The miracle of Rahlo did not alarm everyone, or rather...... Only a small number of people were alarmed.

In the rows of houses and buildings in the inner fort of Houguan Town, ordinary workers and soldiers still turned over and sat up at the sound of the wake-up call as usual, yawning, rubbing their sleepy eyes, and leaving the room neatly dressed to welcome a new day of work and life. The internal staff began to deal with the ice that had accumulated on the ground during the night, the soldiers on duty patrolled to ensure order in the fort, and the warehouse keepers were busy counting the equipment left over from the previous war and transporting the supplies needed for the next "expedition...... There are many more officers of the Industrial Guard, who have no task for the time being, and after a steaming breakfast, they gathered in the middle of the school field to start the day's drill to warm up.

Egger led the red-robed woman and a few guards through the square and alleys in a hurry, which not only made the inner fort of Houguan Town, which was in the "initial start" state and was running slowly, suddenly turn up, but also attracted more attention and attention than usual.

It's not just that the commander-in-chief has an extra hint of majesty than usual—this thing is almost invisible to ordinary people from a distance, but more because of the subtle abnormalities that the red-robed woman shows compared to usual.

Naturally, Iger was aware.

The power of the red god is so far.

After his identity as the "Chosen One" was confirmed, he simply said "Lady Lachlo" Melisandre did not hesitate to adopt the term and began to use it in the same way, for the witch usually walked side by side with her, and sometimes even grabbed him by the arm in order to control his pace, but today she rarely took the initiative to follow him half a step behind, and even her feet turned into small brisk steps in order to keep up with the rhythm;

Counting the other red-robed priest, Sima Qiluo, obeyed the order without hesitation...... These many details of the actions and reactions all point to the same conclusion: the status and authority of Rahlo in the hearts of his followers is much higher than his original guesses, the goddess's thoughtfulness and proper handling of details are much higher than expected, and the religious status of the "Chosen One" is far higher than that of the "child of prophecy".

I thought that what I had to face - the doubts and backlash from the high-level believers of the Red God would not appear at all, and he, the "spokesperson", could easily obtain the power of recognizing and mobilizing the high-ranking priests of the Red God, if he could also smoothly control the manpower and resources of the entire Red God Sect, then the gold content of this advance payment would really be beyond expectations!

This discovery made Egger's mood much lighter, and even the steps under his feet were much lighter. Walking like the wind through the inner fort of Houguan Town, he arrived at the nearest military stable with a small number of followers.

The Night's Watch had no formed cavalry unit, and all the horses they possessed were used by the rangers for patrolling and the officers leading their troops, and the horse breeders were feeding the dozens of horses in the stables with morning grass, and they were so skillful and swift that in a matter of moments half of the horses in the stables were ready to eat hay. After waving his hand to signal that they should not stop and go on with their work, Egger strolled closer to the stables while keeping an eye on the horses behind the fence to see how they reacted to his arrival.

The horses that had already received their "breakfast" were burying their heads in chunks of the hay and chewing the hay to a loud clatter, while those who had not yet been able to move were wagging their heads and tails and staring impatiently at the breeders, snorting and trampling the ground with their hooves...... In short, it shows its presence in various ways to show urging.

At first, none of the horses seemed to notice or care about Egger's approach, but after a few seconds, their reactions were unmistakable: first the horses that were eating hay raised their heads one by one and stopped eating, and then, less obviously, the restless horses, who had not yet been allocated hay and were slightly restless, also stopped their commotion and sounds, and turned their heads motionlessly to stare at the Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch as they approached the stables.

Eventually, as if an invisible wave was released around Egger and brushed across the stable, dozens of sturdy horses in the fence seemed to have been immobilized, ranging from less to more until all of them stopped other movements that were being carried out by the naked eye—standing in place as if they had been rehearsed, only their heads brushing the ground like sunflowers to meet the sun, facing Iger as they were approaching, and nearly a hundred eyes met on him.

"Hey, what's going on?"

Not only Melisandre and the guards who were following Egger, but also the horse breeders noticed the anomaly, and after muttering a sentence completely confused, they did not dare to be lazy in front of the commander-in-chief and filled the feed trough in front of each horse with hay, but still not a single horse lowered his head to eat.

......

How is it different from what you imagined?

Egger looked left and right with the same curiosity, and even reached out to touch the petrified horses standing motionless behind the fence, and found that they were neither startled by the "dragon power" on their bodies, jumping up and down and running away, nor were they so frightened that they froze in place and did not dare to come out...... It's the same breath and vital signs, but it's like looking at an alien or some other rare thing that has never been seen before in this life: "watching" itself!

Obviously, horses could feel the strange aura that came from being implanted with a piece of dragon scales, but they weren't so frightened that they panicked or completely incapacitated.

This means that either the horses are smart enough to make them know that they are not a threat, or the dragon power contained in a piece of scale is not enough to frighten them...... The most probable possibility is that the thoughtful goddess had considered everything before she went into hibernation, and the spells she cast on the scales included the ability to control the extent and manner of her breath to ensure that the reward would help the recipient without interfering with his daily life.

After all, as a Chosen One with a heavy responsibility, it would be too bad for him to not even be able to ride a horse properly.

A puzzle was completely solved, and with a half-dragon scale buried in his body, Egger's mind naturally jumped from "riding a horse" to riding something else.

He suddenly had such a premonition for no reason: the effect of the breath on this scale on the demon dragon would be completely different from that of Tsushima, and he was probably already qualified to ride a dragon.

Oh, use the dragon as a mount...... It's really heartwarming to think about, and for some fantasy lovers in Form 2, this is probably a great gift, but for Egger, a pragmatist who cherishes his life, the temptation to ride a dragon is not as great as that of a dragon knight in an era when dragon crossbows have rotted on the streets.

"Ahem. ”

A soft cough was heard.

What are you doing?, on a normal day, Melisandre would have been impatient to ask such a question, but this time, in the face of the Chosen One and the spokesman of the Lord of Light, she suppressed the urge to talk more. Although the person in front of him is extremely familiar to him inside and out, after all, he is the lucky one who has just met Allah, and his identity is long since he was different...... No one knows: he seems to be behaving inexplicably to a group of horse-haired nerves, whether he is carrying out some key task assigned by Ms. Lachlo.

As the minute passed, the horses gradually lost interest in Egg, and one by one they lifted their "petrified state" and lowered their heads to enjoy the morning grass, and the man was awakened from his reverie by the witch's cough. Satisfied with the fact that his plug-in worked on animals, he beckoned to leave the stables with his followers, who were still as confused as they had come, after a few words of advice to the horse breeders, lest the visit appear to be unprovoked.

On the way back to the office, Melisandre unsurprisingly asked him what the "meaning" of his visit to the stables was, and again tried to extract details about his meeting with Ms. Lachlo. Iger quietly blocked the inquiry back with a few words, but began to secretly regret another thing in his mind.

What is most disturbing to him right now?

Not a possible rebellion within the grant, not the two big-stirring sticks that had just arrived at the grant and had already rushed to the Queen's side, nor Robb Stark to the south who wanted to plot but was actually tricked around, or the rest of the six nations further south, but a special Night's Watch soldier: the Green Prophet Bran Stark.

Other potential adversaries are either already sure of their own leveling, or they are difficult to deal with, but at least they can understand, speculate and try to defend themselves...... Only this last one, whose origins, abilities, and purposes are all mysteries, really makes Iger feel uneasy and anxious.

In the previous face-to-face dream with Rahlo, he had the opportunity to ask the goddess about this guy and what to do with him—and he did think of it, but eventually gave up on asking for fear that "the goddess was conjured up by the Green Prophet".

He didn't have the means or authority to contact Lachlo, but now that he was her chosen one, could he use this identity to knock on this restless mysterious character himself, and tell him that "Lady Laherlo asked me to bring you a message"—to bluff him to stop getting in the way of scheming or hindering himself?

The idea was entirely feasible, and only one doubt prevented him from doing it at once: was Rahlo really as powerful as she said she was, and did her name have the same deterrent and lethal power against other transcendent beings other than believers?

If the Green Prophet was not afraid of the Red God at all, or had already known the information that the latter was badly injured and unable to meddle in the affairs of the world, wouldn't it be a joke that he would go to the door and use the banner of Lakhlo to scare people?

Full of doubts piling up, I don't know where to start...... But interestingly, he got the answer much faster than the most arrogant imagination could have been.

Halfway back to the outside of the office building, he saw the wooden wheelchair pushed by a sturdy female land-giver and unique to the entire land-grant, and Bran Stark sitting in it with a blanket on his legs.

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