The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

The raging flames sometimes circled and sometimes twisted, chasing each other and climbing steadily towards the night sky.

Dang~~dang~dangdang~dang~dangdang~~~~

Holding the hilt of the sword at his waist with one hand, Green Kleb stood in front of him. The giant flames stirred up strong winds, blowing his blue cloak embroidered with swamp marigolds.

Green's eyes reflected the firelight... He should be fine, right? Although she knew that Daenerys was not afraid of fire, at this moment... she was directly facing the blazing fire, and she still couldn't help but worry.

How many dragons will there be? Green's eyes trembled slightly, and he seemed to be able to witness his last hit.

Who is Little Griffin? Green did not think that little Griffin was the real little Aegon. He was more inclined to think that this "impostor" was a descendant of the Blackfire family or a descendant of Aerion Brightflame.

This is a game of power, but little Griffin is smart enough to take the initiative to contact him. As a qualified power player, Green will naturally not waste a good opportunity and wait until the end.

As for Little Griffin's real life experience...it doesn't matter. Lord Green has set up a new card table, and everyone comes to the bowl.

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The flames soared high, waving huge and fiery red wings, and the glowing embers floated towards the endless night, like thousands of newborn fireflies.

Varys... Jon Connington (former Hand of the Mad King, alias Griffin, little Griffin's adoptive father)... The Golden Group... Green rubbed the thumb of his other hand against his index finger.

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The fireworks squirmed in front of Daenerys. They were like female dancers... spinning... dancing... They seemed to be showing the life in the flames, and they looked extremely beautiful.

The flames engulfed Daenerys' loved ones, and she smelled the smell of cooked meat, which was no different from the smell of roast meat she was familiar with.

The fire melted the skin, leaving only dry bones.

The heat of the flames caused sweat to flow through every part of her body, and where tears should have been shed, they were replaced by it and flowed down her cheeks.

These were not tears, she had sworn she would never shed another tear for Viserys.

The clothes on Daenerys' body began to smoke. She pulled her hand and the object in her hand fell to the ground, bursting into red flames.

A wave of heat rose from the fire and rushed toward Daenerys. She remained motionless. She was the descendant of the true dragon and had blazing flames in her body.

The flames were so beautiful that Daenerys saw bright red fire lions, golden snakes, and unicorns made of light blue flames, each more beautiful than the last.

Daenerys opened her arms toward them, her skin glowing red in the blazing fire.

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Green's eyes moved slightly and he turned his head to look in the direction behind him. He happened to see Menton Weishui's war hammer hit the head of a strong orange-haired man.

The warhammer was so powerful in Mengton's hand that it shattered the man's head in an instant, and sticky bright red splattered everywhere on the ground.

The strong man fell to the ground on the spot, no longer breathing life.

Seeing the lord's eyes coming to him, Mengton said naively: "Sir, he keeps staring at you..."

Green's eyebrows raised slightly.

As if realizing that his explanation was not very good, Mengton scratched his head and added: "He has murderous intentions towards you."

Menton had a beast-like intuition, and his sensitivity was second only to his own. Green tapped his chin, turned around, and walked over.

When Green looked at it, Osana's voice sounded: "Lord Green, his... name is Raleigh, and he is Jon's friend."

Green looked at her: "Osana, have you completed the blockade?"

Click! A loud sound of cracking stones suddenly sounded, and Green even felt the ground shaking.

Click! The screams rumbled like thunder, thick smoke rolled up, and the ground shook again.

Click! The fire roared and shook the sky, as if the sky was shattering.

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The flames died down and the ground cooled slightly.

Click, click, Green stepped forward, and his feet made a crisp sound when he stepped on the charcoal.

Grimm found Daenerys Targaryen in ashes, surrounded by black charcoal and glowing embers.

Daenerys was naked, covered in soot, and the beautiful silver hair in her memory was burned away.

Daenerys was safe and sound. She hugged the milky white and golden dragon and the bronze and green dragon with her hands respectively. The black and red dragon hung on her shoulders, wrapping its long and winding neck around her chin.

Daenerys raised her eyes and looked at the blue figure. She seemed to think it was an illusion: "Green!"

The three little dragons opened their bright red eyes and looked at Green along with Daenerys.

Daenerys suddenly stood up and repeated: "Grimm?"

Hiss~~~!

The little black dragon exhaled a few wisps of white smoke from its mouth and nose in dissatisfaction, and the other two also joined in its roar.

Green raised his eyebrows and glanced at the three dragons. For a while... he was the strongest creature!

Green took off his cloak and put it on Daenerys. She stared motionlessly at him who was thinking of him, her violet eyes becoming brighter and brighter.

Green gently picked up Daenerys from the waist. Her hands tightly grasped his clothes, buried her head on his shoulder, and called softly: "Green."

Hiss~~~!

The three little dragons spread their translucent wings, flapped the air, and chirped in unison.

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Davos Seaworth looked at the port of Dragonstone, which was becoming crowded for the first time. There were a large number of sailors on every dock carrying supplies, and every tavern was crowded with soldiers, gambling on dice, drinking or searching for maidens. ...Unfortunately, their efforts were in vain, because Stannis banned the use of maidens on the island.

Davos followed his son and walked into the tavern alone. At the end of the noisy hall, his friend Salladhor Saan waved to him.

Davos crossed the table and bench, pulled up a chair and sat on the opposite side. He looked at Salladhor and tapped his chin.

Salado smacked his lips and said, "My friend, the flames will spread everywhere, and being too bright will hurt your eyes."

Davos shrugged slightly: "She said the red comet was a prophecy in the ancient book of Asshai."

Salado curled his lips and said, "I think Red Comet is the guide for me to return to my old career."

Davos just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said nothing.

Salladhor burped, and then said: "I didn't expect that the leader of Casterly Rock City would send his dwarf son to take charge of things in King's Landing. Could it be that he wanted to use that ugly face to scare away their enemies, or that he wanted the little devil to hide behind the city wall? Dance on the stage and make us laugh to death?"

Davos raised his glass and took a sip of the ale, and said, "Salado, how is the defense of King's Landing?"

Salado leaned on the back of his chair and said: "The city walls are high and thick. They are busy building trebuchets and giant crossbows, but what's the use of this? Those golden robes are all obedient birds, but apart from them , Lannister has no one else to defend the city."

After a pause, he leaned forward and continued: "I think as long as we can attack quickly, like... an eagle swooping down on a rabbit, the great capital will be ours. If the wind blows smoothly, our Lord Stannis will be ours tomorrow." You can sit on the Iron Throne in the evening, and then we can dress the dwarf as a clown, poke his butt with a gun, and make him dance for us!"

He chuckled and said: "Maybe your kind Lord Stannis will reward me with a wonderful night with the beautiful Queen Cersei! When I think of this, I am very motivated to fight, my friend!"

Davos put down the wine glass and replied: "Pirate, didn't you complain that the people of Westeros are too hasty? Duke Stannis is fair, and you will be well rewarded for every effort you make. "

Salado said plaintively: "Dear old friend, what this poor friend wants is golden gold, not a promise written in black and white!"

Davos solemnly promised: "Salladhor, you will get the gold when we seize the kingdom's treasury in King's Landing. Stannis Baratheon is the most trustworthy person in the Seven Kingdoms, and he will fulfill his promise." promise."

Salado waved his hand impatiently: "Okay, okay, my friend."

Davos showed a smile: "Thank you, my friend."

Salladhor sighed helplessly, then moved slightly closer to Davos. He suppressed the smile on his face: "Davos, even if we take King's Landing as you said, how long do you think we can hold it? Tywin... The Lannister forces are heavily armed, and Renly Baratheon..."

After a pause, he continued: "I heard that Stannis's brother Renly is preparing to take his young and beautiful queen, the group of flower lords and shining knights, and a hundred thousand soldiers, along the Rose Road towards us. Come from this big city."

Davos said in surprise: "Are you sure? He wants to take his bride with him to fight?"

Salado laughed, shrugged, and said, "It's a pity that the king didn't think of explaining the reason to me..."

His expression became wretched, and he added: "Maybe... he can't bear the bride's warmth all night long? Or... he thinks he has a chance to win."

Davos pondered for a moment and said, "I will report this to Lord Stannis." "

Salado drank the rest of the wine in the glass in one gulp, wiped his mouth with his hand, and said: "Dear Sir, when do you think our leader will give the order to sail?"

Davos frowned and said: "I think it will be soon, my friend."

"Still waiting for the guidance from the red-robed priestess?"

Davos was silent for a moment and nodded slightly.

Salado spread his hands and stood up from the chair: "I know, it seems that it won't be long before the two of us can have a feast in the Red Castle and listen to the happy tunes sung by the dwarfs."

He came over and patted Davos on the shoulder, and said: "When you meet His Majesty Stannis, please remind him that by the next new moon, he will owe me another twenty-two thousand gold. Golden Dragon...Well, if he lets me sleep with Queen Cersei for one night, I can reduce the interest a little."

After saying that, Sarada walked out of the tavern.

Davos frowned and continued to sit for a while, then glanced at the sky outside. He drained the ale in the glass in one gulp, pushed the glass away, stood up and left.

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Outside the temple of Dragonstone, flames soared into the sky. The girl and the Virgin, the warrior and the blacksmith, the old woman with pearly eyes, the Heavenly Father with a gold-plated beard, and the Stranger carved like an animal were all in the sea of ​​flames.

Hundreds of people gathered here to watch the scene of the burning of the Seven Gods. At this time... such a disrespectful act was done to the gods that most people had worshiped their entire lives. Even the soldiers who maintained order felt deeply uneasy.

Melisandre walked slowly around the blazing fire. She was dressed in crimson blood-colored robes. Her eyes were as red as the big gem on her neck, as if they were burning.

She chanted as she walked: "We offer you these false gods, these seven-faced gods, your enemies. Please take them away and give us your light, for the night is dark and everything is dangerous."

She shouted: "O R'hllor, Lord of Light! Mortals are in darkness, please come here!"

Stannis stood watching expressionlessly, while his wife Selyse Florent recited the prayer devoutly with Melisandre beside him.

Seeing the gods being burned, Davos, who stood behind and watched, frowned... Those who opposed the Lord of Light were either killed or imprisoned. No one would stop this.

He sighed secretly. For Davos, who was born as a smuggler, the gods had no special meaning to him, but he was opposed to harming his own people for issues such as true and false gods.

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Black smoke rose, billowing and twisting, and the wind direction suddenly changed. The viewers blinked, shed tears, and rubbed their eyes.

Melisandre raised her voice and said: "According to the prophecy of the ancient book of Asia, after the long summer, the stars will cry blood, and the cold darkness will cover the world. At this terrifying moment, a warrior will pull out the flaming sword from the fire. That The sword is the Red Sword of Lightbringer, the Hero, and the one who holds it is the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, and he will drive away the darkness that shrouds the world."

She raised her voice: "Azor Ahai, favored by R'hllor! Warrior of light! Son of the Holy Flame! Come! Your sword is waiting for you! Draw your sword!"

After Melisandre's words fell, Stannis strode forward as if on a battlefield. In the fire, he held the handle of the sword with his gloved right hand, pulled it hard, and pulled out the sword.

The sword was wrapped with tongues of jade-green flames, and Stannis raised the sword high.

Buzz! Everyone exclaimed in low voices.

Lady Selyse shouted: "Burning Sword!"

There was silence for a moment, and then everyone shouted: "Burning Sword!"

"Burning Sword!"

"Burning Sword!"

"Burning Sword!"

Melisandre raised her hands above her head and sang loudly: "Look! The promised sign has now come true! Look, that is the lightbringer! Azor Ahai has returned to the world! Rejoice! Warrior of the light! Rejoice! For the Sons of the Flame!”

She shouted: "The night is dark and dangerous everywhere! Lord of Light, please give us your light!"

Suddenly, Davos saw Stannis insert the flaming sword in his hand into the ground, then immediately took off the burning gloves and let them fall to the ground.

The Lightbringer stuck on the ground was still shining with red light, but the tongue of fire wrapping around the sword was quickly extinguishing.

The long sword began to turn black, and the more it looked, the more it looked like scrap metal... Davos thought to himself, is this the heroic red sword that the priestess said?