Chapter 380 The relationship between Robb and Geralt
Skinchangers from all over the world gathered in Winterfell. This was a very difficult and important event that could be recorded in history.
The talent of the shapeshifters requires the blood of the ancestors to be awakened. Except for a few families who have married to the south, most of these people believe in the old gods and act wildly and unruly. It would not have been easy to bring them together if the green prophet had not started the inheritance.
The reputation of Duke Ed of the North can still suppress them, or perhaps they maintain their own identities, and no one in the noisy grand banquet hall is drinking or causing trouble yet.
Werther and Eddard sat in the main seat. Eddard's children were all skinchangers. The youngest Rickon got a seat at the front. At normal banquets, he could only sit at the end, with Robb's two children.
A table of children.
Witte took a look, and found that except for a few people, they were not here, such as Jon Snow, the golden-robed Commander-in-Chief, who was responsible for his duties, Ashara, who treated the direwolf like a dog, both after awakening and without awakening, and the members of the Night's Watch.
For the shapechanger, everything that is supposed to come has come.
After finally getting together, Witte couldn't let them just eat and drink. After issuing mage badges to several skinchangers who refused to leave the North for life, Witte gave them two joint research in the name of chief wizard.
Topic: Cultivation of grain seeds and alchemical plants, and feasibility study of an integrated wooden boat.
Most of the shapeshifters stay in the north and get into trouble when they get used to being independent. The recent vampire incident proves that they have developed into a mature organization. Witte not only wants to eradicate this cancer, but also allows them to cooperate with the south.
The mages have more contact and are integrated into the system.
After a pile of manuscripts were handed out, the noise in the banquet hall turned into the sound of discussion, and it suddenly became quieter.
"Sansa, Little Jon is a good person, and the Umber family is our loyal ally." When introducing the target to his daughter, Ed also spoke in a businesslike manner.
Sansa took a bite of bread and said, "I'm not familiar with him."
"Where's Jojen Reed? He's about the same age as you, and we learned magic together when we were kids." Ed read off a list. This was the sixth person he was talking about.
Sansa put down the bread and looked at her father: "I'm too familiar with him to start with."
Hearing that Sansa rejected everyone, Eddard's expression was neither disappointed nor angry. Instead, he picked up the cup and stood up to leave. He lowered his head and said to Sansa's ear: "My mission is completed. It's your mother's responsibility.
Give me a job."
Robb is Ed's son, and Geralt is Werther's adopted son. The two were arranged to sit side by side.
The white-haired boy next to him kept staring at his face. Robb was worried that there were food residues on his face. Every time he took a bite of food, he had to wipe his mouth or cheeks with his hands, which made him very uncomfortable.
Saran Farman, who was on the side, noticed Robb's embarrassment and came over to help him out: "Geralt, Robb, I noticed that you two look a bit alike."
Robb touched his face again and asked, quickly picking off the crumbs from his mouth with his fingers: "Really?"
With his wife from the west to take care of him, Robb is not like other northern nobles who do not take care of themselves. Eddard looks like he is fifty when he is thirty, and Robb's face still looks very young.
"Do you really think we two look alike?" Geralt raised his hand and pointed at his yellow vertical pupils, and flicked his hanging white hair. He was surprised that Saran could still see it despite this.
Now Geralt doesn't want to know Robb. Robb is not only suspected of committing a crime, but in the story his mother told him, the two truly loved each other but were forced to separate because of the Tyrosh War.
During the few days in Winterfell, Geralt observed Robb carefully and found that there was no trace of his mother in his life. Combined with the fact that Robb had been nicknamed "Blackwater Rival", he decided that this cheap father was a liar.
The scumbag who took the body of his mother.
"Hmm~~ The look in your eyes and the use of two swords are the same." If you really want to talk about the similarities between the two, Saran couldn't tell at the moment. It was just an intuition.
Robb didn't want to get involved with this impolite young man: "We both learned the double sword from Ashara and have been practicing martial arts for many years. We may have some similarities in our daily movements."
"You studied with Ashara halfway and then stopped learning, but I got her true inheritance!" Geralt smiled with narrowed eyes, and exposed Robb directly in front of Saran without mercy.
Saran turned around and looked at Robb with a smile. Since Ashara became famous, many female nobles in Westeros have followed her as an example, and Robb often demonstrates her double sword martial arts.
"We have lived in Tyrosh for more than half a year, and you know Ashara's unconventional and bad character."
Robb didn't panic at all, and reached out to hold the hand of his wife Saran: "We were still very young at that time, and she didn't understand that the martial arts passed down by the Dane family could not be passed on to others. Later, she became famous and received the title of knight and knighthood. This
At that time, she was considered an independent sect, and her martial arts skills could be passed on to others at will."
After speaking, Robb did not forget to glance at Geralt provocatively, meaning that what you kid learned is what I have left.
"Don't say that about Ashara, her straightforward character is very cute." The two men quarreled, but it seemed like they wouldn't do anything, so Saran naturally sided with her husband.
One person can't stand up to two bastards. Geralt, who has keen senses, happened to hear Duke Eddard introducing Sansa to an unmarried young man. He grinned and said to Robb:
"It seems that you don't approve of me, but it doesn't matter. Sansa and I have been living together and have a very good relationship, and I have reached the age where we should get engaged." Geralt raised his glass and toasted to Robb: "Wait for Sansa and I.
After we get married, you call me brother-in-law and I call you brother!"
Saran didn't react, and Robb started to get excited: "What? Sansa is so much older than you! You are just a little kid with no hair at all!"
Sansa is Renly's magic disciple and Werther's vassal, who was given the title of earl. After Renly became king, Sansa's status was further improved. Sansa and Menedith, who served as palace maids in the Red Keep,
Those who want to find a marriage between the two of them will have to fight for their heads just to stand in line, let alone propose marriage directly.
Sansa often mentioned these things in her personal letters to Robb, and asked Robb to help her consider candidates. The woman's family had not yet made a decision, and this white-haired boy even called his brother. Robb's expression was very
Ugly.
Geralt was even happier when he saw Robb's constipated look: "Age is not a problem! Sir Robb, you are also a mage. You should understand that healing spells can keep our bodies in excellent condition for many years. From now on, Sansa and I
There will be many children, and they will all call you uncle."
Robb didn't understand what the white-haired boy meant when he kept referring to relatives in his speech. Geralt was just a few years old when they met before. When they grew up, they only nodded their acquaintance in Winterfell. He was sure that he didn't.
Having had conflicts with him, Robb didn't understand why Geralt kept deliberately provoking him.
Robb looked at his wife, Saran, who shook her head calmly. She didn't know what was wrong with Geralt.
This is the Stark family's castle. He is considered the host of the banquet and must maintain his grace. Robb took a deep breath and suppressed his anger: "Geralt, you are the adopted son of Duke Werther. Tyroshi people are so rude.
?"
"What I'm telling you is the truth. I've actually always had a crush on Sansa. After I came to the North this time, she also knew my feelings. The two of us truly love each other." After Geralt finished speaking, he raised his head in the direction of Sansa.
He clenched his fists several times.
Robb and Saran turned around and saw Sansa smiling and making the same gesture to Geralt, raising her hand and clenching her fist three times.
Geralt smiled broadly: "Look, this is the secret signal between the two of us."
"Sansa's marriage is decided by my father. She is also my sister. As long as I am here, you two will never get married!" Robb's eyes also turned into wolf eyes, staring into Geralt's eyes to threaten him.
Robb has lived so long that he has never been provoked by others, but those people were either burned to ashes on the spot, or had their hands chopped off for provocation. Today, he was constantly targeted by a teenager in his own home.
Gradually I couldn't hold back my anger.
"Do you want to take action? I have eaten your salt and bread." Geralt raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, but there was still a smile on his face. He wanted to anger Robb in this way.
"Robb, he is just a child." Saran saw Robb getting angry and quickly hugged his arms with both hands and whispered. Saran not only said that he was young, but also reminded Robb again that he was the adopted son of Duke Werther.
"Let's go greet the guests." Robb stood up and pulled Saran away. Out of sight, out of mind. He planned to ask Werther in private later on what was wrong with this little white-haired guy, and whether he was having trouble with his brain.
"Commander of the Winterfell Cavalry, Ser Robb Stark! I, Geralt of Tyrosh, formally challenge you." Geralt stood up and shouted in Robb's direction. When Robb replied,
He overdid it and added: "It's not a duel, we'll stop there!"
"Fuck, you little bastard!" The entire banquet hall was extremely quiet. Werther was very angry when he heard Geralt's words. The words he just cursed were meant for Ed.
Ed looked stunned. Catelyn had been talking to Sansa and hadn't paid attention to Robb. She didn't know what happened, so she asked Werther: "The two of them had a conflict?"
"Mrs. Caitlin, please rest assured. Both Geralt and Robb learned the martial arts of two swords. There are not many masters who can use two swords. Geralt is looking for Robb to compete with each other!" Werther gave a random reason.
At the beginning, Werther told him Geralt's life experience and left the decision of whether to recognize him to him, but now it seems that he does not want to recognize Robb as his father.
"Robb uses a two-handed sword, and Geralt also uses a one-handed sword, right?" Ed is also an old northern warrior, and he doesn't feel sleepy when it comes to fighting.
Werther: "Both of them learned martial arts from Ashara!"
"Oh, oh." When he mentioned Ashara, Ed felt Caitlin's eyes immediately turn to him. After saying "oh" twice, he stopped talking. He sat up straight and looked ahead to watch the fun.
"Haha." Caitlin sneered and ignored Ed.
The folk customs in the north are fierce, and there are fights at every banquet. The kingdom has always banned magic tournaments, and the mages know that this is to protect them. The magic eyeless finger may cause casualties, and there are only a few people. It is difficult to train a mage too
Difficulties, one death is a huge loss to the country.
But now that Werther is present, everyone knows Werther's ability. As long as he doesn't cut off his head, he can't kill anyone. After a brief silence, these shapechangers started to make noises when they saw that Werther and Ed didn't stop them, and even took the initiative to move the tables and chairs.
Make room for the two of you.
"Master Werther is here, so you don't have to worry about my safety." After soothing the worried Saran, Robb walked to the center of the hall and looked at Geralt: "I accept your challenge!"
"Okay!" the audience was happy.
Ed turned to look at Werther. After receiving Werther's promise to ensure the safety of the two, he stood up and signaled to the two people in the field that the duel between the two was established and that they could choose weapons.
Robb: "We are magic swordsmen. Ordinary swords cannot withstand our abuse. Let's use Valyrian steel swords."
Geralt walked into the scene: "You should know that my Siren Sword has special effects. Since you agree, it's no problem."
Ed, who was sitting on the main seat, waved his hand, and several guards ran out of the hall to get the weapons they had stored.
"I heard that with a wave of the Kraken Sword, all the fish in the sea will jump out of the water on their own!"
"That's for ordinary people. Robb is also a mage. The harassment of sound waves has little effect. The Ice Sword is powerful and heavy, and the slender Siren Sword cannot gain the upper hand."
"I defeated five golden dragons and Robb won. No matter how strong Geralt is, he is still too young and inexperienced."
"I pressed six golden dragons on Geralt. Although I don't know much about his magic, I have heard that he killed many people. Those who were taught by Duke Werther himself cannot be underestimated."
Each analysis was well-founded and succinct. Even Eddard and Caitlin began to worry after hearing this, fearing that their son Robb would lose at the hands of a young man.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Robb never told Catelyn about the training process in King's Landing. But Catelyn had heard about those cruel trainings. Although no one would die, she didn't want to
Saw Robb's intestines fly to the chandelier and be pulled out and stuffed into his stomach.
Caitlin was worried about her son and began to observe his opponent.
Robb was tall and strong, and Geralt, who was only thirteen years old, suddenly grew taller and looked very thin. However, he was half a head taller than Robb. From Caitlin's point of view, they both had their own advantages, but she observed
After a while, I discovered the problem: "Why do they look a bit alike?"
A woman's intuition is really terrible. Werther quickly made up for it: "Wen is not the best, martial arts is not second. It is because the two of them look alike that they compete in martial arts to determine who is better."
Seeing the guards coming in with their four swords, Werther thought of another thing: "Robb, come here."
He was warming up and flexing his joints. Robb, who was not sure why, thought that Werther wanted him to hold back and save some face for Geralt. He walked up to Werther and asked proactively: "Master, do you have anything to explain?"
Witte warned in a low voice: "I forgot to tell you that Geralt used to practice the orthodox five-series magic. Later, he changed to your magic and martial arts system, so not only his martial arts skills, but also his magic skills are similar to yours!"
"Then I don't have to worry anymore!" Robb smiled. It's called knowing yourself and the enemy. Before, I was a little worried about what tricks the other party had, but now I know all the tricks the other party has.
"Geralt, who has been tested by the grass, has much more magic power than you! Maybe he has less experience in fighting enemies and is not as skilled in martial arts as you, but after drinking the special potion, his increased strength and agility are many times more than yours.
!You must pay attention!" Robb was his great apprentice, and Werther did not want him to be defeated by Geralt in public, or to have his car overturned by his own son.