Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

"My lord, his wound is full of pus, and he also has a high fever." The monk kept shaking his head.

The white-haired boy was talking all kinds of nonsense, and no one knew what language it was.

Cole has been unconscious since the knight found him. Kevan couldn't help but think about that white hair. When he first saw it, his hair was just like stubble, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blond or something. But now

It looks like a silver head.

"Silver hair and purple eyes, is he a bastard of the Targaryen family?" Kevan couldn't help but think to himself. During the battle in King's Landing, he followed Tywin and watched the Lannister soldiers kill King's Landing until it was a river of blood.

, watching the Mountain bring two female corpses and a baby boy in front of them. They were Princess Elia Martell of Dorne and the first wife of Crown Prince Rhaegar. Her clothes were already disheveled. Some people said that the Mountain was there.

He raped her before killing her, and Mo Shan himself did not deny it.

He remembered that when he first met Elia, Tyrion had just been born, and she happily said that she would adopt this deformed child. At that time, she should be the same age as the silver-haired boy, just an innocent girl.

When he saw her again, Princess Martell had become a graceful and luxurious crown princess.

The last time he saw her was a corpse. He remembered that Tywin looked very bad at the time, the disheveled Princess Elia, and the little Princess Rhaenys Targaryen who had been stabbed more than fifty times. She was only three years old at the time.

, not as high as Kevan's legs. Kevan remembered that when he saw her in the Red Keep, she always hugged a black cat, which she called "Balerion". Of the three corpses, the one that made Kevan most uncomfortable was

The baby with a rotten head was said to have been slapped against the wall by the Mountain. Among the pile of rotten flesh, Kevan saw the blood-stained white blond hair.

Kevan himself and his son both had blond hair, and he could recognize them instantly.

The monk told him that when the gods summoned back a heroic soul, they would make him pure and innocent, so the child's hair turned white.

Kevan sighed, let's just assume that the gods wanted to do this. Half of the credit for this victory belongs to this child, but if the gods really care, let him wake up.

After Kevan visited Cole, he left with his guards. After capturing Riverrun, he still had a lot to do.

In the camp, only Cole's attendant Munda was busy at this time. Kevan told him to take good care of Cole and tell him if he woke up.

When he opened his eyes, this time it was no longer a carved pavilion, but a vast white world.

Among the white, he saw a Xuyan Gate, standing tall.

In front of the door is a scale.

Cole himself was standing on one side of the scale.

Where is this? Is it a dream?

Opposite him stood a group of horses.

The huge door frame that looked like a whirlpool was shining with purple ripples. After Cole stood on the scale, the horse on the opposite side flew up. Cole saw a person riding on it. He couldn't look at the face and could only look at it from a distance.

To that long braided hair.

After the horse flew away in the air, the scale began to sink slowly, shaking constantly, making Cole unable to stand at all. The knob of the scale clicked, and Cole fell on the plate.

The huge iron chain holding the tray above his head made a clanging sound. Cole lay on the edge of the scale and looked into the distance. The originally white world was instantly filled with blood and flames.

Pillars of fire spewed out from the cracks in the ground, and the magma emitted gurgling hot bubbles. The scales were bringing Cole closer and closer.

What made Cole's scalp numb even more was the rolling red and black blood leaching out from the cliffs between the two sides of the magma, broken limbs, half-skeletal heads, and countless howls that seemed to come from the abyss.

Cole stood up in horror and grabbed the iron chain of the pallet. Now he only had one belief, he would keep climbing up, and keep climbing up.

Kevan was stationed at Riverrun. He only left two thousand men to garrison the castle with him. He led the remaining soldiers to support the Lannister northern army. Cole was also taken away by his Firemen.

Kevan originally didn't allow it, but the Fire People didn't listen at all, and even used swords.

Thinking that Tywin had maesters with better medical skills, Kevan could only let them go.

Now that the army has been setting off for two days, it is estimated that it has reached the intersection of the King's Road, which is also the convergence point of the Trident River.

Suddenly the Raven Feeder delivered a letter from Raven. The letter was from his brother Tywin. He praised Kevan generously and mentioned Cole at the end of the letter.

After taking Riverrun, Kevan quickly released the raven and gave the news to Tywin. In fact, before the war started, Kevan wanted to ask Tywin for his opinion, but thought that the raven might be captured by the enemy, so he decided to

Be patient but not angry.

The child did not survive the high fever. He was escorted to the northern camp by a dozen knights. Tywin said that the free people were revolting, saying that the flatlanders had killed their king. Tywin personally presided over the child's funeral, and they

He was placed on the raft, and the Silent Sisters sewed up the wounds on his back, and dressed him in red gold silk satin as the freedmen requested.

He did not have a noble coat of arms, so Tywin wrapped him with his own lion pennant. According to the custom of the free people, he placed all his property on the raft, which was just a sword. The free people also moved it

A broken stone was placed on top.

Kevan thought about the sword he was holding tightly in his hand when he was moved that day. It seemed that it had not been taken away and should be in his tent now. Thinking that his property should be returned to his family, Kevan sent someone to

Cole went to the camp to take his things, but everything was swept away by Munda, the attendant.

Kevan was so angry about this that he sent his cavalry to hunt down the follower.

When the raft went down the river, Tywin personally held a bow and fired rockets, giving him the highest level of courtesy. The free folk stopped causing trouble, and they were led back to the Moon Mountains by a free folk named Timei.

The goshawk flew over the valley and river. Far away on the river, a solitary raft slowly slid down the current. Suddenly, a dead tree fell from an ancient tree on the river bank, causing a crash and a wave of waves to cover the raft.

The flames were extinguished, but even the ropes binding the bodies had not been burned.

The journey was rapid, and the river was sometimes gentle and sometimes impetuous.

On the rolling river, someone saw a raft floating on the river. When they saw the person lying on it, they all lowered their heads and prayed silently, saying a word of mercy to the gods.

A crow flew by and landed on the raft. It pecked at the white body, suddenly seemed to be frightened by something, and then flew away with a squawk.

A towering waterfall appeared in front of the raft, and the raft was seen flying down quickly, without fear of the water waves rolling down the cliff.

It flew down the cliff, and was not overturned during the ups and downs. Then it continued to cheer, rushing into the sea along with the long river.

ps: The protagonist suddenly breaks out, and the whole play ends. (The dog’s head saves his life)
Chapter completed!