Hong Kong Variety Show: I can travel through the magical world

"Will the eldest prince stay to watch us dance?"

Rosen asked Joffrey with a smile.

"No, I remembered that my mother wanted to see me for something, so I have to go. Let's go, Hound."

The Hound picked up the broken long sword from the ground and left.

I'll take it to the blacksmith shop to repair it later, and it can still be used.

The background here is the European Middle Ages, so iron is a very precious resource.

It is common for a set of iron armor to be passed down for 10 generations.

When it comes to maintaining iron armor and weapons, it is even more complicated than making a big sword.

I usually use a large clay pot to cook, and I just put beans and potatoes in it to cook.

Forget about cooking in an iron pot.

Rosen had no choice but to get some iron and make an iron pot by himself.

It is difficult to get vegetable oil here, but animal fats are still relatively sufficient, as long as you have money.

"You are so good, instructor. I want to learn that move just now. Look how scared that useless prince was. He hated that his mother had given him two less legs."

Arya was the only one who could say such a rebellious word.

"You can't learn it, at least not now. This move is actually a combination of eyesight, hand speed, accuracy and strength, none of which can be missing.

You can't even hold a practical spear now, so don't even think about it. Training well is better than anything else."

The practical spear that Rosen had someone make is made of pure steel.

There are also some anti-slip patterns on it.

Although the barrel is a hollow steel pipe with a wooden stick stuffed inside, the wall of this steel pipe is also relatively thick, about three millimeters.

So the overall weight is very heavy, about 80 kilograms.

Arya, who has entered the Ming Jin, can actually pick it up, but she can't use it.

She can't even hold both hands flat.

"Then when can I learn?"

"Then at least wait until you are as tall as your brother.

Okay, stop talking nonsense. I know you want to be lazy. Keep practicing!"

After three hours of training, everyone was panting like a dog.

Even in the spring in the north, the temperature was only about 10 degrees, but everyone looked like they had just been fished out of the river, soaking wet.

After taking a bath, everyone can go to the banquet, except Jon.

Because he is a bastard.

Bastards cannot be at the banquet, which is a customary rule among all nobles on the entire continent.

Rosen also washed up and changed into the dress here, and then came to the banquet hall.

Joffrey, who was sitting on the high platform, began to dodge when he saw Rosen's eyes.

Queen Cersei Lannister, seeing her son's performance, she immediately found something wrong. Following Joffrey's eyes, she saw Rosen, who had been tidied up.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Rosen had always been unkempt.

Now he cleaned himself up, and the temperament and handsome appearance brought by vampire blood were revealed at once.

Cersei is also called the Queen of Sex.

It is said that there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames. She is indeed a woman with insatiable desires.

Otherwise, she would not have committed incest with her twin brother and gave birth to three children.

Later, she did a lot of ridiculous things, so I won’t mention them for now.

"Who is that person?"

Cersei pointed at Rosen and asked Catelyn next to her.

"He is Rosen, the fighting instructor of our Stark family. I didn’t expect that he would be completely different after a little cleaning. I didn’t see that he looked so good before."

Catelyn looked along the Queen’s finger and found Rosen, who was cleaned up very neatly.

Fortunately, he didn’t clean up like this before.

Otherwise, she felt that her eldest daughter Sansa would probably not be able to resist and climb into someone else’s bed in the middle of the night.

"Combat instructor, he is very powerful, but I can't tell. He seems to be a quiet person, and the Knight of Flowers is not as good-looking as him.

If Renly saw him, he would try every means to get him into his bed."

Renly Baratheon is the younger brother of King Robert Baratheon.

This man doesn't like beautiful girls, but prefers beautiful boys.

He is even more absurd than Cersei.

He is a pure troublemaker.

He is a fellow apprentice of Director Tong of the Gangmon Hospital.

"Haha, then Renly should not be so capable.

Instructor Rosen came to our castle last winter and became a combat instructor.

We didn't have this position before, only swordsmanship instructors.

We also paid him 30 gold dragons a month.

Do you know why?"

Catelin seemedShe seemed to think of some unhealthy scenes and laughed immediately.

"30 gold dragons' salary is three times more expensive than the King's Guard.

You even set up a position for him, so why?"

Cersei asked.

"That's because he defeated 10 fully armed guards with his bare hands and no armor."

Catelin's thoughts seemed to go back to that afternoon last winter.

"The soldiers of the Winterfell Guards are at the same level as the King's Guards.

They are the most powerful knights in the seven kingdoms.

Can he defeat 10 with bare hands, and they are fully armed? Is there really such a person in the world?"

Cersei looked at Rosen with a hotter look.

Rosen also found out that his telekinesis was very strong and his mental strength was hundreds of times higher than that of ordinary people.

Even without telekinetic reconnaissance scanning, his sixth sense is much stronger than that of ordinary people. He had already felt that he was being stared at with such a direct gaze.

But he was enjoying the food at this time.

To be honest, the other things in Winterfell were simply inedible, but there were only two things that were really good.

One of them was deeply fermented wheat juice, which was black and yellow, and tasted good.

The strong wheat aroma was a pleasure to smell.

Rosen could drink a barrel in one breath.

This barrel was 10 gallons, or 37.85 liters.

Another one was barbecue, not stew, but roast.

The stew here was white, and the color alone was enough to see.

But barbecue was different, it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, with a golden and crispy skin and the gravy locked in.

Plus, they were all grass-fed beef and mutton, how could it not be delicious?

At this time, Rosen was performing a performance of drinking a barrel of wine in one gulp.

He directly held the big wine barrel and knocked open the lid, and began to gulp down the wine.

He drank the whole barrel of wine in one breath for more than two minutes, and then burped a long time.

Drinking big bowls of wine and eating big pieces of meat are also the romance that belongs only to men.

For such a person who can drink a lot, most people will give a thumbs up and say that he is drunkard.