"The Hall family is an ungodly family!" On the morning of the second day after being flooded, a tall, long-haired man gathered nearly one hundred people, including the team where Renli was located, and then preached loudly.

"Because they disrespect God, the great God of Drowning drove the demon dragon of Valyria from the East, burned the black-hearted King Helun to death, and burned everyone in the Hall family, that is, we are free!"

"Free! Freedom!"

Some devout iron people shouted loudly, but with the long-haired man raising his hand, they all calmed down.

"Although we have escaped the cruel rule of the Hall family, the great God of Hang believes that His people cannot continue to be misled by other false kings who are disrespectful to God. So God of Hang deliberately sent His Son, His Majesty, our holy king, to lead us on the right path—"

He said, waving his arms and speaking loudly.

"Look, Iron Seeds, this is the supreme gift given to us by God of Desert. No one is more suitable to command the Iron Islands than the Son of God of Desert. No one is more qualified to sit in the Shanghai Stone position than him!"

"Long live the Son of God!"

"Long live King Rhodes!"

Some iron people roared, their necks were full of blue veins, and the blockbuster followed and agreed loudly.

But their shouts were interrupted again as soon as they rang, and they were angry when they heard the long hair.

"But not all iron seeds know the greatness of the Son of God, and not all follow God devoutly—"

...

His preaching continued, but after Lan Li curled his lips, he was too lazy to listen to such obviously guessed endings anymore.

Although he realized that he had traveled through the history of Westeros, this did not help much.

However, the intermittent aristocratic education over a year has allowed him to identify the many heralds of Westeros and the simple family honors behind them and outstanding figures, making him know the true history of the world, but it is impossible.

So he is not sure what the specific situation of his group is in. He can only be at ease when he comes, or go with the flow first, observe and understand before talking.

At this time, he was mixed with the group of people, wearing old black cowhide armor, with a quiver and a short bow on his shoulder, and a straight waist, as if he was ready to go.

In fact, Renly is indeed leaving this beach and preparing to go to a place called Oak Island.

Oak Island is the place where the unrespectful enemies of the long-haired flooded people, and their goal is naturally to attack those people.

Lanli's target is also Oak Island, but this is not just because of the crowd, but also because of the three lines of words he saw when he was flooded yesterday—

【Successfully arrived at Oak Island】

【Kill 7 Iron Guys】

【Stop King Rhodes from jumping into the sea】

...

Obviously, his abilities are not just about traveling through history.

But Lanley was more alert.

Since he was pregnant, he could vaguely see the kind of information emerging from his body, but he was still unsure what the information was.

How did it come about?

What is its use?

What is its relationship with itself?

Will it be harmful?

Many issues need to be considered, because it is likely to be related to one's future destiny, and because normal people will never have such things.

However, before that "strange dream", before he tightened his dentures, the information that emerged did not allow him to find any clues, except for the numbers that quietly changed after learning heraldry and becoming increasingly profound.

Now that this thing has changed, Lan Li naturally attaches great importance to it, but is also more cautious.

On the one hand, he coveted the transcendent power behind the word "golden finger", and on the other hand, he was afraid that there would be any traps in it.

But behind these prudence, some instinct made him feel that his suspicion was very ridiculous, as if in his heart, a voice always said to him: Do you need to worry about yourself?

...

Instinct is instinct, and Lan Li never forgot the suspicion that his "golden finger" should have, because he couldn't understand what this was.

But he didn't resist-

You can't be sure it's good, but who can say it's bad?

So he felt that it was not impossible to try to do these three things while observing.

But the problem arises again. If you really mingle with the people around you to complete those tasks, you will inevitably enter the battlefield and may be shot to death by random arrows.

Lan Li didn't mind being killed because his experience proved not long ago that after dying here, he would only return to this history, return to the Wind Breath Castle, and continue to be his third master of the Baratheon family.

The pain that accompanies death is really unbearable to him...

"It's better to live without a single death. It's better to be able to survive every day. It's better to complete a task, and then see what will happen, and give me a reward? Who will send it?"

"It seems quite easy to go to Oak Island... What would happen if I had a son here? There will be a lot of grandchildren in three hundred years?"

The young brown-haired man is full of imagination.

Standing under the scorching sun by the sea for almost an hour, the drowning priest with long gray and black hair finally ended his speech before setting sail with unfulfilled satisfaction, and then waved his hand to signal the more than 100 iron-minister soldiers to board a three-masted warship that had been prepared for a long time.

...

There were many iron people on board, and the cabins under the deck were naturally not allowed to be placed. After receiving a straw mat, Lan Li and a few familiar faces in the team were on the edge of the deck.

The cool sea breeze blew, and more than a hundred soldiers were on the deck, waiting slowly for the end of the voyage, chatting and laughing endlessly, and it seemed quite leisurely for a moment.

"Hal, when you go to the battlefield, you will be with me."

The blonde teenager Jaspi, leaning against the board next to him, looked at him seriously and said, "My axe is better than you, so I'm in front, and you use the bow to cover me."

Lan Li wanted to say that he wouldn't use the bow at all, but he couldn't say it at all. So when facing the tender face in front of him, he could only nod and wonder how to get through the upcoming difficulties.

The blonde Jaspi did not notice the abnormality of his companion, and he still chattered.

"We have never been to the battlefield and can't rush to the front unless the adults order..."

"I hope someone will collect the iron money I paid, so that when I go back, I will be a real iron seed, but my father said that as long as I go back, it will be fine. Hal, has your father said such things to you?"

"I don't remember." Lan Li told the truth.

"Are you homesick?" the other party asked strangely: "You used to be very talkative."

"Don't you do the same?" Lan Li answered without facing it.

He has no memory of his predecessor, so the best response is to throw the problem back.

"I don't. I'm a strong person. Strong people never miss home." The blonde boy said this, and reached out and handed Lan Li a gray and slightly warm yellow pebbles: "Here, this is what I picked up at the door of my house before leaving. I'll give it to you. I hope this will make you happier."

After looking at the stone, Renli reached out to take the aisle and thanked him. The other party said seriously: "God will protect us, and He will. The great King Rhodes will also pray for us. Hal, remember to follow me at that time, and we will go back. As a true iron seed."

The boy's voice was full of expectations, and Lan Li hoped that he could get what he wanted.

However, things are unpredictable. The sea in summer is like a fickle old lady in menopause. When the ship sets off in the morning, the sky is blue, and it is already gloomy just after noon.

The heavy rain came, and the strong wind surging. The three-masted warship that was moving against the wind even began to retreat.

The soldiers lying or leaning on the deck hurriedly stood up to avoid being trampled and collided. The sailors began to be busy and rushed to remove the raised sails. Unfortunately, a young red-haired sailor accidentally stepped on the air from a high place, screamed in a shrill voice, and fell into the crazy surging sea, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"We need not be afraid of the wrath of the God of Storm, because the great God of Storm has already opened his magnificent palace of water to us! Don't forget that the Son of God of Storm himself sounded the trumpet of progress for us, and we have God—"

On the deck, the long hair was covered with a coarse cloth robe with gray, green and blue colors, and the driftwood sticks in hand were raised above his head. The old farmer-like cheeks turned red with the roar, and they looked very excited.

But his gray hair that was blown by the wind accidentally penetrated into his throat. Even as soon as his inspirational words were spoken, he had to stop his throat, and then he bent down in the strong wind and coughed violently.

"Hal!" The passage that drifted against the wind seemed very weak. Lan Li, who was holding the tight ropes tightly on the side of the boat, turned his head and saw a rolling wooden barrel on the deck jumping and leaping at a rapid speed.

"Unfortunate!"

After cursing inwardly, he stumbled on the spot as the hull shook, and the oak barrel shook past his scalp. He then hugged the root of the mast in front of him and refused to let go.

The wind was strong and the rain was like a shuttle. The narrow and long battleship hull was like black pepper floating in a kitchen iron pot, rolling and shaking as the liquid boiled.

There were several times when the side of its ship was even parallel to the sea. It was not until the last moment that it was almost straightened back, which was a blessing in disgrace.

Just temporary luck doesn't mean anything. As long as this terrifying storm does not stop, it is hard to say that this warship called the Invincible Midwife can overcome the difficulties smoothly.

"Just rushing the road, shouldn't it be the easiest?"

Lan Li's face was covered in rain in the storm. After raising his hand and smearing his face with difficulty, he saw Jaspi who came out of the same village as him screaming and rolling over as the deck tilted, so he hurriedly stretched out his spare legs to block it.

His feet barely hooked the blond boy's black leather armor in the interlayer, which made the other party say thank you loudly, but made Lan Li feel that his ankles were chopped in half by the boiled hard leather armor.

Unfortunately, his dedication was useless. In the dark and irritable environment, when a more violent storm hit, the Invincible Midwife shook violently again, as if a huge sea monster was dragging the fragile ship in the storm. The earth was shaken down, and many iron civil soldiers on the deck were screamed and thrown into the sea.

The blonde boy who had just saved his life was also in this ranks. Lan Li watched the other party's desperate and helpless young face disappear from his sight, which made him feel like a big stone was pressed into his heart, and he was breathless.

"Your father is still waiting for you at home."

He couldn't help but flash this idea. Unfortunately, Lan Li had no time to pay attention to the others next.

Under the thunderous thunder, a violent shaking skill, the heavy mast, which was already full of slipperyness due to the heavy rain, finally broke free from his arms!
Chapter completed!