Game of Thrones: The Road to Pirate King

Chapter 126 Twilight Valley Town

The next morning, after returning to his lodgings, Dagmo reported to Euron about his meeting with the Earl of Hean.

"My lord, the letters have arrived." Dagmore's voice was as rough and hoarse as ever. "The Earl of Riveran opened both letters in front of me. He said, 'Thank you for informing me, Lord Greyjoy,' but I saw it clearly—" This burly warrior rarely showed such a perceptive expression, "His face darkened instantly as he read the letters, especially when he saw the second one. His fingers clenched so tightly that he almost squeezed the letter into his fist, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. Hey, that wasn't gratitude; it was clearly extreme anger, but he was just barely holding back from lashing out on the spot."

Dagmore continued, "The Earl of Riveran told me to stay aside, and after a while, he replied to old Frey—"

Euron nodded. Having Dagmore wait for his reply was an invitation from the Earl of Riveran to express his thoughts and opinions on the matter.

Dagmore described the scene: The Earl of Heaney, in his study in the tower of Harrenhal, was so grim his face seemed to drip water. He repeatedly stared at the two letters found on the dead, especially the one concerning the proposal of a sixth wife, as if every word was burning his eyes. Finally, he picked up his pen and, with extremely restrained yet subtly sharp strokes, wrote a reply to the Marquis of Walder Frey of the Twins.

In the letter, the Earl of Rivers made no mention of the interception of the letter. Instead, he wrote in a harsh tone that was almost admonishing: "Your Excellency Marquis Frey, recently a group of members of your noble family openly harassed and insulted the women of Lord Euron of the Greyjoy family in my territory with extremely despicable and rude language. Their despicable behavior is a trampling on the honor of any noble family."

"Lord Euren, acting on the legitimate grounds of defending his own and his family's honor, has executed these arrogant scoundrels on the spot. In my opinion, such individuals deserve to die, and Your Excellency need not trouble yourself with them any further. From now on, you should focus on the moral upbringing of your descendants and subordinates, and remember this well!"

"The character and upbringing of his descendants and subordinates? Haha, I bet old Frey will be so angry he'll burst a blood vessel!" Euron laughed.

The Earl of Heinrich left no room for maneuver, not even bothering to write a single polite word of mourning for Frey's fifth wife. He was clearly very dissatisfied with old Frey using his own sister as a breeding machine, and even more disdainful of old Frey's desire to marry a sixth wife so soon after his first wife's death.

After reporting, Dagmer was about to leave when he happened to see Lisa walking slowly down the corridor. The astute old warrior immediately noticed that her gait today was quite different from usual, carrying a distinct unnaturalness and subtle awkwardness.

Dagmo paused for a moment, then a knowing, slightly mocking grin spread across his scarred face. He winked at Eulen, his eyes conveying an "I know" attitude, before wisely shutting his mouth, bowing, and leaving the two of them alone.

Euron mounted his horse, then swept Lisa lightly and steadily in front of him, and together they rode on the back of the magnificent warhorse Faruru. Faruru snorted and steadily carried their weight as they continued their journey southeast along the King's Road.

Their first stop was Nüquan Town.

This town is situated on the shores of Crab Bay and is ruled by the House of Multon. Lord William Multon, the Lord of Maidenspring, is known throughout the Seven Kingdoms for his obesity and cowardly nature.

Euron had no connection with him and had no intention of visiting the castle, which was said to be filled with salty sea breezes and a mediocre atmosphere. They simply rested for one night at a clean inn in town, replenished their supplies, and left quietly the next morning, leaving no trace of the place.

They then arrived at Dusk Valley Town.

The atmosphere here is noticeably heavier and more oppressive. This place was once ruled by the Darklin family, but now belongs to the Lake family.

As Euron stepped into the town, his keen senses seemed to still detect a faint, lingering scent of blood in the air—a scent that originated from the Duskvalley Rebellion of 277 AC, when the mad King Aerys slaughtered the entire Darklin family there.

The shadow of that tragedy seems to have never truly dissipated. The former prosperity and ambition have long been utterly crushed, and now Mugu Town appears desolate and deserted, with pedestrians on the streets carrying an inexplicable caution and silence.

They will rest here for the night, feeling the heavy scars left by history on this place.

After glancing at Lisa, who had fallen asleep beside him, Euron gently got up, walked to the next room, and examined the spoils he had gathered along the way.

Euron's journey south, which he thought would be smooth sailing, turned into two bloody conflicts: the massacre of the High Mountain Clan and the slaughter of the Frey family. However, this also brought Euron a rich "spoils of war".

Every time a sharp blade slits a throat, every time flames devour a life, a cold and invisible energy flows into the depths of his consciousness—his soul points are increasing. At the same time, killing these formidable opponents also accumulates a considerable number of kill points for him.

Meanwhile, their wheels and hooves rolled along the long King's Road, their gazes swept over the ancient and weathered ruins of the desolate stone city, passed through the bustling Beauty Market, experienced turmoil in Earl Harlowe's town, and finally arrived at Maidenspring and Duskvalley, a town steeped in the bloody scent of history. With each new piece of land they set foot on, each landmark they made clear, the exploration points earned from exploring the unknown quietly accumulated.

As Euron's consciousness sank into the system interface that only he could perceive, a series of cold numbers silently pulsed, summarized, and clearly appeared before his eyes:

Total points earned: 2180. Soul points: 1120.

These numbers are far more precious than the golden dragon; they are the most direct currency of power, quietly awaiting his transformation into deeper authority and greater strength. All 1000 points of his Soul Points were channeled into Flame Apollo, causing him to grow slightly larger, reaching the size of a fist, and his flames to reach a higher temperature. The remaining 120 points were used to nourish Thundercloud Thor, which appeared to have thickened, but the change was minor and currently unusable.

海军六式一剃！Iv1升级到Iv2，消耗1000积分。1v2，每天可使用2次。

Navy Type 6 Iron Body! Upgrading from Iv1 to Iv2 costs 1000 points. Iv2 increases body defense.

With the remaining points plus the points from the last draw, you can have two more draws, which you can use directly.

[Door-Door Fruit] A special item, usable only by those bound to the system. Because those bound to the system have already used a Devil Fruit...

This Devil Fruit automatically transforms into a one-time use Devil Fruit. Origin: Bruno, a member of CP9, the World Government's intelligence agency. One-time effect: Can transform any object touched into a door of any shape, opening passages in air, fire, and on the surface of the human body, allowing for spatial jumps to evade attacks. Uses: 2 times. Time interval: 24 hours.

This is a great thing. With it, I can even reach the other side of the narrow sea in an instant.

[Lamp Shell] It can emit light for a period of time and can also emit light itself, serving as an indoor lighting tool. It's a simple version of an electric light and doesn't have much practical use.

After leaving Dusk Valley Town, the way of traveling changed.

Upon arriving at a port where ships could dock, Euron, along with Lisa and the necessary entourage, boarded a vessel bound for Dragonstone, their final destination on this southward journey. The black kraken flag fluttered in the salty sea breeze as they sailed towards the ancient Targaryen fortress, shrouded in legend and dust, standing at the mouth of the Blackwater River.

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