A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

The footsteps on the Yellow Sand Riverbank were hurried and continuous. Teams of Dornish soldiers in blackened yellow scale armor were running quickly along the turbulent river under the bright full moon in the sky. They were holding spears and shields, with anger and anxiety on their faces.

In the distance behind them was a ruined castle with blazing black smoke and flames. The castle was close to the riverbank. Figures appeared one after another inside and rushed in all directions. So before long, many Dornish riders on horses appeared on the border of the distant desert, and then took action around the castle.

The desert climate at night was cold, and even breathing began to emit cold air, but the bustling scene was very hot. In the dim night, the common language of Westeros with a Dornish accent kept shouting. Countless figures approached from all directions, and finally gathered on both sides of a river called the Sulphur River to search carefully, not letting go of a single bit of land.

The Dornishmen who came from afar seemed endless, and soon the entire riverbank had been thoroughly searched, and there were also small boats passing through the river. More people dispersed with the river as the center point, and searched the depths of the desert in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and northeast.

Unfortunately, when the heat dispelled the cold, and when the sun rose slowly the next day, the Dornishmen had not gained anything.

The people who searched were very unwilling to accept this, but they did not doubt that they did not find the target because of their improper search. Instead, they thought that there were more traitors who secretly hid the people or had already moved.

So the angry Dornishmen set their sights farther away, and also looked at their own camp, which was originally very reassuring-

After hundreds of casualties, they finally shot a dragon to death, but a traitor from their own side rescued the little queen. They could not calm their anger, nor could they not doubt that Dorne, who was originally thought to be solid, was still so trustworthy.

Unfortunately, the direction they thought was normal was actually not correct, and the place they had searched thoroughly could not be called a complete search at all -

When the noise subsided and the Dornishmen on both sides of the river changed their direction and disappeared, two heads suddenly broke out from under a big rock in the wide river, watched for a while, and quickly climbed ashore.

This is a very strange combination. It seems that they have been lurking in the river for a long time, but one of the women with silver curly hair is still unconscious at this time.

However, the slightly rising and falling chest silently revealed that she was not drowned.

The other person is a handsome young man with short black hair, a hooked nose and thin lips. His skin tanned by the scorching sun and slightly exotic appearance make him look like a real Dornishman, but the real situation is obviously different from what he saw.

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The surroundings were all raised loess hills on both sides, and the surging river water beside him emitted bursts of rapids. The wounds on his forehead and other parts of his body no longer felt stinging because they were soaked in the river water for a long time, but the linen bandages had been soaked into deep red by blood.

Looking up at the increasingly dazzling sun in the sky, Renly frowned unconsciously, and then looked at the woman lying on the loess surface in front of him.

This little queen named Rhaenys Targaryen should be in her thirties, but she looked like she was twenty-seven or twenty-eight. The silver scale armor she was wearing had been removed and discarded because it was too heavy underwater, so she was now wrapped in only the yellow cashmere cloak that Renly had robbed before, as well as the black padded leather armor jacket and the silk shirt and trousers inside.

She had a head of silver-gold curly long hair, which was now quietly spread on the ground, covered with silt and debris in the river. Her face also looked very dirty, but this did not hide her beauty.

With a high nose bridge and a smooth forehead, the Valyrians are known for their dragon taming and handsomeness, and the one in front of him also has that unique beauty. However, after squatting down and taking a few glances, the black-haired young man quickly pulled out the silver dagger in the leather sheath on his waist, grabbed the other person's beautiful long hair and started cutting it.

The dagger was not particularly sharp, but human hair was more fragile. Bunches of beautiful long hair shining in the sun were cut off by him and thrown into the river behind him. Finally, when the black-haired young man took back the dagger, the beautiful woman who originally had a head of shining silver-gold curly hair had now become a woman with short hair in a strange shape.

Admiring his masterpiece, the black-haired young man nodded with satisfaction, and then suddenly thought of something, raised his hand and touched his chest, but did not touch any ring-like items, and then he looked down at his hand, and did not see anything special.

Renly frowned unconsciously.

The situation was tense at the time. Originally, he jumped into the moat just to swim away from the bottom and escape from the sight of the Dornishmen guarding the gate. However, he didn't expect that once he entered the water, the mermaid's breath ability that he thought he couldn't bring in would work.

Not only that, the moat was connected to the larger river full of sulfur, so things became much easier.

Facing the endless search by the Dornishmen, he simply hid in the river with the woman he rescued. He dived into the water when someone passed by, and surfaced when no one was around, hiding in the shadow under the stone in the river. He basically did this all night.

Thinking about it, he unconsciously glanced at the other person's rosy lips, but then raised his eyes and scanned the surroundings vigilantly.

At this time, the sun is rising high, and the river baked by the scorching sun is filled with thick water vapor. The sand and gravel on both sides are dry and hot, and after crossing the loess hills, there is an endless desert and hills.

There was a high hill standing behind him, so the castle called Hellgate Castle could not be seen. However, Renly did not feel that he had drifted very far, so after taking a short rest to relieve the coldness on his body, he carried the unconscious man on his back and headed towards Escape quickly in the opposite direction.

It is simply an impossible task to escape from the Dornishmen's siege, but considering the identity of this man on his back, Renly feels that he only needs to hold on for a while and then wait for "air rescue".

But where to hide is a problem. There must be water and food, otherwise even if they are not found by the Dornish people, they are likely to starve to death.

Renly didn't know the geography of Dorne, but he didn't need to worry too much about food for the time being. After all, there was a river beside him. Although the water in this river was a bit turbid, it was difficult to find some food in it. It's not that difficult either.

He was thinking about another question at this time.

"I don't know how to save him, wake him up?"

Among the three tasks, he consciously risked his life to complete one, but no reward has appeared since last night, which made him a little confused for a moment.

However, this did not affect his actions. Although he expected rescue to appear, this place was too close to the Dornish castle. He could not hide in the river all the time, nor could he find some hidden places to hide that even the locals did not know. .

So he rushed downstream along the river with his target on his back, deciding to stay away from this place first.

On the edge of the river filled with yellow sand, a figure carrying a woman on his back slowly moved forward.

As they kept walking, the sun rose higher and higher, and the rays it emitted became hotter and hotter. The thick leather armor and shirt and trousers on the body that were originally wet became dry and pleasant, and then became dry. The woman on the back became even more... It made him feel uncomfortable all over.

The padded leather jacket on the opponent's body seemed to have turned into a heater at this time, constantly exuding a sultry breath towards him - this thing was essential when wearing armor, but now it seemed to be a bit cumbersome.

But despite this, he didn't peel off the thick coat like he was wearing armor. Instead, he reluctantly endured it. When he couldn't bear it anymore, he temporarily stopped on his way, and then jumped into the nearby river to relieve the scorching heat.

Maybe my attention was focused elsewhere, but I didn't encounter any benefactors along the way, nor did I see any changes in the environment, as if the river and the desert wilderness were endless.

The day passed quietly, and when night fell, the thick coat that was previously a burden now became an important item to keep warm and ward off the cold.

Under the dim moonlight, Renly, who was tired from walking, slumped down on the loess surface of the river bank, shivering. His eyes were fixed on the bloated woman lying in front of him, and he always felt that the yellow cloak on her body was a bit unnecessary.

But before he could think about whether he should pull this thing out and wrap it around himself, he suddenly noticed that one of the fingers lying on the ground moved slightly.

Renly was startled by this, but before he could take a closer look, a message flashed in his mind——

[You have gained a new skill: Poison Making LV5]

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