Chapter 127 Conflict

"Your king will not chop off my head."

Mance Rayder shrugged without any fear on his face, "Because I ate bread and salt at his banquet, I am protected by the guest's rights. Moreover, I have no interest in the iron chair under him, he Why take the risk of offending the gods and kill a person who is not a threat to yourself."

"But you were once a night watchman who swore to protect the Great Wall, right?" Samwell took a sip of his wine, with a half-smile, "If I remember correctly, once a night watchman defected, he would be beheaded. I believe that Lord de Stark would be more than happy to execute you with his own hands."

"I didn't expect you to know me so well." There was still no fear on Mance's face, "However, you don't need to scare me, I don't see any malice in your eyes. Just like I came here this time, there is no malice .

Seeing that he couldn't scare the other party, Samwell stopped pestering her and asked instead: "Then, Your Majesty Mance, what are you doing here? You don't really want to taste a Dornish wife, do you?"

Mance laughed loudly: "Don't call me Your Majesty, you are not my people. As for the purpose of my coming here, I just want to meet the king south of the Great Wall and see what kind of person he is."

"Now you see it." Samwell asked with great interest, "What kind of person do you think Your Majesty Robert is?"

"A rusty sword." Mance Rayder blurted out, "Maybe it used to be sharp, but now it's blunt."

Mance looked at the lively open-air banquet in the distance with his small eyes, and seemed to be able to see clearly the king who was drinking to his heart's content on the main seat:

"He is a typical summer knight. Living in a warm and humid climate, it is difficult to maintain toughness and sharpness. But..."

Samwell spoke at the right time and added for him: "Winter is coming?"

Mance took a serious look at the young man beside him: "You are a vassal of the Stark family? Why don't I remember that there is a Caesar family in the north?"

Samwell shook his head and said, "No, I'm from Hewan. As you said, I'm also a summer knight."

Mance looked Samwell up and down, his eyes full of inquiry:

"Few summer knights understand the harshness and danger of winter."

Samwell's face also became serious: "Your Excellency Mance, could it be that you have discovered something?"

"What do you think we'll find?" Mance asked back.

Samwell tentatively: "For example, the White Walker?"

Mance laughed again: "The story of the White Walker has been told for thousands of years, but no one has seen it. Neither have we."

Samwell breathed a sigh of relief. Although he knew that the long summer was not over and the White Walkers would not appear, he was always worried that his butterfly wings would cause some inexplicable changes.

"Then, Mr. Mance, why are you so worried? You even took the risk to go south of the Great Wall because of it."

Hearing that Samwell said he was worried, Mance did not deny it, he was silent for a moment, and said after deliberation:

"Although we didn't see the White Walkers, we saw giants, mammoths, and children of the forest... These ancient races that should have disappeared in the long river of time reappeared in the land of eternal winter. This is not a good sign .

Moreover, this summer has lasted for more than eight years, too long, too long... According to past experience, after a long summer, there will inevitably be a terrible long winter.

Your Excellency Caesar, winter is coming. "

Mance's tone seemed to carry the extremely cold wind and snow blowing on his face, which made Samwell stand for a long time, lost in thought.

In fact, he also knows that not only those ancient races, but even the strange ghosts will appear in the land of eternal winter with the end of the long summer.

They will bring terrible disasters to this continent.

Samwell wanted to sit on the Iron Throne wholeheartedly. Apart from his personal ambition, he also wanted to mobilize the forces of the Seven Kingdoms in a unified way when the White Walkers came, so as to survive this natural disaster.

Otherwise, according to the chaos in Westeros in the original book, it may not be able to stop the pace of the White Walkers.

Although several "protagonists" have faintly revealed the ability to save the world, Samwell does not want to pin his fate on others.

Just when Samwell was planning to inquire more about the situation north of the Great Wall with Mance Rayder, the King Beyond the Wall, he discovered that a riot broke out in the main banquet venue.

"Summer knight, huh!" Mance sneered, as if he disdained this kind of conflict, and returned to biting the barbecue in his hand.

Samwell temporarily left the King Beyond the Wall and walked back to the main venue.

"She must be punished! She must be punished!" Queen Cersei's sharp voice echoed in the air.

Hand of the King, Duke Ed persuaded: "Your Majesty, let's find out what happened first..."

"What happened?" Queen Cersei pointed at her son, "Look at what she has done to Joffrey? Eddard Stark, you must hand her over!"

Samwell also saw Prince Joffrey at this time, and found that his right hand was dripping with blood, his face was full of tears, and he shrank behind his mother in a miserable appearance.

No way.

Samwell thought to himself, wouldn't Joffrey and Arya have conflicts like in the original book?

Duke Renly looked at his nephew with a smile, and asked, "Joffrey, how could you be made like this by a girl?"

"She set the wolf on me!" Joffrey shrieked.

"She won't let the wolf bite you for no reason?"

"I... I just saw her practicing sword alone there, so I proposed a competition..."

"You're going to fight a little girl?" Lord Renly's sarcasm was barely concealed.

"I do it for my mother's honor!" cried Prince Joffrey petulantly. "She insulted my mother! That's why I want to teach her a lesson."

"Then you were taught a lesson by her. Good nephew, you really have..."

"Shut up!" King Robert yelled at his brother, then turned to look at his son, "You challenged her, and she let the wolf bite you?"

"Yes!" Prince Joffrey's face was a bit hideous, "She did it on purpose! She just wanted to break my arm!"

"Robert!" Queen Cersei gritted her teeth. "That girl did this to your son! She must be punished!"

"Okay." King Robert was also a little helpless, "Ed, call your daughter, I want to ask her about her situation."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Duke Eddie sighed secretly, bowed and saluted, and then strode away.

Samwell saw everything in his eyes, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

Unexpectedly, the lion and the wolf still had a conflict, but the reason has changed slightly. This time there is no butcher's apprentice, but for the "glory of the queen".

Could it be that these two families are really incompatible?

However, with the tempers of Arya Stark and Prince Joffrey, it is not surprising that conflicts occur.

After this kind of thing happened, everyone was in no mood to entertain, the atmosphere of the banquet disappeared, and everyone was quietly waiting for Arya's arrival.

But after waiting for a while, I saw Duke Ed's attendants rushing over and reporting:

"Your Majesty, Miss Arya is missing. The Duke has already arranged for someone to search for it. He asked me to apologize to you."

Queen Cersei immediately began to sneer: "Missing? Could it be that Eddard Stark hid his daughter? They wolf family..."

"Shut up, woman!" Robert growled impatiently.

Afterwards, he stood up and announced, "That's all for today. Let's discuss this matter after Ed finds his daughter."

After finishing speaking, he left the banquet.

Everyone also returned to the camp to rest.

Early the next morning, after Samwell got up, he washed up briefly.

When I was going to have breakfast, I found that the King Beyond the Wall, Mance Rayder, was still there.

"Good morning, Mr. Bell." Samwell stepped forward to greet him with a smile.

"Good morning, Lord Caesar." Mance also smiled back, as if he really regarded himself as a bard.

Samwell also had to admire this person's courage, knowing that his identity was exposed and he did not run away.

"Did the little Stark girl find it later?"

"Not yet, Duke Ed is very anxious." Mance shook his head, "I heard from them that the king has sent people to Farmer's Castle and asked Earl Darry to bring people to assist in the search."

Samwell nodded, knowing that Farmer's Castle is the closest castle nearby, and the Darry family is more familiar with this area.

It seems that Arya is really wild enough to dare to run away alone at night.

Waving goodbye to Mance Rayder, Samwell continued to walk towards the dining tent.

On the way, Samwell suddenly felt that this might be a good opportunity to get in touch with the new Hand of the King, Duke Ed, and he just wanted to see if this well-known honest man in Game of Thrones could become his next help in planning.

So after breakfast, Samwell also volunteered to join the search team.

In the bushes by the river, Arya Stark was hungry and tired.

She knew she was in trouble.

It was no small matter that the wolves had bitten Prince Joffrey.

They will kill Nymeria the wolf pup.

So, Arya drove Nymeria away.

At first, the wolf cub was unwilling to leave his master, until she beat him, scolded him, and threw stones at him, then Nymeria went into the jungle sadly and disappeared.

At this time, Arya couldn't help crying again.

After crying, she still didn't dare to go back, just wandering aimlessly in the forest like an abandoned little beast.

Suddenly, she heard an eagle cry.

Looking up, she saw a falcon with pure white tail wings circling above her head.

It's so beautiful.

Arya thought.

The next moment, there was a rustling sound in the forest, as if someone was chasing him.

Arya panicked inexplicably, and ran away.

Then, she heard the sound of galloping horses.

Getting closer.

"ah-"

A big hand grabbed her by the collar and lifted her up.

"Don't be afraid. I'm your father's friend."

(end of this chapter)