Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Stormland, Tongmen City.

Cleopatra landed slowly on the balcony of the castle, and the vines on the rock wall were scorched yellow by the scorching airflow.

Two Hewan guards heard the movement and ran over to check it out. Seeing that it was Bailong, they hurriedly saluted and greeted him.

"Is my father there?" Samwell jumped off the dragon's back and straightened his hair that was blown by the wind.

"Lord Randyll is in the lobby on the first floor."

"Okay." Samwell nodded to the two, followed the spiral staircase to the first floor and entered the hall.

Earl Randall was dealing with military affairs, and when he saw Samwell coming in, he only nodded slightly, and continued to listen to the reports of the officers.

Samwell found a place to sit down, poured himself a glass of red wine, and took a sip.

This is not a formal military meeting, but to deal with some military affairs, such as a horseman lost a war horse, a logistics soldier stole the master's ham, unclean camp techniques made many soldiers sick, etc. of.

Marching and fighting is actually boring most of the time, and strategic planning and battlefield charge are just short highlights.

The coach must endure tedious and boring foreplay in exchange for that moment of glory.

After Samwell drank three glasses of wine, Earl Randall finally finished handling the military affairs. After waving his hand to let the officers leave, he walked over and poured himself a glass of wine, saying:

"There's really nothing you can do about the accident in High Court this time, and you don't have to be too disappointed, Storm's End will not be able to escape there, there will be chances in the future..."

"I've captured Storm's End." Samwell said with a smile, and watched the change of his father's face while drinking.

Earl Landau was expressionless, but his eyes betrayed the shock in his heart:

"Yeah, it's pretty fast. How did you hit it?"

"Actually, it's mainly due to my younger brother..." Samwell narrated the whole story of the capture of Storm's End.

Earl Randle was silent for a while after hearing this.

"I didn't expect Dickon to be so impulsive..." Samwell sighed, "Fortunately, there is no danger."

"It's really too reckless." Earl Randall said in a complicated tone.

After pausing for a moment, he hesitated and asked again:

"Sam, do you ever feel that your brother...is not the same as before?"

"It's really changed a lot." Samwell echoed, and didn't know how to tell his father.

Could it be said that the younger brother was resurrected from the dead, and now he is the tool of the King of Light?

"I have carefully questioned the knights and soldiers who went to Dorne." Earl Randall sipped his wine, and continued, "They all said that Dickon had been lying in the coffin for five days before he suddenly woke up."

Samwell was about to speak, but his father suddenly looked at him with piercing eyes, and said:

"And you. They said they found you in the ruins of the Tianji City Holy Church. The fire burned everything to ashes, but you didn't have the slightest burn. So, you...have you all died? Once?"

Samwell wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know how to speak when the words came to his lips.

Because, in fact, he really wasn't Samwell Tarly anymore.

This body had already changed its soul three years ago.

Even if Tianjicheng did not die, the eldest son of Earl Landau had died three years ago.

Earl Landau looked at his son's expression and seemed to understand something, but suddenly asked an irrelevant question:

"Do you remember who the ancestor of the Tully family was?"

Although Samwell didn't understand why his father jumped onto this topic suddenly, he nodded and said, "They are the twin sons of Garth the 'Green Hand', Haron the Hunter and Halledon the Horn."

"Yes." Earl Randall's eyes were dark and his tone was ethereal. "It is said that their brothers married a forest witch and spent a long time in Horn Hill far beyond ordinary people. Do you know why they lived so long?"

Samwell recalled the story of the two brothers: "It is said that they would make love with the forest witch every full moon to continue their lives..."

Having said that, Samwell suddenly understood Earl Landau's hint——

The father actually thought that he and his younger brother had inherited the "excellent tradition" of the ancestors of the Tully family, shared the red robe witch together, and gained the ability to resurrect from the dead...

However, from the perspective of Earl Landau, this seems to be the most reasonable explanation.

After all, when the two brothers "resurrected from the dead", it was the time when the red-robed witch Melisandre appeared.

If Earl Randall saw Melisandre, who now has a big belly, he would be more convinced of his thoughts.

Samwell defended weakly: "Father, it's not what you think..."

"Okay." Earl Randall raised his hand to interrupt his son, and gave him a look full of meaning, "Since that woman can bring you strength, I will not interfere. As long as you don't appear to marry her Just a ridiculous idea."

"Of course not." Samwell decided not to explain, otherwise he would only talk more and more.

As for the younger brother becoming a tool man of the King of Light, he should find a way to solve it himself. Lord Randyll could not be of much help in this regard.

"Has Crow's Nest Castle been taken down?" Earl Randall thought he had figured out the truth of the matter, and then changed the subject.

"It has been defeated. The Clinton family is no longer what it used to be, and there is no resistance at all. I asked Todd Buddha to stay and guard the castle. Father, where are you?"

"We captured the Hay Hall, and when we were preparing to head for the Harvest Hall, we received an order to withdraw our troops and returned to Tongmen City."

"Hay Hall... is the territory of the Errol family, right? Who did you leave there?"

"Gals Hightower."

Samwell knew that this was the second son of the Earl of Old Town, a rather calm young knight.

The Hightower family is also considered a member of the Horse Party, and Earl Landau's arrangement is not surprising.

"How long will it take for your army to arrive?" Earl Landau asked again.

Samwell himself had flown here on a dragon, leaving the army behind to be led by Chemen.

"It is estimated that there are still four or five days."

Earl Randall thought for a while, and said: "Then don't wait, I will lead the large army back to the river bend tomorrow morning. Since you have a dragon, you can fly to the Bitter Bridge to meet Lady Olenna first, and find out what happened What."

"Okay." Samwell put down his wine glass and nodded in agreement.

In fact, he was also anxious to know what the current situation in the river bend was.

After leaving the hall, Samwell was not in a hurry to set off.

Cleopatra was already tired from flying all the way from Storm's End, and she couldn't bear to fly back to the Reach.

One person and one dragon rested overnight in Tongmen City, before setting off the next morning.

All the way to the west, flying over the royal forest, rested once at the upper reaches of the Lambun River, and replenished some food in Green Valley City, and finally arrived at the Bitter Bridge in the evening of the third day.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyed the Mande River into a golden silk, and many boys and girls gathered by the river to enjoy the beauty of the autumn evening.

Cleopatra's arrival caused some minor disturbances.

After Samwell settled the white dragon, he entered the castle amidst all kinds of adoration and admiration.

"Lord Caesar, welcome to the Bridge of Bitterness." Baron Lorent Caswell greeted him in person with a very warm attitude.

"Master Lorent." Samwell greeted politely, then asked directly, "Is Miss Margery here?"

"Your fiancée is praying in the church. I'll take you there."

"good."

The two walked through the gate and walked along the corridor. Every few steps along the way, you can meet heavily armed guards, wearing steel armor, holding shields and long spears, and guarding vigilantly.

A tense and chilling atmosphere was circulating, and Samwell's mood became heavy.

Before coming to the church, Baron Lorente said goodbye politely.

Samwell thanked, and then pushed open the heavy oak door.

The rich and sweet smell of honey candles hits the face, accompanied by the crisp singing of prayers.

The opening of the door stopped the prayers in the church.

"Sam?" Margaery Tyrell called out in surprise after seeing who was coming.

She was wearing a dark green silk dress with a buckskin shawl outside, and was kneeling in front of the statue of the Virgin Mary to pray. She was accompanied by two young girls, who seemed to be the two daughters of Baron Llorente.

"Three beautiful ladies, I hope I have not disturbed you."

"Of course not." Margaery smiled, but the worry in her eyes still couldn't be concealed.

The two daughters of Baron Lorente also stood up and saluted Samwell, and then left consciously, leaving the church to the long-lost couple.

The moment the wooden door closed again, Margaery couldn't bear it anymore, and threw herself into Samwell's arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry. I'm back. Tell me what happened in Highgarden, and I will definitely help the Tyrell family take it back..." Samwell stroked his fiancée's back, feeling her body The temperature and trembling, and the swollen belly...

Samwell was stunned for a moment, because the first time he saw Margaery, he found that she was thin and haggard.

But why does the stomach...

Samwell realized something, quickly supported Margaery's shoulders, and asked:

"you are pregnant?"

There were two tears streaming down Margery's face, and the deer-like eyes were mixed with sadness and joy.

She nodded, as if crying or laughing:

"Yes, Sam, I have your child."