Lord Tyrion finally stood steady, narrowed his eyes, and looked at the blurry, mountain-like figure, tentatively asking, "Monton?"
A "hehe" laugh echoed once more.
As he approached Lord Tyrion, Monton's figure became clear. He said with a simple-minded grin, "My Lord, Duke Green sent me to pick you up."
Lord Tyrion finally breathed a sigh of relief. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "I bet Duke Green didn't tell you to scare me to death."
Another seemingly simple-minded laugh followed.
As soon as he relaxed, Lord Tyrion felt his whole body ache. He stretched his neck and asked, "Are you alone?"
Monton seemed a little proud: "Among the Lord's guards, only I won't get lost in a place like this."
Lord Tyrion looked around; he could vaguely see several cave entrances: "I'm curious how you tell directions. They all look pretty much the same…"
Before he could finish speaking, his feet left the ground, and his body suddenly lifted into the air.
Lord Tyrion stared blankly at Monton, who held him dangling in his large hand.
"My Lord, this is faster and saves you energy."
"Put me down! I can walk by myself!" Twisting his body, Lord Tyrion's short legs kicked stubbornly.
His resistance was futile. Accompanied by Lord Tyrion's curses, Monton's broad, stout body quickly disappeared into the darkness.
The Blackwater River flowed quietly under the moonlight, its surface shimmering with ripples.
On the bank, Duke Green sat on a folding wooden chair, toying with a shimmering silver stag in his hand, while Ser Brienne, with Ice strapped to her back, stood beside him.
After a moment, Duke Green's voice broke the silence, sensing the movement: "Was it smooth enough?"
He turned his head, revealing a smile, and pointed to the empty chair beside him, adding, "Please, sit."
Lord Tyrion glared at Monton, who was excusing himself, straightened his clothes, and limped over: "I must say… it was a very peculiar journey."
Catching the wineskin Duke Green threw to him, Lord Tyrion pulled out the cork and took a large swig.
He wiped his mouth and said, "Joffrey is very afraid of the Old Lion, unless you drive him insane."
Duke Green's brown eyes flickered slightly as he said, "I will tie up any loose ends."
Lord Tyrion grinned: "I'm truly happy to hear that. I speak the truth."
Taking another drink, he asked, "How can I serve you next, Duke Green?"
After a pause, Duke Green's steady voice replied, "From now on, your primary identity will be Crabb, the adjutant of the Burning Legion."
Primary identity… Does that mean there are other identities?
Lord Tyrion seemed very curious: "Who will be my Legion Commander?"
"The candidate has not been decided yet."
Hearing Duke Green's reply, Lord Tyrion was truly curious this time: "This legion I'm about to join… does it have many people?"
Duke Green paused slightly, then nodded and replied, "In the future, no one will dare to insult you again. Crabb's loyal warriors are all under my protection."
Lord Tyrion blinked. He found himself unexpectedly deeply moved. Damn it! He warned himself inwardly that he must be wary of Duke Green Crabb!
Rubbing his face, Lord Tyrion asked, "What exactly do I need to do, My Lord?"
Duke Green glanced at Lord Tyrion, who was uncharacteristically serious, and said, "Your apparent identity will be a Night's Watch."
"Night's Watch… wear black?"
Lord Tyrion's eyes shifted slightly, and he said with a chuckle, "Dead-faced serfs, debtors, poachers, rapists, thieves… I heard the Night's Watch is a garbage dump for the scum and waste of the Seven Kingdoms, so it's indeed suitable for me. Aha, my dream of climbing The Wall and pissing off the edge of the world (Chapter 119) will soon come true."
Duke Green ignored Lord Tyrion's "complaint" and continued, "I have reliable information that Stannis of Dragonstone is preparing to move north to The Wall. Lord Tyrion, your mission is to prevent any alliance between Stannis and the Stark family."
Is Stannis retreating to The Wall? What reason would make him choose that place? It can't be because he likes snow, can it?
Lord Tyrion blinked and said, "This doesn't seem like a difficult task, Duke Green?"
Given the bond between Crabb and Stark, rather than having a Lannister Dwarf bouncing around in the North, Duke Green could simply whisper a few words himself; Lord Tyrion knew Duke Green's tongue could achieve it.
Yes, Lord Eddard, who went missing during the riot, returned safely to Winterfell… Lord Tyrion had long suspected that Duke Green, then Commander of the Gold Cloaks, had secretly intervened, though he had no proof…
Duke Green's gaze shifted, looking over: "Whether it's Stannis or Duke Ned, they don't like people who are accustomed to probing, Lord Tyrion."
Lord Tyrion felt a little guilty: "Perhaps, I'll volunteer… to apply for an important task, My Lord?"
"Let me finish."
Duke Green began to recount the intelligence he had heard from the Night's Watch a few days ago : "…Although the evidence brought by Elissa Thorne has disappeared, as a descendant of the First Men, I firmly believe in the sacred honor of the Night's Watch for thousands of years."
Lord Tyrion's mouth hung open for a while before he moved his lips and said, "White Walkers that disappeared for eight thousand years? This… this, this, this… Are you sure?"
Duke Green's tone became serious: "Lord Tyrion, no one wishes this to be true, and the Night's Watch thinks the same, but… if it is true, according to the legends passed down by the First Men, this will be a war between the living and the dead. And you, Lord Tyrion, you are the vanguard of the living army. Your task is to gather intelligence on them, analyze it, and find a way to defeat them."
Lord Tyrion stared directly at Duke Green's face; the man before him was more serious than ever… he wasn't joking.
His body couldn't help but tremble slightly. For Tysha, he indeed hoped to achieve great merit, but to fight for all living people? He only wanted a chance to atone to his wife; a Dwarf wasn't that great…
At the same time, another "voice" was in his heart; he clearly felt a hint of excitement. This was saving the world, after all…
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