Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

Theon is just the proton of the Stark family, even if he and Sansa have the same siblings, but on this problem, he consciously has no right to speak.

Saying the wrong thing would backfire, so he chose to remain silent.

Zhuo Ge knocked on the case table and said meaningfully: "I said you can represent the entire Northern Territory, and you can. I can already foresee the birth of a queen in the Northern Territory."

"queen!"

Sansa was shocked, because even if his father's aunt is no longer alive, his illegitimate brother Jon Snow is more qualified to be the king of the North.

Besides, in the history of the Northern Territory, no woman has ever held power.

"Yes, Queen."

Zhuo Ge said with a deep gaze, he was impatient, and he increased his tone.

"Now, I give you five seconds to think about it, surrender me, or die!"

"I......"

Sansa couldn't believe that such a choice would actually appear to her.

Her hesitation frightened Theon, and without thinking, he took Sansa to kneel on the ground.

"Drogokao, we surrender to you and swear to be loyal to you forever."

Sansa looked at Theon in disbelief, but Theon's wink made her compromise.

"Drogokao, Sansa Stark of the Stark family surrenders to you. I swear by the old **** that I will always be loyal to you."

She said this with other careful thoughts, because she didn't think she could inherit the throne of the North, so this oath could not represent the entire North.

"well."

Zhuo Ge stood up, walked in front of them, and reached out to help them up.

"So, just leave here, remember, Rams Bolton, you can do whatever you want."

Theon questioned: "Drogokao, you handed Rams Bolton to us, don't you want to use him to intimidate the upcoming Luce Bolton?"

Zhuo Ge cast his admiration on him.

"No, my real enemy is not Luce Bolton, so I disdain to use small skinning to restrict large skinning."

Being able to avenge himself, Theon's inner joy couldn't conceal it.

"In this case, we will retire."

"Well, Sansa Stark, the little finger that currently occupies the valley is not trustworthy, but he can be a great help for you. Remember, if you encounter an irreversible crisis, then I suggest you go to him. ."

After Zhuo Ge told him, he returned to the high chair.

"Little finger..."

That wicked fellow made Sansa nauseous, it was Littlefinger who tricked her to Fort Terror, causing her to be tortured by Ramsay Bolton's inhumanity.

After walking out of the audience room without risk, Sansa couldn't help but pat Yuexun and let out a long sigh of relief.

"Fortunately, he couldn't hear that I was lying to him. The best candidate for the King of the North would only be Jon."

Theon disagreed and said in a low voice: "No, you are wrong, Zhuo Ge thinks you are more qualified to inherit the northern territory than Jon."

Sansa never thought that she would get involved with the king of the north, because she always regarded herself as a lady.

"why?"

Theon thought for a while and said, "Maybe he saw your desire."

"desire?"

"Yes, I'm fed up with hopeless cravings."

Theon would not forget that he had been encouraged by Sansa to prevent him from being a coward.

After processing the letter in his hand, Zhuo Ge changed into a uniform, carried Liming on his back, took the keel giant bow and walked out of the audience room.

Important people have already rushed to Wind's Breath Castle, and the remaining soldiers will all leave the Midsummer Hall today.

And Zhuo Ge should also leave.

However, he did not immediately rush to the Midsummer Hall, his destination is Longshi Island, which is close to the crater.

The order has been ordered, there is nothing to explain, he called Xueqiu, and embarked on the journey of accumulating strength for the Light Messenger.

He didn't take the big road, he chose to take the wilderness path.

The road is overgrown with weeds, rocks and rugged, and it is difficult to walk in good seasons. After the heavy rain last night, the muddy vigor is not to be mentioned.

But Zhuo Ge didn't have a picky heart, and it was faster for him to find an uninhabited road.

After all, Westeros' coalition forces have infiltrated the storm ground.

After an afternoon of Mercedes-Benz, Zhuo Ge rode a bloodstained white lion to the ruins of an ancient fortress.

There is a dense forest at the bottom of the **** with white mist lingering.

The sun sinks under a dark cloud in the west, gorse and ferns cover the slope, and the weeds in the wall grow to the height of a chest.

It is about to enter the night, and he is going to rest here for one night, and then go on his way tomorrow.

Just when he was about to set up a fire to drive away poisonous insects, blood and mosquitoes, he heard the slow sound of horseshoes.

Maybe it's a bandit, but Zhuo Ge is fearless, but he wants to see the situation.

Because it is difficult to find people in this wilderness and ridge, the bandits generally do not search for food in these places.

Zhuo Ge smashed the set up pyre with his hands, whispered the snowball, one person and one beast quietly hid behind a broken wall.

Snowball's goal is too big, Zhuo Ge wondered if they had been spotted long ago?

So he took down Dawn vigilantly, ready to fight.

Zogo observed carefully, but saw nothing but the pine trees and the gray-green sentinel trees, and the gorse, ferns, thistles, sedges, and blackberry bushes between them.

The bottom of the mountain is covered with thin elm, oak and Yeman vine.

Except for the sound of horses hooves approaching, he didn't spot the bandits, which didn't mean that there was no danger. Bandits always hid and attacked decent people.

Perhaps due to the terrain, the sound of horseshoes fell on the place where Zhuo Ge was about to settle down.

Zhuo Ge looked through the cracks in the wall and found that two men in black robes were leading their horses and looking around.

One of them wiped the sweat on his forehead with his thumb, and said anxiously: "This is a deserted city. It is undoubtedly a suitable place for bandits who want to get something for nothing. We have to be careful."

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In Zhuo Ge's view, the two should not be ordinary refugees, but knights of a certain family.

Because their armor and weapons are very new, it shows that they are two capable guys.

It is possible that they often live in the wild, and the two of them are very familiar with picking up the firewood that Zhuo Ge has scattered just now, and restacking them to light them.

But just as the fire started, one of them extinguished it with his feet.

The younger looking guy asked puzzledly; "Lyman, why did you put the fire out."

The knight named Lehman said cautiously: "Hush, do you hear any noise around here?"

Hearing that person's words, Zhuo Ge also became alert and alert.

Indeed, as the man said, somewhere in this deserted city, there was a faint sound of music.

The two men led their horses through the rocks, gorse, and rustling trees, and followed the music to a large courtyard.

The fallen leaves accumulate high in the yard, telling the defeat here.

A man in patched, faded green clothes sits cross-legged on a weathered grave, playing a wooden harp.

The music was soft and sad, as if there were dead souls dancing around, it was chilling.

The two dropped the reins, drew out the sharp sword hung around their waists, and slowly leaned towards the man in green.

Seeing this, the man playing the piano picked up the wooden harp and jumped down. He was small, with a sharp face, and looked very cunning, but his mouth smiled so brilliantly that it almost touched his ears.

A few sparse brown hairs hung down his forehead, and he swept away with his hands without a piano: "Unexpectedly, in this wild mountain, you can still see the owner of the animal house of the fortress of terror and Sir Lyman Frey."

Astonishment appeared on their faces, they both lost their words and asked, "Who are you? But Zhuo Ge's scout?"