This is an island in the sea, with shallow meandering beaches and clean seawater that constantly washes away the rocks on the edge of the coast.
Today is a good day, the sun is shining and cloudless. Above the reef is a towering cliff. A fishermen's village is located here, with smoke rising from the cooking pots.
At the bottom of the cliff, a group of barefoot ironmen on the beach not far away were wearing wet shorts and rolled up their trouser legs under the sun. They were dragging ropes in their hands, chanting slogans in unison, and then
Their fishing boat was dragged ashore.
Among them was a young man with brown hair, black eyes, and skin that was a little dark due to constant exposure to the sun. He patted his red palms that were strangled from towing the boat, and then spit on the ground.
"Glenn, we're pretty lucky today."
At this moment, a young boy from the same village who had just towed the boat with him came up with a fish basket and greeted him.
Today, a group of friends from the village began to go out to sea at dawn, wandering around all morning, and then returned home when the sun was about to reach its strongest.
There is no pressure on the lives of the residents living on the island in this era. They rely on the mountains to eat and the water to eat. They don’t want to get rich overnight and have no dreams of getting rich. There is no problem in relying on the sea to at least have enough to eat. No.
You can also catch fish and pick up some shells at the beach.
Today, they had a good harvest. They caught a lot of fish, some of which can be eaten in fresh fish soup, and the rest can be pickled into salted fish or dried fish. At least they won't have to go to sea again for a while.
Glenn is an authentic iron type. He was born on Kuroshio Island, which is the northernmost island of the Iron Islands.
The area of Kuroshio Island is very small, only one-tenth of the size of Great Wake Island. The population on the island is not large, with sparse villages and a simple castle. The lord here is the Blacktails family, which is also a existence.
A small family with a weak sense of belonging, their coat of arms is a black and green fur pattern.
"Um?"
After hearing the greeting from his companion, Glenn, who was a little distracted for some reason, also raised his head.
"Um!"
He reluctantly showed a smile and gave his companion a high-five. Then he watched his companion's figure go away, and the smile on the dark-skinned boy's face gradually disappeared.
Glenn's condition today was not very good. Although they were lucky enough to catch a lot of fish today, Glenn didn't put in much effort and even let a big fish go because of his own distraction.
However, his companions from a small fishing village did not blame him. When everyone was in bad condition, they still shared today's harvest equally.
He didn't know why there was always a feeling of worry in his heart, as if some huge danger was about to come, but in fact nothing happened.
"The Drowned God is above."
Glenn prayed silently in his heart, hoping that the great Drowned God who suffered for them would keep the ironborn safe.
"Huh~"
The dark-skinned boy stood on the beach, holding his bag of fish. He shook his head and let out a long breath, trying to clear away the worries in his heart.
Then he carried his fish basket and walked towards home, where his elderly mother was still waiting for him to return.
His mother was once the salt concubine his father robbed from the green land. She was the only one who gave birth to a son for his father. In Glenn's memory, his mother hated his father extremely.
However, with the death of his father, his mother gradually stopped mentioning her former home, and now she is even urging Glenn to snatch back his wife like a true iron man.
"My own woman..."
The dark-skinned young man felt that his body became a little hot every time he thought of these things, but he only had the heart but not the courage. He did not dare to follow Lord Blacktail to go to sea and 'follow the ancient path', let alone kill people.
Not long ago, Lord Baelor Blacktail seemed to be taking advantage of the civil strife in the Seven Seven Kingdoms to lead a fleet to harass the fleets passing by in the West.
When the Iron Islands surrendered to the Iron Throne, they dared to harass the major lords along the coast from time to time, let alone now when the nobles in the green land still have too much time to take care of themselves.
"I heard they are in big trouble now..."
"What... White Walkers or something."
Glenn was thinking wildly while holding the fish basket, but what he didn't notice was that some warships seemed to be gradually appearing on the sea behind him, far away, but vaguely.
They are densely packed all over the sea and are heading towards Kuroshio Island.
...
A disaster occurs very suddenly.
Glenn was cooking a rich pot of fresh fish soup in an iron pot at home, while enduring his mother's nagging. However, at this moment, panicked shouts suddenly came from the small fishing village, as if something extremely terrible had happened.
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The mother's reaction was more rapid and alert than that of the dark-skinned boy. She has experienced too many stories over the years.
She immediately asked Glenn to drop the pot and ladle and go out to see what was going on. At the same time, she also took out a scimitar left by Glenn's father and gave it to her son.
"Maybe pirates attacked Kuroshio Island."
But the Ironborn are the biggest pirates. Which pirates dare to attack the Iron Islands?
But his mother's words still frightened Glenn to death, but looking into his mother's eyes, he mustered up the courage to take the scimitar left by his father, then strode out with a pin behind him.
However, the situation outside is even more terrifying than when the pirates arrive.
Because Glenn, who had just walked out of the house with a machete on his shoulder, saw a companion who had gone fishing with him this morning and who had high-fived him before leaving, he seemed crazy at the moment.
His eyes were blue, saliva was flowing from his mouth, and his body was covered with dazzling blood. He threw down an old man in the village and was lying on his body biting him desperately.
One of the iron types who rushed out shouted loudly, and bravely pulled out his sword to kill the already crazy villager.
However, at this moment, he was directly pierced through the chest by an ice arrow that flew from nowhere, his body was shot out, and he was nailed to the earth wall behind him.
A woman with long brown hair and eyes burning with ice-blue flames was holding an ice bow. Her face was as cold as the flames in her eyes. She killed an ironman with one arrow.
, then her eyes fell on Glenn.
The dark-skinned young man looked at the woman and instantly shuddered. He had no intention of rushing forward to avenge his companions, but turned around and ran away.
"Mother!"
Glenn fled back to the room, picked up his mother and fled towards the outside of the village.
However, at this moment, the entire small fishing village was filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and howling.
Not too much time passed after that...
The screams that echoed over the fishing village gradually quieted down and then became silent.