Because of the arrival of the king, the guards of the castle are naturally strict, and the knights of Winterfell will basically not be put into the city, after all, the king, princess and crown prince are all in the city at the moment, and it is unacceptable to injure anyone once an assassin infiltrates.

However, with the title of little devil, Li Lingyi can be mixed in, although the little devil is not welcomed in the royal family, but he is also his own brother in the future, and the guards will never dare to be presumptuous.

As for the little devil's solicitation of himself, Li Lingyi didn't know the reason, maybe he looked like a little nobleman, maybe it was a whim, but it didn't matter anyway, after all, the little devil didn't represent the power, although he was a member of the Lannister family, but he had always been a good look, and he also defected to the dragon mother after being completely disappointed in the later stage.

Entering the castle, the little devil took the prostitute to find a room to fool around, while Li Lingyi wandered around casually, feeling the spirit and style of this northern capital city.

The people of the north are martial, which is also well known in the entire continent of Westeros, the harsh natural environment makes the people here live in cruel conditions since childhood, thieves and bandits emerge in an endless stream, and children of a few years old can dance swords even more than adults in the rich cities of the south, so the most in Winterfell is not the wind and moon entertainment venues, but all kinds of blacksmith shops that sell weapons and armor.

"Hey, boy, do you need a good sword?" the blacksmith looked at Li Lingyi, glanced at the ruling on his waist, and laughed twice, "Haha! That's not a qualified sword!"

"This?" Li Lingyi pulled out the ruling, indeed, it was shorter than an ordinary sword, but in terms of sharpness, even a Valyrian steel sword was not necessarily stronger than a ruling, after all, it was a seven-star weapon.

"Haha, this should be called a toy, right?" the old blacksmith smiled at the ruling, but there was no malice, he said as he pulled out a wide-mouthed long sword from the iron frame next to him, swung it twice in the air, and said proudly: "Look! This is a good sword!"

"Really?" Li Ling smiled and said with interest, "Then do you want your good sword to compete with my toy?"

"This..." The old blacksmith hesitated for a moment and glanced at Li Ling a few times, the latter's outfit did not look like an ordinary person, and it stands to reason that the weapons equipped were not too bad, but the short sword did look extremely thin, and the toughness could not be very high.

"Okay!" The old blacksmith gritted his teeth, clenched the long sword he forged with both hands, and said to Li Ling: "Boy, don't cry when your toy is broken later!" After speaking, the long sword in his hand was swung down, the speed was not very fast, and he was afraid that Li Ling would not be able to react, after all, this was just trying each other's swords, not a life-and-death struggle.

Seeing this, Li Ling raised the ruling with one hand, and didn't even exert force, just hung in the air, and then "dang" The old blacksmith's broad sword slashed on it, and the next moment the part of the wide sword split directly from the middle, and with a bang, half of the sword fell to the ground, and the entire broad sword instantly split into two.

"This?!" the old blacksmith looked at the half-cut broadsword in his hand in a daze, and was speechless for a moment. You must know that his broadsword is forged from fine stainless steel, and if he wants to sell it, he will need at least two golden dragons!, but now it has been split in two by a short sword that looks black, how is this possible?!

"Could it be made of Valyrian steel?" the old blacksmith denied as he stared at the dagger, "no, no, no, Valyria is not of this color. ”

"Good sword!"

At this time, there was an exclamation from the side, and the two turned their heads to look, only to see a sturdy young man with reddish-brown hair and blue eyes walking over, it was Robb Stark, the eldest son of the Stark family, he came to the two of them, looked at the short sword in Li Ling's hand, and couldn't help but ask curiously: "I don't know what material this is made of, it can cut the steel broadsword so easily!"

"I don't know. Li Lingyi shook his head, "The things that have been passed down from the family have been passed down for many years. ”

"Heirloom. Robb nodded in understanding, and then looked at Li Lingyi, "I don't know where Your Excellency came from, but it looks very good." ”

"I'm from White Harbor. Li Lingyi took out the words to Catherine, "It's a free mercenary." ”

"Oh?" Luo Bai suddenly became interested when he heard this, because this place in White Harbor is mixed, so there are many powerful guys mixed in it, and now it seems that Li Lingyi also seems to be one of them, which can't help but arouse his belligerent desire, especially the latter looks about the same age as him, so the desire is even stronger.

"I heard that the mercenaries of White Harbor are brave and good at fighting, I wonder if I can give it a try?" Robb said formally.

Li Ling was also a little speechless when he heard this, this Robb is indeed the more warlike among the children of the Stark family, so he will become the young wolf lord after Eddard's death, and lead a group of vassals to fight south. But in the end, because he had no political acumen, he ended up with a bloody wedding.

"Okay. ”

nodded and agreed, Li Lingyi had no reason not to accept the challenge, and just took this opportunity to understand the real combat effectiveness of the characters in the plot.

He followed Robb to the schoolyard, and each of them took a wooden sword and stood still with each other. At this time, there were also many knights of the Stark family watching, discussing the identity of Robb's opponent.

"Someone is fighting?!"

A little girl squeezed out of the crowd and looked at the two people on the school field excitedly, with a look of expectation on her face, and there was no ordinary girl's aversion to fighting, it was the little wolf girl Arya.

"Robb, this kid, is looking for someone to challenge again. Above the second floor of the school grounds, the head of the house, Ed, and King Robert looked down, and they were also looking forward to it.

"Haha! Young people are like that, full of blood. Robert laughed and said, "Aren't you and I like this when we were young? every day I just want to prove that everyone else is inferior to myself, and I want to defeat all the knights of any of the Seven Kingdoms!"

A smile appeared on Ed's serious face when he heard this, as if he remembered the time when he was young and fought with King Robert, but the smile soon retracted. He glanced at Robert beside him, the old days, like the latter's bloated body, had become overwhelmed.

In addition to them, not far away, James Cersei and others were also watching, they were originally sitting on a high platform to enjoy the scenery of the north, but now there is an exciting battle, then they are naturally willing to take a look, especially Jaime, as a "monarch killer", only fifteen years old to join the mad king Aerys's royal guard, extremely strong, the battle is definitely more interested than what to see.

"Uncle, who do you think will win?" asked Messira curiously, who smiled and pointed at one of them.