The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

The vast majority of the meaning of life is to gain the respect of others.

There are many ways and forms to gain the respect of others.

But regardless of the form, strength is the most important part.

There are also many ways to show strength. After Will Cao became friends with the sacred tree Lin Xinshu, he became a heir to the Holy Trinity Church that he had never heard of before. He decided that his new life should be obtained in the simplest form. The respect that should have been received: to be honest, although sometimes it hurts people; doing the real thing, although sometimes it hurts more.

Let the graceful and noble character of low-key, implicit silence and patience go to strangers.

The Holy Trinity Church, a mysterious and powerful backer that was thought to be very powerful, Will is the only descendant of this mysterious and powerful organization. Well, to put it bluntly, this organization didn't know why it disappeared thousands of years ago. Now Will is the so-called Trinity Tribunal, and Trinity Tribunal is Will.

A very domineering organization believes in the motto: in front of the **** of time and space, every life is eternal, and facing the sins and disputes of the world, there is only sacred judgment.

Sacred judge!

It means the ruling of the saint.

Disputes, sins, need sanctuary.

And it is-only the holy judge.

Only, only meaning.

These words are actually the posture of the only one in the sky and the earth! Regardless of whether you are black or white, I have the final say on your right and wrong-only the saint!

But the reality is-such a bad motto-only the sage-but the obvious lack of confidence-because there is no strength.

There is only one man in hand: Cao Weier; weapon, only one sword: Dark Night.

One person, one sword.

This gave Will an extremely absurd feeling after he understood the truth: this was actually a super joke made by the Lord of Time and Space because of his boredom.

Moreover, after verification, Will determined that this was a joke: He knelt in front of the stone statue of the city builder Brandon Stark and asked for a miracle-broken into a pile of iron powder with the unpredictable power of the **** of time and space When the giant sword was restored to its original form, there was no response.

The iron powder crushed on the ground is still a pile of iron powder.

There is no response from the will of the **** of time and space.

This is like the red robe woman Melisandre who can't see any vision in the flames, she is so helpless and disappointed.

Therefore, in Cao Weier's heart, the magnificent goal of revitalizing the Holy Tribunal went to see the strange ghost early. Although before leaving Winterfell, Xin Shu guided him to dig out a wooden box under the heart tree, which contained an uncomplicated map. Xin Tree also told Will that the God of Time and Space is also the main **** that Xin Tree admires. The wooden box was magically annihilated in Will's hands, but it did not arouse Will's sense of belonging to the Tribunal.

Because he did not see the miracle: to restore the pile of iron powder underground into a miracle of a giant sword.

Despite this, Will was very interested in cultivating the Green Vision of the Heart Tree, and he accepted the inheritance of the Heart Tree. After becoming the Bachelor Commander of the Holy Tribunal, the only difference is that Xinshu's attitude towards him has changed a lot. The tone of communication through the soul power has become the respect of the soldier facing the commander. The vassals face the humility of the lord.

This change made Will a little confused and uncomfortable, but he soon began to enjoy the feeling.

The humble attitude of the ancient heart tree made him feel the unprecedented respect he deserves as a person.

In the Shenmu Forest, the Eddy Stark family used it as the heart tree to convey the will of the old god, and he felt a little bowing to him. Thinking about it, I found it magical and refreshing.

So this gave Will a new outlook on life: let the graceful and noble character of low-key, implicit silence and patience go to strangers, and use the simplest form to gain the respect that should be received: to be honest, although sometimes It hurts people, such as saying that peppercorns are numb as the face of marijuana seeds; doing practical things, although sometimes it hurts more, such as kicking a piece of mud and hitting the face of the respected swordsman Sir Roderick, waiting for his eyes When he opened it, the sword was already on the back of his neck.

Now Will is facing this need to do practical things again. Desmond and the two knights took a dozen canine workers and dozens of hounds to hunt in the wolf forest. They happened to meet him. One of the knights wanted Compare him with a spear charge.

Will Cao immediately agreed.

He decided to take down Harris Moran, who was observing the outside with only a slit in the armor and helmet with a closed mask.

Although training a lance will not cause impact damage to people, because there is no gun head, the front part of the gun has also been specially treated, and it will shatter when it hits an object-but there is no damage because you are wearing armor and helmets when.

Now Harris Moran is wearing all the protective gear. If he is hit by Will, the armor will protect him; if he is shot down by Will, when his head falls, the helmet with the closed neck will also protect him. Hold his head and neck.

Compared to the guy Harris Moran, Will seemed to be undressed.

But he didn't worry about himself at all, but the rider beside him looked a little restless.

Jory and the five riders all knew that Harris was the best in the North in lance riding. He had participated in many competitions and was unreachable. All of them showed a smile. They softly played vulgar jokes and waited to see Harris. Knocked Will off the horse severely, letting out a bad breath in his chest.

Harris is still the master of Jory Desmond and the others.

Because of Harris' pride and honor, he refused to face the brothers in black without armor and helmets.

However, after listening to Will's ‘brilliant’ deeds, Harris, the number one lancer in the North, was successfully persuaded by these brothers.

"Brother Will, do you want to change Desmond's horse?" Harris said.

He and the hound team set up camp here first, and they set out one night early to catch the beasts, and the horses they brought were one person and two riders. They have already rested here, and everything feels pretty good.

"No need," Will said.

"Your horse has been walking for a day and is tired. You will suffer a lot if you don't change horses. My horse is full of energy."

Horsepower is very important when riding a gun to hedge.

"No, I will knock you off. I like to see your warriors in the north look disappointed again." Will said. His tone was as if he was saying that buddy had another glass of wine.

Harris Moran’s riding skills are very good. After Ed Stark follows King Robert to King’s Landing, he will become the new Winterfell Guard Captain and take on Robb Stark’s personal guard .

He is a real man in the North, a superb rider, martial arts high and strong, riding a spear is his unique skill.

No matter how you look at it, Will Cao is defeated.

But Will was very calm, he didn't have any consciousness when he died.

Under Desmond’s command, Will and Harris turned their horses around and ran a hundred meters away, then stood still, each with their left arms rolled up a triangular shield, their right hands erected their long lances, and their right elbows firmly The handle of the gun was clamped under the armpit.

When Desmond gave the order, he saw Harris's legs clamped, and the horses roared out like a dragon. The horses' hoofs fluttered, splashing the remaining ice, white snow and the shallow grass mud flying together, as if in Harris. A galloping dragon tail appeared behind his horse.

People are like lions, horses are like dragons.

Harris, the number one lance in the North, has a well-deserved reputation.

Jory Desmond and others applauded and cheered in unison.

But, two hundred meters away, Will was a slow horse race to ride a lance to hedge. With this momentum alone, he had already lost ninety-nine percent.