King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 617 Offering Treasures (Part 2)

Are you serious?

Igor almost asked, Asha had confided it to him months ago, but at the time, he thought it was all made up by this bitch to get oneself to let her go rhetoric, who would have thought...she wasn't joking?

It took half a second to digest the surprise in his stomach, and when he really spoke, his tone had been adjusted to be quite calm.

"Are you sure? Even after all this?"

"It's not who I am on the Iron Islands that I love, it's the land where I was born and raised." Asha's eyes are clear and firm, "This kind of love will not change because of anyone's misunderstanding or prejudice against me - I'm sure."

(Good middle two's lines. )
Igor got goosebumps and resisted the urge to shiver.

For an egoist like him, it is a difficult mission to understand Asha's selfless and selfless love like a mother. The dark speculation of the barbarian type formed in his mind almost instantly: For Kraken's daughter, who had nothing left, "deep love for the land of the Iron Islands" was probably the last driving force to support her life. She didn't really love Iron Islands at all, but forced oneself to think that oneself loved Iron Islands, so as to create a life goal for oneself, so that she could stick to it.

But Igor will never forget to get rid of the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain: in addition to oneself, there are lay people in the world who regard everything as business and transactions, and there are also Aemon Targaryen, Benjen Stark, and others. Denys Mallister...that kind of guy who is really straightforward and upright.

For aliens, even if he can't be respectful, he is at least willing to respect other people's choices.

Igor was long sighed.

This gift is not easy to get.

Dragonsteel A is a priceless treasure, but "making the archipelago prosperous and powerful" is also a vague and elusive goal: how prosperous, how prosperous, and how... what is the fulfillment of the promise? When a deal is made, who will have the final say?
He began to search for his memory in his subconscious—is there any way to get rich for the people of Iron Island among those programs on CCTV that he liked to watch?
……

"Thank you for your gift, Miss Asha." After thinking about it, Igor decided to do Tai Chi first, not to talk too much, "I don't want to talk too much about your ideal. Dare to make too many guarantees, I can only promise: I will give my full support to the best of my ability."

Not the most wanted answer, but Asha is basically satisfied: this guy in front of him is a complete bastard. Fake, but haven't been shameless, will take oneself stuff for nothing.

"In addition to presenting this armor, I have another matter to report to Lord Commander, which is a secret inside Night's Watch. I hope you can screen out irrelevant personnel."

There were only three people in the room. Whoever Asha was referring to was irrelevant. I could figure it out with my toes.

The Red Woman looked towards Igor with a blank face, and saw the man hesitated for a while, and finally gave her a slight nod and gave her a look: "Ms. Melisandre, please go back to the side room to rest first, if If you need anything else, I'll send someone to summon."

"As you wish, Lord Commander." The witch nodded agreed, turning and walking towards the door, passing Asha as she passed. She pulled her hand in an instant, kneaded a bit, and then let go of the house with confidence.

Igor keeps the witch with him at all times to avoid the threat of transcendent forces: most spells Melisandre can detect anomalies from a distance, and after physical contact, "most" Will become "any" - as long as Asha is neither a witch nor a disguise, then she is not a threat to Igor.

"There are no 'unrelated people' anymore, let's talk."

Asha rubbed the hand touched by the witch, wondering whether she was nostalgic for the touch or for being touched by the same sex. Feeling disgusted, she took a deep breath: "Lord Commander, do you know what I am called by the people of the Iron Islands now?"

"It must not be a good word." Igor twitched his lips, No interest at all to speculate, "Humans are always infinitely creative when it comes to insulting each other."

"Night's Watch woman whore." Asha said in a flat tone, "This is It is an implicit name because of your fierce name, and those who are not afraid of death will directly say 'Igor's daughter whore'."

What kind of internal secret is this? is it possible that because both sides of the scandal are Night's Watch, so it is an internal secret of Night's Watch?

Igor tilted his head indifferently: "Slandering this thing, the more you care about it, the more lethal it will be to you. If Miss Asha really wants to bring the Iron Islands to a bright future, first of all Gotta learn...to treat other people's words as farts."

"I'm not outraged at being slandered." Asha gave Igor a sullen look, comforting and enlightening on his unfathomable mystery."Ironmen Thinking I'm an incompetent, a traitor, a Kinslayer, I have no complaints, at least these accusations are indeed based on facts... But I haven't touched a man in the two years since Deepwood Motte was captured by you. , is more chaste than Septa, how come you are a woman!"

"What do you want?" Igor was a little confused, snorted, "Unplug all those who poured dirty water on you. Tongue, or beheaded? The mouth of defending the people is better than that of defending the river. You can use any Mad King-style stupor, and in this life, don’t even think about leading the people of the archipelago to anything... a better tomorrow.”

"Of course not." Asha denies it, lifts the head, and suddenly has an inexplicable expression on her face, "What I'm thinking is: anyway, the stigma can't be shaken off, so why should I be scolded for nothing?"

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She came prepared.

There is almost no psychological desire between the two; physical needs barely exist.

After going through hardships, the "strong female leader" that Asha once wanted to build has long since collapsed and can no longer be restored.

But there is another way to take advantage of the Ironmen culture's cult of the strong.

Take the next step.

Since it's impossible for Ironmen to respect and obey oneself, why not make them...awe and obey the man behind oneself?

…

Oh?
Igor raised his eyebrows.

A male and a female together alone are in the same room, and it is a woman who has offered him a pillow twice. Igor understands that his thinking is definitely not an illusion.

Anyway, this time, at least she did a lot better than the last time she yelled at him in public, "I can do anything you want", and the last time she proposed "payment with my body in advance". …

He did not resent it.

The man squinted at the woman, and the woman looked back boldly. After looking at each other for a few seconds, Asha, who didn't wait to refuse to answer, folded the corners of her mouth and raised her scales with both hands with a smile: "Lord Commander, let's not bring up those unpleasant topics, please allow your subordinates to help you...try this Valyria armor."

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( End of this chapter)