Chapter 74 The Wheel of Time Turns

There was almost no suspense in the group competition. Varese's seven-man team worked together flawlessly and destroyed all opponents. Only the Northerners and the Dornishmen persisted longer. But as Lord Mormont was cut down by Samwell, the new knight who joined the Bloodsworn Brothers, "Axe" Samwell, and Obaya Dayne was defeated by Lyn Vartarken, in the end only Varese was left on the field. The Si family team.

The archery competition soon came to an end. Red Robb River, the illegitimate son of the Blackwood family, won the championship without any suspense, and the mysterious knight also took off his helmet after finishing third.

Lord Samwell Blackwood was immediately shocked. It was his daughter Alexa Blackwood. A contestant who did not meet the competition standards at all successfully participated. But all the knights present recognized the little girl's shooting skills. Lord Cregan Stark even showed a rare smile when Alysanne hit the target.

Although the rewards were distributed normally, many children, including Darren and Jakaris, regretted it afterwards until they were caught and spanked by their parents. If I had known earlier, I would have pretended to be a mysterious knight.

Dragon's Nest City, the corridor of the Twin Towers, Moros, the Dornish steward who had been waiting for a long time in Dragon's Nest City, finally met Long Zell. The silver-haired prince was leaning against the bronze door of the Silver-Blooded Tower. Moros had been bending here for a while.

"Guest from Sunspear." Longzell stood up straight. Although he divided Dorne with his protruding face, he still respected this frighteningly persistent opponent. "I know the purpose of your coming. The clan language of the Nameros Martell family is 'Unyielding', so you relied on Dragon King Aegon's urgent declaration of conquest to unite the lords with evil intentions and resist the wrath of the true dragon, but What’s the cost?”

Moros did not avoid Longzel's eyes, but replied matter-of-factly: "Your Highness, the price is decades of destruction. Rhaenys's fall angered Aegon and Visenya, and every castle in Dorne. Every town and farmland was burned, and almost every member of the family was murdered. Even so, Your Highness, we did not surrender."

"This is stupidity." Long Zell said unceremoniously: "Your pride has led to disaster. The people stand by your side for the pain brought by Aegon, but being a conqueror will not bring pain, but bring pain. When you come to bread, meat and beer, you only have those lords around you. Look at Dorne now. I believe Prince Keolen, who has always hoped not to expand the war, is a wise man, but where are your lords? I just promised the crown and Gold, they immediately rebelled against the sun."

"You also admitted that this was your instigation." Moros still had a faint smile. "Your Highness, there is no king in Dorne. Just like what Princess Merilla said back then, Dorne and Croaina are connected by blood. We are unyielding and will never bow our heads or bend our knees. Your Highness, blood and fire do not belong to Dorne. , you don’t belong to Dorne either.”

"If my guess is correct, the requirements of the Iron Throne for you are very simple." Longzell was both troubled and somewhat admired by Moros for his lack of energy and salt. "By bending the knee in name, you can retain the title of Prince of Dorne. The people of Dorne only need to recognize that the king on the Iron Throne is the King of the Seven Kingdoms."

Moros nodded: "This is indeed the condition given to us by King Viserys. He, like his grandfather, is a kind monarch, but my prince hopes more for a unified Dorne and an unconstrained of Dorne.”

"Prince Keolun thinks too much." Longzell interrupted Moros's conversation without politeness: "Master Manager, don't forget that you are the one who is losing on the battlefield now. The Sulfur River Basin has lost so much in the past four months. It changed hands three times, but never once did the flag of the golden spear pierce the sun rise. The city of Divine Grace even raised the Iron Gate crest of the Yronwood family twice in a row. My lord, you can’t get something on the battlefield. We can't get it at the negotiation table." Longzell walked to Moros, and his bodyguards, the Dothraki boy Ago and the black-haired and golden-eyed Hoffa, immediately followed and stared at the messenger of Dorne. "The High King of Dorne is probably more likely to accept the conditions of the Iron Throne than the proud Prince of Dorne. As for our King of the Turbulent River"

Ronzel motioned to Moros to look at the tents and flags in the distance. The meteor sword flag of the Dane family was flying in the air.

"Furthermore, messenger." Longzell continued: "The longer it takes, the worse it will be for you. The Yronwood family has taken my gold. They have enough wealth to replenish their troops from across the narrow sea. They can take it immediately." In Tianji City, where food and grass are cut off, their army is still eyeing the city of Divine Grace and Hellgate Castle. Even Princess Nymeria did not dare to underestimate the flourishing Yronwood, let alone the current Yronwood. Almost half a Dorne.”

"Your Highness, I am just a messenger." Moros lowered his head. "My mission is to persuade you to stop supporting the rebellion, and please don't underestimate the energy of the Martell family. We were unyielding under the conqueror's dragon flame, and naturally we can be unyielding under your dragon flame."

"Really?" Longzell waved his hand to Hoffa and Ago not to be impulsive. After all, Ago had already drawn his machete. "Maybe you don't understand me yet." Long Zell reached out and gently brushed Moros's eyes.

Moros was stunned for a moment.

He saw the sun wrapped in a sea of ​​blood, Keoren and Alexandra also struggling in the sea of ​​blood and eventually being swallowed by blood, he saw Sunspear engulfed in flames, he saw all the members of the Martell family he knew, even the illegitimate children in the brothel, wailing and sinking in the sea of ​​blood.

He saw the cold wind whistling, the desert turning into frozen soil, he saw blue eyes flashing across his vision.

"Seven layers of hell." Moros woke up instantly, his legs softened, and he fell directly to the ground, looking at Longzel in horror. "Devil. Devil"

"I just showed you the possible future, my lord." Longzel leaned over and looked into Moros' eyes with a smile: "First, I am a blood wizard, this is no longer a secret. Secondly, although it is difficult to curse a family, as long as enough people die and enough blood is shed, there is still hope to do it. You don't want the Martell family to disappear completely in the yellow sand of Dorne. Finally, it is a secret."

Longzel's low voice was like the whisper of the devil, which made Moros' scalp tingle: "Although Dorne rarely sees the real winter, the legend of eternal winter is not only for the Andals, but also for the Rhoynar. Remember, this is why the Conqueror is eager to unify the seven kingdoms. His ambition is only one side, another side, hehe." Longzel's last laugh made Moros sweat.

That night, the Dorne messenger rode a fast horse and left Dragon's Nest.

The wheel of time turns.

At the end of 123 AC, the city of Tianji in Prince's Pass could no longer hold out. A bolt of lightning ignited the wooden buildings in the inner city of Tianji. The fire burned all night. After the sun rose, Lewyn Yronwood finally stepped into the ruined inner city of Tianji and personally chopped off the head of his old enemy, Earl Fowler, who had turned to charcoal.

But Lewyn "King" was not happy for long. His army stationed on the southeast border was attacked by the Martell family. The young Earl Doran Goggelus showed his talent in this battle. He led 200 sand cavalry to raid the camp of the Yronwood family, beheaded Earl Jordain and Lewyn's illegitimate brother, and recaptured the fallen Godsgrace.

The angry "King" Lewyn immediately led his army south and launched a protracted confrontation with Earl Doran and Prince Keoren. No one knows why Prince Keoren, who was already in decline, stood up so quickly and was able to quickly organize a large army to confront the prosperous Yronwood.

Dragon's Nest was officially built at the beginning of 124AC, and the construction of Midsummer Hall was also progressing steadily. In November of this year, the luxurious Varese Summer Palace was completed. This palace is located in the Prince's District of the town. It is made entirely of marble and decorated with purple and silver tiles. There are dense woods, oriental-style gardens and corridors, and countless fountains and sculptures in the palace. The Great Cathedral and Midsummer Market were completed at the same time as the Summer Palace.

In 125AC, the broad walls of Midsummer Hall were completed, and the city hall was finally built. The entire city was still under steady construction. At the end of this year, the Strong Wine Castle in Wine Harbor was completed, the port was also built, and the huge military port of Silver Dragon Harbor was finally officially put into use just as the New Year of 126AC arrived.

But at this time, Longzel was standing anxiously outside the cleanest room in the entire Dragon's Nest. Valar and the taller and more mature Rey also looked at the door with some concern. Rey even grabbed his brother's hand. He whispered something.

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