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Night, on the other side of the Cloud Mountain, camp.

The Magic Mountain returned to camp.

Every third day, he would come back.

"Gregor, I advise you to stop giving you orders to the sheep thief. Lady Jenny looked at the roaring fire. She snuggled up to the Magic Mountain and enjoyed the blessing of being safe against a wall

It's a sunny hillside, but the nights in the mountains are still cold. Madame Jeanne wore mink, and a goose-down shawl added to her opulence.

Magic Mountain sat beside Jenny like a giant bear: "Madam, I'm going to try again." ”

"Don't try again. Jenny said in a softly pleading tone.

"Why?" Magic Mountain let Jenny sit in his arms.

"One hundred and fifty years ago, if the castor dragon knight wanted to ride a sheep thief, what dragon command would she give to the sheep thief?"

"Bow down!" Demon Mountain's heart moved. His head tilted back, looking at Janie.

"Yes, low. Jenny stretched out her long stick and gently stirred the charcoal in the brazier to make the charcoal burn even brighter.

The inside of the marching tent was not as good as the new village of Kregon or the big cities, and under the carpet was dirt and grass. The cold air hits the body all around.

"I don't have a manuscript of the history of Crag Rock City, and I can't turn it over to you right now. But I live here, and I have a lot of free time, and I remember what I said in the book, in the book, under normal circumstances, the life of a dragon will only recognize one dragon knight as its master. There are, of course, exceptions, but very few. There is no record in the book that one dragon recognizes two masters. You gave the order to bow down, but the sheep thief has been refusing to obey the order, and is becoming more and more resistant, I think that the sheep thief may be the only one in his life, Ms. Castor, can order him to bow down. ”

The Magic Mountain stared at the raging fire and fell silent. He admits that Janie's words moved him, and that is most likely true. In his heart, there was a surge of loss. He was not reconciled, he wanted to be the true master of a dragon, not a sacrificer.

"Don't try to keep the sheep thief low, as long as the sheep thief can go to the north with you, he will be willing to fight you, what are you not satisfied with?" Jenny's palm gently placed in the giant hand of the Demon Mountain, and knocked the palm of the Demon Mountain.

Magic Mountain looked at Jenny, and Janine looked at him, and Jenny continued: "Everyone wants to be a real dragon knight, but Castor met the sheep thief before you, and if you can be a good friend of the sheep thief, it will already be a great miracle. Even if it's a little regrettable that I can't ride a sheep thief, I don't think there's anything wrong with that. ”

The magic mountain wanted to speak and stopped, choking.

His heart was beaten by Jenny, and he wanted to refute it, but he felt that the words of rebuttal were pale and weak.

"When Lord Moshan came, he was prepared not to ride a sheep thief. A crisp, beautiful voice rang out outside the tent, the curtain lifted, and Melisandre entered.

She seemed to enter the tent with heat and light, and as soon as she entered, the air in the tent seemed to be warmer. Her fair complexion was like a light that brightened the tent.

The Magic Mountain looked at Melisandre, and Jenny insisted on coming here with him, and she had to endure this hardship, and in her own words, it was because of Melisandre that she would come here with her. Melisandre is too attractive to men.

Melisandre's voice, figure, appearance, mannerisms, including smell, Janie thought everything she did was a temptation to the Magic Mountain.

Melisandre sat down by the charcoals, her red robe as red as flames, and the charcoals were a little dim because of her arrival: "Lord Magic Mountain, have you forgotten our original thoughts when you saw the sheep thief?

"Isn't it possible?" said Moshan astringently, his lips bitter.

"It's possible, but with great risks. The biggest risk is to lose our lives, we will lose a hand" Melisandre stared at the Magic Mountain with a pair of wonderful eyes, and in her pupils, two flames danced.

"I have an axe, I can sing the hymn of castor, I also have the silk robe sleeves that have been passed down from castor, and I have the language of dragons. I don't think the sheep thieves will kill me even if I don't succeed. ”

"Unless he thinks you're disrespectful to the castor dragon knight. Melisandre's tone turned cold, "Lord Magic Mountain, the sheep thief was able to accept the sacrifice of the Red Hand of the Scorching Tribe, not because the Red Hand of the Scorching Department provided the sacrifice, but because the Red Hand of the Scorching Department represented the continuation of Lady Castor. You want to ride him now, and that's the greatest disrespect to castor beans and sheep thieves. Once the meaning of Lady Castor's inheritance is deemed ruined by the sheep thief, and he thinks that you are disrespectful to Lady Castor, he will no longer accept your sheep and will no longer listen to your dragon commands, and you will be killed by him. By the end, Melisandre's face had turned cold.

Jane sat in the arms of the Magic Mountain, and grasped one of his giant hands with both hands, like a beautiful maiden and an ancient beast: "Gregor, I have also thought carefully for you, you may be better friends with the sheep thief than his master. ”

Magic Mountain snorted.

"Lord Magic Mountain, your contact with the sheep thief is closer to one, and the relationship between man and dragon is getting more and more harmonious, give up the illusion of being his master, and return to the original idea we agreed on when we came, don't be greedy. According to my observations, the sheep thief will only be your friend, and will not let you be his master. You have to resist the greed of your heart. Melisandre's eyes grew cold. Her red lips pursed, thin, like two blades.

Greedy?!

The greed in the heart of the Magic Mountain?!

Yes, after seeing the dragon, the magic mountain did have greed in his heart, and the original idea of letting the sheep thief accept him as a friend and then go to battle together was overturned by him, and he was bent on trying to become the second dragon knight of the sheep thief, which is why he has been trying to order the sheep thief to lie down.

Fu low is the dragon command when the dragon knight wants to ride the dragon.

The dragon is too tall and not low, how can a man ride on his back?!

But the sheep thief was sensitive and wary of this low-lying dragon command like a person, perhaps an instinctive reaction of the dragon, or perhaps a thought of loyalty to his master, no matter what the reason, as long as the magic mountain issued a low-bow command, he would not obey, and became more and more resistant.

Jenny also saw the greed of the Magic Mountain, but the Magic Mountain was her husband, and she had to be tactful. Melisandre is the army priest of the Magic Mountain, but she has to be direct and straightforward, pointing directly to the depths of the heart of the Magic Mountain, Melisandre does not give the Magic Mountain any face, nor does she shy away from the dignity and glory of the Magic Mountain.

Magic Mountain looked at Melisandre with a faint displeasure in her eyes, Melisandre did not back down, she knew that she was helping Magic Mountain extinguish the burning fire. She's going to the north to fight the Strangers, and she can't afford to lose.

The temptation of having a giant dragon is indeed too big for a military general and a duke with the power to have an army. It is like a money-lover seeing a priceless jewel, a lustful man seeing a peerless beauty, or a swordsman finding a sword that is as sharp as clay.

"Gregor, I agree with Melisandruff. You want to have a dragon like the sheep thief completely, I can understand that, but if you fail, you'll lose a lead, and neither of us can afford it. Moreover, the dragon is different from other creatures, and in his nature, he is loyal to a dragon knight until death. He was able to accept the sacrifices that had been passed down from generation to generation by the Red Hands of the Scorching Tribe, also because of his loyalty to the Castor Dragon Knights, and once that loyalty was violated...... Gregor ...... It is better to be the best friend of the sheep thief than to be his master. Jenny's hand gently patted the back of the giant hand of the Magic Mountain, and her eyes were full of gentle anticipation.

A wave of loss spread in Demon Mountain's heart, invading his whole body.

He does know he's playing with fire, but the key thing is that he has the possibility of completely conquering the sheep thief. He looked at the two beautiful women beside him, his wife was delicate and pure, and Melisandre's sensual seduction was as bright as the sun, but there was only one meaning in their eyes: Gregor (Magic Mountain), stop fantasizing about being the master of the sheep thief.

Magic Mountain stared at the charcoal fire for a long time, he picked up Lady Jane and put her on the splendid soft collapse, stood up, nodded at the two women, he didn't say anything, turned and walked out of the tent.

Neither Lady Jenny nor Lady Melisandre followed him out of the tent, and there was a heavy loss in the eyes of the Magic Mountain, and they could both see it. It's cold outside, so let Magic Mountain go for a walk alone.

Since he nodded, he wouldn't change. Lady Jenny said softly, unconsciously fiddling with the coals, "In this way, I am relieved." Lady Melisandre, I'm glad Gregor has you by his side. ”

Melisandre tilted her head and glanced at Lady Jane, as if she was a little surprised, Lady Jane was as protective of her as a cat was against a mouse, but Madame was glad that Gregor had her by her side: "Lady Jeanne, no one can resist the temptation to have a dragon, let alone a dragon in the prime of life. ”

"No, ma'am, you're wrong, Gregor can. Jenny affirmed.

Melisandre looked at Jenny, and she looked into Jenny's heart, but Jenny couldn't read into her heart: "Lady Jenny, mortals can't resist the chance of owning a dragon entirely, even if it's a very good chance. Lord Moshan has such a very, very good opportunity......"

"The Duke will no longer want to be the master of the sheep thief, he will choose to be the friend of the sheep thief completely, a friend who is as close as a family, I am sure of that. Lady Jenny stared at Melisandre, her tone certainly sharp, as if she were fighting.

Lady Melisandre looked at Jane with scrutinizing eyes, "Duchess, actually, I also know that Lord Magic Mountain can do this. He nodded, and just accepted our opinion. ”

"But you just now mortals can't resist the chance of owning a dragon entirely, even the extreme. ”

"Yes, mine is a mortal, that is, an ordinary person, but Lord Magic Mountain is not an ordinary person, he is the reincarnation of the lightbringer Asur Yahai. ”

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The magic mountain walked out of the tent, and outside, Brienne and the bull Zeli bowed together: "Lord Duke." ”

Moshan nodded, and walked straight into the woods, the night wind was cold, making his hot body cold, and also making his mind clear. He looked up and saw that the sky was blue, and the bright moon hung high, as big as a disk.

Looking at the moon in the Mingyue Mountain Range will be bigger than seeing the bright moon in other places, which makes sense, the mountains in the Mingyue Mountain Range are really too high.

Behind a tree came several sword-wielding guards, led by the one-eyed charm. In the depths of the Bright Moon Mountains, the twelve bravest twelve of the One-Eyed Charm and the Scorching Men became the outer guard of Jane Fernandes. They are familiar with the mountains, they are familiar with the conditions in the mountains, and they are also accustomed to the cold and cold of the night in the mountains.

"Charm!"

"Yes, Lord Redhand. The one-eyed charm hurriedly walked over.

"Come with me to Joyce and Erin's camp. ”

"Yes, Lord Redhand. ”

With Jenny and Melisandre's tent as the core, dozens of tents are scattered among the trees, far and near, like stars and moons. Joyce and Erin's tent was at the outermost perimeter, and they were in charge of guarding the outermost perimeter to keep Janeeve safe.

As the Magic Mountain went, I saw a humanoid cloth in the woods, and I didn't pay attention to it at first, but there were more and more cloths, all of which were made based on strange ghosts and ghouls.

"In the past three years, so many cloth banners of strangers and ghouls have been made?"

"Yes, this is Melisandri's will, and the brothers and the people of the Scorching Division worked together to make more than a thousand cloth banners of strangers and ghouls in three times. ”

Moshan stopped: "So many?"

"Yes, Lady Melisandre, she wants the Lord to train the Son of Vulcan to kill the Strangers and Ghouls in the dragon language every time he sacrifices to the Son of Vulcan, just like a sacrificial goat, and let the Son of the Fire attack more Strangers and Ghouls, so that he will understand that the Sons of the Fire are our enemies. ”

Melisandre had come to see the Mountain tonight, but she didn't do anything about it, and it seemed that she was more concerned about the greed for the sheep thieves in the Mountain. Melisandre, a priestess of the Red God, traveled 20,000 miles to Westeros for the safety of the Terrans, and although she was driven by a fervent of faith, she was also a remarkable woman.

She is not from Westeros, but she is from Westeros...... heartbreaking. Thinking of this, the lingering greedy thoughts in the hearts of the sheep thieves completely dissipated.

Being the best friend may really outweigh being his master.

His mood suddenly brightened: "Timei, tomorrow morning, you take your brothers and me up the mountain, and bring a hundred humanoid cloth banners." ”

"Yes, Red Hand. ”

"Also, tell Melisandre to make a thousand more humanoid banners, which I will use to train the sons of the Vulcan in attack. ”

"The Red Hand, the son of the god of fire, fights without training at all. The one-eyed charm said flatly.

The title of the son of the god of fire is a title unique to the people of the Scorching Tribe, with traces of faith.

"It's not that the son of the god of fire needs to train to fight, it's that I need to train the dragon command, and between the son of the god of fire and me, there needs to be a tacit understanding like a robe. ”

"Yes, I see, Red Hand. The one-eyed charm of the one-eyed charm was shining, and he didn't really understand it very well. But since Lord Demon Mountain is like this, it must be right.

Demon Mountain pondered for a moment, and made a decision that he had thought about before but had never made, since he had dispelled the idea of being a sheep thief, he would implement the plan according to the original plan.

He had Timei the One-Eyed call a Scorching Soldier and tell him to go to Lady Jenny and Lady Melisandre, and tell them that tomorrow morning, let a Centurion warrior and a Centurion go to the Cloudy Mountain Meadows with a hundred sheep, and that he would build a pasture next to his house. and let a hundred-man and his people live with him, so that the sheep thieves may adapt to the drills of the soldiers and the grazing of the people.

Will sheep thieves fly into the pasture to grab food and hurt people?

Magic Mountain has actually been sure for a long time: after this period of getting along, the days when sheep thieves were hungry and did not choose food and cold clothes have passed.

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The next morning, the sheep thief flew out of the hole, and he saw a large group of people busy in the open space of the house in the magic mountain. When the sacrificer, Demon Mountain, saw him fly out, he immediately ran towards him with two fat sheep.

The sheep thief's gaze did not fall on the fat sheep, but on the large group of strange rao: he saw a group of soldiers with swords, and beside them were piles of black and blue humanoid cloths that he had attacked...... He saw a crowd of people from the Scorching Tribe, and saw them driving many sheep in the meadows...... The men were busy in the meadow, and the sheep were enclosed in high wooden pens in the grass, and the sheep bleated in horror, which made the sheep thief's long's eye glow a golden red...... For the first time in more than a hundred years, he had seen so many sheep appear in front of him. He was excited, but as the Magic Mountain expected, he didn't fly out impatiently to grab food......

"Quiet, sheep thief. "The Magic Mountain strode into the black area of the sheep thief, and came to the sheep thief's approach, he threw out a sheep in his hand, and the sheep thief did not breathe flames, and his hunger for sheep was indeed over, and he was now a gentleman of manners. He stretched out a dragon claw and pressed the frightened fleeing sheep, looked down and sniffed, and then a flame erupted, just enough to wrap the sheep's body, no more, no less. Then the dragon's claw touched lightly, the roast sheep flipped over, and he spewed out a flame to burn it again, and then he tore the whole sheep with the dragon's claws, and swallowed it twice.

His movements are like a person's.

Maybe this is the real eating action that Ms. Castor once taught him, but he hasn't used it for a long time!

The sheep thief was hungry and didn't choose to eat, and the demon mountain knew that it was gone, and the sheep thief lived a well-fed life, and he would never see a fat sheep with golden eyes and rush over to grab food.

In the house of the Magic Mountain, Melisandre, the priest of the Red God, also arrived, and as a priest who escorted the Lord of the Magic Mountain, she was secretly watching the sheep thieves.

The sheep thief didn't seem to have changed physically, but Melisandre sensed that the sheep thief had changed dramatically. The first time Melisandre saw the sheep thief, the sheep thief crawled out of the hole, but this time he 'flew' out, and he didn't spread his wings.

The sheep thief's scales were a dull reflection before, but now they are shining one by one...... His eating has also changed dramatically, he used to be one bite at a time, and when he saw sheep, he would come down the mountain to grab food, but now he sees hundreds of sheep in the meadow, and he is only dazzling with dragon eyes, but his body is motionless.

The magic mountain threw out the goat, and he didn't spew out a huge fireball to roast it instantly and then swallow it in one bite, but first held down the live goat, and the fire was grilled on both sides, which made Melisandre think that the sheep thief's eating must have been taught by Ms. Castor, in fact, if she looked closely, Melisandre felt that the sheep thief's expectations and actions had a shadow.

That person, Melisandre thought it was Lady Castor.

This feeling is more certain that the sheep thief can only have one castor in his heart, and he will no longer accept the magic mountain as the master, but under the guidance of the magic mountain, let the sheep thief be the battle comrade of the same legion, it seems that this time is very close.

Melisandre came out of the house, and she ordered the hundred-man team to cut down the trees, first enclosing a pasture in the meadow, and she ordered four Scorching Guards to catch four sheep and send them to the Magic Mountain, but not to go into the black area of the dragon.

The demon mountain put the second sheep on the ground, and the live sheep was freed from its restraints, and immediately rushed down the mountain, rolling in fear. I saw that the sheep thief was like a light dragonfly, flying and gliding, the dragon's claws stretched lightly, and caught the fleeing goat, and he turned back, gracefully and smoothly, without the clumsy blessing brought by his huge body

The four Scorching Warriors came to the edge of the black area with four sheep and handed the sheep to the Demon Mountain, who took it and came to the side of the sheep thief: "Brother, these people of mine are your family and friends, and the ranch is also built for you, you will not object to them staying and serving you." ”

The benefits of the Magic Mountain's reinforcement of 'nagging' with the lingua franca of sheep thieves are obvious. Think of his owner, Ms. Castor, in the lonely seclusion, there is absolutely no time to 'chat' with him.

Since it is 'chatter', of course, it can't be in dragon language, dragon language is a short language of instruction, but it can't smoothly express the daily life of life.

The magic mountain threw the four sheep under the sheep thief, and the sheep thief let out a dragon groan, and the sound was clear and penetrating, and the four sheep prostrated together, lying down obediently, trembling, and did not dare to escape.

It seems that the sheep thief does not want to pursue the 'fugitives', and it is indeed the best way to deter them with the dragon chant.

"Brother, you eat slowly first, I have to go ahead of time, for these people, there are sheep ......" Demon Mountain waved his hand, including a hundred-man soldier and a hundred-man soldier and a hundred sheep, "You have to keep quiet, they are your sacrificers just like me." Magic Mountain gestured to the inheritance axe around his neck, "We are all sacrificers. ”

The sheep thief let out a soft short dragon groan in response, as for how much the dragon understands people, and how much people understand the dragon's dragon groan, it doesn't matter, the tacit understanding and intimacy between people and spiritual animals are gradually established under such circumstances......

Hearing the dragon's groan, the magic mountain raised his hand, he really wanted to reach out and touch the dragon's scale armor for the first time, he raised his hand, but he still put it down, he decided to do it Ming, tomorrow morning, to surprise the sheep thief first......

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The next morning, the sheep thief smelled a smell of meat from the tip of his nose, the aroma of roasted meat, and his longan eyes suddenly opened, this aroma, which he had often smelled before, was the aroma that his master Castor once gave when he roasted sheep for him and herself...... Whew...... The sheep thief came to the entrance of the cave from the bottom of the cave, and then he saw the magic mountain standing outside the entrance of the cave, and on the entrance of the cave, there were three goats that had been roasted and dissected, and not far from the entrance of the cave, there were two charcoal fires, and on top of the charcoal fire in each place, there were also wooden racks, and two washed and peeled sheep were being grilled......

This kind of scene is very similar to the scene when he lived with the owner of castor beans in the past, when the owner of castor beans roasted sheep on a charcoal fire, and the aroma is not only meaty, but also spices and salt......

Dragons are not 'hairy and blood-drinking' animals, Daenerys's three three-year-old dragons' favorite food is Daenerys' carefully marinated salted meat, the temptation of salted meat is irresistible, extremely sweet, and the biggest reason is because of salt.

This is a surprise that the Magic Mountain has in store for sheep thieves. As long as he could please the sheep thief, he could roast the whole sheep for him, using the most expensive spices and the finest salt......

He believed that his meticulous preparation would surpass that of the roast that Lady Castor had made for the sheep thief, and that he had precious spices, fine salt, and a large number of people to help him, and that those who were skinned and disemboweled, were all good hands, and that Lady Castor could not compare with him in this respect.

Pay is rewarded, when the sheep thief made a happy dragon roar, when he ate the fourth barbecue whole sheep, he was almost next to the magic mountain, so, the magic mountain in and his chatter, the hand gently touched the sheep thief's scale armor, with the sensitivity and suspicion of the dragon, the sheep thief could not not know, but he feasted, and did not have any resistance reaction......

The scale armor is smooth, hard, and has a faint temperature, just like the residual temperature of the charcoal fire after the barbecue, giving the magic mountain a very comfortable feel, outside the black area, Melisandre and One-Eyed Charm are both bright-eyed, they all knew the magic mountain's plan last night, that is, to touch the scale armor of the sheep thief, the magic mountain succeeded. Melisandre and the Magic Mountain's first phase of the plan were successfully achieved: to be able to approach the entrance of the Dragon's Lair and to be able to touch the scale armor of the sheep thief......

"Charm, get ready, we're going to have the Sons of Vulcan attack two hundred wraiths and ghouls today. Melisandre was also very careful with her words when talking to the Scorching Ministry, not calling the sheep thief a sheep thief, but referring to the Scorching Ministry: Son of the Vulcan.

"Yes, Lady Melisandre. ”

The cooperative battle between the magic mountain and the sheep thief, the dragon language command, needs to be run-in to the perfect tacit understanding!

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At the entrance of the cave, the magic mountain is still 'chattering'.

Nagging is also one of the strategies developed by Melisandre and Jenny, who speculate on the secluded life of Lady Castor and the sheep thief, believing that one man and one dragon will inevitably win the form of chatter.

Demon Mountain's hand pressed on the scale armor of the sheep thief, and the edge of the scale armor gave Demon Mountain a clear sense of sharpness, and his heart for the creature like the dragon was two more points, which could not be suppressed:" Brother, I have a mount, he is also a magical creature, he is the king of land marches, his ancestral home is the island of Skagus in the north, his body is like a flame, he runs like a fly, and has sharp horns on his head, he is the son of the blood god, the mount of the king of the Crab Claw Peninsula, the people of the Crab Claw Peninsula call him the Red Smoke Beast, I will bring him later, you and he will meet, we are all brothers, we must live in peace. ”

The sheep thief was eating the roast sheep coated with spices and sprinkled with snow salt, while listening to the chatter of the magic mountain, and the taste turned him directly beautiful.

Maybe it's the blessing of delicious power, the sheep thief feels the chatter of the magic mountain this morning, and all it brings to him is a kind feeling, as if the owner of the castor beans is by his side.

As for the Red Smoke Beast or something, the sheep thief naturally didn't understand it at all, but he was able to allow the Demon Mountain to put his hand on his scale armor, which was a sign that he had completely accepted the Demon Mountain. With the nature of the dragon, in the future, no matter what the magic mountain does, it has actually become irrelevant, as long as the magic mountain does it, the sheep thief will think that it is right.

When the magic mountain reined in the illusion of being the dragon lord and stopped frequently taking advantage of all kinds of harmonious opportunities to issue low orders to the sheep thief, the sheep thief's acceptance of him actually became extremely smooth.

Melisandre watched from afar as the dragon and the dragon got along harmoniously, it was a rare miracle, it was clear that the five roast sheep that Magic Mountain and his brothers had carefully prepared for the sheep thief last night were truly unparalleled, and the sheep thief could not be resisted!

Even people salivate at the deliciousness of the roast sheep, not to mention the sheep thieves who have had a light taste for a hundred years.

Melisandre breathed a deep sigh of relief in her heart, the magic mountain was undoubtedly the reincarnation of Azar Yahai, and the sheep thieves were used by them, so she didn't have to worry about it anymore, and that day was just around the corner.

*

Hundreds of miles away from the Cloud Mountain, the summit of the Giant's Spear, in the Eagle's Nest City of the Arryn family.

"The Magic Mountain is a dragon in the Bright Moon Mountains?" Lysa Tully glared at Petyr Berish, who was now fat, bloated, angry, suspicious, and fickle.

Petyr looked at her appearance and felt a little annoyed, he was polite, elegant and smiled: "Madam, the magic mountain is here, and I believe in his words." ”

"I don't believe it. Ryza Tully's voice was sharp and high-pitched, "Dragons are long gone, and there are no dragons in this world anymore. ”

In fact, Petyr Berish, the finger, didn't believe it, didn't want to believe it, didn't want to believe it: "Madam, this is a secret, and only I know it at present." Lord Magic Mountain asked me not to tell anyone, but you are not an outsider, you are my dearest. Petyr had a look of infatuation on his face.

A smile instantly bloomed on Lysa Tully's face, as if she had drunk too much dream wine: "Dear Petyr, the magic mountain has suddenly sent a letter, he is taming the dragon in the Bright Moon Mountains, what is his purpose, he will not just write a letter to joke." ”

"Madame, Lord Magic Mountain wants us to gather the army of the Valley and go to the north to fight the Strangers. ”

"What?" Lysa Tully stood up, big bags twitching under her eyes, "The Demon Mountain wants our Valley Army to go to the north and fight the Stranger?"

"Yes, ma'am. ”

"It's a trap, a big trap, a conspiracy, a conspiracy to weaken our Vale Army, the Vale Army only serves our Arryn family, they won't go anywhere. Lady Lysa snapped.