More than 1,000 troops poured out of the castle one after another, lined up in a long line, and slowly marched along the banks of the Sancha River.

Charles rode a brown-black spotted horse and followed Luce. Bolton was beside him, looking at the surrounding wilderness scenery while communicating with Count Bolton.

"After the arrival of the Northern Army, the Lannisters wisely withdrew, and now the Duke is helping the Tully family restore order to Riverrun."

"He knows you're going to take Harrenhal?"

"I've sent a raven to inform you, but the Duke doesn't know about it at the moment, but the fighter plane is fleeting, and I think it should be done quickly to prevent the enemy from coming back."

Charles wasn't well versed in this, so he just listened quietly and didn't say anything.

The Earl of Bolton said to himself: "I am going to make a feint attack on Harrenhal, and then let our men pretend to be defeated, and the Blood Theatre will lead them into that strong fortress, and we will join forces inside and out......"

……

As the army drifted away, Luanhe City behind them had become a small black spot, and at night they rested in a castle called Haijiang City, and the next morning they left the city and began to continue on their way.

For the next three days, Charles spent three days on horseback, passing through Deserted Stone City and the Beauty Market, and were about to cross the Lancha River to continue on their way, when a dusty messenger suddenly caught up with the group from behind.

He was carrying the flag of the Frey family, so Bolton received him personally.

"Is something happening in Luanhe City?"

The messenger said tiredly, "No, my lord, it's Duke Stark. ”

"What's the matter with the Duke?"

"Duke Stark has ordered you to hurry to King's Landing with your army."

Luce. Burton frowned.

"Although King's Landing is not defended by an army, those more than 6,000 golden robes are not something that my people can deal with, let alone siege the city."

"No, sir." The messenger said, "His Majesty Stannis has taken King's Landing, and Duke Stark has ordered you to join him in King's Landing. ”

……

Following the withdrawal of the Lannisters from Riverrun, King's Landing, the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, was also abandoned by them?

When Bolton heard the news, his paralyzed cheeks flashed with a hint of astonishment, but then he frowned.

"The Lannisters are really willing."

"What?" Charles asked curiously.

"Lan Li. Baratheon is now approaching King's Landing, and now we occupy King's Landing, so we can only confront him, and then the old lion will hide and watch the play. ”

As he spoke, Bolton let out a sneer.

"But we knew it was a strategy, but we had to do what he thought."

"Why?"

"Lannister's actions are tantamount to giving up the throne of the Seventh, but Lan Li and our majesty will not let go so easily - few people can recognize it, only with a sword in hand, there is a trace of power and fame, otherwise it is just empty talk."

Snorting coldly, he turned his horse's head and ordered in a loud voice: "Abandon the Harrenhal route, Target King's Landing!" ”

"Yes!" The messenger nodded, then rode to the line behind him. "The Earl has an order, abandon the Harrenhal route, and the target King's Landing!"

……

"The Earl has an order, abandon the Harrenhal route, and the target King's Landing!"

……

"The Earl has an order, abandon the Harrenhal route, and the target King's Landing!"

……

The message was loud and loud, repeated, and the troops who had received the order began to shift their direction and began to speed up their journey.

For these natives, the situation is clear and tense, but none of this has had much impact on the Shire.

The only headache he has now is a butt problem.

Riding a horse for a long time, even if the original body was good at riding, it will not stand the test of time.

Every time he dismounted and set up camp, he couldn't help but knead his ass to relieve the bruising.

However, in order to maintain the "dignity" of the dark wizard, this act even had to be carried out carefully and secretly, which can be described as bright on the outside and very dick on the inside.

Along the way, the army passed through Riverrun, which had just been liberated from the war, and received a very warm welcome, and then passed by the chaotic towns of the Riverlands, a Duchy of Westeros known for its richness and prolific territory, but now devastated and devastated by the war.

"Tywin sent Gregor. Clegane led an army to harass many of the Riverlands family territories in order to reduce the strength and morale of the Tully family in the Riverlands. For now, Klegane is doing a good job. ”

This is what Bolton had said of a town that had been burned to ashes, and where they had set up camp that night.

……

It is not every day that the army encounters the city, and it is constantly rushing, and if there is no city, you will stay in a hotel, and if there is no hotel, you can only make do with it for one night in the field or in the ruins of the town.

The long journey was boring and boring, and it seemed that in addition to horseback riding, the long hours of sightseeing also made Charles have no new sense of this ancient world, but are very eager to settle down.

The bumpy horseback couldn't even read a book, so he could only take advantage of the occasional glance while resting.

Charles didn't complain about it, after all, the temptation of King's Landing's dragon bones and dragon crystals was enough for him to dispel all negative thoughts.

But his ass always "protests" with him.

He often prayed that the days would pass so that his ass could rest.

However, it wasn't until the Charles' time ran out that they had only made a little more than halfway through the journey—a comfort in that.

——

The world in front of the door, the Privet Street residence.

As soon as he returned, Charles couldn't wait to collapse on the velvet bed, and didn't even bother to change his clothes, and fell asleep.

And then the second, third, and fourth day. He was confined to his home, either sleeping or recuperating from his injuries.

After many days of traveling, Charles did not want to run into the world of ice and fire for the time being, and kept repeating the road.

"Anyway, if you don't go now, time is also accumulated, and it won't be wasted because of this."

He always comforted himself with these words, but the thought of going in again sooner or later made his face hurt.

It also made him cherish the stable life he has now.

Reading, recuperating from his wounds, pondering spells, and having the service of servants, Charles lived a life of stretching out his hands for clothes and opening his mouth for food.

It's just that this leisurely life didn't last for a few days, and a disaster suddenly appeared in this cozy little nest.

……

Night fell quietly outside the window, the breeze stirred the pale blue curtains, and the cold moonlight reflected on a pot of daffodils on the windowsill, pure white and delicate, with a slight cold color due to the light.

"Am I going to die?"

Lying at the head of the bed, holding her little bear, the girl with long brown hair and slightly curly was very pale, and when she saw Charles enter the house, her originally blue and clear eyes were firmly fixed on him, and her eyes were full of despair.

The girl, who originally said that she had a hidden disease, but looked quite healthy, at this time, it was as if she had a serious illness, her lips were chapped, her expression was dull, and she looked extremely weak.

Yesterday, I had the courage to pinch my cheeks, looking shy, but now I can't even stand up.

This finally taught Charles what it means to be sick.

"You're not going to die, you just need to rest a lot and take your medicine on time." Holding the girl's thin and weak hand, Charles sat on the chair at the head of the bed and whispered comfort.

"You're lying." The girl blinked, "You squint every time you lie, I found out a long time ago." ”

"Don't talk nonsense about it, children." Charles's face was embarrassed, and then he changed the subject: "Rest well, you will be much better tomorrow, I promise." ”

As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed the girl on the forehead, then got up to leave, but the girl grabbed his hand at once.

"I don't want to see my mother."

Weakly speaking, the girl's little face was full of nervousness, and her eyes revealed a hint of fear, "She's so scary, I don't want to see her." ”

Did her aunt's death scare her?

Charles sighed secretly. After a few words of comfort, he walked out of the bedroom after seeing the girl close her eyes.

No one wants to die, not even children.

But when the time comes, who can avoid it?

The chaotic thoughts could not bury Charles's gloomy mood, although the contact time was not long, but the girl was the first living person he came into contact with and saw in the true sense of the word when he came to this world, and it was also the only existence that he could call a relative now.

The lonely plight makes Charles feel sympathy and pity for him, as well as a sense of empathy.

But now, this only relative is about to leave him?

"Is there no other way?" Stepping out of the girl's bedroom, Charles looked at Dr. Domo

The doctor, Domo, had been in charge of seeing the girl, and no one knew her health better.

"There is no way, I have not yet found the cause of the child's illness, and I can only use medicine to relieve the child's pain."

The gray-haired old doctor's sigh replied, his tone full of helplessness.

Charles couldn't help but be silent.

To say how strong feelings there are, it is purely deceitful, after all, the contact time is not long, even if there are more feelings, there is no way to become that kind of dear feeling, but just watching the girl die, he is very unwilling.

"The aunt who has never met seems to be looking for a cure......"

After sending the old doctor away, thinking about this question in his mind, Charles subconsciously thought of the dark castle in Canyon Town.

The darkness is not the point, the focus is on the basement of the castle's side hall. The last time he went, he was in a hurry because of that.

So he didn't look for anything closely. Of course, I didn't think there was anything to look for at the time, except for the family token.

But at the moment, there seems to be no other choice?

Dr. Domo used to work for the Royal Medical Society of Turin before returning to his hometown to recuperate when he was older. Medical skills cannot be said to be everyone, but they can be regarded as having extensive knowledge, and even if there is a disease that cannot be cured, it cannot be said that it is completely undiagnosed.

And at the moment, he has no clue at all, so it can only prove that the girl's illness is not a simple disease.

Either it's a terminal illness beyond this era, or it's related to supernatural powers.

"Taking a risk?"

As soon as this thought appeared, he decisively left it behind.

Taking risks in all known situations can be regarded as bravery, but taking risks in the face of unknown existence or unknown forces can only be said to be stupid and bold.

However, Charles did not give up on the idea of going to the castle.

Since there was an anomaly there, there was that eerie murmur that attracted him.

Wouldn't it be better for him to inform the church and let them solve it?

He didn't think there was anything worth keeping secret about that strange place, he hadn't told anyone before, he was just too lazy to make trouble for himself.