"Ho, how dare you, a commoner, do something to a nobleman!" shouted Joffrey angrily.

Mikay looked back and saw that it was the angry prince, he was taken aback, his face changed suddenly, he immediately threw away the sharpened wooden stick in his hand, and said tremblingly: "His Royal Highness the prince is Arya, she forced me to accompany her to practice swords"

Joffrey was pleased to see Michael's fear of him, he flew off his horse, Sansa shouted worriedly, careful, this sentence made him feel more comfortable, he landed steadily, the corners of his mouth raised, and swished out the sword at his waist, the tip of the sword pointed at Mikay, "Pick up your sword!" he commanded.

Mikay was so frightened that he wanted to turn around and flee, but he didn't dare to move. Naturally, Mikay didn't dare to pick up his sword!

Arya shouted behind Joffrey, "Joffrey, get out of the way, we're practicing swords!"

Sansa had just dismounted, taken aback, and said, "Arya, how can you be rude to the prince, quickly apologize to the prince!"

"I'm not going to apologize to him!" Arya chirped.

Sansa whipped the two horses away, and instead apologized to Joffrey, saying, "Your Royal Highness, please forgive my sister for her rudeness!"

Joffrey was so comfortable that he and Sansa were infatuated with each other, and said with a smile, "Sansa, as a prince, I won't bother with Arya." He turned to face Mikay, who was overwhelmed by the fright, "Boy, pick up your sword and show you what true swordsmanship is." He flicked his wrist and slashed his sword at Mikay's side.

The butcher's son was already scared silly, he was usually very wild, but he only dared to play with nobles like Arya, and he didn't have the courage to talk to Sansa or the daughters of other knights.

Mi Kai subconsciously repeated: "His Royal Highness the prince was forced by Arya to accompany her to practice swords!"

"Is Arya's name your name? She's Stark, the dog, who gave you the courage to fight the lord?"

"Joffrey, it's none of your business!" Arya shouted angrily.

Arya rudely called Joffrey by his name, which made Sansa feel embarrassed, "Arya, how can you not be polite at all, I will go and tell my father." ”

"Go tell me, I hate you two, Sansa, take your prince away!"

Sansa trembles with anger at Arya's rudeness!

Joffrey didn't bother with Arya, he was a prince and a gentleman, and he had to show his demeanor in front of Lady Sansa.

Joffrey had a playful smile on his face, and his sword pointed little by little at Mikay's face: "Little bastard, if you don't dare to pick up the sword, then I will leave a mark on your face, this is the prince's punishment for you." ”

The sword reached out to Mikay's face, and the tip of the sword pierced Mikay's face, and blood flowed out.

"Don't move, let me carve a cross on your face, and I'll spare you!" Joffrey's mouth turned up, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth, very proud.

Syllable!

With a loud bang, the training sword in Arya's hand slammed into the back of Joffrey's head, causing Joffrey to stumble, and the prince was completely stunned. Sansa's beautiful eyes widened in surprise, and she couldn't believe that Arya was attacking the prince from behind.

"Mikay, run!" shouted Arya.

Mikay immediately turned around and fled!

Behind the bushes, the Magic Mountain knew that tonight, the butcher's son would be captured and beheaded by his own brother, Sandor Kregan, the hound.

Mikay did not dare to go back to the town of Harroway, for he knew what would happen to the prince, so he ran down the river, jumped over the bushes, and saw a big man lying lazily on the grass watching him. The man was very strong, Mikay had never seen such a strong man, and not far from the strong man, at the edge of the woods, there were three tall horses grazing with their heads down.

Mikay didn't hesitate, it was important to escape, he hurled around the magic mountain, he didn't know where he should go, so he ran desperately along the river.

Magic Mountain notices that Mikay is barefoot.

The butcher's child, again in the summer, is normal to be barefoot!

On Ruby Beach, Joffrey reached out and touched the back of his head, and he saw blood. His eyes widened in disbelief.

"Blood!" his voice betrayed horror, "Blood!" he said, looking at Arya, her handsome face contorted, "You slashed me!"

Arya was also scared, she had just struck angrily, and only after the blow did she begin to regret it, "Mikay is my friend, you shouldn't have hurt him with a sword!" she shouted.

"I'm going to kill you!" Joffrey suddenly remembered his status as a prince, "I'm a prince, heir to the Iron Throne, and I'm going to kill you!" he brandished his sword and stabbed at Arya.

Syllable!

Arya countered with a flash, and the training sword struck Joffrey's wrist.

Joffrey was furious: "I'm the prince, you dare to hit me!" He held his sword in both hands to increase his strength and swung wildly at Arya. Arya jumped around nimbly, training her sword to slash horizontally, snapping, and slashing into Joffrey's arm. Although Joffrey was only twelve years old, he was taller than a fifteen or sixteen-year-old. Fifteen-year-old Jon Snow and fifteen-year-old Rob Stark are not as tall as Joffrey.

Joffrey fought back with great strength, his arm jerked up, and Arya's training sword was knocked off.

Joffrey was overjoyed, and excitedly brandished his sword, slashing at Arya's head and face, and Arya stepped back, poof, and fell to the grass.

Sansa Stark was frightened and shouted to stop her, and Joffrey couldn't hear Sansa's shouts. He raised his sword and slashed at Arya's face as she fell to the ground, and at Sansa's exclamation, a dark shadow pounced on Joffrey, its mouth wide open, biting Joffrey's wrist holding the sword.

Joffrey's screams rang out!

Arya rolled over and got up, shouting, "Nymelia, let him go!"

Arya's pet Icewolf, Melia, lets go of the Prince's wrist, which is bloodied and has been bitten by the Icewolf.

Arya yelled at Joffrey, "Joffrey, you brought this on yourself, we are practicing swords here, and you have come to hurt my friend." The little girl was so angry that she picked up the prince's sword from the ground and threw it into the river!

The magic mountain felt a slight pity in his heart, the prince's sword was made by a famous master, from the hand of Master Tobmot, named Lion's Tooth. The blade is made of stainless steel, with a glossy nn, two sides of the blade, the hilt is wrapped in leather, and the tail is a lion head made of gold. Demon Mountain decided to wait to pick up the sword, and his bartender Bernie was still short of a good sword, and that was this lion's tooth.

"Arya, you're in trouble, and you dare to yell and scream. Sansa was shocked and ran to pick up the frightened prince. The Icewolf is a ferocious beast of prey, the size of a foal when it reaches adulthood, and can fight lions and shadow lynxes, and is the king of wolves.

Each of the Stark family's six children has an ice wolf. Within a few months, the Icewolf had the size of a hunting dog, but it was still a child and was far from growing.

Sansa helped the prince to his horse, and the two rode off Ruby Beach.

Arya knew that she was in trouble, and she did not dare to go back, nor did she dare to ride away the soldiers' war horses, each of which was carefully trained and worth a lot of money. War horses know horses, and I'll go back by myself later. Even if you can't go back, the attendants will find you.

Arya remembered the direction Mikay had fled, and fled up the river with the Icewolf, running across the meadows, jumping over the bushes, and then she saw a giant-like man sitting in the grass, smiling at her.

Arya immediately stood still, staring at the Magic Mountain with wary eyes. Her Namelia also stared at the Magic Mountain, a whimpering threat coming out of her mouth.

Magic Mountain smiled: "Arya, where are you going to run? Your ice wolf bit the prince, your friend Mikay offended the prince, tsk, you have a big disaster this time, Mikay can't escape, you will be beheaded by your Namelia will not be able to raise her, the prince will beg his father to kill her." However, if you need witnesses to prove that Joffrey provoked you and slashed you first, I would be willing to testify on your behalf. How about it? Do you dare to come with me? In the evening, we will go together to meet the king. ”

"Who are you?" said Arya.

But when Moshan looked at the little girl's eyes, he knew that the little girl was very vigilant, and he didn't easily believe his words. 11