Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord - Chapter 143
Chapter 143 Return to “Winter Night”
Chapter 143 Return to “Winter Night”
“Lord Yurius.” Her dignified salute was already dressed up.
Cornes personally attended her wedding as a witness.
“Mrs. Lannut.” Cole responded with a smile.
Sansa sighed in his heart: he even changed his title, just like Joffri’s wedding and they regarded her as Lannister, but her name was Sansa Stark.
This person is a liar, she is resentful.
But if you think about it, he didn’t promise her anything, but he just said a word of comfort.
In this castle, she can’t believe anyone’s words. As Tangos said, what they want to use is just her identity.
Whether it is Lannister or Tilier.
He left without saying anything. This time, he even had no comfort. Has he regarded him as Lannister?
Cole never thought that he would bring hope to a girl. At that time, he did have the intention of comfort, and he didn’t even keep it in mind.
Shortly after, she was about to be picked up by her little finger, and his words were right.
Of course, this incident happen, and Cole dare not affirm 100 %.
But this encounter made him think more.
Holding a sheepskin strip in his hand, he almost forgot about it. If it hadn’t fell to the ground, Cole couldn’t remember.
What would Warris ask him to take?
Cole took Du Lan and Jose out of the red castle, and she didn’t know behind her eyes.
They came to Steel Street in the horse, found the shop along the map, and found a hidden place. In a corner of the Gaqiu Mountain in Visunia, here is close to Mud Street.Many people are walking through.
The horsepower shocked the people in the wagmine shop, and then came out of a black blacksmith. It looked very strong, with a strong beard and a bright look.
“Master, welcome your driving.” He glanced at the coat of coat on his clothes, and then looked at the two knights behind him. He quickly determined that his identity was extraordinary.
Recently, Junlin’s power has been more than doubled.
“You are this blacksmith?” Cole asked.
He took off his horse sideways, handed the reins to Jose, took out the bar that labeled the address, and asked him, “Look, is the address above here.”
The blacksmith wiped the dark and wide palm on the clothes before taking the wool paper roll.”Yes, adult. This is my shop.”
“I don’t know if you need to build an armor or a weapon?”
“Someone let me come here to get things.” Cole said directly, at the same time glanced at his shop.
It is already on the edge of the Iron and Steel Street, and the best blacksmiths in Junlin should be in the deepest part of Steel Street.
Judging from the living iron tools and agricultural tools in the shop, the blacksmith does not even create weapons and armor.
His blacksmith’s eyes flashed in doubt.
Cole continued, “It is the King’s Intelligence Manager Varis.”
Blacksmith still look like an inexplicable look.
“Oh, I’m sorry, adult. Please forgive me for this stupidity. Someone really entrusted me to keep something for him. He did not disclose his name, but he would have a silver -haired knight in the future.” He said that he paused instantly.Essence
Is this silver knight, is this not right?
The blacksmith patted his head, “I’m really damn, please wait, Master. I will take things for you.”
By the way, he walked towards the shop.
After a while, he took a tightly wrapped thing and walked over.
The gray wool cloth wraps a long thing.
Cole took things in his hand and only felt very familiar.
Pulling the cloth slowly, a simple and unparalleled hilt exposed inside. When he saw the horn handle, his heart trembled.
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Winter night!
Cole did not pull out the sword, but tangled the cloth strip back.
In addition to the winter night, there are naturally the salute brought by his self -sized Great Wall.
It turned out that Varis said that, and Cole always thought that the winter night should be in the hands of Lannister, and he was thinking about it with Tilion.
If this sword is really Warelia, he should not be able to take it back for the time being.
I couldn’t think of this sword in the hands of Waris, and there were these salutes.
What does the eight -claw spider give him back to him?Is it the original owner?
Will eunuch be so kind?
Although Cole puzzled Warris’ intention, he could not help but feel happy in his heart.
His joy did not last long.
Suddenly there was noisy fighting in the rotten mud Street on the blacksmith, and he heard the sound of the fighting fighting.
Cole looked at it and saw a crowd.
He heard someone shout, “There are still a few more!”
“Kill them! Kill them!”
Countless sounds quickly drowned over the mud street.
Corge saw the refugees holding the weapon and surrounded him.
They were holding farm tools and sticks in their hands, and even with knives and swords.
“Master Corne.” Du Lan shouted at him, and the Count of Fatty Hiddo seemed to be scared by the scene.
Several golden robes were knocked down by refugees and did not know life and death, but now they seem to move their eyes and anger to here.
Seeing the crowds full of the entire street, count the details that are close to hundreds of people.
Cursing and roar sounded, and Cole had only three, and even Jesse even worn the armor.
“It seems to be a refugee riots.” Dulan leaned against Kor.
They ignored the armor on Jose, the long sword between Cole’s waist, and rushed from all directions from all directions.
Soon the first wave of mobs had already come to them, and they raised the things in their hands to say hello to the people of Corge.
Seeing this, Korr stopped thinking about why this group of refugees was riot, he pulled out the winter night.
This old man was much lighter than the two long swords around his waist. Han Mang was rampant like moonlight. The wrapped cloth strip was directly penetrated by the blade.
A sword slammed down, the door of the comer was cut, and the blade cut off half a face, looking very horrible and bloody.
This time, they directly shocked the mobs. They were dare not move around on both sides. After all, the killing of the sword was too fast and too thrilling.They said that they were just a group of civilians.
Cole can see the fear on their faces.
Someone in the crowd shouted, “They only have three people! We don’t have to be afraid!”
Instantly, some people responded.
The refugees who originally stopped seemed to be used again.
Yes, there are only three people in front of their eyes.
The three of the Corers leaned back with swords. He looked around the group of refugees, and he guessing some suspects in his heart.
At this time, the mob had rioted again.
Da Da ~
The horses sound fiercely.
(This chapter is finished)