Earl Haman marched north with a thousand cavalry, and it took him three days to arrive at the salt-alkali lake at the source of the Sulfur River. Many of the traces of the battle had been buried by the wind and sand, but broken pieces could still be seen from time to time.
Limbs and broken weapons. Everyone's expressions became solemn. Haman didn't believe that the stranger could kill most of the one hundred Dornish cavalry. He thought that an army was lurking in, but after seeing those
After seeing the broken sword and the corpse of the dead, his thoughts changed somewhat.
Ulric jumped off the horse, picked up several human and horse limbs through his gloves, pointed to the neat and smooth cuts on them and said: "Count, please look at these severed places."
"The enemy has a very sharp weapon!" Haman said: "Perhaps it is made of Valyrian steel."
Before the destruction of Valyria, the dragon kings used dragon flames to melt steel, and added some magic and witchcraft, so they had the hardest Valyrian steel in the world. On the continent of Westeros, a
A weapon forged from Valyrian steel that could serve as an heirloom for a top family.
"No, he was empty-handed! No weapon was used at all!"
The nobles who were escorted along shouted, "It is a devil!"
"It's pitiful. The Baron used to be a very brave man. I don't know how many women liked him, but he was so scared that he became like this!"
"You don't understand. He is exaggerating the enemy's strength in order to reduce the stain on himself."
"Oh, is that so? But he is still a coward!"
"That's right! There were a hundred of them, and they were scared away by one person!"
The cynicism came from all directions, and the Baron's face turned pale. He clenched the hilt of the sword in his hand. He wanted to shout that he had tried his best, but the people around him would not believe it. Feel free to laugh at me, you guys.
Bastard, one day I have to prove that I am not a coward!
Haman and Ulric acted as if they had not heard the whispers around them. They led their men and horses to search over and over for several kilometers, and finally found the bodies of about twenty victims. There were also
More than thirty horses escaped. There was no other water source around. After the horses escaped, they returned to the edge of the lake under the double blow of hunger and thirst.
As for other missing mounts and riders, they can be regarded as dead.
"A hundred-man army was wiped out by just one person."
The raven had brought the surrounding movements and found no signs of the army or horse bandits, so these people were all killed by the stranger. Haman looked at the vast yellow sand, his voice was low and powerful, "In
I know of only one creature in history that can do such a thing."
"Dragon." Urick said: "Only an adult dragon has such a powerful force!"
Haman's voice became softer, "The Targaryen family prospered because of the dragon, and perished because of the disappearance of the dragon. The dragon is beyond our control, but the stranger is human. If we can
Get his blood..."
Ulric's eyes were full of excitement, "Then our Uller family will definitely become stronger!"
He looked back at Nymeria, who was looking for the corpse of the deceased by the lake, then moved closer to his brother and whispered: "Nymeria had a good relationship with Chen before, and we can let her take people to the north.
Look for traces of strangers!"
Nymeria felt shock and fear in her heart, but she felt more regret. She saw the corpses of the soldiers, and imagined how Chen told a joke on the sand dunes, and then killed these people without mercy.
What a ruthless person to kill, and what a terrifying force!
And he actually thought about poisoning him!
She recalled the scene on the day Chen left. There was a bright moon in the sky. He spread his wings in mid-air and flew into the distance. Such a powerful force, such a terrible person, once made a promise to me, as long as I ask for it
, he will definitely go back and be satisfied.
It's a pity that regret grabbed her heart. If she hadn't done something like poisoning that day...
In the distance, Ulric shouted Nymeria's name loudly, waving his arms to let her pass. Nymeria jumped on the horse and ran over.
"Nymeria, my daughter," Haman Uler asked everyone else to step back, and then said: "I have seen the power of the strangers, and I decided to let you lead people to the north immediately."
"To the north?"
"Yes, find him and bring his blood back! Or... kill him!"
It was like a lightning exploded in her mind. Nymeria was shocked and realized that the idea she had just vaguely thought was consistent with what her father meant. However, I once poisoned him!
"That doesn't matter." Haman looked up and down his daughter's body. "Beauty is the most powerful weapon in this world. My daughter, your beauty is not inferior to Princess Arianne of Sunspear. As long as you are willing to work hard, you will be the most powerful weapon in this world."
No man can block your beauty."
Nymeria is a noble. She is not as dark-skinned as the average Dornish people. Instead, she has a milky white color, which is so white that it shines under the sunlight. She pondered for a while and said: "If you really want to
To bring back Chen's bloodline, I have to go back to Prison Gate Castle first."
The scenery of "the place where the dragon fell" is still the same, no different from yesterday, and no different from the past hundreds of years. The owner of the fruit stand placed a few watermelons under the shed and stood there, silently watching the comings and goings.
The crowds. Hellgate Castle is located on the edge of the Sulfur River, and there are many caravans coming and going, so his business has always been very good.
"Boss, bring me a watermelon!"
Nymeria appeared in front of the fruit stall with her guards. The boss was surprised by her beauty, but he was just surprised. He turned back to the yard and shouted: "Mufasa, grab a watermelon!"
The son responded in the yard, turned the wheel, and pulled up the hanging basket. The watermelon was picked in the morning, washed and frozen in the well. In the afternoon when it was hot, he picked it up and took a bite. It felt cold.
It filled the whole chest.
Mufasa put the watermelon on the table, and the boss came over with a watermelon knife and asked: "Do you want to take it back to eat or just cut it here?"
Several guards came closer intentionally or unintentionally. They had checked beforehand and found that the boss here had lived locally for many years, but they still could not let down their guard. The Dornish people were good at martial arts and poisons, and they could not let down their guard at any time.
Nymeria laughed, her smile mixed with the innocence of a girl and the charm of a woman, which made people dazzled, "Just cut it here. If you take it back, it won't be so cold."
The boss raised the knife and cut the watermelon into two. Nymeria picked up a piece and took a bite. It was indeed very cold and delicious. She finished one piece by herself and then asked the guards to share the rest.
Clean. After wiping her palms, she said to the boss: "I heard that the stranger left the horses with you?"
The boss was silent for a while and said, "Yes."
Nymeria said: "Do you know that horse is mine?"
"It was once yours." The boss emphasized.
"Chen killed several nobles and dozens of soldiers, and you still dare to help him raise horses?" Nymeria sneered, "Don't you know that this is treason and the whole family will be executed?"
"I am not treasonous."
"Huh, you mean no?" Nymeria rubbed the hilt of the sword, and several armored guards slowly came closer. The weapons had been drawn out. The boss took a step back, still holding the watermelon knife in his right hand.
, his left hand had already reached the handle of the scimitar. Mufasa rushed out with the scimitar and stood beside his father.
The enemy is very powerful, with many people, and the leader is the daughter of the local earl. No matter how you look at it, they have no hope of victory. Besides, even if they can fight a bloody road, what can they do? They don't have the skills of strangers.
There is no way to defeat one against a hundred.
But even so, they will not surrender.
Nymeria looked at the father and son who were trying to resist, and said with a smile: "Relax, I don't want to kill you, but I am doing something good. Mufasa, your name is Mufasa, right?"
"yes!"
Mufasa was attracted by her smile and couldn't help but look at her a few more times, but then he reacted. He clenched the scimitar in his hand, straightened his chest and said, "I am Mufasa!"
Nymeria saw that the other party's ears were a little red, and she couldn't help laughing like a silver bell, "Mufasa, are you willing to be my attendant? If you make great achievements, you may be named a knight in the future.
oh!"
It's not that there are no knights in Dorne, but it is a little different from other places in Westeros. Becoming a knight means becoming the lowest noble, which is a major improvement in class. Nymeria gave such a good
However, Mufasa just turned his head and looked at his father, looking a little at a loss.
The boss was silent for a while while holding the watermelon knife, and then asked: "What will happen if we refuse?"
"If you refuse, then you can only use your blood to wash away the shame of the Dornish people." Nymeria stood up, "I think you should not be so stupid."
The boss glanced at his son and said, "Mufasa, do you want to be an attendant?"
"I...I don't know!"
There was a look of surprise on Nymeria's face, "Wouldn't it be better to be my attendant than to sell watermelons here? I know you fruit merchants have to get up before dawn every morning to go to the sand and transport them to the city.
After you come here, you can't earn a few copper coins from a watermelon. If no one comes to buy it, the watermelon will end up being used to feed animals. But if you become my attendant, the situation will be different. You only need to make some every day
For an easy job, you can get a lot of money, and I will also send people to divide the fields for you outside the city as a reward for your loyalty to me."
The boss still responded with silence, but Mufasa blurted out: "Then do we still have to pay taxes on our land?"
"I am the only daughter of Earl Uler. As my attendant, of course I don't need to pay taxes!"
Mufasa put down the scimitar and said, "Then I am willing to be your attendant."
