarian." Cole threatened that although he was willing to pay, he was not being taken advantage of. He didn't want this man to feed his horse some mess eight things.

The man nodded and bowed again and again, "Don't worry, my lord, I will let the bitch in the family find good horse feed for your horse. Her father used to raise horses for the noble lord."

"What are you still looking at? If you are starving to death, please see if I don't beat you to death." The man kicked the girl, and she staggered a few steps with her eyes closed, and the baby in her arms burst into tears.

"I have to babysit, Lance."

"This damn bastard should be fed to wolves, and he won't die at home." He cursed angrily.

Cole frowned. He didn't like guys who beat women, but he couldn't open his mouth when he thought it was someone else's family business.

The girl bowed her head silently, and she carried the child back to the room.

"My lord, don't worry, your steed will still be full of energy even if it visits all the mares of the Seven Kingdoms tomorrow." He said flatteringly.

The girl put the child among a pile of rags, and softly comforted her, "Don't cry, don't cry, mom will be back soon."

As soon as she turned around, she just saw Cole walking in. She couldn't help trembling, then hurriedly went to get a broken sickle, and hurried out the door.

Cole touched his nose, is he so scary?

Only Cole and the babbling baby were in the house, and the man disappeared after driving Laurie to mow the grass.

Cole sat on the straw to rest, took out a book and looked like it was lent to him by Tyrion, but the little devil walked so fast that he seemed to forget that the book was still with him.

The Legendary Kingsguard Duncan

This kind of biography is indeed a good choice to pass the time. He gradually became fascinated, and suddenly a cry pulled him back from the world of knights.

The child was crying, and he stood up instinctively.

The babies in the cloth pile waved their thin hands, their faces were flushed, and their little feet kicked and kicked.

He searched inside and outside the room, but there was no one there.

After thinking about it, he picked up the child lightly, as if he was hugging a piece of cloth. The child seemed to be more stable in his arms, but he was still crying.

"Could it be that you're hungry? Where are you going to find him something to eat?"

Cole hugged the baby and coaxed it. To be honest, he would rather fight with people than coax the baby.

With a bang, the door was pushed open, and it was the child's mother, Laurie, who came back. She looked at Cole, rushed up suddenly, and snatched the baby back under Cole's astonished gaze.

Then he shrank back vigilantly and looked at Cole angrily.

"I just want to coax him, he should be hungry." Cole only felt that he was dealing with a mountain lion at this time.

The girl was stunned for a moment, and then she turned into that soft woman again. She lowered her head in fear, and said in a soft voice, "I'm sorry, Lord Knight."

Cole smiled, "You are a good mother, the gods will bless you mother and child."

"Thank you, my lord."

Cole walked back to his place and continued to read his book, took out some jerky as a snack, probably because of Juli, he would feel hungry from time to time.

Laurie fed the baby and then went out to feed the horse. When she came back, she saw that the knight was eating, and couldn't help swallowing.

The man came back very late, and Cole lay half asleep in the grass.

"Laurie, damn it. You bastard, open the door for your man." There was a knock on the wooden door.

Cole got up and stepped forward. The mother and child had already fallen asleep. He opened the door, and a burst of alcohol smelled in his nose. Lance plunged in and hit Cole directly, as if he had hit a steel plate.

He raised his head in confusion and shook his head, as if thinking of something, "So it's Sir Knight, hahaha, you really should go have a drink with me, I can buy you a glass of ale."

Cole made room for him. At this time, Laurie was also awakened. She stood up to meet her, and saw the man dragged her to him, and then said to Cole with a mouth full of alcohol: "Mr. Knight, I only want 10 copper coins. I'll let her serve you for one night."

"Lance, what are you talking about." The girl was terrified and wanted to break free.

With a snap, the man's palm was drawn towards the girl's face, and the bright red handprint could be seen even in the faint light of a moonlit night. "Stinky bastard, I don't know who gave birth to that bastard of yours. Hurry up and make Mr. Knight comfortable. I'm waiting for the wine money."

He was about to slap again, but Cole grabbed his arm tightly, and he felt as if he was firmly clamped by iron clamps.

"Stop it, I don't need anyone's help." Cole's words were full of chills, and those who knew him well should know that he was full of anger.

"My lord, such a woman is hard to find. You are sure not to give it a try. It only costs 10 copper coins." He seemed to be selling a piece of goods.

Cole looked into the girl's terrified eyes, and he finally understood why she was so frightened when she saw him, looking at a girl who was only slightly older than himself, who should have lived under the bright sunshine at this age.

A sentence from the knight's biography flashed through his mind for a moment: "This man protects the weak, just as every true knight should do."

These words were the sound of the dawn of the legendary Kingsguard Sir Duncan when he was most desperate. At that time, he was not a famous knight in the Seven Kingdoms, but a fledgling kid who beat the royal family because of justice.

He was forced to conduct a seven-son trial because he rescued a female puppeteer who was molested by the royal children. This is the same as the trial by combat that Cole mentioned in Winterfell. It is a way to determine the trial by combat.

His enemies were the Kingdom's prestigious Kingsguard sworn to protect the royal family, and he couldn't even muster six men to help him.

It was at this time of despair that Prince Baelor came riding a black horse. He walked through the morning mist, wearing a roaring dragon helmet, and said such ordinary words.

This battle took the life of Prince Baelor. Just like a knight, he stood on the side of the weak and on the side of justice.

You must know his identity: the first heir to the kingdom, the prince of the Targaryen family.

Killing intent flashed across Cole's eyes at this moment. Although he could not reach the realm of Prince Baelor, just as he said, his sword should protect the weak. Facing this kind of scum, he really couldn't find any reason to excuse him .

Suddenly his sword-drawing hand was grabbed by someone, it was the girl, tears flashed in her eyes, "My lord, I am willing to serve you, please don't kill my husband."

Cole paused for a moment, his eyes full of puzzlement.

After sighing, he slammed the man to the side, then walked into the house to pick up his bundle, untied the rein, he glanced at the room in confusion, and then rode away.

The howling wind made waves in his heart, and it turned out that the justice he thought of was just fantasy justice.He is like a son of a nobleman, with a naive heart, longing for stories about the so-called knights, but the reality is extremely cold, if he kills that man, what will happen to the girl?

He walked away, thinking that he had done a righteous thing. Under the cold winter, without a man to support the house, how should the girl and her child survive.

The gentle world in his previous life took good care of him, and the stories Maester Aemon taught him made him have too much hope for this world.

Sure enough, after walking out of the nest, the eagle will understand the meaning of the storm.

Winterfell made him see his place clearly, and the peasant girl made him see the world clearly.

PS: Signed the contract, thank you very much for appreciating my work.

(End of this chapter)