In the banquet hall, Owen, who was neatly dressed and energetic, poured a pot of biting cold water on Xion's face.
"I greet your mother..."
Theon, who was lying on the long table and dreaming about the harem, was so excited by the cold water that he jumped up suddenly and was confused, just saying a polite greeting.
"Lord Robb has already left for the school grounds. You know what the punishment will be for being late! Everyone else has left, and I was the only one here to wake you up. Shouldn't you be thanking me?"
Owen watched Xion jumping around like a monkey, shaking off the cold water on his body, with a smile in his heart, but he spoke seriously on his face.
Hearing this, Xion looked around the banquet hall.
I saw many servants cleaning the messy banquet hall. They were the only two officers in Winterfell who were still there.
"Thank you, Owen. Let's go quickly! I don't want to do that embarrassing and uncomfortable frog jump around the school grounds like before.
But why does the right side of my face hurt so much?"
Theon quickly greeted Owen and walked out of the banquet hall. At the same time, he pressed his tongue back and forth against the painful right side of his face and asked Owen.
"You really don't have any memory of last night? You were so happy yesterday that you dragged Robb with you to find the red-haired Rose, saying that you wanted to play with a group of people.
Then, in order to reward you, Mrs. Caitlin gave you a ‘gentle massage’ on your right cheek! Hahaha!”
Owen, who originally had a serious expression on his face, couldn't help but laugh as he recalled the scene where Xion was slapped in the face last night.
"You knew I was drunk, but you still hit me so hard?
Oops, stop laughing and leave!"
Knowing that he was beaten by Caitlin, Theon caressed the right side of his face and muttered, then rolled his eyes and headed towards the school grounds with Owen, who was still laughing.
The training of soldiers in Winterfell was carried out normally today, and it was not affected at all by yesterday's carnival.
The prisoners of war and the wounded were arranged in batches yesterday by the mid-level officials of Winterfell.
Rewards such as trophies, battle merits, and death benefits are still being tallied and should not be available for a few days.
After the morning training, Robb rushed to the meeting hall without stopping to deal with the territorial government affairs that had accumulated for more than half a month.
"Maester Luwin, that's almost it for today. In my name, you will send a raven letter to all the nobles in the north, asking them to come to Winterfell to collect the looted goods.
At the same time, a notice is posted at the gate of Winterfell. As long as you can prove that you are the owner of the goods of the victim caravan, you can come and collect them."
After spending half a day, Robb finally finished handling the accumulated government affairs, and issued his order to Maester Luwin beside him.
"Okay, I'll do it right now!"
With a nod in response, Maester Luwin turned and headed for the crow's nest.
Robb was chatting with Daisy, who continued to perform her duties as a personal guard, about whether there was anything unusual about Brandon recently.
The guards of the meeting hall came to report, and a Winterfell soldier came to report the situation.
"Lord Robb, the little Lannister devil has arrived at the winter fair and is heading towards the red light district.
Lord Xion led his men to follow him, and he asked me to ask you if you need to take them down?"
A soldier wearing armor immediately reported to Luo Bohui after entering the meeting hall.
Robb, who knew Tyrion as a person, shook his head and said, "Let Theon invite them here, uh, it's a polite invitation!"
"As you command!"
The soldiers took the order and turned around to leave. Not long after, the four little devils were invited by Xion.
"Ha, I just went to the Great Wall to pee, and when I came back again, it felt like a long time had passed.
Winterfell has changed so much, are you right? Young Wolf Lord!"
As soon as Tyrion saw Robb, he joked with a playful smile.
"Little devil, you'd better be more respectful to the lord! Otherwise..."
Hearing his tone, Xion frowned and warned.
A smile appeared on Tyrion's lips, and he answered without fear: "Otherwise, what about? Chop me into smaller pieces for your master?"
"you!"
"Okay, Theon."
It has to be said that Tyrion, who looks like a slut, has fully maxed out his taunting skills.
Seeing that Theon was easily angered by Tyrion, Robb raised his hand to stop them from continuing.
"Tyrion Lannister, I searched the Bolton family and found a secret letter from a powerful figure in the West.
Are you interested in taking a look?"
"Aha, when you say that, I know without reading the letter that the person writing the letter must be my father who likes to make plans everywhere.
He just saw Lord Eddard go to King's Landing and you had just taken over Winterfell, so he wanted to incite the Bolton family to create some trouble for you.
But who knew that you would directly defeat Roose Bolton and capture him."
Tyrion is indeed a smart man, he can tell the truth at the first point, but he actually said it directly in front of everyone without any hindrance.
Seeing such an interesting Tyrion, Robb suddenly became interested and threw away the words in his mind. He also said directly: "Tyrion, your dissolute behavior is just because you are discriminated against by your family, so you deliberately pretend to be.
Come out of the shell.
Of course, you like it very much and enjoy this shell of yours.
But you are actually a very wise, kind-hearted hypocrite!"
"Wow! Lord Robb, I don't know how to answer your comment.
I didn’t even know that I was such a great person!”
As soon as Robb finished speaking, Tyrion continued to smile playfully and spoke in an exaggerated tone.
But the slightly panicked look in his eyes showed that these words had already had a certain impact on him.
"Tyrion, join the Stark family! I will make you my deputy and give you a platform to display your talents.
No one can tell you to do anything but me.
You are so smart, you should be able to tell whether I am sincerely extending an invitation to you!"
Seeing that Tyrion was a little caught off guard by his words, Robb continued to increase the intensity and spoke loudly to him.
As soon as his words fell, the entire meeting hall fell into silence.
No one expected that Robb and Robb would directly talk about such an important matter on such an occasion.
Tyrion could feel the sincerity in Robb's words, so he, who was always articulate and eloquent, couldn't help but froze in place, not knowing how to continue to answer.
Behind him, two guards wearing the Lannister family's angry lion armor looked at each other silently.
The two felt that they would not be able to leave this meeting hall after hearing such words today.
But they didn't want to surrender. They all understood from each other's eyes that they wanted to fight to the death.
And Yoren, the night watchman who has been acting as a transparent person next to him, is watching the development of this drama with a meaningful expression.
Just as the hands of the two Lannister guards slowly reached for the hilts of the swords at their waists, Tyrion, who had recovered his head, laughed loudly: "Lord Robb, as you said, I am just a slave to Lannis."
Just a dwarf with special discrimination.
No matter what your intention is, I implore you not to waste so much effort on me. It’s not worth it!”
"Tyrion, please remember my words today. I will be your best choice at the end of the day!
By the way, you can stay in the guest room of the main castle today! It’s the same room you stayed in last time, okay?”
"No need to trouble you this time, the chicks outside the city will definitely miss my silver deer, um, and the little lion. Haha!"
After Tyrion finished speaking, he bowed and left. When he turned around, his face was as gloomy as water.
He met the two Lannister guards behind him, who were obviously relieved, and followed him outside.
Yoren, the night watchman, also saluted Robb, turned around and walked out without saying a word from beginning to end.