Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

After saying that, Zira looked at the three tribal leaders, the chill in his eyes was self-evident, waiting for them to make their final choice.

The three tribal leaders were helpless because they had no choice.

Howling's body is still lying in the hall!

life and death.

Where is the choice?

Chapter 164 The Master's Mission

There is only a faint waning moon in the sky.

The dense forest in the mountains swayed gently in the night wind, making a sound like the rising and falling of the tide.

"Owner……"

"Take it off first, it will be convenient later."

"Someone will see..."

"There are guards guarding the outside..."

"But……"

"Be obedient, this is the master's duty."

Mingyue Mountains.

There is a hot spring not far from the campground.

A string of clear pools are exposed in the dense forest. Three natural pools of different sizes are arranged from high to low, like a string of irregular pearls embedded in the cliff.

The surrounding ancient trees are towering, and the thick vines have grown for countless years.

The vine body reveals a rock-like texture and wraps around the pool like a stone wall.

There was a faint mist in front of me, rising in the night sky.

A woman takes a dip in the pool.

Beautiful long golden hair floating on the misty water.

Benita stood up from the pool, and the warm spring water rolled down her white skin and splashed into the pool.

What was different from usual was that she did not immediately go ashore and put on the black hooded robe, but walked towards his master, Domeric Bolton, naked.

There is a lack of moonlight tonight.

Benita's bright face seemed to be filled with moonlight, revealing her beautiful face in the night. Her waist was extremely slender. The peach and granary were not too big, but they were very upright, plump and strong.

Domeric looked at his personal bodyguard with an indescribable look.

No matter how many times you watch it, you will never get tired of it.

With perfect proportions and amazing curves, it doesn't look like a real person, but a work of art.

Speaking of which, there are roughly four beauties that Domeric has seen in Game of Thrones so far.

Cersei Lannister, Wilfrid Manderly, Benita Anthalion, Sansa Stark.

Needless to say, Cersei has already been beheaded.

Wilfield, his "pen pal", is now at odds with him, and it's usually difficult to get close to him.

The only people Domeric has personally experienced are his fiancée Sansa and personal bodyguard Benita.

They are both beauties.

But the temperament is completely different!

Sansa's delicate and innocent love-mindedness is like a delicate flower in a greenhouse, giving people the illusion that it will break at the touch of a touch.

As for Benita, who was born as a killer, she is even more powerful and attractive. She is like a strong little female leopard. She is full of energy and has a slightly dangerous temperament, which makes people want to stop...

Domeric's eyes were so calm.

Benita felt embarrassed and said: "The water here is so hot, it makes my head feel dizzy..."

"Can it be called a hot spring if it's not hot?"

Domeric sat on a stone in the middle of the hot spring and said seriously.

"Uh-huh." Benita's face turned red. Although she was very patient, her master's hands were not honest at all.

So, she protested with a low breath:

"Master...I am here to report intelligence work to you..."

Today, Benita is not only Domeric's personal bodyguard, she also secretly commands an intelligence team, supervising the entire military camp and surrounding changes.

"Then let me report. Did something happen to the mountain people's village?"

"Yes, Howling, the leader of the Howling Mountain Tribe, was killed. Chief Zira of the Black Ear Tribe has convinced all the mountain tribes to prepare to send troops to the Eagle's Nest City."

"This is indeed good news, what else?"

"And, wait..."

Benita couldn't help but roll her eyes.

She was obviously here to report on her work, but her master always made her hesitate and unable to speak.

bother!

The stars hang high in the deep night sky, spring water flows down from the cliff, and the highest pool is steaming with steam. The temperature drops a few points with each step down, and it is already warm and moderate when we get here.

The long, long and persistent reporting work has finally come to an end.

Benita breathed a long sigh of relief, rubbed her chin, and changed her position.

The warm spring water was as gentle as silk. Domeric knelt behind Benita, filled with indignation.

The mist on the water surface is steaming and the water is splashing.

……

In the lord's thick canvas tent.

Tonight, Domeric decided to let his personal guards perform their duties.

Benita could not refuse, but she was determined not to agree to one of her master's requests.

After all, she wasn't used to sleeping naked!

Helpless, thinking about Benita’s daily hard work.

Domeric, in a rare act of compassion, agreed to her request.

Watching Benita kneeling on the bed, her pretty face rising and falling, she worked hard to serve.

Domeric rested his head on his hands, not feeling sleepy at all.

While he was thinking about how to control the valley next, how to overwhelm the valley nobles in the fastest way and gain their support.

While carelessly twisting Benita into different shapes.

"It's a pity that it's a bit small," Domeric said with some regret, "I'm afraid it's not suitable for playing..."

After being satisfied once again, Domeric held her and fell into a deep sleep.

Benita curled up, her back pressed against Domeric's chest, held in his arms, feeling surrounded by warm masculine breath.

Although this master was still asking himself to do tasks just now.

However, being embraced from behind like this made Benita feel very at ease.

He had a special experience since he was a child. His originally aristocratic family fell into decline, his parents died, and his only brother went into exile overseas.

Benita's thoughts are more mature and she seems out of place with other girls of the same age.

She didn't feel much anger at the initial failure of the assassination and being forced to serve Domeric.

Because Benita knows, or believes that the world is fair.

There is always a price to pay for the benefits.

Domeric protected her from the punishment of the failure of the "Faceless Men" mission, and promised to regain for her everything that the Antalion family had lost in Braavos when the time was right in the future.

In exchange for possession of her, this is fair.

Benita never expected a stranger she met by chance to be kind enough to help her.

Perhaps many aristocratic ladies have felt that they have privileges since they were young, and they feel that everyone around them - especially men should rush to help them and serve them.

But Benita had never had such an idea in her head.

Ever since her family was destroyed and both her parents died, she only remembered that the themes of her daily life were killing and revenge.

This nightmare-like life lasted for several years, developing her perseverance and strong character, until she was spotted by the "Faceless One" and joined the House of Black and White as an apprentice...

Benita sticks to her principles and also believes in the principle of equivalent exchange.

However, there always seems to be some regret.

After all, Benita is a girl under 20 years old.

When I was a little girl, when the Antalion family was still around,

She had also fantasized countless times about what kind of man she would be attracted to in the future, and what kind of person she would spend her whole life hand in hand with.

When she first met Domeric, Benita thought he was just the heir to the Bolton family.

However, as she gradually got along with him, she discovered the differences between Domeric and other noble boys.

In terms of appearance, Domeric has a tall and tall figure, deep eyes, and pale skin that is envied by most nobles.

In terms of skill, Benita knew that her master's swordsmanship was already superb, and even the "Water Dancer" of Braavos might not be able to easily take his sword.

As for the position of power, let alone that.

Honorary Duke, Hand of the King, Prime Minister, the youngest powerful official of the Seven Kingdoms, the controller of King's Landing...

Chapter 165 Stepfather and Husband