A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

Renly didn't know that if he was a step later, he would be directly approached. However, he did not go far at this time. Instead, he squatted on a rock on the seaside outside the fishing village, staring at the brown-black octopus shaking its limbs in the water below him. Thoughtful.

There was no contact, but he could clearly feel the special emotions radiating from the octopus, closeness, pride, frustration...

The octopus following behind was always very close to the boy's presence. The frustration may be the emotion caused by the fact that the boy had been hanging around for a long time without being picked up, but the pride made Renly a little confused.

He glanced around for a long time, and finally reluctantly discovered a special feature.

"Has your body gotten bigger?"

The boy unconsciously touched his chin, then rolled up his trousers and jumped down to pull the octopus out of the water. The smooth touch made him feel sick, but it did feel much heavier in his hands than before.

"So you're still a kid?"

Staring at the ugly thing in front of him that smelled like sea, he muttered, but in his heart he believed in another possibility.

Initially, this octopus was alienated, but after alienation, apart from being able to intelligently take the initiative to express emotions with Renly, and following closely behind Renly, there is nothing special about it.

Later, Renly had a sudden idea and fed it an ancient path seed, and then...

In fact, nothing too special changed. Just through the ax mark, he could detect that this octopus occasionally attacked fish in the sea when it lived alone on the seabed. Its "personality" also became a little more violent, but it was not the same as the mouse it used to be. The arrogant appearance is completely different, but it still maintains "reason".

At this point, it seems that its enlarged size is most likely due to the feedback from the Ancient Path Seed.

After casually throwing this thing into the sea, Renly thought about it for a while, finally shook his head, stopped thinking about it, turned around and set off in the direction of his destination.

The ironborn couple who took him in thought Renly was going to Sealskin Point, but in fact his destination was a place called Pebble Town, east of the fishing village.

There are ships preparing to set sail there at this time, heading towards a place called Seaside City in the riverlands of Westeros continent - and now there is another war taking place there besides Fairy Island.

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Pebble Town is located in the southeast corner of Great Wyk Island, close to the coastline. The stone buildings in the town are crowded and messy. Except that they can clearly be seen surrounding a square castle, there is no plan at all.

The people living here are basically fishermen, thousands of them. Walking on the muddy roads of the town, you can see old townspeople dressed as fishermen passing by one after another. Fishing nets and dried fish can often be seen drying on the roadside. The smell of sea fish lingers in the air and never goes away.

After driving for almost an hour, Renly had arrived here.

At this time, his appearance was not very impressive. The dark hair that had not been taken care of for several months had spread to his shoulders. The bangs on his forehead also intentionally or unintentionally blocked his unusually beautiful eyes. , the clothes he was wearing were worn by the son of the old couple named Harrag when he was a child. They were simple and ugly, no different from the clothes of the fishermen here.

"Excuse me, has Master Merlin's ship left?" After Wu Zi walked on the street for a while, he grabbed an old fisherman passing by and asked. anyone's doubts.

"We won't leave until early tomorrow morning." The old fisherman replied. Then he looked at the child alone and asked, "Where did you come from, little brat?"

"He's from Thumb Village." Renly said the name of the fishing village where he lived before: "My father was recruited by Merlin to fight last time. I don't know what the situation is now. I want to find someone to help him. "

"A message?"

The old fisherman nodded clearly after hearing this, and then pointed towards the north of the town: "The boat is parked under Lord Merlin's castle. It's easy to find, but no one will come near it at night, boy. If you want to go, hurry up.”

"OK, thanks!"

Renly responded politely, then turned around and continued walking in the direction of the castle, but halfway through, his steps suddenly stopped.

Because he saw a special situation on the street, or in other words, a person sitting there waiting to die.

It was a man with ulcerated facial skin, breathing heavily, and obviously suffering from a serious illness. He was leaning against the wooden wall at the edge of the alley. He was wearing a washed white linen clothes, which looked as thin as summer clothes.

There are fishermen passing by from time to time, but they all avoid the place where that person is, for fear of being infected by the disease he has.

Erythroplakia, Renly recognized the disease that the other party suffered from. This disease is manifested in the skin being covered with extremely itchy red spots. After the patient becomes ill, the itching is unbearable, and he usually scratches hard, and then the wound becomes infected. Festering pus...

The disease is not serious for children, but it can be fatal for adults. At this time, the person in sight obviously will not survive tonight...

With a thought, Renly took out half an orange given by the old woman who took him in before leaving, then took out one of the white shells he brought with him, dug out the fire inside and stuck it on the orange, and finally left. He went to the other party at the edge of the alley and handed over the orange.

"This is for you. Eat an orange before you die."

The man obviously didn't expect that a child would dare to approach him. After hearing this, he was stunned for a while before he realized what was happening. However, he did not take the orange, but smiled weakly at him.

"They all say, they say you'll die. It's such a waste to eat this. Boy, you--just eat it yourself."

Normal people couldn't see Renly's fire. He had already confirmed this. Naturally, the person in front of him couldn't notice the abnormality on the surface of the orange.

"Then let's take half each."

As if Renly didn't hear the patient's words, he broke the half orange into two halves and handed one half to the patient.

"Eat it. If you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it again."

This sentence made the patient who didn't want to eat hesitate for a moment, and finally carefully raised his hand with the same ulcer to try not to touch the boy's hand.

Then he put the orange into his mouth and chewed it. The sweet and sour juice dispelled the bitter dryness in his mouth, and in a daze, it also slightly cheered up his originally depressed spirit.

"Thank you, child. Maybe because of these oranges, I can live another day."

Hearing this, the boy looked at the man's barely smiling face and nodded.

"Good luck."

"I also hope that the Drowned God will always bless you." The other party replied, then looked at the boy's back and pursed his lips as he turned away, feeling quite moved.

But after a while, his mood was suddenly interrupted, because another person walked in front of him, blocking the sunlight.

"Did the boy talk to you?"

The hoarse female voice sounded strangely charming, but the strange gaze that came down from her head was very aggressive, which made the patient feel very uncomfortable, but he still nodded.

"Yes."

"What did you say?" the other party asked again.

The patient frowned when he heard this and said, "He asked me how to get to Buck Village."

Although he did not know the woman in front of him, she was obviously following the boy. As for the patient, he did not want to bring any trouble to the kind boy, so he lied.

Unfortunately, the other party directly exposed his lies.

"You don't need to hide it for him." The hoarse female voice said: "His target is not Buck Village."

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." The patient shook his head in denial.

The other party did not respond, but knelt down. A delicate white hand holding a purple glass bottle with a thin neck stretched out from the folded cloak. He slowly waved it in front of the patient's ulcerated cheek, accompanied by a slight sigh. There was a sound of liquid sloshing, and a strange fragrance emanated from it.

"I said, what did he say to you?"

The hoarse voice was the same as before, but when it penetrated his ears, it seemed to hit the bottom of his heart. The patient's face instantly became stunned. In a daze, he murmured some words unconsciously.

"He said, give it to you, eat an orange before you die."

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"Then let's take half each."

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"Eat it. If you don't eat it, you won't be able to eat it again."

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"Good luck."

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