The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Green looked at the sea, as if crossing the narrow sea to see Braavos: "No, Lord Will. It has nothing to do with where the family came from, I just don’t want others to know that the Belish family is just from Braavos. The ordinary swordsman of Sri Lanka. It is not a noble blood inheritance. It is not able to raise its head among the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms. Even if they are in a high position, they cannot be respected by the nobles. Even the women who pursue the nobles are not qualified. This is unfair! "

Will shut up again. Green asked him to speak here alone. What did he want to say?

"To change the destiny of the Belishi family, starting from me, this is my oath. I want to make Belishi a true noble inheritance, let the blood of Belishi rise from me, I am the Belishi family Founder."

"At present, it seems that you don't have this opportunity."

"No, that's not the case, Lord Will, I saw the golden opportunity to realize my dream tonight. My goal is to become a duke with a fief. My castle is like Winterfell and Rushing City. They I will also have my own brilliant name. If I can only be the earl of sheep **** and the owner of the deserted tower in my life, then I would rather jump into this ocean now."

Will stared into Green's eyes carefully, and he saw Green's determination.

Everyone has his own ultimate goal that he wants to spend his entire life to achieve. Green's goal is to become the founder of the hereditary Duke of Berishy family.

If you fail, you would rather die!

Will saw Green's determination and death.

"Green, I can't make you a duke."

"You can, Lord Will."

"Oh, tell me."

"Master Ed Stark is dead. Her Majesty Shireen is here. The ten-year-old Shireen cannot lead the Seven Nations." Green's eyes flickered.

"Do you want me to take the throne, sit on Ed Stark's throne, and have Her Majesty Shireen appoint me as the king's hand?"

"Master Will, you have been the hand of the king, and you have done better than Ed Stark." There is a strange drum power in Green's voice, "I don't need you to speak, I will suggest that everyone choose you. The new regent, the guardian of the whole territory, the hand of the king, assists Her Majesty Shirin, so that he can justly issue orders to the seven countries, whether it is conscription or ration, we will be famous. All the nobles who do not obey the dispatch are all Enemies of the kingdom. To eradicate enemies of the kingdom is the responsibility of the regent, the guardian of the whole territory, and the hand of the king. I will follow you faithfully, whether it is killing ghosts outside or removing political enemies inside, I will always be your best Powerful hands."

"What you want is a real fief, a fief granted by your majesty who has been promoted from earl to duke."

"Yes, I want to be a true nobleman of the Seven Kingdoms. Petir Belish can’t be the Earl of Goat Shit all his life. I want to become the Duke of Belish. The sound bird family crest I created will become The noble family crest passed down by the Berish family from generation to generation."

"Okay." Will simply said one word.

Petir Bellissy was overjoyed. He immediately knelt down on one knee and swore an oath to follow Will: "——Master Will, Petir Bellissy, in the name of the ancient gods and all the new gods, is Swear by the honor of the ancestors of the Risch family——From this moment on, Petir Berlisch will always follow Lord Will and assist you in your achievements, except for ghosts, and against powerful enemies. No matter the winter and heat, no matter where the enemies are, No matter the mountains collapse, no matter the sea dries up, no matter the sun rises to the west, no matter the moon sets to the east, never swear."

Will also responded with an oath in the name of the old and new gods, promising to help Petir Belishy become a Duke, get rid of the scornful knighthood of Goat Shit, and make Petir the Belish family. Founder of the hereditary aristocracy.

"Master Petit Berish, when you return to the Great Wall, I will ask the Bachelor of Science to help you restore your original appearance."

"Yes, my lord." Pettier stood up at Will's sign.

He was relieved, he found a strong backing he had weighed for a long time, and he no longer had to worry that Will would kill him because of minor mistakes and suspicions. He used to be alone and tried his best to achieve his ultimate goal, and worked hard, but now with Will's great help, he will get twice the result with half the effort.

Petir is very excited.

"Master Will, I will introduce you a strong general." Green pointed to the figure far away on the coast. "Sir Rosso, a loyal and brave man, with great power and great martial arts, we will conquer the Vale Toman. Lannister, revenge for Ed Stark and the royal courtiers is the time to employ people."

"Okay, call him over."

The sheep dung on the desert island of Petir is barren and desolate, and the people in the fief cannot provide any tax revenue for the lord. This Sir Rosso kept his promise to stay here to look after the small stone tower for Petir, and after Petir interrupted the information on funds, materials and ravens, he relied on hunting, fishing and raising goats to support himself and refused to leave. And his three partners are indeed rare loyal people.

*

"Sir Rosso." Will looked at the jazz, who was in tatters and was indistinguishable from the poor fishermen on the desert island.

It is hard to imagine a jazz living such an ascetic life. Sirs are proud, but the pride of this man is in his bones.

"Yes, Lord Will."

"Why are you so loyal to Master Pettil Berishi?"

"Master Petir is kind to me. He hoped that I could help him guard the fief. I promised him."

"A simple promise is to live in such a difficult environment, and it seems like it's nowhere in sight."

"Yes, my lord, I'm also thinking about Master Petil's ability to get me out of here soon."

"One year ago, Master Petil cut off all financial and material assistance, and the raven information is gone. After losing all his information, how long do you think you can stay here?"

"I don't know, sir, every day I am here is torment. Look at the leather vest I am wearing, it is too torn to be mended."

"But you persisted and did not leave."

"If Master Petil doesn't come back today, maybe I can't help but leave tomorrow. I have raised more than a hundred sheep here and learned how to fish. But we have no food, and there is no food to grow on the rocks. ,grown ups."

"Do you want to go with us?"

"Can't wait, my lord."

"Well, we will attack the valley, what do you have, Sir Rosso."

"My sword can chop off the enemy's head for adults." Rosso drew out the long sword from his waist. The sheath of the long sword was also badly worn, but the light of the sword was as bright as autumn water, and the blade was cold.

"Good sword!"

"I polish it every day, Lord Will. Every day."

"Then you are practicing sword every day?"

"Yes, my lord, I practice sword every day and dare not slack off."

"Okay, now Master Petil has sworn allegiance to me. If you are willing to kneel down and swear to follow me, I promise to give you the opportunity to choose a Valyrian steel sword. You can name it yourself and put it He serves as the clan sword of your family."

Rosso was overjoyed, and a Valyrian steel sword was hard to find. How many prominent nobles want to have a Valyrian steel sword and cannot get it!

However, Rosso was a gracious person. He did not agree to Will, but looked at Petir Belishi.

He already knew that Green was Petyr Berish, he just changed his face to make things easier. As for Petir Belish's face change and severed hand, Petir did not tell Rosso the reason, so he would never ask.

Petir Bellissy smiled: "Sir Rosso, you are a famous sword. You can no longer hide in my tattered scabbard. You have repaid my kindness. The kindness between us will be cleared from now on. , I no longer have a relationship with you. I hope you can swear an oath to follow Lord Will with me. Now that the Seven Kingdoms are troubled and the north is attacking, this is the opportunity for the hero and the warrior to do something great."

Rosso de Petil let go, and was even more excited. He first knelt to Petil, thanked Master Petil, then knelt to Will, swearing to follow him.

Will is overjoyed. People like Rosso regard honor above life. Once they swear to follow allegiance, there will be no change.

This was actually a big gift Pettil swore to Will immediately afterwards.

Petir works closely together and does not leak. If he wants Will to truly trust him, he will take practical actions.

"Sir Rosso, you are my guard at ordinary times, and my general in wartime."

"Yes, my lord."

After the two swear to each other, Rosso stood up and naturally stood behind Will.

In the sky, the sound of two griffon clanks came from a distant mountain range, and the brothers and sisters of Flame and Azurite went out to hunt.

*

The stone tower passed down through the three generations of Petir’s family is indeed too small. The living room and the rooms where the people live are separated by stone walls.

The second floor is the guest room and storage room, and the third floor is the owner's bedroom.

The space on each floor is very narrow. Because the stone tower is tapered, the owner's bedroom on the third floor is very small. With a bed and a wardrobe, there is no more space. Any noble butler lived in a place more spacious than Petir's master bedroom.

Except for a separate room for the people on the first floor, the rest of the space is the dining room and the living room. The walls are scorched black by candles and torches. There is no carpet on the ground, which is a stone ground. A large round table has been rubbed off with red paint, and a few chairs are placed in front of the round table.

Under the light of torches and candles, Will introduced Sir Rosen to everyone.

Brienne and Helhunter, who were injured by the arrow, have also got up. Will's anti-inflammatory ointment has a miraculous effect. After applying it, it cools and reduces the fever, the heat of the wound dissipates, and the human spirit is better.

Her Majesty Shireen was sitting at the round table under the guards of Barristan and Bran Stark. She looked awkward, and the girl's hands were gently twisted together. She didn’t know what to say to these people, she didn’t know what they would do next, in the valley plains and mountains to the west, and the valley knights who were hunting them down. Their situation is not out of danger, but these people After Will came, everyone seemed to forget the danger, and their expressions became more relaxed.

Her Majesty Shireen also escaped from the recent rush, only to learn from Bran that Lord Will had pretended to be Ed Stark as the hand of the king in King’s Landing, helping his father Stannis I sit on the Iron Throne. Ed Stark is Will himself.

The little girl didn't dare to look at Will clearly. For people who could change their faces, Xilin felt that this kind of person was too mysterious, just like the Great Master Meili Shanzhuo, not very credible, it is best to stay away.

But because everyone respected and admired Lord Will, Little Shireen concealed her guard against Will very well.

"Your Majesty Shireen, Sir Barristan, Knight Bran, I want to apologize to you." Green said. He stood up, knelt down on one knee, facing Princess Shireen, and then squatted his head heavily.

Lord Green has started his own plan: without further ado, help Will take over the power so that he can act cheaply, resist foreign ghosts outside, eliminate powerful enemies inside, and dominate the mainland.

Little Shireen tried to pretend to be calm and composed. When something happened suddenly, she didn't know what to do or how to communicate. Before today, she didn't know anyone who was kneeling in front of her and was frank and guilty.

Under the big round table, Her Majesty Shireen's hand held Bran's hand.

Everyone was quite surprised, and Will was also a little surprised, but he knew that Green must have deep meaning in doing this. This man is an excellent counselor. Of the Seven Kingdoms, perhaps only Tyrion and Varys can compare with him, Tyrion and Varys is not here, so let's see what he is going to do!

Barristan glanced at Will and saw the surprise in Will’s eyes. He knew Will and didn’t know what Green meant by this move. Barristan was in a good mood. He worried that Will and Green had conspired to do it. What, after all, whoever masters Her Majesty Xilin will master the authority of the kingdom.

Xilin claims to be king, which is a good thing for the kingdom, and the country cannot be without a king for a day. It was a big bad thing for her herself. From now on, no matter whether the little girl understood or not, no matter where she was, there would be a large group of people coming to her to ask her about state affairs, but she didn't understand anything. She seems to be under protection, but in fact she is in danger at any time. No one knows what kind of heart the people around her are comfortable with, and what kind of powerful people are behind them.

Barristan Selmi has great trust in Ed Stark. With Ed Stark, he is determined in his heart and has no doubts. However, now Ed Stark is dead. After the blood gate massacre, he became suspicious and sensitive to those around him, and he didn't dare to trust those around him.

Barristan said: "Green, you are the chief of the Great Wall, what guilt do you have against Her Majesty Shireen? Even if you have done something wrong, it will be wiped out after you became the night watchman."

Barristan trusts the Stark family, but it is a pity that Bran Stark and Arya Stark's two ice wolves were shot to death in the blood. Robert Royce has a family centurion team here, but Robert Royce also seems to be loyal to Will. He is the deputy commander of the Great Wall Four-Nation Army and came back to the valley by Will to recruit.

"Master Barristan, I am not the chief secretary of the Great Wall. To be honest, I am Pettil Berish, the treasurer of Robert I and Stannis, the finance minister for two generations of kings. I did not perform my duties faithfully and changed my mind in the royal family. At that time, I ran away in order to protect myself. I see that your whereabouts are hard for me today, and I regret it.

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ps: I will have a holiday tomorrow, sorry.