Under the red sunset, the two long swords collided violently, sparks flying out.
The long sword that had already cut the curling blade had an old scar added to it. Sir William staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Kevan seized this opportunity, rushed forward with a broken leg, and punched the coach hard in the face with his other hand.
Bang——
The man with slightly curly hair was a little dizzy from the punch. There was blood in his mouth and his teeth moved slightly. He fell to the ground on his back.
"die!"
Kevan wanted to seize this opportunity to hit the target, but he was accidentally stumbled to the ground by William's force under his feet, and the long sword in his hand fell out.
The two men were covered in blood and mud, and the surrounding battlefield fell into silence. There were only two men fighting with fists and flesh, and the faint moans coming from the mouths of the dying people.
.
The bloody sunset enveloped the entire avenue, and the gentle breeze blew away the strong smell of blood in the air and floated into the distance. The carrion-eating birds in the sky circled in the sky, making shrill screams.
No one knew that such a tragic battle took place here.
Viserys, holding his sword in his arms, finally seized the opportunity.
Without hurting Sir William...
He penetrated the gap in Kevan Lannister's armor from behind and stabbed it in hard.
"Go to hell!"
puff--
The boy with silver-blond hair rushed over with the sword in his arms, giving Kevan a chill. The tip of the sword penetrated the knight's chest without any hindrance and passed out from the chest. The bright tip of the sword was dyed red and filled with blood.
It ticked down along the tip of the sword.
This knight, who came from the Lannister family and had experienced hundreds of battles, had participated in the Battle of the Nine Copper Kings and made many military exploits, but he never expected that he would eventually die in the hands of a child.
Then, the corpse lost all its strength and fell to the ground with its knees weak.
puff--
Viserys also gasped and drew his sword.
What he didn't notice was that after he killed Kevan, a black smoke that no one else could see followed his long sword and penetrated from Kevan's body into the palm of his hand.
Warmth spread throughout his body.
Then the boy drew his sword and slashed Kevan's neck with his sword while gasping for breath.
He was afraid that he would not kill the opponent, so he wanted to chop off Kevan's head directly. However, due to lack of strength, the sword finally got stuck halfway in the neck of the corpse.
Blood overflowed and dyed the entire land red.
And Kevan Lannister is already dead.
thump--
At this moment, Viserys finally put down his sword and sat down on the ground, his chest rising and falling violently.
From witnessing the battlefield at close range to personally killing a person with a sword, he made rapid progress and forced himself to run in order to survive.
Sir William, who was lying sprawled on the ground and had just been nearly beaten to death by Kevan's fist, now had some bruises on his face and couldn't even find the strength to sit up.
"Child, you...why do you do this?"
He watched Viserys's final act of madness and cruelty.
This seven-year-old child not only had the courage to kill the enemy, but also wanted to chop off the enemy's head.
This contrasting picture shocked him slightly, and once again refreshed his impression of the second Targaryen prince.
'Whenever a Targaryen is born, the gods toss a coin to determine whether he will be great or mad.'
The coach couldn't tell for a moment whether this was a heroic gesture or a cruel and crazy one.
"I don't know either."
Viserys sat on the ground panting heavily, glanced at Kevan's body, and saw the coat of arms exposed under the breastplate.
Then he helped the middle-aged coach up.
"Maybe I was just afraid, afraid that I didn't kill him."
He didn't say any nonsense about revenge. Everyone will know what Lannister did after that, and now he just collected a little interest.
At this time, the female family members hiding in the carriage also got out of the carriage.
No one blames them for not coming down to help just now, because their skills may not have any effect, and in fact, they will be unhelpful.
And at this time.
The sound of galloping horse hooves was heard again in the distance.
The expressions of Viserys and Sir William all changed, but this time the sound of horse hooves came from the direction where they were going.
The next second.
A group of cavalrymen holding flags appeared in their sight.
...
The next day, it was near dawn.
There is a white diagonal cross on a blue background, and two crossed war hammer flags are flying.
Rumble——
The city gate of Brown Castle opened, and Earl Redford Lake, riding on a tall horse, wearing a black cloak and deerskin gloves, was greeting him personally at the city gate.
"Your Majesty the Queen."
Wow——
Seeing the arrival of Queen Layla's carriage, Count Redfrey Lake dismounted and led his family members and servants to kneel down in a large area.
They received the notice from King's Landing, so they set out to escort Her Majesty the Queen and the Prince to Duskendale City. However, they did not expect to arrive just in time, catching several deserters from the Red Castle Guards and getting the news that the Queen was attacked by bandits.
Then Sir Jeremy Lake ordered to rush over quickly and escorted Queen Layla and the prince to Brown Castle.
Brown Castle is the home fort of the Lake family. It is located on the hills outside Dusken Valley, overlooking the entire Dusking Valley city and port.
Sir William was seriously injured and was rescued urgently. After the wounds were carefully stitched and bandaged by the bachelor of Brown Castle, he drank poppy milk and fell into a deep sleep at this moment.
Queen Leila lives alone in a bedroom and rests.
Viserys was in the same room with Rhaenys and the two little guys.
Tread...
With her silver-gold hair hanging slightly in curls on her shoulders, Viserys returned to their bedroom holding Rhaenys, who was already frightened and fell asleep.
For some reason, he felt that his strength seemed to be much stronger, and it was not difficult to pick up Rhaenys.
The little black cat Balerion also followed behind his master, and he also survived that fierce battle.
Viserys gently put the little girl on the bed, the candlelight in the bedroom swayed gently, and the sound of armor on soldiers outside was accompanied by the sound of patrolling footsteps.
"The Lake family does seem to be loyal at least now."
Viserys had some insomnia, perhaps because he had experienced too much stimulation, and the bloody reality told him that this world was not a good one.
It seemed like I was stuck in a quagmire, and I had to do my best to survive.
The boy stepped on a stool and lay on the narrow window sill of the bedroom, looking at the scenery outside the window.
Dusk Valley City and the sea are divided into two halves. The sea is somewhat quiet in the early morning, with slight waves gently lapping on the rocks.
The salty sea breeze blew in through the window, blowing on the boy's handsome cheeks like a girl, and at the same time flipping his silver-gold hair.