Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 172 The Adopted Son of Winterfell
"The Iron Islands have been surrendered. Asha Greyjoy succeeds Duke, and Victarion Greyjoy is added as Guardian of the Sunset Sea."

Theon stared at the message on the divine light curtain, unable to return to his senses for a long time.

Asha became the Duke of Greyjoy?

Xi Enming knew it should be like this, but when he recalled the stupid girl with bowed legs and pockmarked face in the past, he always felt that it was absurd and unreal.

Not the same.

Lord Balon is dead.Once again, Theon told himself, this is our generation's time.

I.

Asha... Asha, ha.

It was still difficult for Theon to completely reverse his cognition for a while.

Compared with Asha's change, he was much more accepting of his uncle Victarion's appointment.

The guardian of the setting sun sea, this position is perfect for uncle to sit.Patrolling, fighting, and guarding the sea, Victarion is skilled and content, and at the same time, he doesn't have to worry about his loyalty.

Theon remembered his size and character.

He was Lord Commander of the Iron Fleet, a fearless warrior, a no-nonsense warrior.

He's also a heavy gray bull, strong, tireless, and dedicated, but you can't win any races with him.

There is no doubt that he will serve every lord as he serves his father, having neither the ability nor the ambition to plan a rebellion, just like every younger brother who grows up in the shadow of his elder brother.

For others, the more people with such humble devotion, the better, but the younger brothers, whether they like it or not, can only become such people in the end.

There is no way, the second sons are always treated like this.

Theon is only thankful that he didn't spend too long under the torment of his eldest brother Rodrik and second brother Marlen.

Theon couldn't imagine what he would become if he continued to be slapped drunkenly by Rodrik, and endured the vicious taunts and endless lies from Mullen until he was an adult.

Stark in Winterfell is much better.

Theon somehow remembered his brother in that ice and snow fortress.

Robb, the elder brother, maintained his majesty well, but instead of beating and scolding Bran all day, he doted on this younger brother quite a lot.

It was the Eddards, the old Nan, and the old bachelor Luwin who taught Bran to respect his brother and fulfill his responsibilities. The method was gentle and considerate, like soaking in a hot spring, like warm wind blowing on his face.

Theon can't help but envy and even resent this relationship between the Starks at times.

Rarely have the Greyjoys been so harmonious.

But he occasionally comforts himself with malicious speculation: at least he can still see clearly the ugly faces of Rodrik and Mullen, and know who is the obstacle and enemy to realize his rights, glory and future.

And what about Bran?

A warm dream, love, family affection and responsibility hold Bran down.

I'm afraid this kid will never see the truth clearly for the rest of his life. He will only smile and help Robb who inherits Winterfell. He probably feels so happy and satisfied.

How could Bran think that he himself might inherit Winterfell and become the next Duke Stark?

They are such a harmonious family.Bran was born to be his elder brother's vassal and assistant, and spend his life safely under his elder brother's protection.

Even at Bran's preoccupied age, he could only dream of being a Kingsguard.

How much difference does it make?

It's just changing the object of service from Winterfell to the king.

Now, Bran's dream is about to come true.

Theon sneered pityingly.

Despite this, the warm and peaceful daily life of the Stark family often made Theon experience another world, the world of the Green Land.

However, the warmth of Winterfell did not spread to Theon.

Although Duke Ed let Theon grow up with his children, he tried to play the role of father.Having spent so much time with Robb almost made Theon think of him as a younger brother.

But Theon was never one of them.

The whole town, from Lady Stark to the cheapest kitchen boy, knew he was a hostage to make sure his father was "well behaved" and treated him as such.

Even the illegitimate son Jon Snow was treated better than him.

Theon was most annoyed by this.

The bastard was sullen, sensitive to any taunt, and especially jealous of Theon's noble parentage and the importance Robb held of him.

Under the contempt for each other, the relationship between the two obviously will not be very good.

In fact, the feud with Jon Snow, which runs through Theon's entire time at Winterfell, becomes something of a spice of life.

Now that the two are still serving in the Guards at the same time, I really don't know what kind of unlucky fate it is.

Thinking of this, Theon finally smiled slightly.

The futures of the two people are completely different. One travels in the sea, while the other stands still.

Jon Snow is only the consul of the ruined Griffin's Roost, and it is still temporary.How could it be compared with his entire Iron Islands?
It is a great luck for the illegitimate son to command the sixth regiment of the Guards.

Although Theon's Seventh Regiment is about to be disbanded, a thousand crusaders will accompany him to the Iron Islands to assist him in controlling the Iron Islands, absorbing the Iron Fleet, and serving as the backbone of the Sunset Sea Fleet.

At that time, the Sunset Sea Fleet with hundreds of warships will make the Seven Kingdoms tremble!

I will accomplish what the Iron Islands have never done!

I will conquer the Stone Step Islands, conquer the free trade city-states, conquer Qarth and Asshai, and conquer the unknown other side of the Sea of ​​the Setting Sun!
I will be the most legendary sea monster!
to this end.

Even if she had to endure Asha's inheritance of Greyjoy's honor and name, and even be stained with the ironborn's blood, she would not hesitate!

to this end.

Just finished the last task.

Theon took a deep breath and looked up at the depths of the rain forest ahead, the fog forest city that blended with the verdant forest and mist.

The forest and the mist, which is why the city of Wulin got its name.

Although it was only a few dozen steps away from the city wall, what Theon saw was still green, and if he was not careful, he would lose his observation of the target.

That's what rainforests are all about.

Theon was no stranger to the situation.

This vast forest in Cape Wrath is wet and rainy, and the soil is rich and loose.

Cedars, hemlocks, maples, oaks, sequoias, sentinel trees, soldier pine, and worm trees thrive here, and the perennial fog provides good cover for the rainforest castle.

The guards, who were mostly orphans in King's Landing, were not used to this combat environment at first, and even nearly caused casualties.

Fortunately, with the intelligence support from the Security Bureau and the priest's treatment, after conquering the fortresses as planned, the soldiers of the Seventh Regiment gradually got used to it and were able to handle it with ease.

Wulin City is the last bastion.

After taking Wulin City, the entire Cape of Wrath will be completely recovered.

After that, Theon and the Seventh Regiment will sail to the Arbor Island by boat in Weeping Town, and then return to the Iron Islands with the Royal Fleet of the Arbor Island.

There is another sea monster to be hunted on the way.

Uncle Euron.

"Sir Theon, look, the ravens in Wulin City have been released." Adam Whitehead reminded softly.

Theon knew that the Countess of the Foggy Forest City, Marie Metelin, was an old woman with many children and grandchildren. It seemed that this battle would take longer.

He spread his hands, clean without blood.

"fire."

Theon knew what to do.

"There is no need to rush to end the battle, clean it up properly, there must be a lot of rebellion in Wulin City."

Now that I have done these tasks.

Winterfell has completely become a thing of the past, and the Starks will only further alienate and despise him.

Only the Iron Islands.

(End of this chapter)