Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 115 Peace of Mind
Sotekao is riding a tall horse, standing on that mountain with awe, anyone who sees him will say that he is a warrior made of steel.

It would never have occurred to him that he was standing there motionless, making the most important decision in his life, until he had completely convinced himself and felt calm.

At this time, although the fog in the east has not completely disappeared, it has become thinner. However, in the end, it seems that something darker grows out of the mist.

Sotkau rode forward, and now he was ready to bear all the pain, and perhaps in the future, instead of losing the slightest honor, he would be placed on the seat of the Mother of God, and be worshiped as a hero by the Dothraki.

He strengthened his courage with these distracting thoughts, gradually opened up his mind, and began to have a strong confidence.

In the depths of the forest ahead, tribal warriors had already cleared a wide open space, and people passing by carried dead wood and hay to light piles of bonfires.

When they saw Kaa on his steed, still tall and strong, they became heartened, and bowed their heads in homage to him.

Everyone was very excited that night. They had a warm and safe night, and even morale improved.

At dawn, a gust of wind blew away the mist, the sky was clear, reflecting the brilliance of the morning sun, the snow on the peak turned red, and then was dyed golden again, and the temperature was slowly increasing.

In the tent deep in the forest, Sotekao looked at the eunuch who cleaned his wound expressionlessly, and then asked the father who was sitting beside him:
"The Jugesnai people will not miss the appointment!"

"According to the information from Kaya Kayanaya, they have already entered the Steel Road. Maybe the scouts had an accident. We may have to send more cavalry down the mountain." The father glanced sideways at the eunuch doctor, Shen Give your own answers and suggestions.

Without saying a word, Sotkao finished treating the unhealed wound, put on a fur robe, tied the scimitar to his belt, and walked out of the tent with somewhat sluggish steps.

The sun shines through the branches and leaves of the trees in the forest, casting mottled shadows on the damp ground, and the surrounding is so quiet that Father can even hear his own heartbeat.

His whole body was cold and stiff, almost completely turned into a fossil, and he asked the eunuch doctor who was packing up the sharp knives and needlework:
"Did he know something?"

Hearing this sentence, the eunuch doctor gently put down the tools in his hand as if he was arranging treasures, and turned around.

This is a young man with shaved hair and a thin body. His eyes are full of jokes, and he smiled and said:
"You have a look of fear in your eyes, father! Can you answer me a few words honestly?"

Father raised his eyebrows in surprise, with a look of doubt on his face, and then said in a disgusted tone:

"Come on!"

The eunuch doctor seemed to have gotten used to this tone long ago, his expression didn't change at all, he looked extremely calm and calm, and sat comfortably on the cushion made of leaves.

His eyes looked at his father proudly and extremely contemptuously. This is the look his father always used to treat the weak and the defeated. Then, he asked in humble and polite but unscrupulous words:

"Father, venerable father! If your most promising son is castrated and unable to have children, and succeeds you as the new father, will you still behave calmly, just like our sons were It's the same as when you were forced to become a eunuch."

"Stop complaining." The father sneered dismissively: "It's up to you to threaten my son, and don't call me father, if I know you can't even handle this little thing well, I should send you to the kennel, even raising a dog is better than you!"

After asking what was in his heart, the eunuch doctor looked at his father eagerly, because he really wanted to know whether his father would be sad, or would growl and order him to be executed.

But this rude and ignorant attitude caused a look of astonishment on his face.

Seeing the expression of the "eunuch's son", the father gradually became happy, stood up and walked to the doctor, squatted down and looked at him carefully, and said softly:

"My daughters gave birth to Solter and bled for him. Now, it's time for him to pay back. I also know that you really want to tear something to pieces, but unfortunately you can't. Your fangs are gone. Knocked out by us, so be obedient and continue to use the herbs I gave you, otherwise your corpse will be sent to the desert to catch scorpions, this is the fine tradition of the descendants of Haierkron to maintain the rule!"

"Haile Kron?" The eunuch doctor laughed.

He felt that the Father was insulting the name, because it was a legendary name with many titles—Azor Ahai, the Terminator of the Long Night, the hero who saved the world.

There was a crazy light in the doctor's eyes, he lay on the ground and took a step forward, raised his head towards his father, gritted his teeth and whispered into his ear in a painful and desperate tone:
"Is it our tradition to cooperate with the Dothraki and then perfidiously assassinate the alliance?"

"Don't forget how many bloody wars we fought with the Jogosnai long before the descendants of Helekron were lost in the yellow sand. They poisoned our rivers and wells and burned down our towns."

"Even now, they will plunder our people as slaves, but you ordered Kaya Kayanaya to let the Jogosnai pass the Steel Road. Is this also our glory?"

Father finally lost his temper. He snorted, blushed, grabbed the eunuch doctor's collar with both hands, lifted his upper body into the air, and growled like a wild bull:

"Do you know what wisdom is? I will shed the blood of the Jogosnai and the Dothraki together."

At this moment, there was a shrill scream from the tent, the body of the eunuch doctor had been thrown heavily on the ground, a thin sharp knife was stuck in the father's chest, and blood flowed out along the belt .

He stumbled to his feet and walked towards the outside of the tent. When he tried his best to open the tent door, an object was thrown and hit him on the forehead, causing blood to flow from his face.

Footsteps suddenly sounded in the forest in front of him. Father wiped the blood off his face with his hands, cleared his sight, and looked up, and saw many female warriors holding spears and throwing stones walking towards him. A Dothraki holding a dagger was the Kou who was given the token yesterday.

This Kou quickened his pace, quickly ran to the front of his father, stabbed the dagger into his waist, and said viciously:
"Sotekao, let me say hello to you on his behalf. From now on, you will never owe each other."

"You seemed to like this dagger very much yesterday, staring at it intently, I will give it to you."

Father fell on the dry branches and leaves accumulated for countless years, his soul seemed to have left his body, and he could see the god of death rushing towards him across the snow-capped mountains.

There was only one thought in his mind: "Haile Kron! The barbarians really can't believe it."

Those female warriors stuck their spears in the soil, stepped forward one by one, drew out their daggers and stabbed them hard into Shangfu's body.

Instead of pity and mourning, they feel that something in their soul is disintegrating, dying, dissipating.

(End of this chapter)