Chapter 453 Conqueror

"You seem ready to die in battle, Blackfish Knight."

The full moon hung high in the sky, casting a cool silver glow.

The water of the Red Fork River flowed slowly, and the river surface sparkled in the moonlight, like a huge silver snake winding through the dark land.

The trees on the shore formed twisted black shadows, and the wind blew quietly, and the leaves rustled.

"Good night, Brynden Tully."

Brynden looked at the person in front of him and responded in a deep voice: "Green Crab."

Green nodded slightly, and then he looked to the west, and the Riverrun City was looming in the moonlight.

After a pause, Green's voice sounded: "Will this be the last night?"

Hearing Green's self-talking sigh, Brynden said coldly: "It seems that you are going to end this bloody game."

Hearing this, Green smiled up: "It seems that you don't like my way of trial."

Brynden's eyes were deep: "Trial?"

Green did not reply, but gestured to the other side, and Brienne of Tarth came over immediately.

The plate held by Brienne appeared in Brynden's sight, with bread and salt on it.

"This may reduce your hostility towards me."

Brynden glanced at Green, hesitated for a while, and pinched a small piece of bread with his wrinkled and sturdy fingers, then dipped a little salt and put it in his mouth.

Under the witness of the gods, the guest rights took effect.

Looking at Brynden's complex expression, Green chuckled: "Are you surprised, old knight who came to die?"

Brynden: "..."

Green continued: "I was also surprised. I didn't expect you to come so soon... So it's not too difficult to guess your purpose."

"Sure enough, not everyone can be called a famous general."

Brynden couldn't help but sigh, paused for a moment, and said directly: "I heard that the Lannister woman in the Red Castle is extremely favored by you. I want to ask... How much wildfire is the trout head that can please her worth?"

The words of the upright old knight contained With a little sarcasm, Green laughed again: "Didn't the famous Blackfish in the Seven Kingdoms see my contribution to the peace of the kingdom?"

"Crable's contribution..."

Muttering, Brynden's eyes moved to Green and continued: "Yes, you have made a great contribution. Not only did you rob the land, castle and honor of the Arryn family, but you also dyed the river under the Riverrun City red with the blood of lions and trout. Tonight..."

He stared at Green: "... I came to fulfill your conspiracy."

The deep blue eyes and brown eyes stared at each other, and the atmosphere became solemn.

After a moment of silence, Green slowly spoke: "Since you value honor so much, why didn't you save his honor? I mean Robb Stark."

In Brynden's stiff expression, he continued: "Obviously, the reason you hesitated is because he is your nephew, family, responsibility, honor... According to the motto of the Tully family, it is indeed difficult to make a decision when your family members trample on honor."

Then he shook his head slightly: "It's not that difficult... It should be said that it's very simple. The Tully family has always chosen family as their first choice, and honor is second."

Brynden couldn't help but clench his fists, and his hoarse and powerful voice sounded: "I really didn't expect that the young general known to all the Seven Kingdoms likes to insult the honor of other families."

"Do you think it's an insult?"

Green looked at the sparkling river water with his hands behind his back for a while, and suddenly said: "When I was a child, when I read "True History" , I am very curious about why the Tully family responded to the rebellion sixteen years ago, and what reasons they had to rebel. "

As he said, he turned his head to look at Brynden: "It's because two women in Riverrun married Winterfell and Eyrie respectively. Family, responsibility, honor... After all, family is more important than honor, am I right?"

Brynden's broad chest rose and fell slowly, and he said: "Duke Crabbe, I don't want to waste time on other things. The night is not long, I think compared to the purpose of your invitation, discussing the past... at least not the most important thing now."

"No, it's very important."

Green turned to face Brynden, his eyes flashed with a sharp light: "To me, Tully and Lannister are all rebels of the kingdom, speculators who rely on selling honor to gain "honor". "

Tat Tat.

Green moved his feet and stood in front of Brynden. His voice seemed to carry the cold wind of winter: "Brynden Tully, ever since I came to Riverrun, I have been hesitating about how to judge the rebel of that year - Tully."

Hearing the last part, Brynden suppressed the shock in his heart, moved his lips, and said: "Who are you?"

Grimm raised his chin slightly and said: "I, Grimm Crab, I represent all the souls who died under the sword of the usurper in the rebellion of the kingdom sixteen years ago."

The strong wind blew, and Green's blue cloak embroidered with swamp marigolds crackled.

He stared at Brynden motionlessly: "Brynden Tully, can you hear the roar of those honorary knights?"

Brynden couldn't help but take a step back, while Green took a step forward. He said word by word: "The Arryn family was the initiator of the rebellion sixteen years ago, and was exterminated sixteen years later. Do you still think they deserve sympathy?"

He added: "Three hundred years ago, when Aegon Targaryen conquered Harrenhal, Edmin Tully (the patriarch of the Tully family during the Conquest War) led the lords of the Riverlands to defect. After the war, , Aegon the Conqueror canonized Edmyn as Lord of the Riverlands, and ordered all lords and knights in the Riverlands to swear allegiance to Tully..."

Green seemed to be suppressing his anger. He calmed down and then continued: "With such kindness, what reason can Tully have to rebel against the Targaryen Iron Throne? Is it just for his own family, Brynden Tully?" , I really hope I’m wrong.”

Brynden could no longer face Green's gaze. He closed his eyes and struggled to squeeze out his voice: "I will die in Riverrun."

Green quietly looked at Brynden, who looked in pain for a while, and said: "Old knight, I am very lucky that you still retain the honor of a knight."

Brynden opened his eyelids and stared blankly at the slowly flowing Red Fork River. He said in a hoarse voice: "I should have died long ago. It is the fire of hatred that keeps me alive until now..."

Green also looked towards the river: "For those who are burdened with heavy hatred, death is a relief. This is not atonement."

"Atonement?"

Green tapped his chin: "If your knight's heart is still there, I hope you can embark on the road of atonement. This is an opportunity I give you, and it is also the punishment you have for the crimes your brother and the Tully family committed. A chance at redemption.”

Brynden was silent for a while and said, "If it's allowed, I'd like to hear your proposal first."