Robb and his party first reunited with the Winterfell soldiers who stayed in Donglin Village and buried the villagers.
After waking up, Sam expressed his decision to join the Winterfell army, and then followed Robb's team without saying a word.
Then when the group of them rushed back to Winterfell, it was almost sunset.
When Robb brought Jon, Theon, and Jory to the meeting hall, Eddard, Maester Luwin and others were already waiting for them.
As dusk approached, the meeting hall was already dark, but many candles had been lit early.
"...That's just the way it is, Father."
Robb recounted the events of the past two days and then stood quietly waiting for the most powerful man in the North to speak.
Ed put his hands into fists under his chin, thought for a moment and said, "Maester Luwin, tell Roose Bolton the situation and ask him to give me an explanation."
"Jory, you have those heads placed at the intersection outside Winterfell, with the crimes they committed written next to them, to show those who want to commit crimes what will happen to them."
"Robb, you will be responsible for the distribution of the spoils and the compensation for the sacrificed soldiers."
Ed finished his order in one breath, and Robb and the other three immediately saluted and replied,
"Yes, father!"
"As you command, my lord!"
"I'll do it right away!"
Looking at his eldest son turning to leave, and remembering the bad news Caitlin told him yesterday, Ed gritted his teeth and made a decision. He said, "Robb, at dawn tomorrow morning, put on your training leather armor and come to the school field."
"Yes, father!"
Robb, who was about to leave, turned around with some doubts and agreed, then went to the weapons depot with Jon and Theon to remove his armor and place weapons.
"Hey, Robb! I killed two enemies, should I be given more of the spoils?"
Xion casually threw aside the blood-stained mail and sword, and said to Robb with a smile.
"Tomorrow the spoils will be distributed by Jon. If you want more, just ask him. I'll go back to the room first."
Robb was thinking about Bloodwind in his heart. He stopped Xion with one word, threw his weapons and mail aside, and left.
These mail armors and weapons in the arsenal will have dedicated servants to clean and maintain them.
"Snow..."
Watching Robb's back leave the weapons depot, Theon turned his head to look at Jon, who was cold-faced and silent, waved his hands and said,
"Forget it, just pretend I didn't say it.
Hey, when you get rich, go find Rose and study body art."
Jon completely ignored Theon. He arranged his weapons and mail and looked thoughtfully at the direction Robb left.
"Hey little guy, did you miss me?"
As soon as he returned to his room, Robb held Bloodwind, who was sleeping in the old clothes, in his hands and forcefully brushed its soft wolf fur.
"Woo..."
Bloodwind, who was awakened by Robb's rough tactics, growled pitifully in protest.
"Hey, have you grown up a little?"
Feeling the weight of Blood Wind, Robb held Blood Wind in front of his eyes and observed it.
The blood bond points are indeed magical enough. I added 1 point of physical fitness two days ago, and now it seems to have obvious effects!
Looking at Xue Feng, who had obviously grown in size, Robb had a thought, and the familiar blood mist rose up and submerged into Xue Feng's body.
[Physique +1]......
After three blood prompts flashed before his eyes, no matter how much Robb tried to increase his physical strength, there was no response.
He pondered for a moment, then the thought flashed across his mind, and he tried to add more points again.
[Speed +1], [Strength +1]
There is absolutely no problem in adding points to the other two points of Blood Wind. Reality is indeed different from the game.
There is no way to just click on one attribute in a scientific way!
After the experiment, Robb gained some more knowledge about goldfinger, but he did not continue to add more.
[Name: Bloodwind, Contractor: Robb Stark]
[Physique: 5, Speed: 3, Strength: 2]
[Clan: Psychic Direwolf (6)]
[Blood Pact Points: 2]
After adding points this time, Robb didn't feel tired. I wonder if it was because he still had blood bond points left.
Robb hugged Bloodwind for a while and then put him back into his old clothes nest. Finally freed, Bloodwind yawned and closed his eyes to sleep.
…
During dinner time, Ed did not appear in the banquet hall, while Caitlin ate the food silently with a gloomy look on her face.
Since she didn't take the initiative to speak, Robb and others didn't want to get into trouble. Throughout the dinner, Theon, the atmosphere team of the dinner, was telling how he killed the enemy heroically.
Looking at Arya, Brandon rushed to ask Theon all kinds of weird questions, leaving him speechless. Robb couldn't help but smile knowingly.
But he inadvertently noticed from the corner of his eye that Jon had been observing him.
Jon should have discovered that my personality and behavior are different from before!
Apart from knowing nothing about love, this kid has a keen sense of smell in other aspects!
Robb's expression remained unchanged, and his thoughts changed and he no longer paid attention to this matter.
Because no matter how Jon observed, he could not conclude that he was a time traveler.
"Robb, your father's adoptive father, Lord Arryn, Hand of the King, died of fever. His Majesty the King has set off to Winterfell with everyone in the royal family."
Caitlin suddenly spoke, and the atmosphere at the table changed instantly. Everyone listened quietly to her story.
"I still remember your wrinkled appearance when you were born in Riverrun, and in the blink of an eye you have grown up.
You have to be prepared...
Be prepared to be a competent lord and be prepared to protect your younger brothers and sisters."
"Mother, I promise I will be ready!"
Seeing Catelyn's sad face, Robb immediately spoke to comfort her.
"You guys can eat, I'm going back to my room first!"
Seeing the serious expression on her eldest son's face, Caitlin left the banquet hall without saying a word.
"The King is coming to Winterfell! Will the Kingslayer come? Will the Imp come?"
"I heard from other people that the prince is very handsome, but I don't know if it is true to the rumors."
"Hmph, I wonder if those soft-spoken southern guys will not be able to bear it when they come to the north. But southern girls should be more charming than northern girls!"
After Caitlin left, the banquet hall instantly became noisy.
Robb looked at his younger brothers and sisters who had no idea how miserable the future would be, shook his head, and continued to cook.
The dinner consisting of meat, fruits and vegetables was indeed more nutritious than dry food. After eating about a portion and a half, Robb gained 1 blood bond point.
…
To the northwest of the Dreadfortress, between the elongated long lake and the bare solitary mountains, there is a plain area.
A team composed of hundreds of cavalry was advancing unhurriedly and sweeping forward.
Lord of the Dreadfort, Roose Bolton is listening to the news about the raven reported by the soldiers.
"Okay, I understand. How are the other cavalry units doing?"
Roose Bolton, who was of medium height, pale complexion, and gentle in appearance, asked softly after hearing the news.
"We have all arrived at the designated position, and we will be able to close the trap at noon tomorrow. Although this group of savages is more difficult to deal with, hundreds of cavalry can encircle and charge, and they will definitely be wiped out."
The soldier who reported the news immediately replied.
"Where's Ramsay? Since those defecting soldiers were wiped out by the Stark family, why hasn't he come back yet?"
"There has been no news from Lord Ramsay yet."
"Well, let the cavalry team in the southwest withdraw, and the other teams continue to surround."
"Southwest direction? That's the direction of the Stark family... follow your orders!"
After giving the order, Luce looked at the southwest with cold eyes and whispered to himself,
"I'll let the 'explanation' come to my door automatically, Lord Ed!"