The leader of the human coalition, King Robert Baratheon of the Seven Kingdoms, held the Storm Hammer in his hand, standing in the white wind and snow, with piercing eyes, overlooking the endless corpses below.
He saw the White Walker who was riding on a skeleton horse. He was the leader of all White Walkers, the commander of the Army of the Dead, and the King of the Night.
"Yaoh..."
"Is that his name?"
"Ed!"
Robert Baratheon held the war hammer in his hand, the cold wind was howling in his ears, and there was white wind and snow everywhere, making it almost impossible to open his eyes, and then he tilted his head slightly and asked where he stood.
Eddard Stark at his side.
The last time he borrowed the Valyrian steel sword 'Ice' inherited from the Stark family, he killed a White Walker, and now he has returned this magical weapon to Eddard.
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
"He should be the Night King!"
The middle-aged man with long dark brown hair was also standing on the Great Wall of Despair, looking at the White Walker below with the Ice Crown on his head, took a deep breath, and then spoke loudly.
The wind and snow are so strong now that it becomes difficult for the two of them to speak, and they have to raise their voices and shout at the top of their lungs.
The dark army of the dead below with no end in sight also put great psychological pressure on the Duke of Winterfell.
Although he looked calm on the surface now, sweat was even oozing from the man's palms.
On the human side, the leader of the White Walkers will be dubbed the "Night King".
Because of the long night that enveloped Westeros when the White Walkers attacked eight thousand years ago, the leader of the White Walkers may not even know that he has the title of 'King of the Night' on the human side.
And the same was thousands of years ago.
After the first White Walker attack, the 13th Commander-in-Chief of the Night's Watch also called himself the Night King.
There are many theories about his origin, such as the Bolton family, the Magnar clan, the Amber family, the Flint clan of the Mountain Tribe, the Knott clan, the Woodford family, etc.
Of course, there is a more widespread theory that the commander-in-chief of the Night's Watch is from the Stark family and is a brother of the 'King in the North' who later defeated him.
He proclaimed himself the 'Night King', led the Night's Watch to become independent, and appointed a woman suspected of being a White Walker as his queen.
Although the two are also called Night Kings, there seems to be no necessary connection between the two Night Kings.
But this is already a story from ancient times. No one can know the secret except the people of that era.
Maybe it's not impossible for two people to be the same person.
After all, people nowadays don’t even understand the meaning of the existence of White Walkers.
"snort--"
"This bitch, I'm going to smash his head with my own hands!"
Robert Baratheon snorted and said.
"Disturbing the rest of the dead is the most intolerable sin. Gods above, this damn Night King actually controls so many corpses. Why doesn't the selfless Heavenly Father punish this ungrateful sinner and drive him to the Seven Gods?"
Go to hell..."
Robert was rambling, probably talking about why the Seven Gods didn't punish them to drive away these monsters.
However, the original text is found in the Seven Star Bible.
'No demon, dead soul or ghost can harm those who believe in the Seven Gods. Believers can travel all over the world with faith as their armor.'
'Mortal life is like a candle in the wind, and can be extinguished by a gentle breeze. In this world, death is not far away from us, and seven levels of hell are waiting for those sinners who have not repented.'
'All sins will eventually be forgiven, but first they must be punished.'
Although Robert refers to "seven hells" or the more vulgar "son of a bitch", Robert is considered a pious man. He believes that the seven gods will be firmly on his side to help him defeat these monsters and monsters.
Eddard Stark, listening to his good brother cursing here, opened his mouth several times and seemed to hesitate to speak.
He really wanted to tell the other party that they were in the north now. The north was the territory of the old gods, and the seven gods couldn't speak easily...
And if you believe in the Seven Gods, the White Walkers must also have their own gods.
However, the Guardian of the North is, after all, a man who abides by his honor and is cautious in his words and deeds.
After all, he did not say these words, but only warned Robert.
"Your Majesty, please don't make any assumptions about the gods at this time!"
And below.
The King of the Night, riding on a skeleton horse, raised his head and looked up at the Great Wall of Despair above his head. His eyes were sharp, and ice-blue blazing flames were burning in his empty eye sockets.
He saw two people on the top of the city. One of them had a golden crown on his head, while the other had a wolf head medal on his chest.
"Um?"
The Night King made a harsh sound like ice cracking, as if he was expressing doubts.
He saw the Wolf Head Medal on Ed's chest, which reminded him of something, and his eyebrowless brows frowned slightly.
The Night King frowned slightly, and the ice mist surrounding him that almost solidified became thicker.
Then he uttered another obscure language, and then stretched out a hand.
Another White Walker riding a skeletal white bear seemed to have a telepathic connection and took the initiative to hand a frozen short spear to the Night King's hand without saying a word.
Although they are also White Walkers and appear to be different from the army of zombies who have lost their minds behind them, there are also clear levels of hierarchy among the White Walkers.
Including the White Walker killed by Robert, the White Walkers standing behind the Night King now are all of a lower level.
Some of them rode direwolves, some rode skeleton horses like the Night King, and some rode the corpses of dead mammoths.
And the Night King is obviously their leader.
The man whose whole body was exuding coldness tightly grasped the short frozen spear handed to him by his subordinates, then turned in another direction and raised his head again to look at the two people standing on the Great Wall above their heads.
But Robert and Eddard, who were standing on the Great Wall, looked down not very realistically...
The Night King seems to have taken a short spear from the hands of his subordinates?
"What does he want to do?"
"Did he want to throw it up?"
Robert Baratheon, who was holding the Stormhammer, sounded a little doubtful.
But at the same time, a bad premonition suddenly surged in his heart. You must know that the Great Wall is seven hundred feet high...
However, before Robert had finished speaking.
The next second.
Whoosh——
The Night King raised his head and looked at the two people on the Great Wall, especially Eddard Stark, who was standing next to Robert.
Blue flames danced in his eyes, and then he raised his hand and suddenly threw the short frozen spear in his hand.
The short spear made a strong screaming sound that could be heard far away. It tore through the white snow curtain and flew straight towards Eddard Stark's chest.
Although the two people on the Great Wall are now in high positions and no longer need to be present in person, they were both excellent warriors back then, and their reaction speed was naturally extremely fast.
"not good!"
The expressions of His Majesty the King and the Guardian of the North all changed.