Chapter 134

All the lords of the North received the news at the same time the other day. The current Lord of Winterfell, Sassanid Stark, the heir of House Stark, invites them to Winterfell to discuss important matters.

For most lords, this is a very awkward invitation. When the Stark family was betrayed and wiped out by the Freys. Many lords chose to wait and see. They did not fulfill their oath of allegiance and reward their masters.

Later, the Bolton family took over Winterfell. They are still waiting. The long-standing political views have made their thinking much the same. Watch and see until the end, and determine the winner after the team. This is the aristocratic philosophy of the Middle Ages. Question: No matter which side is the winner, they need their support, so this is the best way to continue the family.

The last two years in Winterfell have been a lot of change. The real-life Stark family was wrecked and almost wiped out. But before the victorious House Bolton's ass could sit hot, it was crushed by the Baratheon army that was detouring from the back. It is said that the Bolton family did not hold out for even a day. This made many of the lords who were watching rejoice, but fortunately they did not swear allegiance like Bolton.

Then, the most puzzling plot appeared. Celine Baratheon did not take Winterfell for herself, but returned it to the Sassanid Starks. So going round and round, Winterfell finally returned to the Stark family. This made a lord feel even more incomprehensible in its current form.

Soon after the Sassanid Starks took charge of Winterfell, they sent them a message. Ask all vassals to go to Winterfell to discuss the council. And this time, the other party carried the support of Baratheon, so that many lords could not give this face.

You must know that Stannis Baratheon, but he is known for his iron-faced selflessness and unkindness. And one of them claims to be the orthodox heir of the Seven Kingdoms. Who knows if his daughter inherited his characteristics. If it's a similar Baratheon. The little girl had an impulse to send troops to various castles, and it was estimated that no one would stop her. After all, Winterfell didn't last a day.

Everyone hesitated, and finally chose to go to the banquet. After all, so many people were watching, and even if Sassanid Stark chose to ask the teacher for his guilt, they wouldn't necessarily be afraid of her.

Winterfell, inside the prison. Sassanid Stark was standing outside the first brother's room.

"What's the matter, my dear madam. It's only been a few days since I saw it, like me? Of course, there are few women I have been who don't want to. It's just a pity that I can't spoil you right now. But it's okay, I can't touch it, can you? If you don't dislike it, you can try it yourself. ”

Rams shook the chains in his hands as he taunted Sassanid viciously. But what made him a little uneasy was that no matter how mocking he was, Sasan's face did not change in the slightest. This did not fit the cowardly Sasanian in his heart. He originally wanted to provoke the other party and force her to torture himself personally, so that he would have a chance. But now, the situation doesn't seem quite like what he imagined.

"It's been seven days. These days I have people prepare enough food for you every day. It doesn't feel bad. I'll even have someone boil you broth and the bachelor give you medicine. I've almost healed all the wounds you've suffered. ”

"Of course, I am grateful for the care of Madame. I knew Madame couldn't forget me. Rams was flattering, but his heart was growing more and more uneasy. He felt that there was something ..... terrible about Sasanian today.

"Of course I'll remember you. I will always remember. Also, the reason why I healed you and gave you food was so that you would have the strength to scream. ”

After Sassanid finished speaking, a small side door to Rams's room was suddenly opened. Then four hounds came out of it. It was Rams' hound.

"What does this mean, you're going to let my trained hound eat me? No kidding, ma'am. My hounds will never hurt me. ”

"I know, Rams. You've trained them very well. Very obedient and very ferocious. But I'll tell you that they only ate one meal in seven days. So...... The game begins, Rams. I hope you'll have the strength to talk to me the next time I come. ”

Sassanid finished speaking, gesturing to the side. Ramston felt the chains hanging from him suddenly loosen. Rams half-crouched and shouted, "Squat." The four hounds suddenly crouched on the ground. It's just that they're not as quiet as they used to be, and Rams notices that the guys' eyes are red and they seem to be a little ...... Irascible.

And then Sassani suddenly walked back and gave him a word to make up for it.

"By the way, guess where that little lover of yours went?"

Rams was shocked, and when he looked back at the four hounds, his face changed. Although he is cruel and tyrannical by nature, he is not stupid. There is also a hand for dog training. He knew he couldn't just feed dogs and human flesh. Once these beasts have sung human blood, they lose their reverence for their masters.

There are a lot of people in the kennel who have eaten people. But the dogs were used as a punishment. It's never really put out. These hounds of his are all real hounds that he has fed by himself. But now, he looked at the blood-red in the hound's eyes. Immediately understood what Sasanian meant.

Rams slowly stood up and gently wrapped the two zippers around his hands.

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In the halls of Winterfell. Many lords have already arrived. It's just that they didn't see Sasanian. Instead, there was a box covered with a black cloth on the floor in the center of the hall. And there was a constant sound of collision in the box.

"What's in the box?" Everyone gathered around the box curiously. They weren't scared, mainly because there were dozens of people on the scene. Most of the lords have good swordsmanship. At the same time, there were two guards beside him. Even if the box is an ice wolf, or a shadow bobcat. They are not afraid.

"I guess some kind of captive. Miss Sasanid was forced to marry the illegitimate son of the Burton family, which was a great humiliation for her. Maybe it's the illegitimate son of the Bolton family. What is his name? ”

"Rams, Snow? It's possible. Maybe I've cut out my tongue and stuffed it inside. Bring it back, let one of us cut him with a sword. ”

I have to say that the imagination of these lords is quite rich. And it sounds a little bit of a sense. It's a pity that they all guessed wrong. Just when everyone was still talking. Suddenly, the box shook violently and broke.

Despite the black cloth, everyone could clearly see that something was crawling out from under the black cloth. Nearly forty people drew their swords and stood on guard. It's just that in the next second, everyone retreated in unison.

"......"

"What is this?"

"The Seven Gods are above, and the Old Gods are above. Whatever the hell is up there, tell me what the fuck it is. ”

In the crowd of onlookers, one was more than half rotten, but there was still some rotten flesh on his body. The whole face is already a skeleton image. The monster with no legs and crawling on the ground next to a pair of skeletal hands appeared in the hall.

And this thing is irritable. As soon as he was free, he quickly crawled around on the ground. At the same time, he stared at the nearest small lord and rushed over.

"Fuck......" the lord yelled. But he didn't hesitate, he drew his sword and stabbed. The lords of the north are much stronger than those in the south in this regard.

With a thud, the sword pierced the monster. But because the ground is slate, it is not nailed. What's more, the lord clearly felt that he had been stabbed, that day's carrion and bones. But the other party didn't seem to be affected in the slightest. Forcibly dragging your body and continuing to rush forward.

“fuck。” The lord quickly backed away. That's when the guards around him came into play. The two knights drew their swords at the same time, one left and one right, and directly cut the monster on the ground into three pieces.

This thing moves quickly, and these two swords did not directly cut off its head. Just cut off its body, plus a hand. But even so, the thing still crawled on the ground with its last hand. Attacking the people around him like crazy.

Several more drew their swords and slashed the monster to pieces. But everyone didn't expect that the monster with only one head left would still not die. The mouth kept opening and closing, and let out a dull roar, as if it meant not to stop until they were eaten.

But by this time, everyone had already discovered that this thing was not very lethal. They all gathered around and began to observe.

"Well, even though I know I've said it many times. But I still have to ask, what the hell is this thing. What does the Sasanian lady mean, is she going to kill us? ”

"Not really, it's impossible to kill us with this thing. I guess she wanted us to meet this thing. And this stuff reminds me of some not-so-good legends. ”

"Stranger, you want to talk about this." Another lord spoke.

"The legend that has been passed down for thousands of years in the Seven Kingdoms seems to be in front of us."

"No, it's not a ghost. Earl of Fetlyn Lord. To be precise, this thing is called a ghoul. We don't have the power to catch the real ghosts. This thing can only be regarded as a strange ghost...... Cannon fodder. ”

When they turned around, they saw Sassanid Stark, walking in with Celine Baratheon. They were accompanied by two other young and beautiful women. and another famous figure, the Onion Knight.

The five of them passed through the crowd and sat in the front seat. Many of the lords also sat back in their places. In the center of the hall, all that was left was the skull that kept roaring.

"Sir Daves, please kill that thing." Celine looked at the head a little uncomfortable, after all, it was just a little girl.

"Yes, sir." Daves took out a rough dagger made of some kind of black stone from his bosom and stabbed it into the skull's eye. And under the gaze of many lords, the skeleton that had never died lost its movement in the next second.

Everyone immediately turned their attention to the dagger in Daves' hand. Obviously, this is a weapon capable of killing such a monster. It's a pity that Dave didn't mean to let everyone take a closer look, and soon the bar dagger was put away.

Sassanid looked around and saw that all eyes were already on her. Then he spoke.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I believe you have seen it. The ghouls have appeared, which means that that old legend is no longer a legend. It has come to life. The motto that the Stark family has passed down for thousands of years is that winter is coming. And now, winter has arrived. ”

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In prison, Rams stood panting in the room. And in front of him lay four dead hounds. This guy used the chain wrapped around his hand as a weapon, and killed four hungry hounds by force. But at the same time, his whole body was covered in bruises.

After all, the room is too small to have much room to maneuver. He could only hit hard, endure the bites, and break them one by one. In this way, he also paid a terrible price. There is hardly a good piece of meat left on the body. The excessive bleeding even made him a little dizzy. But he insisted on standing up. Inspect the room back and forth, trying to find a way to get out.

But soon he sat down on the ground. Because he found that this room was specially fortified. It is simply impossible to escape with bare hands.

Rams leaned limply against the wall. I'm starting to feel a little regretful. There are a lot of hounds in the kennel, and if nothing else, there will be four more tomorrow. Then four more until he was torn apart by these hounds. He already understood Sasanian's intentions. The other party just wants him to die a painful death in fear.

In the current situation, the best way is to commit suicide. That would at least make you a little less tormented. But Rams did not have the courage to commit suicide.

This is a very common truth. Those who are more tyrannical and cruel on the outside actually have a hidden cowardice in their bones. They hurt and kill others with impunity. But that doesn't mean they're not afraid of it. In fact, a large part of what they do is to prevent these things from happening to them.

Death is definitely one of the most feared things in the world. Rams was not as strong as he thought he would be, and he could not overcome that fear.

However, just when Rams was a little desperate. Suddenly, a voice woke him up.

"Master." Rams looked up and saw that the old stinky man was not Theon calling him eagerly at the door of his cell.

"Stinky old man, come and help me. You'll be rewarded, I swear. Rams had a little hope in his heart. Theon, on the other side, hesitated for a moment, then took a crowbar and began to pry the door lock hard.

"Be careful, don't let anyone outside hear you." His movements sent a chill down the tread of Rams. But Theon said.

"I just killed the guards. But the key was not found. But don't worry, it'll be fine soon. As soon as he finished speaking, Theon pressed his hand and unlocked the door. Rams is free.

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