Chapter 0190: Night Benefit, Greenheart, Demon Appearance
"Will, the man in black, come here. Robert's voice rang like a bell.
Will came to the king, and Queen Cersei's anger did not escape Will's eyes under her calm face.
"Show me your sword. β
The magic mountain is full of armor and heavy helmets, but Will's black rapier pierced the armor as if it were piercing leather.
Will unsheathed his sword.
It wasn't Taryn Ash who came with Will. Tyron Ash has retreated to the Northern Side, followed by the vassals and knights of House Tyrell in Riverlands, and Anders Ellenwood of Dorne.
Will kills the Magic Mountain, making them so grateful to Will.
Everyone knows that the Lannister dog guard in the west, as long as the magic mountain does not die, he will be a good man when he goes back.
After more than ten years of humiliation, DeWill is now flattened with a sword.
Loras Tyrrell, the Knight of the Hundred Flowers, waiting for Will's narrow sword to take revenge.
The terrible howl of the Magic Mountain resounding through the arena is the most beautiful music in the ears of the people of Dorn and the people of the Riverbend, and there is no one.
King Robert took the narrow black sword, which was so light that it seemed to have no weight in the king's hand.
"What sword?" Robert saw that it was a keel sword.
Dragonbones, in the underground of King's Landing Red Keep, from small to large, dozens.
"Dark night. β
"Good name. Where did you get it?"
"Outside the Great Wall of Desperation, kill strange ghosts, God!"
"Oh!" said the king, apparently not convinced, "is there a strange ghost beyond the Wall?"
"Why else would the ancestors build the Great Wall?" Will asked rhetorically, "Why?"
People began to talk to each other.
Stories and legends about strange ghosts flourish among the people, and they never stop.
Will took the opportunity to speak out, and did not expect anyone to believe it. However, this message needs to be repeated when there is an opportunity, non-stop, non-stop, and finally one day, the time will be ripe.
The Wraith Outpost has been uprooted by Will and Mormont along with the Thirteen Warriors of the Ash Tribe, and the Wraiths of the Ancestral Fist Peak and the vicinity of the Great Wall have all returned to the Land of Eternal Winter.
"The stranger has disappeared for eight thousand years. Robert clearly wanted to end the topic of the stranger quickly.
"The Alien Spirits just haven't attacked the Great Wall for eight thousand years, they haven't disappeared, just like the Terrans. The Strangers, the Children of the Forest, and the Giants have never disappeared, they just live on the side of the Wall. It's like: the bird's home is in the sky, the fish's home is in the water, the ghost's home is in the land of eternal winter. β
Petyr the Littlefinger, Grimm, King Robert, Eddard, Queen Cersei, Duke Lanli, Little Devil, Varys, the nobles of the High Terrace, and the knights of Riverlands and Dorne behind them, all silently listened to Will's quiet and powerful voice, and had a strange feeling in their hearts......
The king was not a patient man, and he returned the sword to Will and said, "Your sword is blessed with magic." β
"Yes, Your Majesty. β
"No sword can stop the sharpness of the night?
"Yes, Valyrian Steel Sword. β
"Oh!" laughed the king, "and that is good, your night is not alone. Ed, where's your ice?"
"In the Prime Minister's Tower, Your Majesty. β
The king drew a delicate dagger from his waist: "Will, come and try my keel dagger, Valyrian steel, Littlefinger lost a bet to me in the last jousting contest." β
This dagger, before it crossed, was the keel dagger of Bran, who had fallen from the wreckage tower. The keel is a handle, and the dagger is of Valyrian steel, which is extremely sharp.
Will pulled out the night, a sword slashed at the dagger, Robert swung the dagger to meet it, ding, a soft sound, sparks splashed, the sword and dagger withdrew, each looking at the blade, no damage.
"Good dagger. Will exclaimed.
"Good sword!" exclaimed the king, "but even my Valyrian dagger cannot easily pierce armor. β
"My sword is thinner, the tip is sharper, and it is a narrow sword designed to pierce armor, Your Majesty. Will said.
"Killer's sword. "King Robert was not without insight.
"Sword of the Dancing Water, Spirit of the Wind. Littlefinger Petil's eyes sparkled and he smiled.
By this point, he already knew that Will was his target from Braavos. Someone has eyes and can observe, someone has a head and thinks, someone has a mouth and knocks on the side.
It's really hard to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!
The Thousand Faces God's thousand-year-old summoning mask: black and white facelessβmust be intrinsically linked to Will.
Because, Will's next plan is to change his face like him.
Only those who have a black-and-white faceless summoning mask and do not need to be in the black and white courtyard of the Isle of the Gods can practice and communicate with the God of a Thousand Faces to receive God's gift and exercise God's willpower.
However, the Black and White Maskless Mask is a lost treasure belonging to the Black and White Courtyard of the Isle of the Gods, a heavy item of the Church, and it must be returned to its original owner.
This current little finger is named Jakun Hegar: he is the Faceless Monk of the House of Black and White: Gift.
Whether it will be against Will or to take back the Church treasure peacefully, Jaqun Hegar doesn't know yet, but no matter what, he must get the Church treasure back.
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"Hey, Lord Amber!"
Jon Amber Jr. turned around and saw Littlefinger's squire Grimm.
He snorted and turned back, disdainful of talking. He was a dignified knight of the North, and looked down on the weak stature of the Southerners.
Green disagreed: "My lord, if you want to win, be in the limelight, foolproof." β
The upper hand is naturally smooth, and the wind is unobstructed, but the real knight disdains to take advantage of this small advantage, which is insulting to the name of the knight. Jon Amber Jr. was about to scold the Southern Squire, but when he turned around, Grimm had ghostly disappeared into the crowd.
Green doesn't want to die, and he doesn't want to live like this, Jon Amber Jr. is young and impulsive, enthusiastic, this kid can show favor first, in case someday, he may not be able to use him.
If people don't save themselves, the seven gods will also spit on them.
The subtle small favors may be a force that can be used one day.
The plan is in Grimm, and the success is in the Seven Gods.
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"Will!" In the stands of the nobles, the little devil came to Will, the man in black.
"Lord Tyrion. β
"Aren't you supposed to be on the North team? β
"It's just right to go back after the spear championship final. β
The little devil sat down next to Will and whispered, "You are fully capable of stopping the mountain before it kills Loras Tyrell, but you didn't strike first. β
"You've been staring at me?"
"Yes, wherever you go, my eyes follow you!"
"The Magic Mountain is not my dog, why should I stop the Magic Mountain?"
"You want the Tyrells to hate the Lannisters?"
"The dog is your homegrown, little devil. It's also your family that lets the dog out and bites people, and it has nothing to do with me. β
"Say, what are you trying to do in King's Landing, don't think I don't know your wooden crate. The little devil stared at Will's eyes.
However, he was disappointed, and Will, unlike the others, couldn't see any clues in his eyes.
Will took his arm around the little devil's shoulders as if he were his closest friend: "Little devil, look at your eyes, and then go to the Megar House library in the Red Keepβno, go to the scholar Paiselle, he may have an ancient scroll about the Children of the Forest, and as far as I know, your eyes, one green and one black, are exactly the same as the eyeballs of a certain race of the Children of the Forest." β
"Bewitch my heart?" the little devil smiled, "The fire-to-man burns himself, the conspirator self-inspires, Will, you don't seem to be worried about whether you can return to the Wall?"
"The truth is always unbelievable, and the truth always hurts!" Will said with a faint smile, he looked at the arena, Jon Amber Jr. and Harris Moran had separated from each other, and the spear final would begin soon!
Jon Amber Jr. chose the upwind: north.