It wasn't until the pot-bellied King Robert finally got drunk and lay down on the long table, snoring loudly, that it was announced that this very boring dinner party hosted by the Stark family was finally over.
The servants carried the drunken nobles back to their rooms. Others in the banquet hall who could still move around went home, while those who were too drunk to fall asleep slept where they were.
When Robb brought Bloodwind back to the room, Theon didn't know how long he had been waiting. As soon as Robb took him into the room, Theon reported what happened today when he was followed and discovered.
"Theon, let Owen start tracking Jaime Lannister tomorrow. When he was in the Mountain Clan, the most cunning prey could not escape his tracking."
After pondering for a moment, Robb said,
"Then, you select a few clever Wolf Guard members and ask them to spread the news in the villages around Winterfell that there are traces of direwolves in the wolf forest."
"Understood. I'll report back to you after everything is done."
Xion nodded and agreed without any unnecessary words.
After this period of running-in, he knew that if Robb was willing to talk, he would take the initiative to tell him, but if he was unwilling to talk, it would be useless no matter how much he asked.
"How far has the arrangement I arranged progressed?"
"The goods have been handed over to us and are in transit. Recently, the personnel schedule of the main castle has been arranged."
"Okay, go to bed early! See you at school tomorrow morning."
"Good night!"
…
Cersei shook the glass of wine, looked at Tyrion across the table with disgust, and then said to James beside her: "An outstanding next generation has appeared in the Stark family. I have reported this to my father.
, what do you think?"
"The hunting birds are usually the ones that fly first, and geniuses are the ones that are most likely to die young. I think it is normal for the young wolf master to have an accident."
James responded to his sister's topic casually.
For him, he doesn't care about the Young Wolf Lord or anything else, it's purely to deal with Cersei.
Cersei agreed with James' words, rubbing the wine glass against her red lips, thinking: "Then, what kind of accident is reasonable?"
"Ha! Living in the master's house, planning how to murder the master's son. You two are really just like your father, you are qualified Lannister!"
Tyrion had a sarcastic smile on his face and said ugly but upright words.
“Can any good words come out of your mouth?
Since you are enjoying the benefits brought by Lannister, you should fulfill your obligations and responsibilities."
Hearing this, Cersei put down the wine glass in her hand, bit her lip and said to Tyrion.
"Of course I can say good things. Skilled girls from south to north have all heard me say good things! Right, James?"
Tyrion first made a joke to James with a smile on his face, then put away his smile and turned to Cersei and said,
"Benefits? I have properly cleaned up the piles of shit and urine in Casterly Rock City, so that the Lannisters can live in a clean environment for decades. Am I still sorry for the benefits you brought to me, a dwarf?
"
"And in my father's eyes, I don't have the surname Lannister at all. So, don't say such things in front of me."
After Tyrion finished speaking, he threw the wine glass in his hand on the wine table, jumped off the chair and slammed the door.
Jaime stretched out his hand to dissuade Tyrion, but he looked at his back and had no idea what to say.
Cersei stared at the closed door with resentment in her eyes, biting her lip tightly.
At dawn the next day, Robb appeared at the school gate on time.
And all the Wolf Guards, including Little Jon who was drunk to the point of mud yesterday, also stood in the queue in a standard manner.
Robb nodded secretly and walked forward to lead them in today's routine training.
As the sun gradually rises, the quiet Winterfell slowly begins to wake up.
The people in Winterfell are accustomed to the training of Robb and others, but people from King's Landing will be amazed when they see it.
Because, Robb is leading the Wolf Guards in basic formation training at the moment.
On the corridor outside the school grounds, Joffrey was walking in a gorgeous coat. Under the sunlight, his blond hair was particularly elegant and dazzling. Coupled with the handsome face inherited from his parents, he was indeed a beautiful boy.
Many maids in Winterfell are making secret glances at Prince Joffrey, hoping to win his favor.
Although Joffrey is not very interested in women, he enjoys this atmosphere.
When he walked to the school grounds with his hunting dogs and other guards, he saw Robb and others training, so he stopped and watched.
Watching Robb and others walking around the school grounds neatly, it was like a queue training in a house.
Joffrey couldn't help but laugh and applaud: "Hahaha, it's so beautiful and neat.
This kind of training method is very good! You won’t get hurt. Unlike our soldiers in King’s Landing, who are trained with real guns and swords, it is easy to bleed, and sometimes people will die.”
How could the Wolf Guards not hear this full of ridicule? Although they had complained about this training method at first, they did not dare to speak due to Robb's order.
But after actual combat, they knew the benefits of this kind of queue training.
Team battles with neat queues and forbidden orders are more efficient than indiscriminate brawls on the battlefield, and the chance of survival is greatly increased.
So after hearing Joffrey's taunt, before Robb gave the order to rest, they could only feel angry, but still maintained the orderliness and completeness of the formation training.
Robb turned a deaf ear to this and continued to lead the team in regular formation training.
"Dog, have you ever seen any sissy army in King's Landing trained like this?"
Seeing that Robb didn't dare to respond to him, Joffrey tilted his head even more vigorously and loudly asked the hound who was getting up.
"First time meeting, Your Highness the Prince."
The hunting dog wearing the iconic dog-headed iron helmet responded in a deep voice.
"Hahaha, I'm afraid this training method in Winterfell is unique from Westeros to Essos... sissy!"
"Pfft!"
"Hey hey hey!"
As soon as Joffrey finished taunting him with a smile, all the guards around him, except the hunting dog, couldn't help laughing.
Robb, who led the Wolf Guards to the far end of the school grounds and faced Joffrey and his party, suddenly stopped.
He pulled out the blunt training sword from his waist, pointed it forward diagonally, and shouted: "Draw the sword! Charge!"
Clang!......
All the Wolf Guards drew their blunt swords and followed Robb, maintaining their overall formation and rushing towards Joffrey and his party.
Their eyes were full of murderous intent, as if they were standing opposite the group of abominable savages from before.
Clang! Clang...
Looking at the charging Robb and others, and feeling their murderous intent, the hound instantly pulled off his dog-headed iron helmet, stood in front of Joffrey, pulled out the sword from his waist, and made a fighting stance with his knees slightly bent.
posture.
The laughter of the rest of the guards stopped suddenly. After seeing the hounds move, they reacted and hurriedly drew their swords to protect Joffrey.
Joffrey, who was protected in the crowd, was livid. He had met Robb's cold eyes before and felt that the other person was not joking, but really wanted to kill him.