Viserys raised his hand and pressed lightly on the rune-covered paper on the table, and then said, "Grandpa Aemon, I'm worried about more than that. If it's just to have a few more Others's subordinates, then for Night's King, spending so much trouble is not worth the gain, unless they have other purposes."
Maester Aemon was silent for a long time after hearing this. His blind eyes were slightly facing the warmth of the fireplace, as if he could see the secrets covered by the shadows in the dancing firelight.
Finally, he whispered, "Viserys, your speculation is not without traces in ancient books. After Long Night, some records also mentioned Night's King's methods, and the darkness that may be hidden deeper. However, those words have long been in pieces, and even I have only seen sporadic fragments before."
Daenerys walked up to Viserys, gently held his hand, and said with a vague uneasiness in his voice, "If that's the case, can Wall really block them?"
"Of course, you have to believe me, everything will be no problem with me here."
After Viserys briefly comforted Daenerys, he turned to look at Sam and said, "But the more eager Night's King is now, the more it means we still have a chance. You should also take a closer look at those scrolls that have not yet been finished, and you may be able to find something."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Samwell, who was originally nervous, looked as if he had been forgiven. He nodded quickly, then turned around and went back into the crumbling bookshelf, leaving only a rustling sound of turning books.
Viserys withdrew his gaze and looked at Maester Aemon again. His expression returned to his former calmness and he said, "Grandpa, since Night's King is in a hurry, we can't wait for it to waste its time. Please be sure to find out the records related to the sacrifice. Even just a few words may be the key to our future break."
"After I bring King's Landing back, I will ask Maester from all over the country to help check it out. Although I have made arrangements for Citadel, I can't trust their people."
Maester Aemon nodded slightly, apparently agreeing with what Viserys said, and said, "I will let Sam sort out all the fragments involving Others. Although my eyes are blind, my heart is not old enough to remember those words."
"However, Viserys, you have to understand that knowledge can only provide direction. The real sword must always be held in your own hands."
"Of course, I know this very well." Viserys said in a calm tone, "By the way, since you have left all these matters to Sam, if you are fine later, I think we can go out for a walk together."
Maester Aemon was stunned for a moment when he heard Viserys's words, and then a gentle smile broke out on his wrinkled face.
He turned his head slightly, facing the direction of Viserys, as if to confirm the sincerity of his words, and said, "Go for a walk? In the cold wind of Castle Black? You kid, you are becoming more and more romantic like Rhaegar back then."
"I'm not going to blow the wind, I want you to bask in the sun." Viserys walked to the window and directly reached out to push open the heavy wooden window. The biting cold wind rushed in instantly, but it was also neutralized by the strong fire in the house.
Snowflakes were still flying yesterday, but today the sun shines through the clouds on the snow-covered Courtyard, reflecting a not-so-dazzling but extremely bright white light.
Viserys said, "It's too long here Winter. If you stay in the room all the time, the human heart will easily get moldy. You've been here for too long, and occasionally you need to feel the outside world, even if it's just this small area under Wall's feet. Targaryen yearns for blood and fire, not a dark study."
Daenerys also looked at Older Brother in surprise. She did not expect that Viserys would also make such a proposal.
In her impression, Older Brother was always busy, and he seemed to have a cold personality. In the past, he carefully calculated every ounce of his strength for the purpose of restoring the country. Now, such a leisurely and leisurely behavior is really a bit unexpected for Daenerys.
But she soon noticed that the look in Viserys's eyes that looked at her lacked the estrangement that had been so well hidden, and added a bit of warmth that belonged to family members.
Maester Aemon was silent for a moment, and finally, he nodded slowly, stood up slowly, and said, "That's fine, anyway, the book smell in this room is too heavy, and it really needs a change of air. Sam, you continue to search, don't worry about me."
"But, Maester Aemon, it's very windy outside now..." Sam poked his head out from behind the stack of books and said with some worry.
"Haha, as long as Viserys is here, nothing will happen to me. What's more, although my body is filled with blood and fire, I have stayed in Wall for most of my life, and my old bones can't be frozen here." Aemon interrupted Sam, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
He groped towards the door, Viserys walked forward naturally, supported the old man's arm with one hand, and gently held Daenerys's shoulder with the other hand. The three of them walked out of the Maester's Tower room full of old-fashioned atmosphere.
It was still cold in the corridor, but compared to the dullness in the room, the flowing air outside was still refreshing. Viserys walked very slowly, matching the pace of Maester Aemon, taking each step steadily.
After Daenerys went out, she let go of Viserys. She was still a little shy because she was too close to Viserys in front of outsiders.
She followed the two of them, turning her head to look at the tall Upright back of the man next to her, and looking at his gentle gesture towards his family. The last haze that had accumulated in her heart due to the threat from Others seemed to have completely dissipated with this slow pace.
They went down the spiral staircase and finally came to Castle Black's main Courtyard.
There were not many people in the square at this time. Most of the southerners were afraid of the cold here. There were only a few Night's Watch brothers who stayed in Castle Black and a small number of the North soldiers who were practicing in the distance.
Their shouts of killing echoed in the empty field, which seemed a bit desolate.
Viserys helped Aemon to a stone step leeward and sat down. He stood in front of Maester Aemon and Daenerys, blocking most of the cold wind blowing in their faces.