Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 99 Returning to the Bright Moon Mountains
"Welcome to the North, Sir." After listening to Ed Stark's introduction to Cole, Earl Manderly greeted slightly.

Wyman Manderly was known as "Master Eel, he was so obese that he could only move around on a sedan chair, he was the fattest person Cole had ever seen.

Earl Wyman's appearance is quite kind.

"I'm no stranger to the North, Lord Mandalay." But he was very unfamiliar with White Harbor. Cole took a look at the port of White Harbor. It is divided into inner harbor and outer harbor, and it should be able to accommodate hundreds of battleship.

The fat piles on Lord Wyman's face were crowded together, his eyes were narrowed, "I hope it left you with good memories, the northern border is too big, I have set foot in less than half of it, and I have already done a lot I couldn't ride a horse for a year, and now someone calls me 'too fat to ride an adult'."

"As the master, I shouldn't let the guests stand on the pier to blow the wind. Please move to my castle. I have already prepared a banquet."

Wyman saw the duke's wounded foot, and gave up his litter.

"It's great that you can come back, Mr. Ed." At this moment, the northern border is in great need of a master who can live in the place, and the recent northern border is really troubled.

"Lord Wyman, do you know what's going on in Winterfell?" Mrs. Caitlin asked her most concerned question.

He sighed, "My condolences, Master Bran and Master Rickon are gone"

It is self-evident how much this news hit the parents.

Damn Theon Greyjoy burned them alive.

Mrs. Caitlin fainted immediately when she heard the news. Lord Eddard Stark's face was very serious, and Cole could see his trembling fists.

"Sir Wyman, do you remember your oath." Ed's voice trembled.

"Yes, Lord Ed. I am loyal to your father, and I am loyal to you. The Mandalay family will never forget the oath they made under the gods."

"I order you to gather all the warriors immediately, and I am going to Winterfell."

Wyman could understand his pain, but he still persuaded him, "Ser Roderick Cassel and Lord Clay Seven have led people to surround Winterfell. Lord Ed, you can rest for a while before going back to the city." go."

It was useless to persuade them. In the end, Wiman gathered 100 people for them. He was unable to accompany them because of his health, so he had to send his knights to escort them.

"Sir, you won't go with them?" Cole watched the Stark family go north with him.

Cole shook his head, "I'm only responsible for escorting them to White Harbor."

Although Lord Wyman is well-informed, many news from the south have not yet come, and he has only heard of this Sir Julius in the slightest.

"Master Mandalay, I wonder if I have the honor to ask you for a drink?" Cole turned to look at him.

"Of course, you are the Duke's guest. I dare not neglect you. Please follow me back to the castle. The banquet is ready."

Cole rode with him on horseback, and he was carried in a palanquin with four servants at the corners.

"It seems that a lot of things have happened in the northern border recently. I wonder if Lord Mandalay has any news about the Night Watchman?" He asked Mandalay.

Mandalay's thick neck squirmed slightly, "I don't know much about the Great Wall."

"After the death of King Aegon V, the Great Wall was almost deserted. By the way, Lord Manderly, how many ships are there in your port?"

He didn't understand why Cole would ask such a question, and casually said: "If you count the merchant ships, there should be hundreds of them. Usually, I will only understand when the financial officer reports the tax to me."

"I remember that the ancestral land of the Mandalay family is in the Reach, right?"

"Yes, the Mandalay family once ruled the Mande River Basin for a generation."

Cole has some memories. It is the big river crossed by the Bitter Bridge. The Lambun River next to Green Valley City also flows into the Mander River downstream, and then flows together to the Westeros Sea.

"How many golden dragons do you think I need to hire all the ships in the port?" He asked again.

Lord Mandalay frowned slightly, hiring all the ships in the port, what do you want to do?
"That is a considerable expense, my lord."

"Thousands of golden dragons." He looked at the ships, "I don't know, Lord Mandalay, would you be willing to help me next time?"

Wyman Manderly entertained Cole in his Newcastle "Mermaid Palace", occupying the port, and his family is quite rich.

After a night of rest in the Mermaid Palace, Cole led his people across the Bite Bay on a Myrish ship the next day, and stopped the ship on the shore of the valley.

"Mr. Captain, please wait here for a few days." Cole told the Myers.

"Master Marquis, I heard that the valley is not very flat, you should be careful."

Cole led the people towards the direction of the Bright Moon Mountains.

After entering the Mingyue Mountains, he led people to hunt and barbecue, having a great time.

That day they camped under a rock, and a mountain deer was roasting on the fire.

"My lord, that arrow during the day was amazing. It hit the head of the mountain deer with one arrow." They drank wine and talked, but they didn't know that the fire and smoke had attracted the attention of the aborigines.

Cole listened to their laughter and ate the venison in silence.

He stood up abruptly. "Quiet, guys. Our friends are coming."

Looking at the forest, Cole said loudly: "Come out, there is no need to hide."

A group of more than a dozen Gaoshan clansmen in rough linen clothes and torn armor came out.

"Protect Lord Marquis." The guards drew out their weapons one after another, as if ready to fight.

But Cole came up to them and waved his hand to signal them to put down their weapons, "I said we are friends, it would be too rude to draw a sword, put the sword away."

The guards were a little taken aback, but it was actually the order of the Marquis, so they could only follow it one by one.

Cole turned his head and faced the people of the Gaoshan clan, "Which tribe are you from?"

"We are Black Ears, Flatlanders, surrender your weapons and armor."

Cole pulled out a sword and threw it to him, "Don't be nervous, warrior of Black Ear, I can give you the sword, we mean no harm, I know your daughter Zira of Zeke."

The mountain man picked up the sword in a daze. This sword was many times sharper than the broken iron knife in his hand.

"I'm Cole from the Painted Dog Department. I don't think we need to fight, from the Black Ear Department. Um, I don't know your father's last name?"

"I am Daru, son of Baal."

"Okay, Daru, son of Baal. I want to ask you about the location of the Ministry of Painted Dogs or the Ministry of Scorching Men, and that sword is your reward."

"You can't trust the words of the people on the flat earth. You are not from the Canine Painting Department." People from the Canine Painting Department and the Burning People Department will have burn marks on their bodies.

Cole pointed to the armor of the guards beside him, "You have also seen that we wear heavy armor and sharp swords, and you don't take advantage of it at all."

"If you are willing to lead the way, how about I give you another set of armor?"

Daru was lost in thought.

(End of this chapter)