After the canonization ceremony, Margery left.

Dickon was also driven away by his father.

In the empty knight hall, only Earl Randyll and Samwell Caesar were left.

The father and son looked at each other in silence, and the atmosphere was a bit stagnant.

Samwell was anxious to go back and study his attribute panel, so he spoke first:

"Father, you left me here, but what else do you have to explain?"

"You hate me." Earl Landau looked at his eldest son and suddenly said.

Without waiting for Samwell to answer, he continued:

"You don't have to argue, because I don't care."

Samwell's mouth twitched and he simply stopped talking.

Count Landao looked at the suddenly unfamiliar son in front of him, feeling inexplicable emotions in his heart, but his tone remained as cold as ever:

"If a hunter returns empty-handed, his family will starve; if a lord is defeated, his castle will be burned to the ground. Over the past thousands of years, many families in Westeros have disappeared in the long river of time.

It's because of a cowardly and incompetent heir.

What the Tully family in the frontier needs is a lord who can wield [Broken Heart] to kill enemies, and you are not even qualified to touch it.

Therefore, no matter how much you hate me, I will never leave the fate of my family in your hands."

Samwell listened silently, but he really didn't have much resentment in his heart.

Because the original owner did not meet Earl Landau's requirements for an heir, although he tried to change after time travel, it was too late.

However, all this has passed.

After the canonization ceremony, he had changed his surname to Caesar, and from then on, everything about the Tully family had nothing to do with him.

At this time, Earl Landau suddenly threw something towards his son.

Samwell quickly caught it, and when he looked down, he realized that it was actually a bag full of gold dragon coins!

"Since you voluntarily gave up your inheritance rights, this is the share you deserve." Earl Landau explained calmly.

"Thank you, father!" Of course Samwell would not refuse, he was in need of funds to develop at this time.

"Besides, before setting off this time, your equestrian teacher James was killed by me myself."

Samwell was shocked when he heard this, but then he reacted——

This James should be the mastermind behind his last horse fall accident!

He was discovered by his father and killed!

"No matter how useless you are, you are still the eldest son of the Tully family! Even if you are to be judged, I should do it myself!" Earl Landau said domineeringly.

Samwell felt mixed emotions in his heart and lowered his head in silence.

No matter what, his father can be considered as avenging him.

After a moment of silence, Earl Landau spoke again:

"Sam, do you still remember our clan language?"

Samwell nodded:

"I am the first in the battle."

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he realized why Earl Randyll was so determined to change the heir. It was obviously impossible for the original owner to practice the Tully family's clan language.

Earl Randyll's expression softened slightly: "Although you are no longer named Tully, I still hope you can remember this sentence.

Conspiracies and lies may win political victory, but when it comes to ruling the roost on the battlefield, our Tully family has a better say.

Since you have the courage to accept the development order this time, it means that the blood of our Tully family is still flowing in your body after all. Remember this motto, it is far more useful than money in the difficult territory development."

Samwell nodded solemnly, feeling warm in his heart.

But then, Earl Landau's next words were like ice water being poured down on him:

"But if you fail to develop, don't go back to Kok Ling. Otherwise, I will chop off your head with my own hands!"

After saying this, Earl Landau turned and left.

Samwell was left looking at his father's tall back fading away with a complex expression, speechless for a moment.

…

In a courtyard full of flowers, Samwell was holding a silver sword and practicing thrusting hard against a target made of iron oak.

It's a pity that his bloated figure is not beautiful at all, and it also seriously affects the speed of movement. Soon his steps become chaotic and miserable.

But Samwell still didn't give up, clumsily persisting.

It wasn't until the sunset gradually set in the west and his clothes were completely soaked that he finally stopped.

Moving his tired body with difficulty, Samwell came to the steps and sat down, picked up the water glass and drank a few gulps.

After he regained his breath, he looked at his attribute panel attentively.

It can be seen that the above data has not changed much, only the agility has changed from 0.52 to 0.53.

It seems that my guess is correct, training can change the value of attributes.

But this change is too small.

After practicing lunging all afternoon, only my agility increased by 0.01, while my strength and spirit remained unchanged.

Perhaps there is not no change, but the change is too small to be reflected numerically.

After all, the values ​​on the property panel are only accurate to two decimal places.

The reason why agility has changed the most is probably because the original value is too low, so it is easier to improve.

Samwell guessed that an average adult's three values ​​should be 1. Because he is too fat, his agility value is indeed the largest difference from that of a normal person.

The only stat he has that is higher than a normal person now is his energy, which is 1.12.

Samwell thought that this might be related to the fact that the original owner was naturally intelligent and liked to read.

The three values ​​​​on the attribute panel, strength and agility, are easy to understand, but Samwell is a little unsure about the last spirit.

He had some doubts that the mental data might be related to the legendary magic that had disappeared.

After all, this is a magical world, with dragons, ghosts, children of the forest, wizards, and gods old and new...

Although these magical creatures are now either extinct or have become legends, and even miracles may not have appeared in Westeros for a long time, as the long summer is coming to an end and winter is approaching, the game of thrones begins again. These

The mysterious side of things will gradually revive.

Maybe when your spiritual value reaches a certain level, you can open the door to the mysterious side and find out.

But here's the problem, Samwell hasn't found a way to add points yet.

By relying solely on knight training, he could indeed improve his strength and agility, but the speed was too slow.

Moreover, as the two values ​​increase, the speed will further decrease, but the difficulty will increase.

As for ways to improve your spirit...you don't want to read a book, do you?

However, Samwell did not feel frustrated. Even if this attribute panel could not directly add points, just numerically valuing his three attributes was already extremely useful.

Because he can observe the changes in attribute values ​​by trying various methods, and then develop a set of improvement methods that are most suitable for him.

For example, the swordsmanship inherited from the Tully family that he is currently practicing, Samwell can streamline and even improve it through the feedback of attribute values.

Moreover, although it is not possible to add points directly now, it may not be possible in the future.

Samwell guessed that once he carves out a territory and ennobles some vassals, this attribute panel will most likely undergo new changes. By then, he may be able to add some.

Just when he was thinking about it and being ambitious, footsteps suddenly sounded behind him.

Samwell turned around and saw a maid coming over and said respectfully:

"Sir Caesar, the butler sent me to remind you that the dinner will start at six o'clock sharp and will be held in the banquet hall of the main castle."

"Okay." Samwell stood up and ordered, "Prepare hot water for me, I want to take a bath."
Chapter completed!