Chapter 139: Bachelor Pugh

After sitting on the dragon saddle, Jack looked at Lyanna and said loudly: "If all the nobles in the North are like you, the Bolton family will be doomed."

Lyanna showed no emotion on her face, but calmly stated that the warriors of Bear Island would head to the Last Hearth as quickly as possible.

Watching Korakhuu's flying back, the maester said with some emotion:

"I didn't expect that after a hundred years, the Targaryen family would hatch a dragon again."

"Did the Targaryens have many dragons in the past?" Lyanna asked curiously.

"Yes, the largest dragon is called the Black Death. It is said that when it spreads its wings it can cover King's Landing. The skull of the dragon is now in the basement of King's Landing."

Then the maester continued, "Sir, this expedition is our chance for Bear Island. The Bolton family will surely be burned to ashes by the dragon's flames when facing the dragon, and the Bolton family's territory is much richer than Bear Island."

Lyanna frowned slightly at the maester's words.

Of course, she wanted her subjects to have good farmland to cultivate instead of just fishing all the time.

Lyanna frowned and said, "But Bear Island does not have enough troops to occupy the territory of House Bolton."

The territory of the Bolton family is a smaller version of the North, and the Bolton family also has vassals.

The old maester said softly, "The Targaryen family will solve this problem for us, but you need to ask them to confer you the title of Lord of the Dreadfort."

Lyanna pursed her lips and finally said, "I'll try."

The scholar chuckled, "You are more talented than all the Earls of Bear Island. Even if expanding your territory will make you famous for generations, you don't need to put too much pressure on yourself. Believe in yourself and go all out."

Lyanna nodded and turned to walk into the house. She had to quickly arrange the affairs on Bear Island and then rush to Last Hearth.

Maester Pug stared at Lyanna's back with burning eyes. He watched Lyanna grow up, just like his daughter.

Lyanna has been studious since childhood and has outstanding political talent. What is more commendable is that she keeps her oath and is upright.

In Pug's opinion, Lyanna has the talent and temperament to become a Duke in the North.

If they could convince Lyanna to pledge direct loyalty to the Targaryens and acquire the Boltons' territories, then the Mormonts might be able to compete for the position of Guardian of the North.

But Pug knew Lyanna's character well and could only guide her patiently.

After all, integrity and magnanimity alone are not enough to make one a qualified politician and aristocrat.

It also requires the necessary political tactics and ambition.

Pug couldn't help but happily catch up with Lyanna's steps. He seemed to see a legendary Duchess being born under his training.

The Great Wall in despair, looking at the East China Sea.

Hecarim and his cavalry quickly surrounded Stannis's base camp.

There is also a baggage train of hundreds of people here, and Melisandre and the Onion Knight are also here.

Faced with the sudden appearance of Hecarim and his posture, the current Hand of the King, the Onion Knight Davos Seaworth, immediately gathered the few guards vigilantly.

"Go hide inside for a while," Davos said to Melisandre.

Melisandre frowned and returned to the back of the camp.

She had been feeling uneasy since a month ago. Although various magics were becoming easier and easier to use, she could no longer sense the presence of the Lord of Light.

Stannis didn't reply for a whole month, and Melisandre and Davos had a bad feeling.

Now the aggressive Hecarim has confirmed their premonition.

Davos held a long sword in his hand and asked the aggressive Hecarim:

"Sir Hecarim, where is His Majesty now? Why did you come back first?"

"The traitor has been slain. I am now Lord Commander of the Dragon Knights. Ser Davos, surrender."

Hecarim's words made Davos' face darken. Something had indeed happened to Stannis.

"Hecarim, how dare you openly betray His Majesty? Aren't you afraid of being laughed at for the rest of your life?"

Davos angrily accused Hecarim of being shameless, saying that as a knight he was so despicable as to betray his king.

"Haha, Stannis was never a king, he was just a traitor, Jack Poseidon is the legitimate king.

I am a knight loyal to the legitimate king. I don't know if I will be laughed at for the rest of my life, but when His Majesty the Sea King sits on the Iron Throne, I am sure that you traitors will be nailed to the pillar of shame for thousands of years."

Jack told Hecarim, Tormund and others about Daenerys' situation without reservation.

Instead of being disappointed by the news, everyone became even more excited.

Because in this way, this war turned from a war of national restoration into a half war of conquest, and a war of conquest with orthodox bloodline.

The most obvious feature of a war of conquest is the reshuffle of power. As long as you fight closely following the conqueror, you will have more opportunities than in a war of restoration.

The Onion Knights are still very loyal to Stannis, but the gap in strength between the two sides is too big. A few hundred farmers carrying baggage and the heavy knights are not on the same level at all.

Soon Davos was captured alive, the remaining farmers surrendered one after another, and Melisandre was also captured.

Melisandre was not panicked at all, but frowned, wondering what she was thinking.

"It seems that your prophecies are not always accurate, Melisandre." Hecarim rode up to Melisandre.

Melisandre said nothing, her brow still furrowed.

"It is clear that the Lord of Light's chosen savior is not Stannis Baratheon."

This time Melisandre spoke up. "Can you tell me the origins of the man you serve? Tell me in detail."

Hecarim chuckled and said, "You should ask His Majesty in person. He is the father of the real dragon."

Melisandre searched for her fingers and had a dazed expression on her face. She was sure that she only saw three fire dragons in the language, and there was definitely no fourth one.

"Is that dragon really red?" Melisandre asked again.

Hecarim glanced at Melisandre and said impatiently, "You will know if you go and see for yourself."

Hecarim had no good feelings towards Melisandre and was even a little afraid of her. He knew that Melisandre had real abilities, and Hecarim could only describe these wizards as dangerous.

At that time, many people in Stannis' army said that Melisandre gave birth to a monster, and it was this shadow monster that assassinated Renly Baratheon.

Hecarim ordered the farmers to load the baggage back onto the wagons and transport it directly to the Black Castle.

On the way, Jack met Hecarim who was returning and fell directly from the sky.

Looking at Caraxeus flapping his wings, Melisandre immediately doubted her own faith.

The prophesied prince is dead, which has already hit her hard, but now even the prophecy about the dragon is wrong.