A goat and a rabbit, along with a bag full of wild vegetables and berries, immediately made everyone hungry. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Info Zhao Mai handed the prey to the mercenary who was the first to meet him, and sat down beside Tyrion without saying a word, his face was serious and terrifying.

Tyrion was still dressed in a light leather coat, which made him look thin in the cold air. He began to regret that he had taken off his thick fur prematurely. Not long ago, he was a guest on the Great Wall of Desperation, where he chatted and laughed with the night watchman. After leaving the northern border and entering the Riverlands, he couldn't help but feel a little cheerful, and took off his warm clothes early. At this time, he should have enjoyed a pleasant time in the arms of a woman in some warm place in King's Landing or Castle Rock, and he was definitely not guarding an old woman like Catelyn Stark.

He was tossed along the way. First, he walked with his head covered, swaying from side to side on horseback, fearing that he might fall at any moment and break his head and bleed. Later, after taking off the hood, after realizing that the surroundings were the uphill road to Eagle's Nest City, there was no hope of being rescued, and he actually lost the right to ride, and could only rely on his short legs to follow the team. Now his feet were sore and sore, and fatigue could no longer hide the fact that his legs were not the same length, and the painful days of limping and limping had lasted for days. Now, I'm hungry again.

He watched as the mercenaries skillfully separated the sheep and threw the inedible entrails into the pit and buried them. Somehow, looking at the raw meat, he also felt hungry. At this moment, a peeled wild walnut was handed to him.

"Thank you!" he quickly took it and stuffed a few pieces into his mouth. Although it is bitter and astringent, it is good food. Of all the mercenaries, he could sense that the guy named Mike was the strangest, he didn't seem to belong to any kind of people. There is no knightly enthusiasm, no mercenary reality, no nobility pride, no commoner humility. He only cared about the story after story he told, about the dragon, about the gods, about the ancestors (the first people who came into this world).

These stories have given him some care. He doesn't lack water to drink, and he gets some snacks from time to time. He knew that Mike had what it took to feed him, but he didn't, and Tyrion had no problem with that. He thought it was a clever move, and if someone else was hungry and the captive was well fed, the captive would certainly be mistreated in other ways.

Now it was good that everyone gathered by the brook not far from the hillside, where the horses could drink water and the people could wash. A wild goat can make everyone happy, so why don't he share a bowl of goat soup!The only fool who didn't keep his mouth shut was the troubadour Marian, who was oiling the wooden harp and complaining about the damage that moisture was doing to the strings.

"Tyrion, there are dragons in this world. ”

The little devil looked up at the strange man beside him. Mike never called him "Mr. Lannister" or "Little Devil", but only called him by his first name, Tyrion, or simply "you". "There are dragons. Aegon the Conqueror and his two sisters rode a three-headed dragon, and I have already told you this story. ”

"Not in the past. Zhao Mai was still thinking about the dragon's impact on the world.

Tyrion froze for a moment, then shook his head. "I'd like to have dragons, too, but that's not possible. The last dragon has been dead for more than a hundred and fifty years, and the last ones are not very big, maybe bigger than your wolf, and they can't even fly. If you can go to King's Landing, I can show you a tour of the dragon's skull, which is worth seeing. ”

"Ah Liang is a dog, not a wolf. Zhao Mai decided to change the subject. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out two yellow-orange "beans" and asked Tyrion to pick one and then throw the other into his mouth.

This is the "Nine Turns Golden Pill", as the old man said, it is really a very delicious snack, and it has no effect other than that. can't strengthen the body, can't rise to immortality, and doesn't even have the ability to quench thirst and hunger. The only good thing is that this thing is never addictive, and each one lasts for a week or so with a "delicious feeling" that makes people so comfortable that they don't want to eat a second one.

On the contrary, that gourd is very strange, it can pour out three Nine Turns Golden Pill at one time, and it can only be used a second time after a day. Zhao Mai poured out some every day and stored them, wondering how much was in the gourd. But he had already saved a pack, but he didn't feel that the gourd had become lighter or anything.

Tyrion chewed the beans so hard it felt like eating a piece of candy. Am I a child in his eyes, and I need to be coaxed with sugar? Immediately after, a crushed walnut was stuffed into his hand. "Put it away and eat it, there's lamb soup or something in a while. ”

"Can you tell me what your plans are to follow all the way to Eagle's Nest Castle? I remember you didn't want to follow at first. ”

"Yes, I want to go to the Great Wall of Desperation, and then cross over to the other side and see the scenery. Zhao Mai was blunt. He pointed to the ground beneath his feet: "Actually, it's interesting what is happening here, but I don't want to care too much. You're going to be the best audience in the world. ”

"Don't want to care, don't you can't care?" Tyrion grasped the implicit meaning of Zhao Mai's words.

"I know what you're planning. When you saw the environment before, you thought that even if you ran away, you would die in the mountains. But you just discovered today that I'm capable of living well in this environment, so running away is a possible option, isn't it?"

Tyrion smiled and almost applauded lightly. "I'll admit you're right. Mrs. Stark's claim that I am the murderer of the child, and that the gods are above is utterly slanderous. I just want you to save me from the injustice I have suffered, but I don't know what you want, I don't know how to repay you, so I haven't said anything. ”

"Oh, do you think I'm going to say yes, and if you're right, I can promise you to do something for you. Zhao Mai raised an eyebrow, this was the first time Tyrion had seen him interested in something.

After a moment's thought, Tyrion shook his head. "Before you say you're going to the Great Wall, I'll be hopeful. But obviously you are going to cross the Wall, not to become a night watchman, which means that the night watchman's automatic forgiveness of sins is of no use to you. If you go north through the northern borders of the Starks, you won't offend them. Besides, I don't have anything you want to motivate about, whether it's money or power, it's pointless north of the Great Wall. So you will sympathize with me, but you will not save me. ”

"You're as smart as legend goes. Well, as long as it doesn't affect my goals, I can do one thing for you. You have to think about it, I'm not a stupid and honest guy, and there are some things that I will pay for. ”

"I'll think about it. "Tyrion wasn't going to use up such a precious promise right away. He stood up and walked over to Mrs. Stark. (To be continued.) )