"What Master Weiman said is that there are many things that are unreasonable about this matter.
The first caravan that suffered was said to have had about a hundred Bolton cavalry. However, as the attacks on the caravan continued to occur, the caravans directly under the noble families sent additional cavalry to guard it.
Kaho City even sent 300 cavalry to protect the caravan, but they were still plundered by them.
Can Ramsay and his defecting cavalry eat up all these caravans?"
Bachelor Flo nodded, then followed Count Wyman's words and told the problem he saw.
"Of course it can't be the bastard who led the defecting cavalry. Who else could it be besides that Mr. Leech?"
Earl Wyman spoke without hesitation. He shook his head and did not want to discuss this topic any more.
"Maester Flo, how did the Young Wolf Lord ask us to buy Myr's ointment for him?"
"We contacted a familiar salt merchant ship and they agreed to transport a shipment of ointment specifically. However, they needed to pay a deposit of 200 gold dragons for the cargo first.
Lord Robb has not responded as to when the deposit and payment for the goods will be paid."
Bachelor Flo reported the latest situation. At the end of his speech, he looked at Count Wyman, waiting for his answer.
After Earl Weiman turned the gemstone ring on his hand a few times again, he said: "Since the Young Wolf Master wrote a special letter to inquire, he should be in great need of this batch of ointment.
We paid the 200 gold dragons for him first and asked them to come back with the ointment as quickly as possible."
"Yes! Sir."
"Tell Winterfell about this with raven. By the way, increase the price of the ointment by 50%. It's considered urgent goods and interest!"
Academician Flo nodded to Earl Wyman and said with admiration: "Not only do we help Lord Robb and let him owe a favor, but we can also make money on the way. You are worthy of Lord Wyman!"
Count Wyman's fat face showed a smile, and he waved his hand to ask Bachelor Flo to go and do things quickly. Then he closed his eyes and thought about what might happen in the future in the north.
…
In the area between the White Blade River and Sheep's Head Mountain, there is a small forest that is not dense, and a group of thousands of Bolton family soldiers are camping.
"Father, do you need to arrest the four Winterfell cavalry who were sent by the little wolf cub to supervise me?"
Ramsay stood behind Roose Bolton, bending slightly to show respect and asked.
"Just send someone to keep an eye on it. You can't break up with that little wolf cub now."
Roose looked to the northwest outside the woods, as if he saw Winterfell, and he continued to speak,
"You did a good job this time and didn't directly refuse his plan to let you plunder the northern caravan and then blame our Bolton family.
Instead, he quietly sent someone to tell me so that we can follow his plan and implement a plan that is beneficial to us."
"Of course, my father, the Bolton family is my foundation. Without the Bolton family, I would just be an illegitimate child that can be seen everywhere in the north.
However, now all the nobles in the north know that our Bolton family is robbing them, and our situation will be very difficult in the future!"
Upon hearing this, Ramsay showed his loyalty to his father with a smile on his face.
"Who said we were plundering the caravan? After a while, the nobles in the north will know.
It was Lord Robb who they were loyal to, forcing you to carry out the robbery, and by the way, framed the blame on our Bolton family.
Those four Winterfell soldiers are proof."
"Father, what if these four people refuse to testify?"
When Luce heard Ramsay's words, he suddenly turned around and looked at his son, and said softly: "People who are naked rarely have secrets, but people who are skinned have no secrets. I believe they will tell the truth!"
"Yes, they will certainly say that, Father!"
Ramsay was well aware of the power of ancestral skinning skills. After nodding in agreement, he continued to ask,
"But, in this case, we will be directly at odds with Winterfell.
Lord Eddard is currently serving as Hand of the King in King's Landing. If he comes back..."
"We, the Boltons, are still afraid of the Starks? Two 'Red Kings' once broke into Winterfell and skinned many Starks.
Besides, Eddard Stark won’t escape the trouble in King’s Landing that easily.”
Luce has always had a lot of ambition in his heart, and he has a deep palace. Although he usually uses some tricks in private, he has always been very loyal in front of Ed.
The reason why I ended up in person this time can be said to be a good opportunity to seize the change of the old and new lords of Winterfell. At the same time, I unexpectedly received a secret letter from the lord of the West.
Let Luce think that he can try to mess up the situation in the north first so that he can profit from it.
"By the way, have all the goods looted during this period been transported back? Also, what did you tell the little wolf cub?"
"Everyone has been sent back to the Dreadfort, father.
I told him that due to lack of manpower, all the belongings were temporarily hidden in a safe place. I also took Sam to see it, and of course, except for one box of goods specially for him to see, the rest were all empty boxes."
"Very good, the looted goods this time are enough for us to recruit thousands more infantry or train a thousand elite cavalry.
They will become weaker and weaker, and we will become stronger and stronger. I believe that it will not be long before our Bolton family will rule the North again.
At that time, I will give you the surname Bolton. Domeric has unfortunately passed away, and you will be my heir from now on!"
"I look forward to that day, Father!"
"Okay, in addition to the people you brought, I will leave you with three hundred cavalry. There should be fewer and fewer caravans behind you that can plunder. Tomorrow, I will go back to the Terror Fort to deal with the goods."
…
In the meeting hall of Winterfell, a piece of paper written in Chinese was placed in front of Robb.
It has words like Lannister, Bolton, Frey, and the Three-Eyed Raven written on it.
Seemingly confused, Robb shook his head, picked up a dagger next to him and started playing with it.
Although this dagger looks plain and simple, it is made of lost Valyrian steel and has a dragon bone handle.
For Robb, this dragonbone dagger was simply sent by Littlefinger by courier.
When the assassin carrying the dragon bone dagger entered the main castle of Winterfell at night, he was greeted by Bloodwind with his own pack of wolves.
After learning that Brandon had been assassinated, Caitlin was extremely angry and immediately went to King's Landing to find Eddard.
Of course, Robb could no longer let her fall into the whirlpool of King's Landing. After analyzing the pros and cons, Robb gave her a guarantee that he would definitely find the mastermind behind the scenes, giving up her idea.
But she was still worried, and finally entrusted Sir Rodrik to go to King's Landing to tell her husband Eddard the matter.
"Lord Robb, today there are ravens from various noble families accusing the Bolton family of attacking the northern caravan.
If this matter is not resolved as soon as possible, not only them, but also the civilians below may become restless. After all, many supplies in the north rely on these caravans for supply."
Maester Luwin, holding a hand full of raven letters, finally couldn't bear it any longer and asked Robb, who was concentrating on playing with his dagger.
"Yes, I understand, Maester Luwin. Anything else?"
When Robb heard this, he didn't even raise his head, he just nodded and responded.
Seeing his appearance when talking about the Bolton family, Master Luwin, who was used to it, shook his head and continued: "A letter from White Harbor, Lord Wyman has advanced a deposit of 300 gold dragons for us to purchase Myr's ointment.
Lord Eddard officially assumed the position of Hand of the King and took charge of the Royal Council. King's Landing regularly held a tournament to celebrate..."
"Robb, the Karstark family, and Count Rickard are coming with hundreds of cavalry!"
While Maester Luwin was reporting on various chores, Theon hurried into the meeting hall, shouting loudly.
Bang!
Robb, who had been immersed in studying the dragon bone dagger, heard Theon's shout, and suddenly his fingers trembled flexibly. He turned the dragon bone dagger several times in his hand and stabbed the two words "Bolton" written on the paper in front of him.
Chinese.
Robb raised his head and said to himself with hot eyes: "The time is finally ripe!"