The moment Aaliya walked out, the fight was destined to end.
The person behind the incident is the noble Arya Stark.
Who would do anything to her friend, the butcher's son, in front of this person
The prince's orders were the prince's orders, but she was also the daughter of the Duke of the North.
How can these soldiers and foodies join in the fun of this kind of conflict between people of noble blood?
What if Mikai must be killed and this young lady stands directly in front of him? If you want to use violence
You really don’t want to die fast enough.
Who would have thought that the daughter of the Duke of the North was injured, and the matter would be less serious than that of the prince?
So Lan En put his sword back into its sheath with a chuckle, and the six people opposite him He put the sword back in embarrassment.
Everyone knows that they can’t cut anyone present even if they draw their swords, so holding the sword will really make them feel awkward.
"Come with us, Miss Stark, your Majesty and your relatives are very anxious."
The Hound Knight lifted the opening and closing parts of his helmet, revealing a picture The severely burned face looked at Aaliya and said calmly.
Although the tone is still scary enough, Lan En feels that this should be his most gentle state.
Nymeria followed behind Arya. She tugged on the edge of Lan En's armor, looked at the Hound Knight stubbornly and nodded.
The group of people followed the light of the fire and arrived at a quite large camp.
The butchers, carpenters, and cooks who accompanied the army were all busy in the camp, while well-equipped knights and warriors patrolled and guarded around the camp.
In the dark night, it was hard to tell how many people there were in the entire camp.
Lan En looked at all this with a sense of novelty.
According to Aria, this should be the motorcade in which the king took the Duke of the North to the capital to take office as prime minister.
Teams of this size are rare.
On the way, Arya whispered to Lan En that the hound knight was named Sandor Clegane and was the prince's bodyguard.
Sandor led three people and one wolf all the way to the largest tent in the middle of the camp.
If you think about it, you will know that this is the king's tent.
Nymeria was led to a horse tethering post and had a collar around her neck, next to another direwolf who was obviously much quieter.
That should be Sister Alia’s wolf, named Lady.
As he walked to the door, a man with brown hair and gray eyes like Aaliya came out quickly.
"Dad"
Aaliyah shouted happily and rushed towards him.
He has a cold temperament like frozen soil and rock, and he looks like a person who grew up in a harsh environment.
But the moment this man saw Aaliya, the glacier melted.
He first breathed a sigh of relief, then put on an anxious face and hugged the same yearning man.He ran over to Alia.
Aliya has never been separated from her father for so long.
Her outpouring of emotion was easily sensed by her father, and the reprimand that came to her lips could not be uttered.
Eddard Stark, the Duke of the North, is known for his silence, justice, and sternness. People call him the Silent Wolf.
He didn’t know why his daughter looked like she had been away from home for a long time, but he instinctively knew that what Aaliya needed now was not admonishment, but relief.
"You shouldn't, it's okay. Alia, you'll be fine when you come back."
Lan En looked at this scene calmly and gratifiedly.
This is why he wants to send Aaliya home.
Lan En’s appearance and his shawl hair that looks like molten silver are very eye-catching.
After Ed comforted his daughter, Aaliya pulled him to Lan En.
"This is Lan En, daddy. He saved my life"
The little girl said happily.
Ed smiled, looking carefully into the witcher's eyes as he thanked him.
"Thank you for taking care of my daughter, Lord Lan En. Soon, the king will make a judgment on this matter. Can I invite you to attend? Maybe your testimony will be needed then."
"This is the honor of meeting the king, I can't ask for it."
Lan En winked at the little girl and accepted it happily. This was something he discussed with Aaliya on the road.
Ed led Aaliyah and Lan En, and a guard beside him supported Mikai who could not walk. The group was about to enter the huge tent.
But the Hound Knight stopped Lan En at the door who was about to go in.
"Take off your sword."
"Hey, I can see many people inside are wearing swords."
"You and those people People are different, and your origin is unknown." Sandor Clegane's severely burned face showed no expression at all, and he lowered his voice. "I know how dangerous you are, kid."
Ed, who was walking in front and had already entered the tent, heard the movement, turned around and was ready to speak for Lan En.
But before he could speak, a furious roar came from the tent.
"Let me in from the seven fucking hells. The hunting dog is just because of a sword. Do you think that the men with swords in this room are all weaklings?"
< p> Lan En could see Sandor gritting his teeth in a vague way, and then he stopped paying attention to Lan En and walked in.This voice can command the Hound Knight at will, and its status must be higher than that of a prince. Its tone is that of a mature man, that is, a king.
It really has a fiery temper like a standard warrior.
Lan En walked inside, and the king's residence was completely different even if it was a tent.
Floors, decorations, and furniture are all available, and you can’t even notice the outside from the inside.Just a layer of canvas.
Many people gathered here tonight because of the conflict between the king's son and the daughter of the Duke of the North.
As soon as Lan En came in, he saw a handsome guy with blond hair speaking aggrievedly to the fat man sitting on the only chair in the venue.
"I saw her being bullied, so I drew my sword to help her, but I didn't expect that she would let a wolf bite me, father"
Wow, this rhetoric is just right Is there such a scene when you come in?
If Lan En didn't know Aria's personality and character, he might have had to think for a few seconds before making a judgment.
Originally, the fat man sitting on the only stool was listening to his son's cry with obvious irritability and impatience.
He is the king who seized the throne as a warrior, and his bravery in his youth is known to all the seven kingdoms.
Who knew that his son would actually cry because he was bitten on the wrist by a wolf? It’s so disgusting
Even if you hammer the wolf to death on the spot, I will laugh twice< /p>
It’s useless to be bitten and cry by a beast
But this irritability and impatience cooled down the moment Lan En entered the door.
The fat man’s eyes, narrowed into the flesh of his cheeks, were fixed on Lan En’s silver hair, and at this moment, he shot out a terrifying murderous aura.
The whole room fell silent naturally.
The crying Joffrey even took a swipe because of this and did not dare to say anything more.
"Ed, this is the person you brought"
The Duke of the North seemed to have anticipated his reaction and spoke naturally.
"Robert, he has nothing to do with the Targaryen family. Lann, come closer and let His Majesty see your eyes."
As a local, Arya has a head. Fog.
On the contrary, Lan En recalled Ed's gaze on his hair and pupils when they met just now.
The eyes, hair that looks like molten silver, and some kind of special pupils are the physical characteristics of one of their hostile races
Anyway, Lan En knows that he is related to this There is no blood connection in the world.
And the cat eyes are obviously a safety feature.
So he approached the king with peace of mind.
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