King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 385 False alarm

Walking out of the dark inner castle gate, Igor was easily in sight I found oneself's cheap recipe: Arya is wearing a light weight dress in the open space to practice sword technique with others - she jumps flexibly with the ponytail tied behind her head, and sometimes chops hard , sometimes stabbed quickly... Twisted and jumped, toes on the ground, suddenly left, suddenly right kept wandering, while launching a dazzling attack, while making a shout of encouragement for oneself... And this is what Igor just separated from the old man. Sounds heard from a distance.

Not to mention the actual combat, Igor has to admit that Arya's sword-making gestures are really pleasing to the eye, no wonder there are a lot of onlookers gathered around the venue. There are many cheers and random commands, and there are even those who are afraid that the world will not be in chaos to cheer her or her opponents.

Beric watched for a moment, and his eyes lit up: "Beautiful fight, who is this lady? She seems to be well trained in sword technique."

"Arya Stark, The biological younger sister of the current Duke of Winterfell," Igor replied.

To be honest, after Jaqen's training, and with the help of hobby, even if he is not with oneself, he often finds someone to practice with... Compared with oneself's busy work all day, he can only spare a small amount of time The master who came to train to maintain his physical fitness, even without the experience of training at the Black and White House across the narrow sea, Arya's skills are already quite good - maybe even stronger than him.

Of course, the "strong" mentioned here is only a theoretical level in terms of tricks and skills. The disadvantage in strength and body shape, as well as the shortcomings in actual combat experience and psychological quality cannot be caught up with practice. of. Faceless Men teaches Arya's sword technique is also more suitable for surprise assassination rather than head-to-head combat in a duel, so although the wooden sword in her hand makes the bells and whistles, she still can't do anything to her opponent, and even backs away from time to time to avoid the opponent's counterattack. .

"It turned out to be Miss Stark." Thoros stared at the arena with interest and burped, "tsk tsk...she's the lady with the longest legs I've ever seen, both in good shape and withstanding After training, there must be no fat on her body, her future husband will be blessed... Hey, why is she wearing an anklet? Is this a self-imposed limit deliberately made in order to suppress her own strength and increase the difficulty in the legend?"

What? Igor was dazed for a moment, then taken aback: he was reminded only to realize that the person who was standing in the middle of the field motionless and parrying the attack like Arya howling wind and torrential rain was actually Yara Grejoy, the prisoner of oneself. The previous dialogue between oneself and Beric and Thoros was basically a chicken-and-duck talk!

Oneself heard Arya's voice from a distance, and was familiar with her figure and back, so she found her in the crowd at a glance after passing the door, but ignored the unremarkable dress and the range of movements. Daughter of the Great Kraken. But Beric Dondarrion and Thoros did not know Miss Stark in this timeline. As adult men and soldiers, they saw at a glance the other woman in the field with longer legs and better skills.

This isn't just an embarrassing question because of a wrong answer, Igor of course impossible forgot: Asha was captured for bringing Ironmen to invade North, and Arya is North's biological younger sister. ——As long as it hits the key point, the wooden sword can also kill!

He was so frightened that he immediately shouted out: "Arya, what are you doing? Stay away from her!"

Frightened, even as cautious and rational as he was, he made a move. Wrong decision: Arya, who suddenly heard his voice, not only did not stay away from Asha, but was distracted by his shouting, turned around and looked towards his direction, with a happy face: "master?"

With this distraction, the wooden sword in Asha's hand stabbed Arya in the back.

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Igor's heart was about to jump out of his throat, but luckily things didn't go the way he imagined, Arya stumbled a little and was fine. The general turned back angrily: "Hey, why did you sneak attack!"

"Your master didn't teach you that you can't be distracted in battle?" Asha retracted the wooden sword and looked playful Toward rushed towards Igor, who pulled the girl away and protected him, "What's the matter, Lord Commander? I want to hurt this little girl. She has died dozens of times in the past ten days."

"No way!" Arya exclaimed in disbelief, "I just...lose one or two times, most of which are obviously a draw!"

"Okay, shut up. Mouth!" Igor, who was falsely alarmed, gave Asha a warning look without saying much. He took the wooden sword in Arya's hand and threw her away, dragged her by the arm and led her away from the center of the school ground, and glanced sternly along the way. Watching the sword technique showdown between noble ladies, the onlookers with keen interest pleasure, "What are you looking at, let's go! What are you doing?"

"What are you doing!" Arya, who was fighting happily, was grabbed by Igor, her arm hurt a little, and she struggled dissatisfiedly, "I only fought with her today!"

"Ask me, do you know what happened just now? Who is it? You want to find someone to practice swordmaster Fu is not against it, but you... Anyway, choose someone!"

"We're not using real swords." Arya looked unhappy He retorted, "Besides, she's just a little bit better than me, so she can't do anything to me."

Igor didn't have the heart to quarrel with her, anyway, he would say hello to the guards later, and he wouldn't allow it. Asha and Arya are training against each other, this matter is not negotiable... As a prisoner, Kraken's daughter is too restless, who knows if she just in a flash had the idea of hurting Arya and taking revenge on House Stark, but finally gave up? The human heart is the hardest thing to guess and predict, and if Arya has an accident under the hands of oneself, he can't take the responsibility.

Dragging Arya back to the Blackhaven count, Igor had to re-answer the question Beric Dondarrion had just asked: the long-legged lady in the field was oneself's prisoner Yara Grejoy, and the oneself's side was not knowing the immensity of Heaven and Earth's little girl is Miss Stark... Obviously, although Arya's little blushing and sweaty appearance is not very pleasant, Beric and the others are still more "sexy" interested in mature Asha. After some unhealthy greetings and conversations, Queenscrown mayor Yam also hurried over after getting the news.

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After pointing out to Yam the identity of oneself to bring back the Queenscrown guests, and asking him to send someone to take Earl Beric and his followers to settle down, Igor began to set things up: "I brought back a large batch of nitrous from King's Landing, a small part scraped from the wall, and sent directly to the weapons department to assemble Dragonglass bombs, don't delay for a moment. The other large part was mixed with A lot of salt was mixed, so Pyromancer and people in related departments immediately prepared to purify... The specific method and process, let this Qyburn Maester study together. And this one, Tobho Mott, a famous forge from King's Landing, you asked Take him to the foundry in the industrial area and let him see if there is anything missing to start the work, make a list and implement it as soon as possible."

"Yes, my lord."

Continuous call After a few bottom-level Chief-In-Charge and several important tasks listed by Igor were assigned, Igor relaxed after processing all the goods brought back from King's Landing and the guests, and began to ask him the most obvious when he entered Queenscrown. Question: "What happened to the people who set up tents outside the city wall? I asked you to issue an intermediate warning the next day when I was leaving. Why haven't they settled in the city wall for more than ten days?"

"Alas - you don't know, my lord, a false attack alert was sent from the direction of Gorge two days ago, and the number of residents gathered in Queenscrown right now is simply not the number of residents that should be in a medium-level alert state... many The new land-grant tribe who lived within half a day's journey also moved in hastily after seeing the beacon fire. The total number of people far exceeded the normal capacity of Queenscrown. I advised them to move back to their residence first and refuse to run back and forth. Entering the city will affect the normal operation of various production, so it can only be placed outside the city temporarily."

"False alarm?" Igor became serious, "what's going on?"

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(end of this chapter)