Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web.

Chapter 229: The Life and Death of the Sea Monster

The storm was fierce.

The abandoned "Crow's Eye" had not yet drowned.

But he had already lost consciousness, his eyes rolled back, gradually drifting away with the raging waves, heading east, just approaching a warship.

First capture this "sea monster", then deal with that sea monster with all our strength.

Joffrey issued an order to the "Oakenshield".

Ding ~

Falia Flowers and all the officers of the "Oakenshield" received the decree at the same time.

"Quick!"

Earl Humphrey Hewett in the cabin immediately ordered everyone, "Quickly bring the hateful Crow's Eye up! Keep him alive! His Majesty wants to personally judge his sins!"

The Kingsguard remained unmoved.

Looking at the Six-Pointed Star Warriors beside them, the knights still resolutely rushed out of the cabin door.

"Falia," Earl Humphrey Hewett was still not satisfied, "I appoint you as my representative. In the name of House Hewett, arrest Crow's Eye! Then escort him to His Majesty yourself!"

It was both an honor and a challenge.

Falia Flowers had no choice but to bow and follow in the footsteps of the knights.

Just going out was a difficulty.

The storm was no joke.

The violent sea breeze was carrying raindrops the size of beans straight into people's faces, with swift force, making people unable to open their eyes, unable to breathe, and pushing people back constantly.

Falia had not yet received the Grace of the Gods.

So she could only use the body of an ordinary girl to work hard and move forward, breaking through one visible and invisible obstacle after another, just like so many years before.

She knew that her father still held her in contempt.

So many knights had already acted, and there were also the King's Guards, so where was the need for a weak woman like her?

But he just wanted to see her make a fool of herself!

Perhaps more than that. The storm was so dangerous, anything could happen.

She could have refused.

But seeing that none of the other knights stopped her, unwilling to say a word for her, and even happy to see it happen.

Falia was determined not to let them have their way.

She took it seriously.

That's right, escorting Euron Crow's Eye to King Joffrey was indeed a great honor.

This person can be me.

And it can only be me, Falia Flowers, a mere bastard girl!

Gods bless, let me be blessed by the King and become the liaison officer of the "Oakenshield". Finally, there is a glimmer of hope, and I must seize the opportunity!

And go further!

She gritted her teeth, grabbed any fixed object she could touch, and moved step by step…

Finally, the wind and rain suddenly became many times more violent!

She could only lower her head deeply, close her eyes, and breathe the air with all her strength.

She couldn't feel anything clearly. But she knew in her heart that she had arrived on the deck. The storm was proof.

It seemed like a long, long time before she finally adapted a little.

She shielded her brow with one hand and opened her eyes.

The deck of the "Oakenshield" had changed a lot. Originally, a flat open space had been erected with criss-crossing fence nets. All the boxes and cabinets were firmly nailed to the deck, as if they had become one, no, it was indeed a whole!

The Kingsguard on board! Falia quickly realized.

The Grace of the Gods! Falia remembered the name introduced on the light curtain. Holy Artificer.

What an enviable power.

Her eyes couldn't help but reveal a longing light. If she could have such power, she would be truly considered a high-ranking figure, respected by all.

She also knew.

Only the King has the ability to bestow such power to the world, which is called "Sharing the Grace of God".

Must see the King as soon as possible!

She bit her lip, aimed at Crow's Eye's direction, and then tightly grasped the railing and slowly moved forward.

I have to say, with these supports, moving on the deck has become much safer and easier. As long as you climb and move between the railings according to the rhythm, and ensure that the support is firm, you can avoid being swept away by the storm.

The slender and flexible Falia quickly caught up with the knights in front.

Although the knights had actually stopped.

Learning from the knights, Falia twisted her body between the railings, clinging to the edge of the port side and looking down.

She immediately understood the knights' hesitation.

Just looking with your eyes, the sea below is enough to make people frightened and retreat.

The waves are so fierce and vicious. Turning over, rolling over, crashing and overlapping each other, giving birth to terrifying waves of several feet high that cannot be seen to the end.

If a person falls down, they will disappear silently in an instant.

Falia couldn't help but sigh.

She tried to look into the distance. A looming blurry figure floated on the edge of the light.

Crow's Eye. How could he still be floating on the sea?

Could it be that the Drowned God of the Iron Islands really blessed him? Greyjoy. Sea monster.

That's right.

Sea monsters already exist, so what else is impossible?

Recalling the disgusting tentacles she had glimpsed just now, Falia couldn't help but tremble all over, and immediately stopped doubting.

So, how to get Crow's Eye up?

Falia pondered for a long time in distress, but found that she had no ability at all. The knights must have stopped because of this.

"Look!" A knight pointed to the front left.

Falia and the others looked over. The hull of the "Oakenshield" gathered into a large wooden ball in one place, and a straight pole stretched out from the wooden ball, gradually lengthening.

It's still an artificer. Falia immediately understood.

Like the other knights, she stood on the deck in the rain, enduring the gale, watching the wooden pole approach Crow's Eye on the sea bit by bit, and then change shape, enveloping his entire body.

Crow's Eye was captured.

Falia, who acted as an audience throughout the whole process, didn't have any sense of accomplishment, and was even a little confused.

Her father's order was ridiculous.

She realized at this time. The King truly needs, and has the ability to complete this task, only the Kingsguard sent by the King.

Oakenshield Island? "Oakenshield"?

Being able to act as a foil is already a great honor. How dare you ask for more?

The Kingsguard had already made their attitude clear.

Oakenshield Island, and even the entire Shield Islands, are nothing to King Joffrey. Whether they submit or resist, the ending is probably the same.

Falia suddenly realized that the Shield Islands had not yet set up a governor.

Who will it be?

Those words of Beric Dondarrion appeared in her mind again. Will it be me?

Do I have a choice?

Falia never dared to take herself too seriously. She understood that the King might not have cared about her at all, or even heard her name.

Her choice can only determine her own destiny, but it cannot affect anything else.

Who to choose? Oakenshield Island? The King?

Falia inexplicably curved the corners of her mouth. Is there still a need to choose? Oakenshield Island has already rejected me. The King represents the will of the gods!

She returned the same way and entered the cabin.

The dent in the hull was gradually recovering, and Euron Crow's Eye had been dragged back into the cabin.

"Father," she stood straight and met the gaze of the noble Earl Hewett, "Please rest assured, I will personally escort this sinner to His Majesty's throne."

Without waiting for the Earl to respond, Falia walked towards the silent Crow's Eye on her own.

Beric Dondarrion next to him smiled faintly.

Falia crouched down. Crow's Eye in front of her had pale eyes and a stiff face.

Really not dead?

She stretched out a finger and poked Crow's Eye's throat.

Poof ~

Crow's Eye suddenly sat up and spat out a mouthful of seawater.

Falia immediately took two steps back.

Under everyone's gaze, Crow's Eye's pupils regained their color, and his soul returned.

The next moment.

Roar ~ ~ ~

The sea monster's cry changed.

It became even more high-pitched and strange, making mortal hearts beat wildly and spirits tremble.

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