Ice and Fire: Reign of the Dragon.

Chapter 182: Ringol's Expedition (Part ): The Wandering Knight
Lingol did not choose to go to the Fawn City of the Kafuren family, even though they could get soft beds and hot food there.

The reason is simple. He changed his appearance, but Regon did not. Lord Randolph Cavron knew Regon, and if he looked carefully, he could also recognize Ringol.

Ringol believed that Lord Randyll had also received orders from his father not to help him, and he did not want to trouble the Lord, so he slept on the stake with Rhaegon and Ellion for a few nights.

It's really uncomfortable.

After waking up from a nap, they were all soaked, even after lighting a bonfire. The weaker Lei Geng even had a fever when they were passing through the Young Deer Village. Fortunately, there was a Silver Blood Army manor nearby. Despite his wet clothes, Lingol found an assistant bachelor there and finally rescued Lei Geng.

The Silver Blood Army manor was not large, and Lingol had never visited there, so no one recognized him. Lingol replenished food and wine in the manor, and also bought the most important things - tents and bedding.

At least I don't have to sleep on the grass anymore.

Ringol spent the gold bar in the hilt of the Starsinger's sword and bought two sets of old mail armor, a spear, a battle axe and two iron swords from the manor's blacksmith shop and gave them to Reagon and Ellarion.

The current team looks like a team of wandering knights.

Although ordinary wandering knights can't wear it so well.

On the way to Stormlands, there were indeed a few short-sighted guys who questioned Ringol and his men's equipment, and then they were taught a lesson by Alarion.

"Bah." An old knight with a scar on his face glanced at the tent of Ringol and his men and spat loudly. Opposite him was a middle-aged knight who looked quite honest and loyal. The young man with bruises on his face was also indignant.

"Okay, who told you to provoke others? Don't forget that the wine in your glass was given by them." The middle-aged knight glanced at the two guys, one old and one young, with a bad temper. It was all the boy's fault. He had no sense and actually provoked Lingol and the other two. As a result, he was beaten by Alarion and almost broke his bones. Fortunately, he was very good at playing both sides and successfully saved the brat, and also took a bag of fruit wine from Lingol.

"Seven layers of hell, 'Hyena', that guy is not even a knight. Who would have thought that my dignified 'handsome man' Sir Albin would be beaten by a squire." The young knight did not dare to speak loudly, fearing that Ringol and the others would hear him. He could only suppress his anger and lower his voice: "'Hyena', you are well-informed, can you tell where they come from?"

The middle-aged knight called "Hyena" shook his head and said that he didn't know the origins of Ringol and the other two. These three kids were obviously not very old, but their martial arts and equipment were surprisingly good.

Although the equipment of the silver-haired boy and the blond boy was a bit old, they were all good stuff. And the black-haired and green-eyed boy, God, that was plate armor and that sword. After traveling all over the country for so many years, Sir "Hyena" Kane thought he had seen many good weapons, but none of them could catch the eyes of this old knight like that rapier.

"What are you thinking about?" The old knight with the scarred face looked at "Hyena" Kane in confusion, not understanding why he didn't say anything after shaking his head, but he still glanced at "Handsome Man" Albin with disdain. "Fart handsome man, I think you are a coward. You haven't even beaten a kid who hasn't even grown all his hair. You can't claim this knight title by yourself, right?"

"Scar, you old bastard." Albin was furious and was about to throw the cup in his hand away, but he regretfully found that there was still half a cup of wine in his cup. He angrily poured the wine into his throat: "I am a real knight. Sir Robert of Hickory Village personally conferred me with a handbook. Before I became a knight, I was his squire!"

Listening to the sound coming from the other side, Ringol and his two companions also sat around the campfire. Ellarion quickly cleaned up the hare he had caught in the woods and roasted it over the fire.

For common people, hunting in the lord’s forest would mean death, but for these wandering knights who make money by risking their lives and using swords.

Poaching?

It is unknown whether those wealthy knights and small lords can withstand the raids of three or five wandering knights.

After all, the bandit knights were not just a bunch of bragging. They were much more brutal than ordinary people when they did bad things. So even the earls often turned a blind eye to the groups of wandering knights in their own territories hunting in the forest.

Anyway, they won't stay in their own territory forever.

"Haha, coward Albin." The old knight "Scar" James Hill was a bastard from the West. His father was once the second son of a wealthy knight family, but he failed to inherit land and wealth. He could only wander with his sword and warhorse, and passed them on to his bastard son, James Hill himself. Over the years, he has served many lords, hoping to get land from them, or at least food and a bed. "I tell you, those three guys must not be that simple."

Just when he was about to succeed, the Dance of the Dragons broke out, and the noble lord who was about to accept his swearing of allegiance took Jaime to the battlefield in the Riverlands.

Then it was tragic.

Jaime still can't forget the scene of Vhagar's body falling from the sky like a mountain in the West. He saw the bronze dragon and the green dragon collide in the sky like two mountains. The sound of the dragons fighting almost deafened those who were fighting below. The sky full of dragon flames turned into rain of fire falling from the sky. Jaime watched helplessly as a knight holding a shield with a boar emblem was hit by a dragon flame, and with screams, he and his horse turned into a pile of charcoal. He only remembered that he was almost stunned by the earth-shaking sound, and all he knew was to turn around and run.

Then the sky fell, and when Vhagar was shot down by Wormythor, Jaime, who was running away, could clearly hear the cheers of the mud-legged people in the riverlands. Jaime felt that his brain was about to explode. He took off the armor that he once treasured, and even robbed the warhorse of a noble lord holding a red lion shield whom he had never dared to offend before.
At this point, who cares who is a noble and who is an unknown wandering knight?

The loud noise that silenced the whole world almost made Jaime deaf forever. The flames that exploded when Vhagar fell to the ground almost engulfed everyone nearby, whether they were river people or wester people. But there was still a difference. Even though they were engulfed by the dragon flames, the river people were still cheering and shouting "Long live Prince Dragonzel", while the wester people were only filled with endless despair.

He was lucky that when Vhagar died, the noble lord's horse carried him away from the range of the dragon flame, so he survived.

Then his world collapsed. The Earl he was loyal to was doused in dragon blood and burned to death on the spot, and the Earl's eldest son was sent to the Wall in the subsequent trial. The Regent Madam no longer supported these hedge knights, and Jaime could only continue to wander.

The war did not bring him wealth.

It only left him with permanent burn scars on his back and knife scars on his face.

And the demon that would forever appear in his dreams from then on.

That bronze dragon, and that cold, silver-haired man whose face couldn't be seen clearly.

"Scar, don't pretend to know something that everyone knows." "Hyena" Kane interrupted James without any hesitation. "I can see that the silver-haired boy is probably from the south. There are a lot of white-haired people over there." "Shut up, I can see it." Seeing that Kane also knew that Regen was probably from the prince's territory in the borderland, James suddenly picked up the wine bag that Ringol gave them out of boredom, shook it, and saw that there was still some wine in it, so he simply poured it out and drank it all in one gulp. Before he had time to breathe comfortably, the wine bag in his hand was snatched away.

"Seven levels of hell." Albin wailed. "We haven't smelled alcohol for half a month. We finally got a bag of wine and you drank so much? Scar, I'm going to fight you!"

Before he could rush out, Albin was pushed back to the stake by the "Hyena". "Save your energy, handsome man," Kane, the "Hyena", looked at his companion helplessly.

As peace continued over the years, the public security in the Seven Kingdoms improved, and these wandering knights gradually lost many sources of income.

Some wandering knights have even fallen to the point where one side plays the role of robber while the other plays the role of protector, and they work together to defraud their employers of their money.

I guess it won’t be long before we have to do the same.

"Hyena," Kane thought bitterly.

the other side.

The hare had been roasted until it was greasy and it made people drool. Alarion turned the hare over and roasted it for a while before taking it off. He tore it into three pieces and handed them to Ringol who was sipping black bread soup.

Ringol gave the little white bread left in the ration bag to Regen who had just recovered.

"Thank you." Lingol took his portion of rabbit meat, and regardless of the oil on his hands, he tore off a piece of meat in big mouthfuls, chewed it a few times, and swallowed it whole.

After savoring the aroma of the meat for a while, Lingol threw the remaining meat into his pot, stirred it with the remaining black bread soup, and gulped it down.

This made Lei Geng stunned.

You know, he has never eaten like this. Ringol is the son of Prince Longzel, how could he be so familiar with the simple processing methods of these foods.

"It's getting late, Lei." Ringol paused and said, "Hago, you go to rest first. I will keep watch in the first half of the night, and Roger will keep watch in the second half."

Alarion nodded, and despite Rhaegon's objections, he picked him up and threw him into the tent.

"Have a good rest and don't let His Highness worry." Alarion whispered. Regen glanced at Ringol who was staring at the fire and nodded.

During the days when he had a fever, it was Lingol who took care of him. After all, in terms of medical skills, those assistants might not be as good as Lingol himself.

He just lacked medication.

Lei Geng kept all these things in mind.

I didn't expect that I was the first person to bring trouble to His Highness Lingol.
Lei Geng was filled with guilt for a moment.

Seeing that one of the three boys went into the tent to rest, the other golden-haired boy seemed to be preparing to rest as well.

The three wandering knights then dared to speak a little more relaxedly. After all, they had just offended the three young men and accepted a bag of wine from them.

How could I not be nervous?

Albin had calmed down now, but was still glaring at "Scar" James fiercely. James didn't care about the boy's look at all. He licked his lips and seemed to be savoring the wine he had just drunk.

"Don't think about it, old man." "Hyena" Kane couldn't stand it any longer: "When we get to Eagle's Nest, Lord Clinton will give us some wine."

"Kane, you said yesterday that we were going to Storm's End." James perked up. "Why, is there work for Lord Connington?"

"Hyena" Kane signaled the child not to interrupt, and then whispered mysteriously: "Haven't you heard the news? Lord Connington of Griffin's Roost and Duke Baratheon of Storm's End are both summoning knights. It seems that there is a war to be fought?"

"A war?" James looked into Hyena's eyes in shock. "Impossible. Where is the war in the kingdom right now?"

"Not inside the kingdom." Kane continued in a low voice, "I am just speculating. Do you think it is possible that Duke Baratheon wants to fight outside?"

the other side.

Lingol looked at the rising flames in front of him and began to recall what he had seen and heard along the way since setting out from Dragon Nest City.

Something suddenly occurred to him.

(End of this chapter)