Hunting locations are not random but fixed.

This is the so-called "hunting area".

Each lord has a fixed "hunting area". The larger the territory, the larger the hunting area.

More importantly, “hunting areas” are exclusive, and “exclusivity” is an extremely important factor in “hunting politics.”

To put it simply, the vast majority of lords have designated their own "hunting areas" and do not allow anyone else to enter, because the "hunting areas" symbolize the political authority that the lords maintain...

The lord's control over hunting areas was achieved in a variety of ways.

It is more common to set up guard posts and formulate strict laws to prevent poaching, and then patrols are carried out by hunting guards.

There are some "hunting areas" that are even partially or completely fenced off.

A hunting area of ​​this size has become more than just a symbol of majesty.

It is an exercise of power that asserts dominion over land, resources, animals and people.

In this social context, a simple activity like "hunting" is given a certain political meaning.

The newly appointed Duke of Riverrun, Brynden Tully, invited Domeric to hold a hunting meeting in the Tully family's "hunting area".

In essence, it represents Riverrun's surrender to the King's Landing regime.

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"Whoosh!"

The arrow shot out, then sank into the grass, leaving a trace of blood.

"Shot!"

Sansa sat in Domeric's arms, clapping her hands and cheering.

Today, the girl is wearing a long silk dress that is easy to move around. With her pretty and cute little face, she looks like I feel pity for her.

Domeric put away his bow and arrows and hugged the girl's slender waist.

His gaze was condescending, and Sansa's delicate collarbones, as well as the small, half-moon-shaped, milky-white snowflakes, were clearly visible, cute and alluring.

Domeric was quite sexy and calmly reached into his clothes and pinched it gently.

It's pink, smooth and feels so good that he can't put it down.

Sansa hummed shyly, feeling weak all over.

This kind of teasing in front of everyone gave her a feeling of rapid heartbeat...

Seeing Sansa looking so innocent, Domeric couldn't help but feel guilty.

He couldn't help but think of what he had done to Lady Catelyn last night.

But there’s nothing to blame yourself for.

When people live in the world, they will be entangled in countless strange desires.

The process of constantly satisfying these desires is the so-called "life".

Initially, Domeric's desire was to protect himself and become stronger, but as his status improved, it turned into domination and capture.

This is not a bad thing.

Desire is the soul of man!

If one day he is tired of all desires and becomes "Domeric the Saint".

That's a disaster!

The attendant Ferdo immediately rushed out and brought back the pheasant that Domeric shot.

"Sir, this is a pheasant with really bright feathers."

Ferdo Lake is an 11-year-old, overly handsome, and slightly shy boy.

He is the eldest son of Count Revrey of Dusk Valley Town in Wangling, and he is also the first squire Domeric accepted.

In the previous war, Domeric was worried that this boy would accidentally die on the battlefield and would not be able to explain to the Earl of Duskdale Town, so he did not let him stay with him and always asked him to help transport food and grass.

"If you like it so much, I'll give it to you."

"Thank you sir!"

Ferdo's little face flushed slightly with excitement, and he stepped forward and solemnly gave Domeric a knightly salute.

The little boy looked very interested in these colorful things.

As far as Domeric's archery skills are concerned, these prey are just childish and not too challenging.

Of course, the hunt has just begun, and this colorful pheasant is hardly a heavyweight prey.

The hunting party moved on.

"There's a rabbit here!"

"There's a dove there!"

"There seems to be a fox in the bushes!"

"Lord Domeric, cum quickly!"

"The more cum the better!"

……

Sansa was chirping excitedly, and Domeric shot wherever he pointed, with no miss.

For a while, the poor servant Ferdo kept picking up prey and was exhausted...

Not long after, a horn sounded in the distance.

"Sir, it seems someone has discovered the big guy!"

Ferdo shouted excitedly that he could finally be freed from the pheasant and rabbit.

"Go and see!"

Domeric took the lead and rode towards the direction of the horn sound. After crossing a small steep slope, the forest gradually became denser.

Soon a series of howls of hounds were heard, and a group of knights formed a half circle, driving away with spears in hand.

At this time, Domeric also saw clearly the prey they found - a huge wild boar.

It has a mouth full of fangs, blood-red eyes, long black hair like steel needles, and a body larger than an ordinary bison...

This wild boar is truly the “King of Wild Boars.”

Wild boars are considered to be one of the most dangerous animals you can encounter during hunting. They have rough skin and thick flesh, are extremely powerful, have sharp and terrifying teeth, and are incredibly powerful.

King Robert, who was able to kill Prince Rhaegar with a hammer, was killed by a wild boar.

Although Domeric's combat power index is as high as 272, he does not dare to take it lightly when facing such a huge wild boar king.

The Wild Boar King was originally ready to charge forward with his fangs bared, but seeing that there were so many people and so powerful, he had no choice but to run away. The knights chased after him, finally forcing the Wild Boar King into a blind corner under a low slope.

Domeric did not act rashly, but continued to wait.

Soon, the sound of horse hooves gradually became more intensive.

Groups of lords and nobles with their attendants came from all over the place in a steady stream.

Soon, almost all the lords and nobles from the North, the Valley, and the Riverlands gathered near this low slope.

Flags representing each family fluttered in the air, and the neighing of war horses and the calls of knights intertwined into a hunting movement.

Wendel, Great Jon, Earl Yonn, and Sir Linn all approached with weapons in hand.

No one is willing to let go of this opportunity to show personal bravery.

However, they were considered martial artists and did not rely on the large number of people to swarm them. Instead, they discussed with each other the order of attack.

The first person to appear was the Great Jon of the Amber family. There was no way, who had the loudest voice?

Big Jon is nearly two meters tall, and his body is full of thick muscles, making him intimidating.

Facing this huge wild boar king, Great Jon showed that he was very experienced.

He first rode on horseback and galloped around the outside, keeping a certain distance from the Wild Boar King, and launched an attack with a bow and arrow.

Although the Wild Boar King has rough skin and thick flesh, this attack will not cause much damage, but it can greatly consume the Wild Boar King's physical strength.

When the Wild Boar King was panting from exhaustion and stayed motionless, Greatjon picked up a war hammer and charged forward with his horse.

The speed of the war horse is getting faster and faster.

The Great Jon's war hammer attack was as powerful as thunder, almost causing a rumble in the air.

The surrounding knights suddenly cheered excitedly.

Just when the war hammer was about to hit the Wild Boar King hard on the head.

The Wild Boar King suddenly stood up, made a sinking roundabout, nimbly avoided the Great Jon's war hammer, and launched a sideways attack.

A "savage charge" overturned the Great Jon with both men and horses. The war horse screamed and was torn in half by the tusks of the Wild Boar King.

Great Jon fell heavily to the ground, not daring to turn around and fight back, and ran away using his hands and feet...

There were shouts and curses.

More disdainful catcalls...

The second person to appear was Sir Lynn Corbray of Hearts City.

He held a fine steel spear in his hand, and the Valyrian steel sword "Lady of Silence" was carried on his back. Obviously, the spear was more useful against such a behemoth.

Facing the wild boar king's collision, Sir Linn was not afraid at all. He moved his horse's head lightly to avoid the wild boar's collision, and then stabbed the spear smoothly.

The Wild Boar King's skin is extremely thick, and it is covered with hard "earth armor" that has solidified together. It is extremely difficult to kill with a single blow, and even piercing its defense is not an easy task.

The ending is naturally predictable.

In the end, Sir Linn fell off his horse. Fortunately, he was rescued in time and was not disemboweled by the Wild Boar King.

Next up was Count Wendel.

Wendel looks bald and stupid, but he is actually not stupid.

He was not as blind and arrogant as the first two. He greeted Jon Wright and his elder brother Ser Willis Manderly.

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