Chapter 1060
"North's Ice King, North's Ice King, North's Ice King..."
Beginning with Gate of the Gods, the crowd cheered like ink poured into a pool of clear water, The speed of sound, from west to east, spreads over most of King's Landing.
Innumerable people, ordinary people, gray robe beggar army, Warrior's Sons with colorful striped capes, dignitaries and foreign merchants... They cheered loudly, like Meet the legendary hero.
A group of people entered the door amid cheers and applause. The team raised the gray Direwolf flag on the left and the Three Headed Dragon flag with gray on the white background on the right, surrounded by a tall and straight man with a beard face in the center.
The man's crotch is not an ordinary warhorse, but a gray-white unicorn whose hair is dyed with a touch of blood red, accompanied by a red-eyed and white-haired Direwolf.
The unicorn is two meters high and five meters long. It looks like a yak with long horns, but compared with the bulky yak, the unicorn is more vigorous and powerful.
A female corpse with butterfly wings is strung on the horn that looks like a Demon God lance.
The woman's skin is as pale as death, with a strange ice blue glyph on the surface. The thin ice-like wings were torn apart by the sword lance, and there were many piercing wounds on the limbs.
A tall Knight stepped out of the group, pointed at the butterfly corpse on the single horn, and yelled at the surrounding King's Landing people: "The North's Ice King has killed the Ice Butterfly Demon!"
"North's Ice King is incomparably brave, and North's Ice King is boundless!" The crowd of onlookers became more and more excited, and all of them blushed and shouted piercingly.
"It's amazing. Seven days ago, Ice Butterfly Demon led 100,000 Wights to bloodbath Antlers. Today, they are already dead in King's Landing. North's Ice King, name is not in vain!" The black man in the feather cloak sighed with emotion.
"You're not dead yet!" A joking voice suddenly came from the side.
The black man turned his head to look, only to see a handsome dwarf in a black wool cape looking at oneself with full of smiles.
"You are..." The black man recalled carefully, he didn't seem to have seen this person, but his voice...
Suddenly, he thought of a person , "Tyrion, is that you?! You're back?"
"Shh, don't shout too loudly, I don't want to steal the limelight from my good nephew!" Take the elevator to ascend slowly.
"This is your child?" The black man was surprised to see dwarf holding a swaddle of sky blue brocade in his arms.
"I would rather have a son or a daughter, but unfortunately..."
Tyrion shook his head sadly, uncovering the outer brocade and the inner white. Lion skin, holding the child to look at the unicorn Knight in the center of the crowd.
"Little Tywin, look at North's Ice King who slashed Spiritual God in anger. He is so majestic and popular. Learn more from this cousin in the future, not your uncle."
"Tywin, my uncle..." The black pupil shrink, looking closely at the iconic golden hair and blue eyes, trembled: "Myrcella is still alive? Is he Myrcella's son?"
“Why do you think Myrcella is dead?” Tyrion wondered.
“Cersei keeps saying that her daughter was beaten to death by the Dragon Queen.” The black snorted.
Tyrion said strangely: "Jalabhar, you were framed by my old sister as Little Rose's secret lover, do you still believe her?"
"I... ." Jalabhar grimaced.
"No way?" Tyrion looked at the man next to him in horror, nearly forty years old, with dark skin like Long Night, "I never imagined that Little Rose had such a strong taste, no wonder she was able to poop later. ......"
"Don't get me wrong, it's just a flirtatious look, no chance to enter the alley, and the court people have many eyes." Jalabhar waved his hand regretfully.
"Fuck, it's even more disgusting." Dwarf had a disgusted expression on his face, "I thought she was just hungry and thirsty, and then saw your strong black body, didn't expect to have affection. ....."
Jalabhar's eyes flashed with anger, "I'm also a Prince, how can it make you sick? Back then in King's Landing, you and I competed on the same field many times, Why don't you feel sick?"
"Don't get excited, I'm not targeting you."
"You're targeting all black people!"
"No, Jalabhar, I also like black girls, you forget?" Tyrion waved his hands again and again, "It's just your looks... bro, you should know yourself."
Jalabhar touched oneself's cheekbones The prominent square face, dissatisfied: "In Summer Isles, the popularity of my appearance will not lose to you now."
"Well, the aesthetics are different, I apologize." dwarf has no Shrugs sincerely, said curiously: "I thought you died in Summer Isles, didn't you go back after Others broke out?"
The black full name is Jalabhar Xho, Prince of Summer Isles Red Flower Vale, Failed in Game of Thrones, was exiled, and has been living in King's Landing for more than ten years, being Robert's guest.
Summer Isles has many islands, and Red Flower Vale is just a valley on one of the islands.
So, Jalabhar's Prince status is of little value.
dwarf thought he was dead because when Others broke out in North, foreigners in Seven Kingdoms fled Westeros and returned to oneself's hometown.
"I was exiled, and I didn't travel away from home. How dare I go back casually? But after the news of the collapse of the Wall reached King's Landing, I did leave Westeros and went to Pentos opposite. Then, you know The..." Jalabhar shrugged and said helplessly: "The legend is right, Long Night is a crisis for the whole world, and no one can escape it.
The siege of a million Others, on both sides of the northwest City wall, I was instantly broken through by Ice Evil God, I borrowed to live in the Prince Harvin mansion in Beicheng.
Wights came to pat my door, I was really scared to pee, hid in the cabinet shiver coldly, Fortunately, the Dragon Queen fell from the sky like a Spiritual God.
Afterwards, I left Pentos with countless wealthy merchants and nobles and took a boat to live in Driftmark.
However, the price of Driftmark is too high.
The group of real estate speculators who deserved to be killed by Others are so crazy, they think of me as a dignified Prince, they can't even afford to live in a two bedroom and one living room of 50 square meters.
I swear, those people Even if you have an indulgence, you will definitely go to Hell after death."
"Aren't Velaryon afraid of causing public anger? There are so many nobles, and they are related to each other." Tyrion wondered.
"It's not Velaryon, in fact Earl Moterys is still a child."
"Who is flipping real estate?"
"Seven Kingdoms nobles, Crownlands, The nobles of Riverlands and Stormlands purchased real estate in Driftmark in advance, built castles, hoarded food, and now all of them have made a fortune."
"No one cares?"
"Nobles The real estate speculators didn't break the law, and they still paid taxes, what to do, who would take care of it?"
"No, I remember that Dragon Queen resettled hundreds of thousands of refugees in Driftmark." Tyrion said.
"They can share rooms for free with their household registration."
At this moment, North's Ice King Jon's team has left, and the crowd has dispersed, Jalabhar looked around, Q: "Do you want to go to Great Sept? North's Ice King will publicly sacrifice the body of Evil God on the Scripture Lecture stage."
"Go ahead, Evil God or something. I vomited." Tyrion tucked the child back into the cloak to cover it, and his body slowly shortened from 1.9 meters to 1.4 meters (with a pair of height-enhancing shoes).
Jalabhar turned pale in fright, "Aren't you stepping on a brick?"
"Stepping on a brick?" dwarf smiled contemptuously and stepped back for him to see clearly.
"Without any means, can I pass scripture to the east and become the Yi Ti Deer Cauldron King?" dwarf said proudly.
Jalabhar wondered, "Have you become a king?"
"My nephews were named North's Ice King by Dragon Queen. As an uncle, what's wrong with me becoming Deer Cauldron King? "
Jalabhar looked reverently towards the east hills, and sighed, "Jon Stark's North's Ice King was earned by himself.
With his Major Perfection's Ice Witchcraft, and Ice Evil God, who died under the Dark Sister in the last five years, in King's Landing, who doesn't really praise the 'Wonderful North's Ice King'?"
dwarf said while staring: "I Did the Deer Cauldron King pick it up? The Wights I killed in Yi Ti can fill up the streets of King's Landing."
After he finished speaking, he carried the child to the city wall go.
"Where are you going? We long time no see, I'll invite you to a bar." Jalabhar chased after him.
"Do you think I can drink flower wine with my child in my arms?" Dwarf didn't stop.
"I have something to ask for your help." Jalabhar handed him a pleasing smile.
dwarf glanced down at his old friend's peeling patent leather boots, and sighed: "I have an appointment with Jaime to meet at the Taric restaurant. Come over together."
"Lion Gate Taric?"
"en."
"You two brothers meet, why not go to Casterly Rock?" Jalabhar wondered.
"You don't seem to be doing well in Mya's court! You don't even know such a non-secret secret." dwarf sighed.
"Queen Mya...was born in the rough, so elegant people like me are not very popular." Jalabhar said embarrassedly.
"What confidential information?" he asked again in confusion.
"Others King has appeared, the princes are going to hold a 'Walker Slaughtering Meeting' in King's Landing, and then join forces to go north to kill Others King." Tyrion said.
"Four years ago, the Dragon Queen disappeared, and it appeared." Jalabhar wondered.
"It didn't show up in public before, this time..." Tyrion's expression became solemn, "Since two years ago, there have been news from Eastwatch's Night's Watch that Others are riding The iceberg has reached the North.
Just last month, a Night's Watch risked his life to sneak into the occupied area and found that the Others were gathering in large numbers. Roughly estimated, it is likely to exceed 20,000 Others."
"Twenty thousand Others? Mother is merciful, and North's Ice King can't hold it!" Jalabhar opened his mouth wide, his eyes terrified.
"That's why it is necessary for the princes to form an alliance."
"What's the use of the princes?" Jalabhar shook his head vigorously, complaining: "What about the Three-Eyed Crow Bran, why didn't he send it earlier? Alert?
Since the Others are coming across the sea in batches, we can also destroy them in batches!”
“Others are all in the Occupied Zone! Even the Dragon Queen sees that place. No, otherwise how do you think the Others King is still alive?"
"Why is there a occupied area?"
"You muggle, I told you World's Will, you understand ?"
"Tell me about it," Jalabhar said.
"It's been almost eight years since Long Night came, do you think the world still belongs to human beings?"
"Does it belong to Others?"
"Equally divided Let's say Yi Ti, such a large piece of land once had a population of tens of millions, but now only Yin's 500,000 people are left.
Thanks to Dragon Queen's Daenerys' Zone, it can survive this. Five years.
If you think about it, humans only occupy one-thousandth of the land, and the rest belongs to Wights and Others, and that group of Others are still giving birth to babies...
p>You say, who does Yi Ti belong to now? and so on, who does this world belong to?"
"Is the situation so broken? I thought Long Night was almost over. There are only two years left for the ten years of Long Night promised by Dragon Queen." Jalabhar said blankly.
Tyrion said with a smile: "Long Night is indeed coming to an end. This time the princes will join forces to end the Others King. Kill it and humanity will win."
" What about Dragon Queen?" Jalabhar wondered: "Five years ago, she led 200,000 horse men out of Slaver's Bay, and spent a year sweeping Essos from south to north, east to west, back and forth several times, and then she didn't listen to it again. It's time for her news."