In the stands, Earl Rickard and Great Jon just stood up when they heard their names, and then they sat back down again when they heard Roose's request for trial by combat.
When the northern nobles heard Luce's words, they immediately started talking, and some nobles had begun to question the fairness of this trial.
Trial by combat is a method of adjudicating and resolving disputes in Westeros. Trial by combat can be initiated before the trial or at any time during the trial.
As long as the party survives through a recognized fair fight to the death, it will be the winner of the trial.
Of course, the initiation of a trial by combat can be vetoed, but in Westeros, which believes in the faith of the gods and advocates heroism, few people, even noble lords and members of the royal family, stop the trial by combat from proceeding.
Robb looked at Luce, who was of medium height, with weak muscles and a pale and haggard complexion. He nodded and said, "I agree to your request for trial by combat.
Lord Luce, please find an agent warrior on the scene who is willing to fight for you, otherwise you will have to fight on your own."
"Lord Robb, please grant me this opportunity to fight for you!"
After hearing Robb's words, Luce was still thinking, and Daisy, who was standing on one side, immediately asked Robb loudly.
"Lord Robb, I am willing to chop off his head for you, please choose me!"
Little Jon, who was wearing full plate armor, was a little slow to react. After Daisy spoke, he shouted angrily.
Then Owen and Eddard also reacted and scrambled to fight for Robb.
Robb shook his head, stretched out his hand to quiet them down, and then slowly said: "Thank you for your willingness to risk your lives and fight for me. However, my father has always taught me, 'Those who are sentenced to death must do it themselves'."
After hearing him convey Lord Ed's teachings, Daisy and others, knowing that trying to persuade them again would be useless, silently retreated to their original positions.
When Luce saw that Robb wanted to do it himself, a smile appeared on his lips and he raised the shackles on his hands.
Eddard glanced at Robb and saw him nodding, so he took out the key and unlocked his shackles.
Robb pulled out his long sword from Theon's waist beside him and threw it in front of Roose.
Then, he reached out and pulled off the black cloak on his body, pulled out his long sword from his waist, and said to Luce: "It seems that no one in the audience will fight for you, so come on! Lord Luce.
Outside the Dreadfort, I asked a messenger to bring you a message, 'I will definitely end your life with my own hands.'
Now, it’s time!”
Luce picked up the long sword on the ground, stood up, and moved around. During this period, his hands and feet were shackled for a long time.
The two brothers Ed and Toren silently made space, and quietly stood in a circle with Daisy and others outside.
In fact, trial by combat can require you to change your armor first, and then engage in a duel.
But Robb and Luce, the two enemies who were about to fight to the death, both understood each other's thoughts, and the two sides had a tacit understanding and directly engaged in a duel without armor.
"Start fighting!"
Seeing that Robb and the two were ready, Theon shouted loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, Luce raised his sword in his right hand and approached Robb.
As soon as he entered the attack range, he held the sword in both hands, raised it high, and then slashed at Robb.
Clang!
Robb's steps remained motionless, and with a calm expression, he raised his sword above his head with his right hand, easily blocking Roose's slash.
Veins burst out in Luce's hands as he held the sword, and he tried with all his strength to press the sword down.
And Robb neutralized the power on his sword with just one hand.
At the same time, he whispered to Luce at a volume that only the two of them could hear: "You are bound to die anyway. Rather than die bearing the blame, it is better to die in battle by trial by combat.
This will also raise doubts in the minds of the northern nobles that I will convict you by force, pricking a sharp thorn in their hearts.
Of course, it would be better if you could kill me by trial by combat! Right?"
Upon hearing this, Luce opened his mouth and pulled out an ugly smile, and replied in a low voice: "Yes, isn't it the same for you? Since trial by combat cannot be refused, it is better to convict me directly with this and block the nobles in the north.
mouth.
My body is not strong to begin with, but after being imprisoned for so long, my body is already empty. I will definitely die if I face a brave young wolf master like you. Huh, hoh!"
Luce, who was exerting all his strength, spoke at the same time, which made him breathless. After a short pause, he continued,
"During this period, I thought carefully about this war, even though I wanted to cause chaos in the North at first.
At the same time, I want you to lose your prestige as you take charge of Winterfell for the first time and damage the reputation of the Stark family.
But at that time, I never thought about launching a war against the Stark family.
But the series of traps you designed are obviously intended to initiate a war and weaken the power of the Bolton family.
And when we first met in the Dreadfort, I could see through your eyes that you had a very deep hatred for me and wanted to kill me from the bottom of your heart.
Before I die, I want to know why."
"Hehe, Lord Luce, he is indeed a smart man, and he sees me very clearly! As for why I want to kill you..."
It's because, in my previous life, I died at your hands!
Robb chuckled lightly, but because he was worried about the three-eyed crow peeping in the dark, he did not tell Luce the reason in his heart.
"Aren't you willing to tell anyone who is about to die? Robb Stark, you are a terrible person!"
Looking at Robb who remained silent until the end, Luce couldn't help but let out a sigh.
"Then, farewell, Lord Luce!"
While the two were talking, the power coming from Luce's sword was getting weaker and weaker.
Seeing that he had finished what he wanted to say, Robb said his final goodbye to Roose.
Before Luce could react, Robb used his sword with his right hand and thrust the sword upwards, swinging away the sword that Luce had pressed above his head.
At the same time, he quickly retracted the sword with his right hand and swung it out with all his strength.
clang!
Luce clenched his hands with all his strength, but was unable to stop the long sword in his hand from flying out after being hit by the opponent.
Although Luce knew that his force was not very strong, he never expected that he would be unable to fight back against Robb.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
The stunned expression finally solidified on Luce's face, and Robb's second sword directly cut him off. His head rolled to the ground on the high platform, making a few small noises.
As for his headless corpse, blood was spurting out from the main artery in his neck, splattering all over Robb's head and face.
As a spectator of this trial by combat, Earl Wyman has only one feeling now, that is, this trial by combat is too sloppy.
If Roose Bolton's head hadn't fallen off the stage, he would have thought it was a staged drama.
From his perspective, he only saw Luce slashing with his sword, and then the two were in a stalemate. Robb easily knocked away Luce's sword with one hand, and then chopped off Luce's head with one sword.
"Lord Robb is too strong!"
Count Rickard next to him was not a layman in swordsmanship like him.
He clearly knew the gap between Rob and Rob. Therefore, he couldn't help but sigh in admiration.
Hearing the admiration of his old friends around him, and recalling the changes in Winterfell and the military parade of Winterfell soldiers, Earl Wyman made a decision in his heart.
That batch of Mil ointment, just give it away...just charge the cost price!