Chapter 168 Bunyan Stark

Perhaps the rest of the Night's Watch did not know the original name of this venerable Maester Aemon, for being a maester meant giving up one's surname.

However, as the commander-in-chief of the Legion, Jeor Mormont was only a junior of Maester Aemon, but he still learned the news in the last words left by the previous commander-in-chief.

Maester Aemon, whose full name is Aemon Targaryen, was the third son of Maekar I Targaryen.

In order to keep his oath, he once refused the throne that was presented to him, and handed over the throne to his younger brother, the later Aegon V.

And in order to prevent him from being used by conspiracy as a tool to usurp his brother's throne in the future, Aemon Targaryen chose to join the Night's Watch after giving up the throne.

Aemon's younger brother, King Aegon, emptied the dungeon of King's Landing for his brother, and provided a group of "honor guards" of two hundred people for his journey, and went to the Great Wall with Aemon to read the oath of the Night's Watch.

"Ashamed to say it, Commander-in-Chief."

"As a night watchman who has recited an oath, he should not care about the outside world."

"Love is the enemy of honor and the taboo of responsibility."

Maester Aemon said tremblingly, holding the icy battlements with his hands, and looking at the ghost forest in the distance with his pale eyes.

However, it is not known whether his blind eyes can really see anything.

"But really trying to do that is very difficult."

Maester Aemon's voice fell, and Jeor Mormont, who was also grey-haired, was silent for a while and then nodded.

"You are right, Maester Aemon."

"I got here and still miss my family."

Jeor Mormont resolutely joined the ranks of the Night's Watch in order to allow his son to inherit the family and the title, but he also received news about Jorah a few days ago.

His son Jorah Mormont was knighted for his exploits in suppressing the Iron Islands rebellion, and he won an impossible victory for a girl at the Lannisport Tournament celebrating the victory of the war. champion.

"Looks like we all have the same troubles, Commander-in-Chief."

Maester Aemon was not surprised by Mormont's answer, but smiled slightly.

Then, with the help of the other party, he walked in the direction of going back.

"Viserys is doing well, whether or not he ends up taking back the throne that belongs to him."

"I want to write him a letter. This kid knows I'm here but he never wrote a letter to me."

Maester Aemon was supported by Commander-in-Chief Mormont and walked down the towering and steep stairs.

Maester Aemon is getting older, and he misses his junior, but his junior never misses him.

"And his uncle, that good boy named Rhaegar, used to communicate with me with crows many years ago."

Maester Aemon was still talking, and then Commander-in-Chief Mormont reminded in a low voice, the old man froze for a moment and then slapped his forehead.

"Yes, yes, I was wrong."

"They are the grandsons of the child of Jaehaerys, and Rhaegar is the eldest brother of Viserys."

"Iris"

Although the old man's mind is not confused, but after all, he is old, and his thinking is not as clear as when he was young.

In the mouth, he finally sorted out the family tree of his own family, and this put Viserys in the correct position.

Then he let out a long sigh of relief, snowflakes still fluttering above his head, and white smoke was blown out.

The old man calmed down slightly, and then continued to speak.

The voice is still hoarse and sharp, but it makes people involuntarily serious.

"He has dragons..."

"Dragon...Dragon has disappeared for so many years, and naturally it will not return for nothing."

The voice of the old man gradually drifted into the wind along with the figures of the two people who were leaving.

"I experienced that cold winter sixty years ago, a long winter that lasted six years."

"I watched with my own eyes the woman suffocated the newly born child under the bed, her tears turned into frost, and people digged through the snow and digged what to eat."

Aegon's calendar 223-230 was a long summer that lasted seven years, and people even forgot what winter looked like.

However, in the years 230-236 of Aegon's calendar, a punitive disaster came as scheduled. The six-year cold winter shrouded the seven kingdoms, and the entire north of the neck and even the north of King's Landing was almost empty. There was even a tragic cannibalism of Yizi.

Maester Aemon has lived so long that it has become a living history in itself.

He witnessed and experienced with his own eyes many different events.

"Master Commander."

"I feel it's getting colder"

half a month later.

north.

Step on.

The sound of hooves galloping came from the ancient road with no end in sight.

A knight in scaled armor and a black animal skin cloak came to the gate of Winterfell, and the sentry standing on the watchtower saw the other side very early.

bang——

The bowstring burst out, and a sharp arrow penetrated into the soil in front of the black knight, and the soil splashed.

The warhorse under the knight's crotch was frightened, and stepped on the horse's hoof restlessly, his thick nostrils snorted, and a thick white mist was sprayed out.

"who!"

And standing on the top of the city of Winterfell, the sentry asked sharply, holding a bow and arrow.

Winterfell is the home of the Stark family, the guardian of the North. The guards stationed here are naturally one-of-a-kind warriors. He is very confident in his archery and can stop the opponent without hurting the opponent.

However, the black knight who was riding his horse at the foot of Winterfell heard the familiar voice above the city and reined in the reins of the warhorse, soothed the restlessness of his partner, then took off the hood on his head and raised his head. opened his mouth.

"Mullen, it's me."

The voices of the knights at the bottom of the city were hoarse and low. This was his homeland, where he grew up, and he also recognized the guards at the top of the city.

And the guard named Mullen was stunned for a moment when he saw the knight taking off his hood.

Then overjoyed.

"It's Lord Bunyan!"

Benjen Stark, the younger brother of Eddard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, joined the Night's Watch on behalf of House Stark after the Usurper War.

This flash has been away from Winterfell for five or six years, and he didn't expect to come back suddenly at this time.

News of Bunyan's return quickly spread throughout Winterfell.