"Sir, these are the special delicacies of our Huya tribe, roasted lamb heart, roasted pigeon, stewed snake meat, lime, mountain grape..."

Looking at the food placed in front of him, Samwell nodded with satisfaction, raised his glass and said:

"Thank the gods for the food!"

Everyone also raised their glasses quickly.

The wine is plum wine, sour and sweet, and tastes pretty good.

Although the tribal delicacies don’t look very good in appearance and are crudely prepared, the taste is actually not bad.

Unfortunately, Samwell still couldn't find the food to increase his attribute points.

After swallowing the last piece of pigeon meat, Samwell wiped his mouth with a napkin and asked:

"Have you ever heard of the Wandering Crow Tribe?"

Qi Man quickly put down his knife and fork and said:

"Sir, the Wandering Crow Tribe is also one of the nearby savage tribes."

"Where is their camp? Is it far from here?"

"Sir, this is hard to say." Cheman explained, "The Wandering Crow tribe does not have a fixed camp. It is a tribe that is constantly migrating and wandering. They regard crows as messengers of gods, so they are called Wandering Crows."

Samwell frowned: "Then do you have a way to find them?"

"Of course. As long as the Wandering Crow Tribe is still in this mountain forest, they will always leave traces. However, it will take some time to find out their whereabouts."

"Okay, send someone to do it as soon as possible. Let me know when you have any news."

"Yes." Cheman nodded in agreement, and then asked, "Sir, can I ask why you are looking for them?"

"Have you ever heard of ghost grass?"

Chiman shook his head.

Just when Samwell was disappointed, the wizard Saru said:

"Sir, I have heard of it."

"Oh? Do you know where to find this kind of grass?"

"I'm sorry, sir, this kind of grass is rare, and it is said to have spirituality and will hide from human eyes. Only people from the Wandering Crow Tribe can find it."

Samwell nodded with some disappointment.

He has only found two foods that can improve his attributes - golden tail shrimp and ghost grass.

Gold tail shrimps can be purchased, although they are quite expensive.

As for the ghost grass, it seems that the only way to find it is from the Wandering Crow Tribe.

After finishing the meal, Samwell did not stay any longer and set off back to Yingzui Island.

Cheman led his tribe to send Samwell and his party out of the village gate.

Samwell looked at Kathu who was following him like a follower, and suddenly turned around and called the wizard Saru aside alone.

"Salu, would you like to go to Yingzui Island with me?"

"No, Lord. I appreciate your kindness, but this is my home. I was born here and will die here."

Samwell looked at the indifferent wizard Saru, with a look of surprise on his face.

He originally thought that Saru's offering of Cheka's son Katu was an act of political speculation.

But now it seems that this may not be the case.

"If you stay here, you will probably die for no apparent reason." Samwell couldn't help but persuade him again.

Saru dedicating Catu to Samwell is equivalent to putting a chain around Cheman's neck, and he will definitely be resented by Cheman for this.

Chiman is not a soft-hearted person.

A man who killed his father and brother would naturally not mind killing one more wizard.

Saru smiled slightly and said calmly:

"Sir, no one can escape death, and I am no exception."

Samwell sighed, understanding that the old wizard must have been determined to die.

He probably felt guilty because of the death of the old patriarch, so he thought of dying to atone for his sins.

Samwell always felt that it was a pity that the old wizard in front of him died like this.

After thinking for a moment, he said: "Well, although I have exempted Huya Village from taxes for three months, we will eventually need a tax officer. Saru, are you willing to be the tax officer?"

Saru was stunned for a moment. Of course he knew that this was an amulet left by Samwell for himself. With this position, if Cheman really dared to kill him, it would be a great challenge to the lord's authority.

But Saru did not immediately accept the kindness, but frowned.

Seeing this, Samwell advised again:

"Even for the sake of this village, you should live. I don't feel comfortable leaving this place to Qi Man alone."

Saru then nodded and said: "Okay, sir, in that case, let me work for you."

"That's right!" Samwell laughed loudly, "Don't give up easily. This world is still big and exciting, and I want to take you to see it together."

"The outside world does not belong to us..."

"Who said that?" Samwell interrupted, "You are also the descendants of the First Men and the Andals, so are you inherently inferior to the people of the Reach? You do not lack wisdom and courage, you just lack someone who can unite all the wildlings.

people."

Saru raised his head and saw undisguised ambition in the eyes of the young knight in front of him.

To unite all the savages?

At this moment, Saru suddenly remembered something.

His old and tired heart seemed to suddenly be energized and beat violently.

"You are right." Saru looked at Samwell with bright eyes and said, "The hundreds of thousands of savages in the Red Mountains need a hero! They have been waiting for this for thousands of years!

I once heard the revelation of the gods in the wind in the mountains. He said that after the long summer, when darkness invades, a great king will be born from the fire. He will be the light in the long night, the savior of the world, and the savior of the world.

The messenger who represents the will of the gods!”

What the hell?

Samwell was startled by the fiery light flashing in the old wizard's eyes.

His casual remark actually ignited this old savant's craze.

But the next moment, he noticed that the "revelation from the gods" mentioned by the old magician was similar to the "red robe woman" in the play, Melisandre, the priestess of the Lord of Light, about Azor Ahai's reincarnation.

The predictions are strikingly similar.

They all have keywords such as the end of the long summer, darkness, fire, light, etc., and they are all the core of the story of heroic salvation.

Is this a coincidence?

Or...are the gods all revealing the same prophecy to their believers?

At this moment, Samwell suddenly had an inspiration.

Why didn't he take advantage of this prophecy?

In this world, the easiest way to have strong appeal is to have noble blood.

But unfortunately, this is exactly what Samwell lacks.

The Tully family is obviously not a noble and ancient bloodline, not to mention that his surname has now been changed to Caesar.

No one in Westeros has ever heard of this surname.

Therefore, if Samwell wants to have greater influence and more supporters in this game of thrones, he must choose another way——

Belief.

The appeal of faith is extremely terrifying.

Although the armed order has become history, it once gathered a large number of followers in the name of faith, and even almost overturned the rule of the Targaryen family.

Looking back on the people who participated in the game of power in ancient China, who didn’t do something fancy?

What about slaying a white snake, what about dreaming of the sun in your arms, what about a room filled with red light, having seven stars under your feet, and four breasts on your chest...

Samwell thought that he could also bring some auspiciousness.

Isn't it just the "Land of Smoke and Salt", "The Burning Red Sword", etc. He can make up stories based on them.

When he was weak, this kind of story was naturally of no use and not many people believed it. But when he became strong enough, this prophecy would become an amplifier of fame, allowing more people to believe that he was the leader.

The messenger of God, and thus willingly surrendered at his feet.

Maybe even the "girl in red robe" would mistake him for the prophesied prince.

Anyway, it’s not like she didn’t admit her mistake...

Thinking of this, Samwell no longer dodged the old wizard's hot gaze and said with a smile:

"Saru, do you want to hear a story about my childhood?"
Chapter completed!