Game of Thrones: The Drogon Voice

Yara looked at the four people in charge of guarding. They looked at each other with innocent expressions. Yara knew that they didn't see anything. She took the letter in her hand and looked at it carefully. It was no different from an ordinary letter. There were only two press marks on the seal.

She crushed the sealing wax and unfolded the parchment. She frowned slightly when she saw the first line, but her eyes widened when she saw the rest.

It actually said that even if she met Theon, he would not go with her, and that her uncle Euron, who had been missing for many years, would return to the Iron Islands, kill his father Balon, and seize control of the Iron Islands.

Secondly, it is not impossible that her uncle Euron will suddenly return. Even though her father does not allow Euron to come back, she does not think that her uncle will honestly listen to her father.

But the first one was a little outrageous. She could imagine how Theon was tortured. He must be hoping that she would save him, so why wouldn't he go with her?

She took the letter and looked at her Iron Men. They all looked at the parchment in her hand with curiosity, wondering what was written on it. How could she have delivered a letter so quietly when there were guards all around.

Yara did not see anything unusual on her men's faces, and she did not let her guard down. Since they were able to deliver the letter silently without using bows and arrows, her men were all suspicious.

What she feared most was that there was a traitor in the team, who would betray them at the critical moment, and not only would she fail to save Theon, but she would also implicate them all.

But now that things have come to this, she can't return to the Iron Islands with so many people, she can only be careful.

Seeing Yara getting the letter from afar, Drogon continued to fly north. As long as Yara went back to tell her father, Drogon didn't believe that Euron could easily succeed after Balon was prepared. Neither of these two brothers was easy to deal with.

Even if Balon cannot defeat Euron, as long as he can injure him severely, the letter will not be sent in vain.

After more than an hour, the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the cold air was blowing in our faces. We could already see the unmelted snow in the shade of the mountains.

drogon knew that he was not far from the Great Wall. He flew for less than ten minutes and could vaguely see a huge ice-blue wall in the distance in the biting wind and snow. As he slowly flew closer, he could deeply feel the pressure from the Wall.

The entire Wall is about two hundred meters high, with no end in sight. It extends to the sea in the east and mountains in the west. Drogon learned from the wooden table on the map of Dragonstone that the total length of the Wall is nearly five hundred kilometers.

The base of the Great Wall is made of huge stones, the walls are built of huge stones and ice, and are also endowed with magical powers.

At the foot of the Great Wall is a small castle, the famous Castle Black, where most of the Night's Watch live. Others are scattered in Eastwatch-by-the-Sea at the east end of the Wall and the Shadow Tower on the west side. Apart from these three places, there are almost no Night's Watch stationed in other fortresses or fortresses.

There is no gate on the entire Great Wall, only an underground tunnel connecting to the outside world. There are several iron fences evenly distributed in the tunnel to block foreign enemies. In times of crisis, the Night's Watch will destroy them all and block the tunnel with huge stones to isolate the invading White Walkers or wildlings.

There is a large elevator in the Black Castle that leads directly to the top of the Great Wall, and is controlled by a huge winch to transport personnel and goods.

Compared with the invasion of the White Walkers thousands of years ago, the number of the Night's Watch has shrunk dramatically. They are no longer the glorious Night's Watch, but a shelter for thieves, rapists, looters...all kinds of criminals.

Drogon took a look at Castle Black from a distance and flew to the side. He wanted to go to the Wall to take a look. The Castle Black area was not a good place for sightseeing.

Slowly landing on the Great Wall, the top of the Great Wall is about fifteen meters wide. In addition to large stones, rolling logs and sundries, there is a crossbow every few hundred meters. However, it is still unclear whether it can be used depending on the degree of damage.

Standing on the Wall, Drogon, who was already a young child, felt even smaller. Facing the biting cold wind and breathing in the icy air, he felt as if his body and mind were cleansed.

Outside the Great Wall, it was all white. One could only vaguely see the wilderness ravaged by wind and snow and the snow-covered forest in the distance.

It was hard for Drogon to imagine how the wildlings had lived in such a harsh environment for thousands of years, and were finally forced by the army of the White Walkers to cross the Wall and head south to escape disaster.

Drogon estimated that Jon might not be in Castle Black during this period. After learning that his father Eddard was beheaded, his sister was trapped in King's Landing, and his brother Robb led his troops south, he joined the Rangers after his failed escape and went outside the Wall to investigate the movements of the wildlings and the White Walkers.

Arriving above the Black Castle and observing for a while, we found that few people went out in such icy and snowy weather. Only the night watchmen in charge of guarding would stay in the corner to avoid the wind and snow.

After hiding in the castle and observing for a while, he quietly went outside the room to look, but did not see anyone who looked like Jon, nor did he see Samwell's fat body. Drogon had to give up.

Jon might be fooling around with the wildling woman in the snow or in a cave right now, and he wouldn't wait for him in the cold wind.

Less than twenty minutes after flying from Castle Black, the weather was starting to warm up. Drogon planned to hunt some game to fill his stomach and replenish his energy before flying again. It would take at least three hours to reach the grassland, and he couldn't do it on an empty stomach.

The northern territory is vast and sparsely populated, and is a paradise for wild animals. After getting used to eating the fat sheep and strong horses on the grassland, it is nice to occasionally have some wild game to satisfy your hunger.

After flying in a forest for two minutes, Drogon saw a sturdy wild deer leisurely grazing on the grass. The deer had just discovered Drogon and was still curious about this new species when a wing hook swiped across its throat. It lay on the ground and struggled twice before dying.

He easily grabbed a wild deer that was ten times bigger than himself and flew to a stream, skinned it, gutted it, and used a wing hook to divide the bright red venison into several portions and place them on the rocks.

Collect sticks of varying thickness from around to serve as firewood and set up the grill.

Sitting on the ground, he opened his backpack, took out the flint and the hay bag, and with his little black claws he clenched the flint, ignited the hay with two strokes, and carefully put it into the firewood pile.

The thick smoke gradually dissipated, and the dry wood ignited into a yellow flame. Then drogon put the venison on the wooden stick, placed it on the grill, sprinkled spices, salt and chopped green onions evenly on it, and turned the wooden stick.

After a while, oil began to appear from the fat and lean venison, dripping onto the fire with a sizzling sound.

The meat gradually browned, and Drogon skewered another piece, taking off the already roasted venison and eating it while it was roasting.

"It tastes good!" Drogon commented secretly. Although his cooking skills were not as good as Jhiqui's, and were far worse than those of the Dothraki, fortunately the venison was tender and chewy, which made up for the difference in barbecue skills.

After savoring a portion of roast meat, he gradually increased his eating speed and quickly finished half a sturdy wild deer.

"Hmm?" drogon, who was chewing the barbecue, suddenly felt something and turned to look back. Not far behind him, several people were coming up the hillside, including men, women and children.

drogon's attention was quickly drawn to a tall and strong man in the lead. He was estimated to be at least two meters and five meters tall. He was wearing tattered clothes. Behind his sturdy body, he was dragging a wooden board as wide as his body, and there was a person lying on the board.