Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 53 Leaves
"Can I call you Leaf?"

The person who shouldn't exist crossed the messy floor and came to her and asked with a smile.

The scorching white mist had dissipated, and the branches and leaf tips above her head dripped a little dew, passing across her face, warm and comfortable.

At a glance, the cleaned ice and snow forest has become a clean rainforest after the midsummer rain.

But when the eyes moved down, the ice sand, pools of water, oozing flesh, scattered swords, axes, spears, black soil, and broken and fallen trees all painted a picture of death and destruction.

The two southern humans are ending all the northerners who are not yet completely dead, and their own people are terrified and at a loss.

She looked up at the sky again, and the crow had disappeared.

"The Three-Eyed Raven is not a competent green seer. I'm afraid he didn't see what's happening now. Also, who would have thought that ice and water could explode."

She bowed to Joffrey.

"The leaves surrender to you on behalf of the children of the forest. Please do not harm them. This is all my fault."

Joffrey admired her golden and green eyes, "It is said that your green or red eyes represent the talent of a green seer. Haven't you tried to become a green seer?"

Ye Zi tilted her head, "I'm not qualified yet, am I?"

"Blood Crow's intentions are not right, you know his story, it is simply synonymous with the evil of human nature, how can you let him dominate your fragile tribe?"

Ye Zi lowered her head and said nothing.

"We can be friends. Ye Zi, do you know who I am?"

People who shouldn't exist.

Tyrion knelt on one knee and sang: "Before you is the heir to the Iron Throne, Prince of Dragonstone, Lord of the Illuminati, messenger of the gospel of the gods, reincarnated Azor Ahai, destined to conquer darkness, Joffrey of House Baratheon, King of Heroes who brought the never-ending Summer, may he live forever!"

ahhh~
Ye Zi blinked cutely, hesitating to congratulate, "May he last forever."

Joffrey took a step closer, "The gods haven't given up on you. I can be the protector of the children of the forest. Under me, all creatures can work together to deal with the long night and the evil god's disaster in the future."

"Your companion can go back and convey my meaning to the tribe. With the protection of the throne, the south can become your home again."

"Of course, you can all go back to the south with me."

Ye Zi was ignorant the whole time, did I convince him?Did I say something?Are humans so kind today?
She had no choice but to translate to the original words of the five tribesmen.

Joffrey listened patiently as they talked and argued in unmeaning melodies.

His decision was not a whim.The children of the forest have excellent magical talents, docile temperament, long life span, and great pressure to continue the ethnic group. Why do they have to be exterminated?
As for his new titles, they are pretending to be aggressive anyway, it is better to pretend to be big.

The messenger of the Gospel, the reincarnation of Azor Ahai, is destined to bring the hero king of Yongxia, and the epic atmosphere that makes countless people willing to die immediately rushes towards them.

And the burning sword "Bright Messenger" is simply the sword of Longyan.

"Your Highness," Jon excitedly presented a black sword, "A Valyrian steel sword! The wildlings have such a treasure!"

Joffrey held the hilt of the sword, "Uncle, you should be able to think of its name."

Dark as smoke, the sword is slender and bloody.

Tyrion knew the answer, "One of the two Targaryen swords, Queen Visenya's dark sister, was lost to the Duke of Bloodraven."

"Uncle, do you want it?"

Tyrion chuckled, "It's long and thin, not short, my good nephew must have forgotten how tall I am."

Joffrey handed it to Jon, "Keep it for now, maybe Grandpa will like this gift, now, hundreds of years after the Lannister sword 'Light Howl' was lost."

The melody on the Son of the Forest's side gradually stopped, and Ye Zi walked over with two tribesmen.

"Your Highness, we are willing to serve you."

The other three children of the forest hid behind the trees and watched nervously.

"Very good, I believe life in the south will satisfy you." Joffrey took the opportunity to touch Ye Zi's hair, "Tell the three friends for me to be careful on the way back, the crow may become their enemy. "

can you?Ye Zi wondered if she could still trust that old man, the last green prophet.

Is he looking this way now?
Facing the weirwoods everywhere in the forest, the sacred tree on which the tribe depended for survival and their final destination, she felt a little strange and uneasy for the first time.

When the moon was just rising.

The victorious party returned to the Nightfort from the Black Gate.

Bunyan lit the bonfire with a sullen face, chewed the dry bread, and took a sip of strong wine from time to time.

The Children of the Forest, whom they thought existed only in stories, became their captives.Bunyan wanted to look happy, but he just couldn't.

He was the only Night's Watch left in the line, and he couldn't blame anyone yet.

My brother stabbed my brother in the back, who can be blamed?
It turned out that Tyrion, who was the most difficult to deal with, sat down to comfort him, "On the bright side, we also killed hundreds of wildlings and skinchangers. From now on, your ranger patrols will be much safer."

"This can be regarded as saving dozens of lives."

Bunyan twitched the corners of his mouth, and after simply putting together the information, he found that these wildlings and the children of the forest were all for the crown prince, but the night watchmen became the new souls of the battle.

Children of the forest.

He looked at the three little men beside the crown prince.

Obviously these guys were the culprits of the attack, but now nothing happened.

Bunyan really wanted to rush to revenge immediately.But he didn't move a step in the end, just listening to the conversation between the crown prince and the children of the forest.

"Yezi, how many members of your tribe are there now?"

Ye Zi sipped the mushroom soup, "There are more than 60 singers like us, and thousands of people live in the earth, trees and animals."

Joffrey verified the data in the book. More than 60, almost equivalent to extinction.

"What do you think of brother-sister love?"

"Ah, it's all right, we don't have such strict restrictions as humans."

Very good, this means that there is a high probability that the offspring of the inbreeding of the children of the forest will not have genetic defects, so there is still some possibility of saving.

Joffrey cut off a well-roasted venison.

"When we return to the south, you can live in the godswood in the Red Castle first. It's not too big, but it's enough for the time being."

"By the time……"

As he spoke, his thoughts returned to the south.

The exploration of the Great Wall is completed, and even the children of the forest have been obtained. It is time to turn our attention back to King's Landing.

The king had reached Moat Cailin, and the Neck lay ahead.

And Varys, although it seems that there is no movement after receiving the news from Pentos, how can you believe it?

Time to go back.

(End of this chapter)