Hearing Arya's surprise shout outside, Lin Yi couldn't help but feel a little helpless.

"Looks like our showdown is going to be postponed."

Lin Yi looked at Jaime and said.

"You don't have to worry about him."

Jaime said earnestly.

"He's Arya's older brother."

Lin Yi explained.

"I see."

Jaime smiled and nodded, agreeing with Lin Yi's reason.

He threw the sword in his hand to the ground, turned and leaned against the wall again.

With such a ghostly swordsman by his side, Jaime had no intention of escaping from prison.

He wasn't afraid of death, but he preferred to die in a duel as a swordsman than as a prisoner who failed to escape.

Outside the cell, Robb, who had just returned, was hugging Arya tightly, his blue eyes already reddening.

"Robb, I miss you so much, and Jon......"

Arya's voice whimpered, and of the six siblings, she had the best relationship with Robb and Jon, as only the two of them would support her idea of dancing with a sword.

Thinking of this, Arya couldn't help but let go of her arms slightly, and turned her face up to show off to Robb.

"You know, I'm a very powerful swordsman now!"

Robb couldn't help but laugh at the familiar words, and he kissed Arya's hair.

"I believe you are already a qualified swordsman."

Lin Yi stood at the door of the cell with a smile, not bothering the rare reunion of the two brothers and sisters.

Robb saw the handsome stranger, and he patted Arya on the back, causing her to let go of herself.

"Mr. Yi......"

Robb walked over with a smile on his face, his physiognomy was mostly inherited from his mother, with blue eyes and reddish-brown hair.

"Thank you for sending Arya back to me, and if you want, you can become Sir Yi now."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Lin Yi shook his head, "But after today, I'm going to leave for the north." ”

Before he could finish speaking, Robb walked to the door of the cell.

"Yo, Stark Kid."

Jaime greeted him against the corner, without the slightest hint of deference in his tone.

"Is Ken finally peeking out from behind your mother's skirt?"

"Jaime Lannister."

Hearing Jaime's sarcastic words, Robb's blue eyes glanced at him in disgust.

"Enjoy the rest of your life in the Black Prison, every lord of the North craves your flesh and blood."

"Oh yes?" Jaime raised an eyebrow and said with a teasing smile, "That's really unusual, before I came here, I thought only women would want this body so much!" ”

“……”

The young King of the North was clearly no match for Jaime in terms of words, and his anger burned in his chest, and Robb's eyes grew colder, but he couldn't really kill Jaime.

"Someone ...... coming"

Robb clapped his hands, and two tall jailers came over with shackles and chains.

"Wait for Sir Jaime to return to his Iron Throne."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two jailers saluted Robb, then cautiously leaned over to Jaime.

Seeing the confrontation between the two, the corners of Lin Yi's mouth twitched slightly, and he said slightly apologetically.

"I'm sorry that I released the prisoner without His Majesty's consent."

"It's okay."

Turning around, Robb's expression became friendly.

"With you here, I'm sure even this monarch killer will never be able to escape."

He said with a smile.

Lin Yi was a little surprised when he saw this.

The young king of the North seemed too kind, even a little too respectful.

Lin Yi knew that he had a good relationship with Arya, but it wasn't enough for him to put his posture so low, right?

Thinking of this, Lin Yi looked at Arya, who was led by Robb.

Arya shook her head at him, a little puzzled.

Because Lin Yi was here, Jaime had no intention of resisting, and the two jailers quickly restrained him back to the wall.

The cell door was shut.

Robb glanced at the lazy James, then turned to look at Lin Yi and said with a smile.

"Sorry to disturb your Yaxing, I have a gift for you."

"Then thank Your Majesty for your kindness."

Lin Yi accepted with a smile.

"This is not the place to talk."

Robb smiled too, and he took the lead.

"Trust me, you're going to love it."

Lin Yi followed behind Robb, and Arya stayed behind.

Jaime raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at her, and said weakly.

"Why don't you leave, Miss Stark."

"I'll be back."

Arya turned away.

"Hopefully, when the time comes, your sword will be as sharp as your words."

“……”

Jaime had originally intended to take advantage of his mouth, but remembering the creepy sword light from before, he changed his words.

"I'll wait for you."

……

……

In the hall where the Tully family was entertained.

Lin Yi sat in the guest's seat with some confusion, playing with the wine glass full of luxurious carvings in one hand.

"I've been waiting."

Robb's voice rang out, and he walked into the hall.

"Your Majesty."

Lin Yi stood up and said with a smile.

"As a thank you for your kindness to the Stark family, my mother and I have unanimously decided that you will always have the friendship of Stark and Tully, and that you will always have your guests by the fireplace where we wait."

Robb finished with a serious expression, and then smiled.

"Of course, it was a family decision just now, not a personal gift from me."

Robb pulled out a sheathed sword from behind him and placed it on the table.

"I heard Arya, sir's sword was broken for some reason, so I decided to give it to you personally."

Sword?

Lin Yi was a little surprised.

Could it be the Valyrian sword?

It's impossible, Stark's own [Ice] has been lost in King's Landing, how can he take out another sword and give it to himself.

But if it weren't for the Valyrian sword, with the forging level of this world, Lin Yi was not very interested.

Isn't it fragrant to go home and get a handful of vibranium or Edelman metal?

"This is the sword I captured from Jaime Lannister, the Kingkiller, forged by the best blacksmiths in Castle Rock and rumored to have been tempered with dragon blood."

Robb smiled slightly, pointing to the sword and introduced.

"Oh?"

Hearing Robb's words, Lin Yi became slightly interested.

"How does it compare to the Valyrian Steel Sword?"

“…… Naturally, the Valyrian sword of the Lannister family has been lost for many years, and now they are holding the [Cold Ice] in my father's hand. ”

There was a coldness in Robb's eyes.

"But sooner or later I'll take it back, just like this sword!"

As he spoke, Robb drew the sword.

It was a heavy, two-handed broadsword, measuring 1.8 meters from the hilt to the tip of the sword, weighing more than four kilograms, and was the weapon Jaime used when charging on the battlefield.

At the end of the hilt of the sword, there is a finely carved golden lion head, and the sword body has countless beautiful patterns of forging, and the blade is sharp, which seems to glow with a touch of dark red, exuding a cold atmosphere.

"Sir, you can give it a try."

Robb handed it over with a smile.

Lin Yi was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a smile, and said while taking the sword.

"Thank you for your kindness, ...... below"

"Encapsulated equipment detected."

"Obtained the [Monarch Slayer]."

Well?

A system prompt suddenly appeared and interrupted Lin Yi.

He quietly swallowed back the words of refusal, and said in a sincere tone.

“…… It's disrespectful. ”

"If you like it, sir."

Robb said.

"It's called [Lion's Roar], and it's a replica of Lannister's lost Valyrian sword [Howl], and its specifications are the same as other Valyrian greatswords on the continent."

"Although this sword may not be as good as Valyrian steel in terms of material, it is still one of the best swords in the world."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your gift."

Lin Yi put away the sword and bowed to Robb with a smile.

He couldn't wait to go back to his room and study the sword now.