Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 62 Trading
"Renly's army will defeat me at King's Landing, so you sent me to Storm's End, and the boy with the two swords will cut off his head. That was the first prophecy you ever spoke, my lady." Tanis looked at Melisandre blankly. "My vassals and knights advised me to attack King's Landing."

"Yes, Your Majesty. The light is more than a shadow, just like what the sacred fire shows me, but no matter what, your army is leading to Storm's End, and Renly will definitely lose."

"Hope your Lord of Light didn't lie to me."

After Melisandre came out of the hall, she stepped out of the castle and headed towards the barracks.

Cole was returning from patrol at this time, and Camillo who was stationed at the camp came up to help him remove his armor, "You are an adjutant, not my subordinate, Camillo."

I saw him giggling, "My lord, I heard that the adjutants of the bachelor are all responsible for taking care of their daily life. I think the knight must be the same."

After getting along for a few days, Camilo has returned to his original posture. After all, Cole is not some domineering dignitary.Of course, no one in the camp dared to really provoke him. Two days ago, they saw that guy was killed by Cole's sword.

The kid tied up a prostitute and was discovered by Cole's patrol. Originally, it was fine to go whoring for nothing, but the attack was extremely vicious. When Cole and the others found the woman, they had already breathed in more and vented less.Originally, Stannis explicitly banned the flow of prostitutes in the camp, and even the entire Dragonstone Island banned this kind of business.

No matter how the man begged for mercy, Cole turned a deaf ear and stepped forward with his sword in hand. The kid even drew his sword to resist, but was slapped away by Cole's sword, and then pierced his throat with the short blade.

The momentum he showed at that time completely shocked the recruits.

"My lord, José brought a fat cow over and it's roasting, just waiting for you to come back." Camillo said to Cole after taking off his armor.

Cole was a little curious, "Fat cow? How did you get it?"

"Hey, you also know how dexterous José's hands are. He won a bet with the mercenaries next door."

Jose is an experienced gambler. It is said that when he was caught in the barracks, he was still betting against others. As a result, he was ganged up by others, and now they are all under Cole's hands.

"Will the mercenaries bet so much?" Cole pulled out the glove.

"The bet was on the armor. They were red-eyed, and lost two sets, but they couldn't make it up, so they gave us the fat cow they just got. The mercenaries raised a lot of money to buy it."

"The bet is the bet, don't make people anxious."

Don't even think about it, these scumbags must have been tricked by mercenaries.The profession of mercenary is just muddling along. It is not normal to raise money to buy cattle, after all, you are about to go to the battlefield.

"We brought more than a dozen brothers to get the cows." Camillo laughed openly.

The cow was considered private property, and Cole would not ask them to distribute the cow to everyone in the team.

"Go and buy some wine from the merchant." Cole handed him some silver stags.

"Okay." Camillo took the silver deer and ran out.

Cole walked towards Josey's camp. On the arch fire, a crackling cow was roasted on the flame with a thick log pierced through its whole body.

"Oh, Lord Cole." Jose quickly stood up.

"I heard you brought a fat cow over here." Cole smiled and glanced at the roasted cow.

"Waiting for you, I have a good place for you."

He brought a grilled black sausage, and offered it to Cole as if to take credit. "My lord, I baked it for you and sprinkled it with salt."

Cole took it over and took a look, good guy, it’s really a good thing, this thing is really big, but he couldn’t say it, “I don’t need it, leave it to Camillo.”

Jose was stunned. Didn't the nobles like this thing?
"Let me do it for you myself, and show you how to roast the beef." Cole put the bullwhip back to the grill.

"Then we will be lucky." Camillo came here with the wine.

Cole cut the beef with a knife, and then stuffed a bunch of strange grasses into it. These things can't be swallowed by chewing alone, but they are very good as seasonings, at least it can make the taste of the beef not so monotonous.

A cow was roasted from noon to night, and they ate the beef while roasting, paired with ale, it was a real treat.

Cole didn't feast with them for too long, and he left after his mouth addiction,
Such an unserious military camp is the norm. For a group of people who are about to fight for their lives, why can't they eat and drink?The war is about to start, so can't you enjoy it?Didn't you see that group of nobles were also singing, dancing and drinking?

"My lord, there is a man dressed as a priest looking for you." Camillo found Cole who was next to another arch fire. After he came back from his daily patrol, he would walk in the pile one by one. In the past, Camillo would follow him, But today it should be that the roast beef tastes too delicious, look at the oil stains around his mouth.

Kerr listens to their stories and shares his own.This set was learned from Maester Aemon.

That's why Cole got so acquainted with these people in just a few days.

Anyway, Cole's current impression of this civilian army is that they don't usually speak much, but they are kind and knowledgeable.But it's another story when it comes to killing people.

"Priest?" Cole didn't remember what priest he knew, and then under his full of doubts, he saw a woman in a red robe, wrapped in a red robe, her graceful figure was revealed, with a chest on her chest. Huge red gems, fiery hair, and indifferent eyes, looking a bit cold.

When Cole saw the red robe, he had a rough guess in his heart.

"Sir Cole?" She smiled softly.

Cole just looked at her apprehensively, "Of course, what's the matter?"

"Maybe we can talk."

Cole shook his head, he was actually a little apprehensive about this kind of person, who knows what she knows, what if the Lord of Light let her see his white dragon.

What was her purpose in coming, Cole didn't want to know.

"I don't know you, ma'am. And I advise you to stay away from here. I just executed a rapist the day before yesterday."

I saw her mysterious smile.

"I have brought the king's order."

Col paused, and said, "If His Majesty Stannis gives the order, a herald will come with the banner of the crowned stag."

Seeing that she actually took out a command flag from under her sleeve, Cole was momentarily at a loss for words, and cursed inwardly: TNND, how could this fellow Stannis give the command flag to a woman.

It's not that Cole has any prejudice against women, but that this era is full of prejudice against women.

I don't know if it's Cole who has such a question, and the princes and knights are also full of doubts about this, and they are very dissatisfied. After all, letting a red-robed priestess be the banner officer is simply rubbing their faces on the ground.

"Then, Mr. Banner Officer, what orders did His Majesty the King give me?"

She glanced at Camillo behind Cole.

After waving Camilo away, Cole looked directly at Melisandre, "It's all right now."

She rubbed her slender hands and walked slowly, "You are not loyal to the king, ser."

Melisandre's tone was questioning.

"Of course, I never swore allegiance to anyone." Cole accepted frankly.

"It seems that you are a person who values ​​oaths, and our King also values ​​oaths. You are the same kind of people." She suddenly reached out to caress Cole's face, "The Son of Prophecy will not fight alone, he needs your help." help."

Cole was stunned for a while, then slapped his hands away, "Pay attention to your behavior, ma'am. I don't believe in your so-called Lord of Light at all. Since he wants to save the world and the common people, then he should go. I'll stay away, but please don't implicate me."

Hearing this, Melisandre laughed out of anger. "The lost lamb will eventually walk into the arms of Allah."

The two walked to a torch, and she stared at the flame with fascination, and then said in a soft voice, "Look at the flame, child. What do you see?"

Cole stared at the flames. Inside a straw mat tent, a blood-stained dragon egg was placed in a man's arms, and there was the sound of a woman crying.

"You have the breath of blood magic on you, although it has faded." Melisandre whispered in his ear. "This is a curse, drawn from the bloodline of the dearest relatives."

Cole thought of his own fondest dreams.

"I've had some strange dreams."

Melisandre's eyes narrowed slightly, "What kind of dream?"

"A balance, and I stand on one side of the scale, and on the other side is a flying horse, and on top of him is a man with long braids."

Cole's heart flickered, and he realized that he had fallen into her trap. It seemed that she had used these methods to attract a large number of believers, known as the "Queen Party".

"Priest of the Lord of Light, what do you want? It's useless to waste time on me. It's better to let the Lord of Light prophesy more about His Majesty Stannis. It's best for him to win this battle."

"He will win. He is the true son of prophecy. He was destined from the moment he drew the sword of light. He will lead the world to break the long night."

"Lightbringer?" Cole smiled slightly. "I know who the enemy your god said is? The fighters against the White Walkers are on the Great Wall of Impassability. You should go there to find your savior."

There was a look of helplessness in Melisandre's eyes, Cole's words were beyond her expectation.But she still firmly believes in her interpretation of the prophecy, and Stannis is the child of the prophecy.

"I can avenge you and track down the person who gave you the blood magic." Melisandre finally revealed her purpose.

"What do I need to pay?"

"Dedicate your allegiance to His Majesty the King and win this battle for him."

Cole couldn't help laughing, "How do you think I can let him win? I don't think I have that much ability. If one person can dominate the battlefield victory, why do you need these soldiers? Why don't you use yours?" magic to help us win."

As she spoke, Cole stared carefully at the expression on her face, knowing that Renly was killed by her magic, and it was probably the blood magic she was talking about now, with the help of Stan Nice blood.

I saw Melisandre's face was as usual, without any waves.

"You tell me the means to prevent magic, I can try my best to do it, but there are some things I can't do alone, I need you to convince His Majesty Stannis." Cole said suddenly and seriously.

"can."

"So nice to work with."

(End of this chapter)