Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 6 Invitation

He has a disproportionately large head, his eyes are big and small, and his facial features look somewhat compact. His head is the golden hair color of the Lannister family. He is wearing a black bear leather jacket. What is incompatible with the bear jacket is a crimson leather jacket inside. , golden lion buttons, and colorful carvings, wearing it on his body feels a bit like wearing a monkey crown.

Tyrion Lannister, who is known as the "little devil", does not have aristocratic demeanor, at least he can talk freely with a group of horse thieves and rapists.

Cole looked at this guy carefully. If there is this little dwarf among the people he admires more in this world, he has inherited the wisdom of the cunning Lannister family. Unfortunately, the owner, Duke Tywin, chose to turn a blind eye.

In such a dangerous world often only the wise live longer.

"What? Do you want to compete with me? Then you really chose the right person." Looking at Cole staring at him, Tyrion said jokingly.

"I dare not touch the people of Lannister. I heard that their language is 'pay what you owe'."

Tyrion shrugged: "If I die in a duel, maybe there will be a banquet at Casterly Rock. And my father will let the king make you a knight, because you let his most hated son get an honor. How to die." His tone was full of sarcasm.

Sure enough, the grudge between the father and son was very deep.

"Would you like a sip?" Tyrion handed over his wine bag. The guy never left his drink, but he was never stingy about sharing his wine.

Cole is naturally not polite. This is the wine "Summer Red" brought from the south. On the Great Wall where you can only drink cider and beer, Xia Rihong is simply a treasure.

After taking a sip, it has a mellow and sweet taste, which can only be brewed in the warm southern land and Dorne.

The wine tasted more like a fruit juice, the alcohol content was not high, no wonder Tyrion liked it so much.

"When will you leave?" Cole asked while squatting by the ladder.

"Maybe I will stay for a few more days. I heard from old Mormont that you seem to want to be a knight." He patted Cole's chest and felt that it was hard on the copper armor. "But I think you are more suitable to be a cook."

"I heard that you are not a night watchman. Maybe you can follow me to the south. No matter whether you are a knight or a cook, it is better than this place where you can get sticks when you piss." Tyrion suggested.

Although Cole's cooking skills are really good, Tyrion, who is used to delicacies from mountains and seas, is not so surprised. He invited Cole to go south just to agree to the request of an old man.

Going south?Cole has indeed thought about it. It is too dangerous to be on the Great Wall. Others don't believe in the White Walker, but he believes it to the core. Everyone knows that the White Walker is coming to attack the city, and they will come riding a giant dragon. Only a fool wants to stay here, but there are some things here that he cannot let go of.

Cole is fourteen this year, and Aemon is over 100 years old, and the days to report to Amon are short.He is the only relative in his own world. Although Cole is afraid of death, he is not ungrateful. Even if he can't repay the bachelor's kindness of nurturing, Cole will take care of him in the last period of his life.

The word filial piety flows in the blood and spirit of every Chinese son and daughter.

"Maybe I'll go to the south if I have the chance, but let's forget it for now."

Seeing Cole's refusal, Tyrion didn't say any more. He knew how to read words and deeds. Cole refused very decisively. It would be useless to say more, but it would easily lead to evil.

"Then you don't intend to join the Night's Watch?" he asked.

Cole shook his head, "This place doesn't belong to me."

"I think you are doing well here. Look at the illegitimate son of the Stark family. Oh, this kid is really as stubborn as his father."

"Glorious and heroic. He is actually a very good fighter. I believe the night watchman with the same honor will accept him." Cole turned his gaze to the arena.

"You think highly of him, should I tell him, 'There is a cook who likes you very much, maybe you won't be lonely when you are on the Great Wall', hahaha." He laughed loudly, He seemed to be very proud of his joke, what a nasty little devil, but his pupils widened in an instant, and he yelled: "Damn it, leave me a bite."

He snatched the wine bag and held it in his arms, as if it was some kind of precious treasure. Well, it was indeed a treasure, but in fact there was still a lot of wine, but Cole deliberately blocked the opening in order to scare him, and then drank with his head up.

"You're kidding Jon like that in case his wolf bites your head off."

Speaking of wolves, Tyrion couldn't help shrinking his neck. He was indeed a little afraid of the white direwolf, who was almost bitten to death on the way to the Great Wall.

"I believe that the illegitimate child will take good care of his white wolf. In fact, I am more curious about how you did it than Jon Snow's direwolf?"

"Do what?" Cole was a little puzzled.

"It's like today. When I first saw you, you looked a little weak. It just felt like a different person. You wouldn't have a twin brother, would you?"

"You're thinking too much Lannister."

The two exchanged a few more words, and Cole looked in the direction of the sun. It was time to cook for the bachelor. He always ate in the hall with the night watchmen at night.Tyrion followed him to the kitchen, and then ate the food Cole got while talking about him.

By the time Cole moved the porridge to the hall, the place was already full of people, and there was a lot of people raising wine and pushing glasses. Mormont was sitting on a high seat, beside Maester Aemon and chief affairs officer Bowen Marsh, Next came Sir Alliser and several other famous night watchmen.

Cole took Maester Aemon's porridge up, and then sat in his seat. Of course, Tyrion was going to sit in the main seat. After all, as the queen's younger brother, his status is still very prominent in Westeros. , deserves the attention of the night watchmen.

Snow was still sitting alone in the corner, as he always did these days, no one came up to talk to him, and he seemed to be isolated, but this didn't affect Cole, he walked straight over with his food.

"Hey, do you mind if I sit here?" Cole asked him.

Xue Nuo, who was eating in silence with his head down, raised his head and saw that it was Cole who was fighting with him during the day, he was stunned, and then nodded.

"This is my roasted rabbit meat. Would you like to try it? It was bought by Vigina boy, and he gave me some." Cole pushed the rabbit meat on the plate.

Jon hesitated, then took a piece, and then saw Cole laugh.

How can a 14-year-old child have so much scheming, he is actually eager to blend in with his peers, but his childhood education makes him out of place here.

"Actually, you won during the day." Xue Nuo said suddenly.

(End of this chapter)