Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 45 I, Arthur, recognize you as my friend

"New Moon!" Richard, the steward of Harrenhal, exclaimed, "Isn't it too..."

Lady Hean did not speak, and glanced at the steward coldly.

Richard no longer insisted. After all, the lady was the owner of this place. He hurried out of the hall to find the sword.

Desmond stood beside Arthur, and at this moment he murmured: "It turned out to be New Moon. Lady Shira is really generous."

Arthur was a little puzzled, but also a little expectant. It sounded that this sword was very famous.

"Is this the Valyrian steel sword? Why are you all reacting so strongly?"

Patrick turned his head and looked at Arthur deeply. "You haven't heard of this sword. This is a famous sword made of meteorite iron in the Falling Star City. Although it is not as famous as the Dawn of the Dawn Sword, it is also a famous sword."

Dawn is a two-handed sword used by the Dawn Sword of all generations, and it is also a peerless sword second only to the Valyrian Steel Sword.

The strongest knight of each generation of the Dayne family in the Fallen Star City in Dorne will be awarded the Dawn, and then be called the Dawn Sword by the world.

The most famous Dawn Sword recently belongs to Arthur Dayne, also known as the Fudiao Sword. It is said that he can knock down five people with one hand while peeing.

The material of the New Moon is the same as the Dawn, so it is not much different.

Lady He An really spent a lot of money to give Arthur such a thank-you gift.

Arthur noticed that the heir of the Sea Frontier City had contempt, envy and jealousy in his eyes, and his mood became a little complicated.

Shame, expectation, and boast!

Shame because I didn't know the name of the New Moon, expectation because I just needed a two-handed sword, and boast because although he didn't know the sword, it still fell into his hands instead of Patrick.

Richard soon returned with this famous sword. Then, at the signal of Lady He An, he handed it to Arthur.

"Madam, this is too precious. I can't take it."

Arthur was humble in his words, but his hands were honest. He took the sword directly and looked at it carefully.

Madam He An saw this and was very tactful: "Only people like you are worthy of using a sword like the New Moon. Take it. This is not only a reward for helping us get rid of a harm, but also a testimony of our friendship."

She remembered that in the spring of seventeen years ago, her husband Walter held a tournament in Harrenhal. All the nobles and knights of the seven kingdoms came, and even King Aerys II, who had not left the Red Castle for a long time, came to honor him.

At that time, the He An family was rich, the territory was prosperous, and the friends they made were all over the seven kingdoms. It can be said that the fire was boiling oil and the flowers were blooming.

Seventeen years have passed, and the former friends are gone. Their territory is still prosperous, but the family has gradually become poor and declining because they can't collect taxes.

It has declined to the point that it is now troubled by a few wild boars, and servants in the castle have been injured because of it.

If it gets out, even the country folk will laugh at it!

Lady Hela Hean recalled the past and said with emotion:

"What's more, our family members are gradually dying out, and no one can use it in the future. Isn't it a great regret in life to leave the sword covered in dust?"

Arthur nodded and agreed with Lady Hean's words: "Then I will accept it."

He suddenly pulled out the New Moon, pinched it with one hand and waved it a few times, feeling that it was just right for him now.

After thinking about it, Arthur put away the New Moon and tied it around his waist, and said seriously:

"Countess, I, Arthur, recognize you as a friend. In the future, if Harrenhal is in trouble, no matter where I am, I will come to rescue in person."

She said this because this old lady is really a particular person.

Although her attitude in giving the New Moon Sword was a bit pretentious, it was the kind of feeling that because my Hean family is noble, you kill a few wild boars for me, so it is worth more and more expensive gifts.

But in any case, she gave Arthur a real sword.

According to Arthur's thinking, this is an act of repaying a drop of kindness with a spring of water.

Since Lady Hean is a particular person, he, Arthur, cannot help but express his gratitude.

How you treat me, I will treat you!

Arthur must save her life during the War of the Five Kings.

Lady Hean smiled with her hands covering her mouth, "It seems that I have received the promise of a brave knight."

Arthur corrected her: "I am not a knight, I am just an ordinary person who keeps his promise. For the competition in King's Landing, I have to leave. But please believe that our next meeting will not be too far away."

As soon as the tournament ended, the Mountain would burn, kill and loot along the Red Fork River. Soon after, Robert died and King's Landing changed dramatically. Tywin had no worries and led 20,000 troops to attack the riverlands and occupy Harrenhal.

But in the current timeline, these may not all happen.

The next meeting between Arthur and Lady Hean will be during this period.

The owner of Harrenhal nodded, without thinking about what the next meeting meant, and waved to the steward Richard to send them out.

After Patrick and Desmond said goodbye, the group left Harrenhal.

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"It looks like it's going to rain, let's speed up." Desmond shouted.

Arthur looked at the horse under his crotch, it was already exhausted.

"It's better to go slower, my horse is foaming at the mouth."

Patrick kicked the horse's belly with his foot, rushed to Arthur, and said with a smile:

"Who told you to carry a sledgehammer? This poor guy not only has to carry you, but also a sledgehammer, a big sword and a piece of luggage."

"I can't help it, who made me buy only one horse!" Arthur regretted that when he changed to the land route from the lower reaches of the Red Fork River, he should have bought a few more horses as backup.

The group of people moved forward slowly, accommodating Arthur's pace.

Many people prayed in their hearts that they could find a village before the rain to avoid possible storms.

Unfortunately, God did not want to help them. The big raindrops fell from the sky. Although they dispelled the irritating heat, they also brought great obstacles to the team's progress.

"I hope your horse can hold on to the inn." Jules followed his nephew and said softly.

Arthur felt bad when he heard this: "It would be better if you didn't say it. After you said this, it can't hold on."

"Why?" Patrick was a little confused, "Does what you say have anything to do with whether the horse can hold on to the inn?"

"There is such a saying that the more you think about something bad not happening, the easier it is to happen, and it often develops in a worse direction." Arthur explained to the two.

Jules nodded in agreement, "That's right. I have experienced such bad words many times in my twenty years of wandering."

Patrick looked unconvinced: "Don't tell me that you two are making fun of me, uncle and nephew, how can this be possible?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Arthur felt the world turn upside down, so he jumped off the horse in a hurry.

The poor horse fell to the ground, foaming at the mouth, and it seemed that he would not live long.

To make matters worse, the dark clouds covered the sky, making it difficult to see, and the rain was getting heavier.

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