He had been in the world in front of the door for more than half a month, and in the world of ice and fire for a short time, what was his surroundings like when he left "more than half a month ago", and it was still the same after he came in.

Others don't notice the slightest change in him, but for him personally, he has long been "a thing is wrong".

The sense of suspension faded, and I looked up at the sky outside, it was still dusk, and there was a lot of noise outside the camp tent, and the soldiers were sorting out the remnants of the disaster left over from "last night".

Charles picked up a long sword that hung in the tent, groaned slightly, and began to carve it on the dirt floor.

He was doing the final exercise before the "operation", and although it had been repeated countless times in front of the door, it still could not be careless.

He hoped there would be no mistakes, because the badly injured woman didn't have much time to delay;

Or, with such a serious injury, her time has already begun to be calculated in seconds.

So you have to be cautious.

……

Continuously, two pentagram patterns slowly appeared on the ground.

As far as the eye can see, the pentagram is surrounded by a ring, and in the blank space on it are depicted one after another, or half moon, or square, or diamond, or mountain, or triangle, and all kinds of chaotic symbols, as well as skull lines representing death, and some strange runes that do not see the rules.

Five straight lines with countless secret texts extended from the five corners of the pentagram, like a pitch-black iron chain, spreading straight to another pentagram with the same shape but slight differences.

In fact, it is indeed a passage, a passage between life and death.

Blood for Blood was a much more difficult spell than the ones he had practiced before, and it was generally not the same, more like a ritual than a magic.

Fortunately, having the eye of knowledge can allow him to successfully learn without any teaching, otherwise an apprentice who doesn't know anything wants to "learn without a teacher", which is tantamount to a fool's dream.

……

After carving the ground, Charles looked at them a few times, then wiped them all out again, and then began repeating, and after an unknown time, one of the attendants slipped into the tent and interrupted his movements.

"Something?" He asked, looking up.

Glancing cautiously at the strange pattern on the ground, the attendant whispered, "Sir Branston, Lady Maggie's side is ready, and she asked me to ask when you can start." ”

"Right now." Charles, who was still in a state of concentration, had a cold voice, and the attendant quickly lowered his head in the face of his deep gaze.

Seeing this, Charles shook his head, then sheathed his sword, hung it back in the tent, and followed the attendants out of the tent.

……

"Madame, I deeply regret what happened to your daughter, but you should seriously consider whether it is too cruel to save her with a life?"

Ed. Stark's face was unusually serious as he spoke. As soon as he returned from the dusty valley, he was told of a series of actions by the Countess of Mormont on Bear Island, and Duke Stark came to her tent without stopping.

"To me, that's just a small price." Lady Maggie replied. He didn't care about the taboo of his allegiance lord about this kind of thing, but he was quite looking forward to what would happen next.

"I think you should think about it." The old wolf's voice was serious and low, and his many years of career as a superior made his whole person full of a sense of majesty.

However, her daughter was dying, and Mrs. Maggie no longer cared about this.

"If only Daisy could give me time. I will, Lord Duke. She said in a hoarse tone, "She is not from the North, nor is she your lord, if you think this will damage your personal honor, you don't have to, the Gaoshan clan will not accept your favor." ”

Ed frowned and said: "The Seven Kingdoms have long been unified, all the people of Westeros should be protected by the laws of the country, and besides, for thousands of years, the Mormont family has never broken the oath of the old gods, and you should also respect life." ”

"But in reality, the people of the clan have never recognized the rule of the Baratheons." Lady Maggie retorted, "As for the Old Gods? I prayed to Him for the prosperity of the Mormont family, I prayed for abundance of food and clothing on Bear Island, and I even prayed to Him yesterday to send down God to save Daisy's life...... But the Old Gods never responded, not once! ”

"Faith lies in the heart, and vain asking for something in return can only show that you are not religious, madam."

"You speak lightly!"

Hearing this, she couldn't help but be anxious in her patience, Madame Maggie, who was not good-natured, would not care about whether she was a duke or not, she stared at the tall figure standing at the entrance of the tent, and screamed: "If it is your heir who is lying there moaning in pain at this time, can you still be so indifferent?" Robb, Sansa, Arya, Brandon, Rickon, and even your pretty bastard!? ”

"Oh, I forgot, no one in the North can disagree with you! Naturally, you can also act according to your "honor"! ”

"Madame......"

"I can't afford to be called that, my lord, but I didn't see you so polite to us when you ordered my poor nephew to be executed!"

"Jorah. Mormont has violated both the laws of the empire and the honor of the nobility, and Madame should know ......"

"Honor is the truth of you men, and I'm just a bad old woman!" Lady Maggie's high-pitched scream was slightly hoarse, and her blue eyes were fixed on Eddard. Stark. "I just ask you, you decided to execute the only male of the Mormont family back then, and now you still want to execute another heir of Bear Island!?"

Her raspy questioning was harsh and cruel, and the crowd listening outside the tent was as silent as if they were there.

Hearing this, Ed couldn't help but be silent, and stood quietly at the exit of the tent without saying a word. The two attendants behind him looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

The lords who were still in the camp had already heard the noise and came nearby, but they couldn't say anything more about this situation, because things were really not easy to mix.

The Mormont family on Bear Island is already sparsely populated, and the contemporary era has reached a miserable point. Mormont and his eldest and only son, Jorah. Mormont.

The eldest son is getting older, and in order to make room for his son, the old Mormont, who is in his seventies, runs to the Great Wall of Desperation as a night watchman. Not long after he inherited the title, Mormont became a human trafficker because of his poverty.

Of course, he is not selling normal people, but poachers in the territory, and according to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, he is considered a criminal who has committed a crime, and he needs to go to prison.

It's just that no matter what he sells, he still violates the laws of the kingdom and is guarded by Eddard in the North. When Stark found out, he immediately ordered Jorah's execution in accordance with the law. Mormont - Although he is the only male of the Mormont family, he has no heirs.

In a sense, this is a dead end.

Naturally, the lords need to compliment Ed. Duke Stark is fair and impartial, but if you look at it personally, it's really chilling for him to do it.

"The Mormont family has never forgotten this old account."

Someone sighed secretly.

"The Duke is admirable, but sometimes he is too mean."

"Lord Eddard is a good lord." Someone said this, and looked at the canvas tent not far away with pity, as if he saw the diminutive and miserable Mrs. Maggie among them.

It had long been proven that Duke Stark would not allow anything to violate the law and honor, and the poor old lady probably didn't want to use witchcraft to save her daughter's life.

Most of the lords agreed this way, but things turned out a bit unexpectedly.

The Duke who was strict and fair in their impression, who did not pay attention to human feelings, and could even be called stubborn and had a tendon in his brain, actually retreated!

After a long silence, he did not say anything, but silently turned around, lifted the curtain door and stepped away, under the surprised gaze of Madame Maggie, under the incredulous gaze of all his vassals.

"I may be dazzled......"

Some muttered blankly, others were shocked.

"What happened to the Duke in King's Landing?"