Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

The lords wanted to expand their territories, gain wealth, and improve their status through war, while the conscripted soldiers wanted to change the class status quo through war, the only channel for advancement.

This is the source of the constant war in this continent...

"It's really sad." Wilfield sighed quietly.

Seeing Wilfield's appearance, Domeric couldn't help laughing and suddenly said: "Do you know what my goal in life is?"

Wilfield rolled her beautiful eyes and said angrily: "The Iron Throne!"

"Iron Throne?" Domeric kissed her on the lips, "You underestimate me!"

"Then what is your goal?"

Wilfield turned around to face him, pursed her lips, smiled, and brushed her hair around her ears.

"I want to build a unified country!" Domeric's tone was indescribably serious:

"It is not the Targaryen dynasty of Aegon the Conqueror, nor the Baratheon dynasty of King Robert. It is not a situation of feuding feudal lords, but a dynasty with a centralized monarch.

All nobles bow to the king, but nobles are not always hereditary, and civilians also have channels to rise without going through war...

Then the country will be stable and there will no longer be wars caused by all kinds of ridiculous reasons.

The population increased significantly and wealth accumulated rapidly.

In this way, farmers can open up more fields, merchants can do business safely, and blacksmiths and craftsmen can research more advanced technologies and daily necessities.

Only then will our living standards be improved.

Otherwise, under the wars every year, even the castles of nobles will become robbery targets for refugees..."

"Although I don't understand some things, I think your goal is very challenging. How long are you prepared to spend to achieve it?" Wilfield narrowed her eyes and looked at him for a long time.

"In the far east, a great king conquered six equally powerful kingdoms in only ten years and accomplished this goal..."

"And I probably can't do this, so maybe I will spend my whole life..."

Domeric looked into her eyes and sounded like he was mocking himself:

"What do you think about spending your whole life doing one thing? Is it romantic enough..."

"It's so romantic!" Wilfield had to admit how charming and breathtaking the light shining in the man's eyes at this moment was.

After checking your body, you have to get down to business.

…………

Perhaps because of the "Lion Hunting" period, Domeric had been on a vegetarian diet, and when faced with Wilfield's fiery enthusiasm, he did not perform well, and the battle ended in less than an hour.

"Why don't you stay with me tonight?" Domeric winked.

"I don't dare. What if your little fiancée checks the ward in the middle of the night?"

Wilfield teased, got dressed, and then Shi Shiran left.

This night, she returned home with a full load...

Chapter 255 Feed me, under the Golden Tooth City

The next day, Domeric got up very late.

Especially the big bed with three layers of velvet blankets, which was much more comfortable than the hard marching bed. When he lay down, his whole body would be surrounded by the soft blankets, which made him reluctant to get up.

Of course, the main reason was that he rushed back to Riverrun day and night, charged at the city gates, and comforted Sansa and Lady Catelyn, mother and daughter, and finally Wilfield...

Really overworked!

Even though he is extremely talented, his body and bones are a bit overwhelmed.

Looking depressed.

It seems that in a short period of time, it will not be able to play its original role...

When Domeric finished washing and walked into Duke Horst's study again, personal guard Benita was already waiting for him there.

"Here, master, please enjoy your breakfast."

She lifted the silver lid that kept it warm.

Inside are butter bread, lemon cake, hard-boiled eggs, bacon, fried steak... and a steaming cup of black tea.

The breakfast was rich. Domeric, who had worked hard all night, smelled the aroma of the food and had a great appetite, but he could not lift his arms.

"I'm so tired that I don't even have the strength to raise my hands... You also know that last night I..."

"Master, you should actually control yourself."

Benita bowed and performed an impeccable noble ceremony, like a loyal minister admonishing the monarch.

She moved closer to Domeric, "You shouldn't spend so much time and energy on women..."

"But they need me!" Domeric shook his head helplessly.

He sighed, "Now is not the time to talk about this. I'm so hungry. Why don't you come and feed me."

Domeric licked his lips at the plate of buttered bread on the table, as if he were a disabled person who couldn't use his hands.

This?

"Yes, Master!" After hesitating for half a second, Benita still chose to obey.

After all, it was just a meal or something, and she had been asked by her master to do more extreme things.

"Master, please use it."

Benita picked up a piece of bread, put it to Domeric's mouth, and looked at him with a look that cared for the disabled.

"Feeding by hand is boring, why not try another way."

Domeric pushed Benita's hand away with his head, his eyes falling on her rosy...

Benita was stunned for a moment...

Really know how to play!

My master is so perverted!

Benita had no choice but to serve Domeric with bread and butter in her mouth.

"I'm a little thirsty, give me some more black tea."

"Okay, ah... wait..."

Benita was caught off guard, and her slender waist was held in Domilek Bey's arms.

He hugged the soft body of his personal guard into his arms and felt her leaning back.

Domeric sipped black tea while enjoying his personal bodyguard...

Domeric didn't drink for long, and Benita's cheeks turned red.

"You said, it's obviously just touching, but it's also mixed with food residue, black tea, etc., as if two brushes are brushing each other, but why do people get so addicted to this kind of thing?"

Domeric said with some emotion.

"Master, what you said seems a bit disgusting."

"nausea?"

"Of course that's disgusting!"

"But that was your reaction just now..."

Benita stared at him with red cheeks, "This has nothing to do with my reaction! I mean, Master, your behavior is a bit disgusting..."

"Really?"

"Really~~" Benita couldn't help complaining, but she felt happy for some reason.

But you must not show it, otherwise this perverted master will only get worse, Benita thought to herself.

"Well, I want to eat eggs." Domeric continued to give instructions like a gentleman, "Here are the light yellow ones for you."

"cheesecake."

"Bacon."

"That steak."

"It's too hard. Chew it for me."

"And black tea..."

"It's a bit cold, please help me warm it up first."

…………

For a time, poor Benita was overwhelmed and exhausted.

"full."

After a long time, Domeric burped comfortably.

I'm full too!

Poor Benita thought to herself.

…………

After breakfast.

Domeric asked Benita to spread out a huge map on the table, which clearly showed the terrain and castles of the Riverlands and the West.

Although the Lannister cavalry led by the "Kingslayer" has been defeated, the logistics worries of the Three Realms Alliance have been relieved.

But the most critical thing right now is Golden Tooth City!

It is the gateway to the West, like a sharp lion's tooth blocking the Three Realms Alliance. If Tywin wants to surrender, this lion's tooth must be pulled out.

But breaking through Tywin's heavily defended Golden Tooth City was not easy!

Domeric couldn't help but think of the plot:

Robb Stark led the Northern Army, bypassing the Golden Teeth City through the secret mountain trails discovered by the direwolf "Grey Wind", and directly inserted into the rear of the Western Territory.

Then appears behind the Lannister army - the town of Oxford, a village very close to Lannisport.