Stormlands, Bronze Gate City.

Cleopatra landed slowly on the balcony of the castle, the scorching air currents that stirred up the vines on the rock wall and burned them brown.

The two river bay guards heard the movement and ran over to check, and when they saw that it was the white dragon, they hurriedly saluted and greeted.

"Is my father here?" Samwell jumped off the dragon's back and straightened his windswept hair.

"Lord Lan Dao is in the hall on the first floor."

"Okay." Samwell nodded at the two of them and walked up the spiral staircase to the first floor and into the hall.

Earl Landau was taking care of military affairs, and when Samwell came in, he only nodded slightly, and continued to listen to the officers' reports.

Samwell found a place to sit down, poured himself a glass of red wine, and drank it in small sips.

This is not a formal military meeting, but to deal with some military chores, such as a certain stableman losing a war horse, the logistics soldier stealing the ham, and the unclean camp skills make many soldiers sick.

In fact, most of the time on the march is boring, and strategic planning and battlefield charges are only a brief highlight moment.

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

Samwell had three glasses of wine, and Earl Landau had finally finished dealing with these military affairs, and after waving the officers to leave, he came over, poured himself a glass of wine, and said:

"There's really no way to have an accident in the High Court this time, you don't have to be too disappointed, Storm's Rest Castle can't run there, and there will be a chance to ...... in the future."

"I've taken Storm's End." Samwell said with a smile, and then admired the change in his father's face as he drank.

Count Landau's face was expressionless, but his eyes betrayed the shock in his heart:

"yes, pretty fast. How did it get down? ”

"Actually, it's mainly my brother's work......" Samwell recounted the beginning and end of the conquest of Storm's End.

Earl Landau was silent for a long time.

"I didn't expect Deacon to be so impulsive...... Samwell sighed, "but there was no danger." ”

"It's too reckless." Earl Landau said, his tone was quite complicated.

After a pause, he hesitated and asked:

"Sam, do you think your brother ...... Not quite the same as before? ”

"It's really changed a lot." Samwell chimed in, not knowing what to tell his father.

Could it be that the younger brother came back from the dead and has now become a tool of the Lord of Light?

"I've asked the knights and soldiers who went to Dorne in the first place." Earl Landau took a sip of wine and continued, "They all say that Deacon lay in his coffin for five days before he suddenly woke up. ”

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

"And you. They say they found you in the ruins of the Holy Church of the Heavenly City, and that the fire had burned everything to ashes, but you were not burned in the slightest. So, you ...... Have they all died once? ”

Samwell wanted to defend himself, but he didn't know how to say it.

Because in fact, he is indeed no longer Samwell Tully.

This body had already changed its soul three years ago.

Even if he didn't die in Tianji City, three years ago, the eldest son of Count Landau was already dead.

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

"Do you remember who the ancestors of the House of Tully were?"

Samwell didn't understand why his father suddenly jumped to the topic, but he nodded, "It's twin sons of 'Green Hand' Garth, 'Hunter' Haroon and 'Horn' Harredon. ”

"Yes." Earl Landau's eyes were dark, and his tone was ethereal, "Legend has it that their brothers married a forest witch and spent a long time in the Horned Tomb. Do you know why they live that long? ”

Samwell recalls the story of the two brothers: "Legend has it that they intercourse with the forest witch every full moon to prolong their lives......"

Speaking of this, Samwell suddenly understood Earl Landau's hint-

His father actually believed that he and his brother had inherited the "fine traditions" of the ancestors of the Tully family, and shared the Red Robe Witch together, so that they could gain the ability to resurrect from the dead......

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

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

If the Earl of Landau were to see Melisandre who now had a big belly, he would probably be even more convinced of his own ideas.

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

"Alright." Count Landau raised his hand to interrupt his son and gave him a look full of meaning, "Since that woman can bring you strength, I won't interfere too much. As long as you don't come up with the ridiculous idea of marrying her. ”

"Of course not." Samwell decided not to explain, otherwise it would only get more and more confused.

As for the matter of my brother becoming a tool man of the King of Light, let's find a way to solve it myself. The Earl of Landau was of little help in this regard.

"Has the Crow's Nest been defeated?" Thinking that he had figured out the truth of the matter, Count Landau changed the subject.

"Knocked down. The Clinton family is no longer what it used to be, and there is no resistance at all. I asked Todd Fohua to stay behind and guard the castle. Father, where are you? ”

"We captured the Hay Hall, and when we were about to march to the Harvest Hall, we received the order to withdraw our troops, and returned to Bronze Gate City."

"Hay Hall...... It's the territory of the Ellor family, right? Who did you leave there? ”

"Garth Hightower."

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

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

"How long will it be before your army arrives?" Count Landau asked again.

Samwell flew in on his own dragon, leaving the army behind for Cheman to lead.

"I guess there are still four or five days left."

Earl Landau thought for a moment and said, "Then don't wait, I will lead a large army to retreat to the river bend early tomorrow morning." Now that you have a dragon, you can fly to the Bitter Bridge to join Lady Olenna and find out what happened. ”

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

He was anxious to know what was going on in Riverland.

After leaving the hall, Samwell was in no hurry to leave.

Cleopatra was tired from flying all the way from Storm's End, and it was too much to fly back to the river.

One man and one dragon rested overnight in Bronze Gate City, and only set off the next morning.

Heading west, we flew over the Royal Forest, rested on the upper reaches of the Blue Boon River, restocked some food at Green Valley City, and finally arrived at the Bitter Bridge in the evening of the third day.

The afterglow of the setting sun dyes the Mandeb River into a yellow ribbon of silk, and many young men and women gather along the riverside to enjoy the beauty of the autumn dusk.

Cleopatra's arrival caused some minor riots.

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

"Lord Caesar, welcome to the Bitter Bridge." Baron Laurent Carswell personally came out to greet him with a very warm attitude.

"Lord Lorente." Samwell greeted him politely and asked, "Is Miss Margaery there?" ”

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

"Okay."

The two walked through the gate and down the corridor. Every few steps along the way, you will encounter heavily armed guards, dressed in steel armor, armed with shields and spears, vigilantly on guard.

The atmosphere of tension and slaughter was circulating, and Samwell's mood became heavy.

Before arriving at the chapel, Baron Lorente politely took his leave.

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

The rich, sweet smell of honey candles is accompanied by the crisp chanting of prayers.

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

"Sam?" Margaery Tyrell cried out in surprise when she saw who was coming.

Dressed in a dark green silk dress and a deerskin shawl, she was kneeling in prayer before the statue of the Virgin, accompanied by two maidens, who seemed to be the two daughters of Baron Lorent.

"Three beautiful young ladies, I hope I didn't disturb you."

"Of course not." Margaery smiled, but the worry in her eyes could not be concealed.

Baron Lorente's two daughters also stood up to salute Samwell, and then consciously took their leave, leaving the church to the couple who had been reunited after a long absence.

The moment the wooden door closed again, Margaery couldn't hold back any longer and threw herself into Samwell's arms.

"Don't be afraid, don't worry. I'm back. Tell me what's going on in the High Court and I'll help the Tyrells get it back......" Samwell stroked his fiancée's back, feeling the temperature and tremors of her body, as well as her bulging lower abdomen......

Samwell was stunned for a moment, for the first time he had seen Margaery he had noticed that she was thin and emaciated.

But how can the stomach ......

Samwell realized something, and hurriedly put his arm around Margaery's shoulders and asked:

"Are you pregnant?"

Margaery had two tears on her face, and her fawn-like eyes were a mixture of sadness and joy.

She nodded, as if crying and laughing:

"Yes, Sam, I have your baby."

(End of chapter)