Sword and Magic and Taxi

In the final analysis, Caitlin Stark, like her father, did not trust the Frey family, especially when there were not enough guards by her side. Although Frey would only say strange things verbally before, no one knew when this old man would actually do something strange. Therefore, although Xiangbei's road is the direction home, Frey, an unstable factor, lies in the middle, and she dare not risk going north.

To the west from the Knee Knee Inn was Runliu City, her father's place, a place she didn't want to bring trouble to. She chose to go east, heading to the Eagle's Nest City in the east. There, her sister Lysa, as the widow of Duke Aylin, took the future Duke Robin of Eagle's Nest, and ruled the castle that was said to be "unbreakable".

She was also not sure why she had to go in this direction instead of going to the west where her father was. Perhaps deep in her heart, there is a vague feeling of doing something wrong, and children who make mistakes will always want to avoid serious parents. Fortunately, no one asked her this question, but followed her behind, watching her curled up in the colder and colder air wrapped in a thick blanket.

Leaving the warmth of the riverland, the eastern border occupied by the lofty mountains has a completely different environment. There is always wind here, blowing down from a certain mountain crevice, gorge or the top of a snow-covered mountain all year round, blowing away the warm and humid air that has finally gathered, making the skin extremely uncomfortable. It turns out that my sister has always lived in such a place? How many years have I not been here? Haven't she seen each other since she got married? Caitlin has been thinking about these and other issues along the way, but there is only one core: "Will Lysa help herself?"

The motto of the Tuli family is "family, responsibility, honor", and the Ailin family is "high as honor." Lysa and herself are blood sisters, and this will never change. Caitlin kept persuading herself like this, wrapping the cloak tighter.

As they left the Knee Inn in a hurry, they did not bring much supplies. Originally, Caitlin and Rodrik were enough, but now a group of "knights" are added. Caitlin herself knew that these people weren't really knights, and if she was asked to choose a knight of oath, only one or two people would barely meet the standard. Mercenaries, speculators and troubadours are the true portrayal of this group of people. How can such a person bring enough food? So after a few days of marching, the group soon ran into trouble, trouble with food.

"Anyway, the little dwarf can sit anywhere, kill his horse. Then he only has legs if he wants to escape." Someone suggested that Mrs. Stark did not object. The only people who opposed it were Tyrion and Zhao Mai.

"We have nothing to eat, maybe you are willing to contribute your food and horses?" A hired knight with a short knife and a hippie smiley face jumped in front of Zhao Mai: "Maybe your dog can also?"

Zhao Mai punched his mouth and shattered twelve teeth in front of him. A fist strengthened by psychic powers is comparable to steel. How can a fragile human body be able to withstand it? The kid fell straight back and fainted, coughing up blood with broken teeth from time to time.

After removing the package of psychic powers, his fist was not contaminated with blood, and it was still as clean as new. "Don't want to move my dog." Zhao Mai didn't mean to joke at all, and the cold breath exuding all over his body was no different from this rugged mountain range. "If you want to find something to eat, either go hunting or eat your own horse. What does it mean to always stare at other people's things?"

"How do we go after eating the horse?" The troubadour Marek patted "his horse". In fact, he took advantage of the chaos and took it away from the stable. He always wanted a really good horse. Only by following this group of people can he keep his horse, and he can also "participate in something worth praising, an adventure full of justice and honor!"

"Who can hunt here?" Bolong held the hilt of the sword, a cloud of gloom between his brows. Since the morning, the mountains have been foggy, except for the roads that are tens of meters before and after. If Tyrion drilled into the mountain at this time, his small size could easily disappear, and no one could catch it back.

Fortunately, the little devil knew where he was going. Before, he covered his head and sat on horseback dangling, and at that time he kept talking to himself. Take off the headgear and see that there are mountains on both sides instead of wetland plains, and then calculate the time and speed. "You are going to the Eagle's Nest to find your sister, you are not going north to Winterfell!"

This means that even if the news of his arrest spreads, the first person to rescue will miss the target. In the vicinity of the river, the Lannister family has few close friends, but many close friends with money, and Lannister always pays his debts. He also counted on a truly righteous knight—at least upholding the justice of money—to rescue him.

In the mountains of the East, wild beasts and savages live in them. If ordinary people lose their way, they will probably never get out. Tyrion was very self-aware. Even if he could escape, he would not do it. After all, there is still a big difference between real escape and death.

"I'm going hunting." Zhao Mai stood up. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and felt the changes in the natural force around him from the wind. After a while, the topography and the distribution of animals and plants here had a preliminary impression in his mind. There is no shortage of food among the high mountains, but the key is how to ask nature.

"You don't want to take the opportunity to escape, do you?" Marian asked.

"If you can think about it before you speak, you won't be a stupid troubadour." Zhao Mai looked at Mrs. Stark, and said: "Since you ordered a temporary rest, then I will help. You can find something to eat, it won’t take too long. Don’t kill these horses indiscriminately. They are raised for riding, not for food."

"Thank you, Mr. Mike." Caitlin lifted the cloak on her head, nodded slightly and said: "You take the liberty to ask, in the past few days, there were many opportunities to leave~www.NovelMTL.com~Why keep Followed?"

"Because you didn't forbid Tyrion to speak, and I have a lot of things to ask him." Zhao Mai kept talking to Tyrion along the way, listening to him about the Targaryen family and the dragon. Record. Tyrion reads many books and wants someone to talk to him, so he knows everything.

"I have to admit that he has read a lot of books, but he really learned too little." Caitlin rode on the horse and said to Zhao Mai: "Thank you again. From now on, you will come and go freely, no one will Stop you."

"Yes, no one can grow extra teeth at any time like a shark, so no one will stop me." Zhao Mai whistled, and the reserve food immediately followed. They disappeared into the mist in a short while.

"Madam, this person is quite mysterious." Sir Roderick came to Caitlin's horse and helped her hold the reins to help her down. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he whispered: "I haven't been able to see his details. I'm very sorry. I dragged him in. It seemed wrong."

"It doesn't matter, my good jazz, I think he is only a weird person at most, not like a bad person." She sighed and said: "In this age, it is not easy to be a bad person." (To be continued. )