"My lord, these are the special delicacies of our Huya tribe, roasted sheep heart, roasted pigeon, stewed snake meat, as well as lime, mountain grapes ......"

Looking at the food placed in front of him, Samwell nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass, and said:

"Thank the gods for the food!"

Everyone also hurriedly raised their glasses.

The wine is plum wine, sweet and sour, and the taste is not bad.

Although the tribal food is not good in appearance and is very coarsely made, the taste is actually not bad.

Unfortunately, Samwell still hasn't been able to find food that increases his stat points.

Swallowing the last piece of pigeon meat, Samwell picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, and asked:

"Have you heard of the Raven Tribe?"

Cheman hurriedly put down his knife and fork and said:

"My lord, the Raven Tribe is also one of the nearby Savage Tribes."

"Where is their camp? Far from here? ”

"My lord, it's hard to say." Cheman explains, "The Raven tribe does not have a fixed camp, it is a constantly migrating and wandering tribe, and they regard the crow as a messenger of the gods, hence the name Raven. ”

Samwell frowned, "Then do you have a way to find them?" ”

"Absolutely. As long as the crow tribe is still in this mountain forest, there will always be traces, but it will take some time to find out their whereabouts. ”

"Okay, you send someone to do it as soon as possible. Notify me as soon as there is a message. ”

"Yes." Cheman nodded in agreement, then asked, "My lord, can you ask why you are looking for them?" ”

"Have you ever heard of Ghost Grass?"

Cheman shook his head.

Just as Samwell was disappointed, the wizard Saru spoke:

"My lord, I've heard of it."

"Oh? So do you know where to find this grass? ”

"I'm sorry, my lord, this grass is rare, and it is said to have spirits, it will hide from the eyes of humans, and only the people of the Raven tribe will find it."

Samwell nodded with some disappointment.

He has only found two types of food that can improve his stats - goldtail shrimp and ghost grass.

Goldtail shrimp can be bought, albeit expensive.

And the ghost grass, it seems that it can only find the crow tribe.

After the meal, Samwell did not stay long and set off for Hawksbill Island.

Cheman led his people to send Samwell and his party out of the gate.

Samwell looked at Kathu, who was following him like a fart, and suddenly turned around and called the wizard Saru to the side.

"Saru, would you like to go with me to Eagle's Beak Island?"

"No, my lord. I appreciate your kindness, but this is my home, I was born here, and I will die here. ”

Samwell looked at the indifferent wizard Saru, and his face could not hide his surprise.

He originally thought that this Saru's sacrifice of Katu, the son of the Cheka, was an act of political speculation.

But now it seems that this is probably not the case.

"If you stay here, you'll probably die for no apparent reason." Samwell couldn't help but persuade again.

By sacrificing Katu to Samwell, Saru is putting a chain around Cheman's neck, and he will surely be hated by Cheman for it.

Cheman was not a soft-hearted man.

A person who even kills his father and brother will naturally not mind killing one more wizard.

Saru smiled slightly, and said calmly:

"My lord, no one can escape death, and I am no exception."

Samwell sighed, realizing that the old wizard must have died in his mind.

It is estimated that it was because of the death of the old patriarch that he felt guilty, so he thought of atonement for his sins with death.

Samwell always felt that it was a pity that the old wizard in front of him had died like this.

After thinking for a moment, he spoke: "In this way, although I exempted Huya Village from paying taxes for three months, I will always need a tax officer, Saru, are you willing to be this tax officer?" ”

Saru was stunned for a moment, of course he knew that this was a talisman that Samwell had left for himself, and with this position, if Cheman really dared to kill him, it would be a great challenge to the authority of the lord.

But Saru did not immediately accept the kindness, but frowned.

Seeing this, Samwell persuaded again:

"Even if it's for the sake of this village, you deserve to live. I'm not comfortable leaving this to Cheman alone. ”

Saru then nodded and said, "Alright, my lord, in that case, then let me serve you." ”

"That's right!" Samwell laughed, "Don't die easily. This world is still very big and exciting, and I want to take you to see it. ”

"The outside world doesn't belong to us ......"

"Who said that?" Samwell interrupted, "Are you also descendants of the ancestors and the Andals, and are you inherently inferior to the Riverbenders?" You do not lack wisdom and courage, but you lack a man who can unite all the savages. ”

Saru looked up, and saw undisguised ambition in the eyes of the young knight in front of him.

Unite all the savages?

At this moment, Saru suddenly remembered something.

His old and tired heart seemed to suddenly come to life and beat violently.

"You're right." Saru looked at Samwell with blazing eyes and said, "The hundreds of thousands of wildlings in the Crimson Mountains need a hero!" They have been waiting for this for thousands of years!

I have heard a revelation from the gods in the winds of the mountains, who said that after the long summer, when darkness will invade, there will be a great king born from the fire, who will be the light of the long night, the savior of the world, and the messenger of the will of the gods! ”

What's that?

Samwell was startled by the blazing light in the old wizard's eyes.

His casual remark actually ignited the fanaticism of this old god.

But the next moment, he noticed that the "revelation of the gods" in the mouth of the old god stick was strikingly similar to the prophecy of the "red-robed woman" in the play, Melisandre, the priestess of the Lord of Light, about the reincarnation of Atholl Ahai.

There are keywords such as the end of the long summer, darkness, fire, and light, and they are all the core of the story of the hero's salvation.

Is this a coincidence?

Still is...... Are all gods revealing the same prophecy to their followers?

At this moment, Samwell suddenly had an inspiration.

Why didn't he take advantage of this prophecy?

In this world, the easiest way to have a strong appeal is to have a noble bloodline.

But alas, that's exactly what Samwell lacks.

The Tully family is obviously not a noble and ancient bloodline, not to mention that he has now changed his surname to Caesar.

The people of Westeros had never heard of this surname.

Therefore, if Samwell wants to have more influence and more supporters in this game of thrones, he must choose another path -

Faith.

The appeal of faith is terrifying.

Although the Order's armament is a thing of the past, it once amassed a large number of followers in the name of faith, and even nearly overthrew the rule of House Targaryens.

Thinking back to the people who participated in the game of thrones in ancient China, which one didn't do some tricks?

What slashes the white snake, what dreams fall into the arms, what is the room full of red light, stepping on seven stars, and having four breasts in the chest......

Samwell felt that he could also make some auspicious things.

Isn't it just "the land of smoke and salt", "the burning red sword" and the like, he can make up stories to make up on it.

When he was weak, this kind of story was naturally useless, and not many people believed in it, but when he was strong enough, this prophecy would become an amplifier of fame, so that more people would believe that he was the messenger of the gods, so that they would willingly submit to his feet.

Maybe even the "lady in the red robe" will mistake him for the prophesied prince.

Anyway, she didn't admit it......

Thinking of this, Samwell no longer dodged the old wizard's hot gaze, and said with a smile:

"Saru, would you like to hear the story of my childhood?"

"Of course, it's my pleasure!"