Game of Thrones: Attack on the North Wolf

Chapter 39 Trading
On the school grounds of the Dreadfort, a group of Winterfell soldiers were checking and identifying the surrendered soldiers and other captives one by one.

The captives whose identities have been confirmed will be assigned to the team guarded by other Winterfell soldiers to clean up the corpses and wreckage after the battle.

Robb was sitting in the back of an emptied bullock cart, and the paramedics were helping him with a sword wound on his left arm.

Next to him, there were two other ambulance soldiers, who were pulling arrows from Blood Wind who was lazily lying on the ground, and cleaning the wounds.

Of course Bloodwind didn't want strangers to approach and touch him, it wasn't that Robb was always comforting him in his heart.

Just the action of the two of them drawing arrows that made Blood Wind whine in pain was enough to make them snacks.

"Have you found Roose Bolton?"

Looking at Ed who was doing the counting work on the school grounds, Robb turned his head and asked Little Jon beside him.

"It hasn't been found yet. We have sent a search team to look for it...Lord Robb, look over there!"

Little Jon, who was wearing a full body of plate armor, spoke in a low voice. When he was answering Robb's question, he suddenly pointed to the right side and said.

When Robb heard this, he immediately looked in the direction of Little Jon's finger.I saw that a hidden door was opened under the city wall on the right.

A dagger was pressed against his neck, and Luce, who was tied behind his back with his hands behind his back, was being pressed with a livid face, and walked towards Robb step by step.

And the one who was holding Luce with a dagger was his illegitimate son, Ramsay.

Ramsay, with his trademark smile on his face, greeted Robb with his free left hand when he saw Robb's gaze.

As the distance got closer, Ramsay looked at Robb's blood-stained face, and the scene of the last time the two of them met flashed before his eyes.

……

In the dilapidated houses in Horwood City.

"Respected Lord Young Wolf, your loyal hunting dog sends you greetings.

Excuse me, is there anything you want me to do? "

Robb, who was wearing a hooded cloak to hide his face inside the room, heard Ramsay's pretentious words.

He pulled off the hood and said with a chuckle: "Hehe, Ramsay, I probably know you better than your father, stop acting, let's have a normal conversation."

"Master Robb, your hound doesn't understand what this sentence means."

"Lord Luce's eldest son, your elder brother, Domeric Bolton, was poisoned by you!"

Hearing Robb's sudden words, Ramsay's smile froze on his face.

The air in the dilapidated house was suddenly quiet, and the two stared at each other in silence for a while.

The smile on Ramsay's face gradually disappeared, and finally he said with a blank face: "I don't know where you heard about this ridiculous rumor. It's just that I really want to know why Lord Robb pays so much attention to me. ?”

"Well, what you say is a rumor is a rumor! Let me make a long story short, let's make a deal!"

Hearing Ramsay's denial, Robb shrugged indifferently, and did not continue to answer his question, but went straight to the point.

"What deal?"

Hearing Robb's point, Ramsay stopped dwelling on the last question and asked.

Robb stood up suddenly, put his hands on the broken wooden table, leaned forward, and said softly: "You help me destroy most of the army in the Dreadfort and kill Roose Bolton. I will make you the Dreadfort Lord, Ramsay Bolton."

"Hahaha! I am the only son of my father, and I must inherit the Dreadfort in the future. Lord Young Wolf, do you think I am a child? Make a deal with me for my own things."

Ramsay did not vehemently refute or reject Robb's words about destroying the Bolton family army and killing his father.

On the contrary, he was very dissatisfied with the remuneration proposed in Robb's transaction.

"Really? Lord Luce is now at the peak of his body, let alone whether he can live to be 70 or 80 years old.

Just say that if he gets interested one day, like the old beasts of the Frey family, and gives you ten or eight younger brothers, are you sure he will pass on the title to you?
Ok?Lord Ramsay Snow! "

Robb heard that Ramsay seemed to be determined to win the Dreadfort, he smiled and shook his head, and said in a light tone.

This passage seemed to hit Ramsay, he didn't speak up immediately, but thought for a while, and asked: "The Bolton family is my foundation, you let me destroy most of the army.

When the Dreadfort is in your hands, you can regret it if you want to, and kill me casually, right?Lord Robb. "

"Ramsay, do you think I'm an idiot?"

When Robb heard this, he immediately asked Ramsay a question.

"Of course not, I think you are wiser than the rumors say."

Ramsay was a little caught off guard by Robb's words, of course he shook his head in denial.

"Hehe, don't use the word wise, I don't like it very much.

Having said that, as long as I am not an idiot, as long as I want to continue to rule the North as a lord, I will not do this.

Breaking the oath and murdering one's heroes is to discredit the honor of the Stark family for thousands of years. My father Ed will never allow me to do this. "

Hearing Ramsay praise him for his wisdom, Robb frowned subconsciously, then said with a smile,
"When you betrayed your own family, your own father. The only thing you can rely on is me.

Since I am not worried that you will betray me, and you are a very capable person, why would I want to kill you?

I think we're going to be the closest partners.I swear by the gods old and new! "

Robb was still smiling at first, but he became more and more serious as he spoke, and finally raised his hand to swear.

I don't know if Robb's words are sincere, or the name of Ed and the old and new gods is very important.

After hearing this, Ramsay smiled at Robb, then knelt down on one knee and said to him, "You are my monarch, from today until death!"

After hearing Ramsay's oath, Robb was moved, walked around the dilapidated wooden table in front of him, and pulled him up: "From now on, just like His Majesty the King and my father, we are both monarchs and brothers!"

"Yes, what is your order for me this time?"

"I've heard from others that you have many spies under you and have a wide range of channels.

I want you to help me find some wildfire through special channels, and then pack it in a custom-made wine barrel.The sooner and more stealthily, the better. As for the Golden Dragon to buy Wildfire, I will have my trusted attendant bring it. "

"This is no problem, as long as there is a golden dragon, everything is easy to talk about."

"Also, I want you to inform your father that I want to rob..."

……

"Ramus, well done! I will reward you for your contribution."

Seeing Ramsay approaching, a little distracted, Robb spoke first with joy on his face.

"Lord Robb, you are too kind. Everything is your credit."

Ramsay, who came back to his senses, replied with a respectful expression on his face.

Robb didn't argue with him about the attribution of credit. He stepped forward and patted Ramsay on the shoulder encouragingly.

Then he turned his head to look at Luce, who was being escorted by him, and said with a smile: "The Seven Kingdoms have always believed that the clan language of our Stark family, 'Winter is coming' is just a warning or threat.

So now... Winter is here, Lord Luce! "

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