Sword and Magic and Taxi

Ultimately, Catelyn Stark, like her father, does not trust the Freys, especially without adequate protection around them. Although Frey could only say weird things verbally before, no one knew when this old man would actually do something weird. Therefore, although the road to the north was the direction home, Frey, an unstable factor, was in the middle, and she did not dare to risk going north.

To the west from Bendknee Inn was Riverrun, her father's place, a place she didn't want to bring trouble to. She chose to go east, to the Eagle's Nest City in the east. There, her biological sister Lysa, as the widow of Lord Arryn, led the future Duke of the Eyrie, Robin, to rule the castle known as never to be breached.

She wasn't sure why she was heading in this direction instead of heading west where her father was. Maybe deep down in her heart, there was a vague feeling that she had done something wrong, and children who made mistakes would always want to avoid serious parents. Fortunately, no one asked her this question. They just followed her and watched her huddled in a thick blanket in the increasingly cold air.

Leaving the warmth of the Riverlands, the Eastern Territory, occupied by mountains and mountains, has a completely different environment. There is always wind here, blowing down from a mountain crevice, canyon or mountaintop where snow is hanging all year round, blowing away the warm and humid air that has finally gathered, making the skin extremely uncomfortable. So my sister has been living in a place like this? How many years has it been since he came here? Has he never seen her since she got married? Caitlin was thinking about various questions along the way, but there was only one core question: Will Lysa help her?

The Tully family's motto is Family, Duty, Honor, while the Arryn family's is Higher than Honor. Lysa and herself are blood sisters, and this will never change. Caitlin kept convincing herself, wrapping her cloak tighter.

Since they left the Bent Knee Inn in a hurry, they didn't bring many supplies with them. Originally, Caitlin and Rodrik were enough, but now a group of knights are added to the mix. Caitlin herself knew that these people were not real knights. If she were asked to choose the Oath Knights, only one or two would barely meet the standards. Mercenaries, speculators and troubadours are the true portrayal of this group of people. How could such a person carry enough food? So after several days of marching, the group soon ran into trouble, food trouble.

Anyway, the little dwarf can sit wherever he wants. Let's kill his horse. Then he will only have his legs if he wants to escape. Someone suggested, but Mrs. Stark actually did not object. The only ones who expressed opposition were Tyrion and Zhao Mai.

We have nothing to eat. Maybe you are willing to contribute your food and horses? A mercenary knight with a short knife and a playful smile jumped in front of Zhao Mai: Maybe your dog can do it too?

Zhao Mai punched him in the mouth, shattering twelve teeth on his front. The fists strengthened by psychic powers are as good as steel. How can the fragile human body withstand it? The kid fell straight backwards and passed out, coughing up blood accompanied by tooth fragments from time to time.

After removing the wrapping of his psychic powers, his fists were not stained with any blood and were still as clean as new. Don't even think about touching my dog. Zhao Mai didn't mean to be joking at all. The cold aura emanating from his body was no different from this rugged mountain range. If you want to find something to eat, either go hunting or eat your own horse. What's the point of always looking at other people's things?

How can we move after we eat a horse? The troubadour Marek patted his horse. In fact, he took it away from the stable while taking advantage of the chaos. He had always wanted a really good horse. Only by following the group can he save his horse and participate in something worthy of legend, an adventure filled with justice and honor!

Who here knows how to hunt? Bronn held onto the hilt of his sword, a cloud of worry gathering between his eyebrows. It had been foggy in the mountains since morning, and it was impossible to see anything except the road a few dozen meters in front and back. If Tyrion buries into the mountain at this time, his small size will easily disappear, and no one can catch him.

Fortunately, the little devil knew where he was going. Before, he had his head covered and was swaying on the horse. At that time, he kept talking to himself. After taking off the hood, I saw that there were mountains on both sides instead of wetlands and plains, and then I calculated the time and foot speed. You are going to the Eyrie to find your sister, not going north to Winterfell at all!

This means that even if the news of his arrest spreads, the first rescuers will miss their target. Around the Riverlands, the Lannister family didn't have many close friends, but they had many close friends with money, and the Lannister always had to pay its debts. He also hoped that a truly righteous knight - at least one with pecuniary justice - would come to his rescue.

In the mountains of the Eastern Territory, wild beasts and savages live among them. If most people lose their way, they may never come out again. Tyrion is very self-aware, and even if he could escape, he would not do so. After all, there is a big difference between truly escaping and dying.

I'm going hunting. Zhao Mai stood up. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hands, and felt the changes in the surrounding natural force from the wind. After a while, he had a preliminary impression of the topography and distribution of animals and plants here. There is no shortage of food among the mountains. The key is how to ask for it from nature.

You don't want to take the opportunity to escape, do you? Marian asked.

If you could think about it before speaking, you wouldn't be a stupid bard. Zhao Mai looked at Mrs. Stark, and then said: Since you ordered a temporary rest, then I will help It won't take long for you to find some food. Don't kill these horses indiscriminately. They are raised for riding, not for eating.

Thank you, Mr. Mike. Caitlin lifted the cloak wrapped around her head, nodded slightly and said, I would like to ask, in the past few days, you had many opportunities to leave, so why did you keep following me?

Because you didn't prohibit Tyrion from talking, and I have a lot of things to ask him. Zhao Mai kept talking to Tyrion along the way, asking him about the Targaryen family and the dragon. record. Tyrion is well-read and willing to be talked to, so he knows everything he knows.

I have to admit that he has read a lot of books, but he has really learned too little. Caitlin rode on the horse and said to Zhao Mai: Thank you again. From now on, you can come and go freely, and there will be no one Stop you.

Yeah, no one can grow extra teeth at any time like a shark, so no one will stop me. Zhao Mai whistled, and the food reserve immediately followed. After a while they disappeared into the mountain mist.

Madam, this person is quite mysterious. Sir Rodrik came to Caitlin's horse and helped her hold the reins and help her down. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he whispered: I have never been able to see his true identity. I am very sorry. It seems that I was wrong to drag him in.

It doesn't matter, my good Sir. I think he is just a weirdo at best, not a bad person. She sighed and said: In this era, it is not easy to not be a bad person.