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In the eyes of the townspeople who were either curious, or questioning, or gloating, a small group of extremely powerful soldiers, fully armed with big swords, came to Du Yu's shop, and the guy who warned and threatened Du Yu yesterday looked at Du Yu who was baking bread in the store with a proud expression.

"Outlander, Guardian of the North, Lord of Winterfell, Lord Eddard Stark, wants to see you." The proud tone is condescending, and there is a sense of admiration and respect in Eddard Stark.

However, Du Yu did not react, and was still seriously making bread, cheese, flour, butter, sugar, salt, and eggs, stirring and mixing gently, adjusting the temperature, and baking slowly.

Each process is carried out in an orderly manner.

"Hey, stranger, I'm talking to you! Master Stark wants to see you, you lowly ****-raised foreigner bastard, you ......" The tall guard was extremely angry, and he was annoyed that the stranger in front of him, an unknown little man, dared to ignore his own question, ignore Lord Stark's summons to bake tepidly there.

Vicious words poured out of his mouth like disgusting maggots, and the most filthy words spat out without reservation, trying to insult the creature he was embarrassed by.

No matter what his purpose was, his words took effect, and Du Yu couldn't be indifferent to the insults of others, and a silver color flew out of Du Yu's hand and flashed in the sunlight.

"Ahh With a cry of pain, a string of scattered beads of blood, and a flying knife cut a shallow scar on the guard's face.

"You despicable fellow......" The tall guard stroked the still bleeding scar on his cheek with his hand, his eyes widened in anger, and he drew his long sword angrily, and the bright light of the sword made the onlookers lose their minds for a moment.

"I'm going to kill you, and even if Master Stark knows, he won't blame me, I'm going to take your head and feed it to the wolves." A hideous smile appeared on his face, and the blood that spilled made it look even more terrifying.

The soldiers behind him shouted of encouragement and support along with his declaration, and shouted excitedly, Stark's orders seemed to have long been forgotten, and the blood of the Northerners was boiling.

They also drew their long swords in their hands, striking the bright and clear armor with a sonorous sound.

"Kill him! Kill this stranger! ”

"Let him know the rules of our north!"

The voices are uneven, but the meaning is almost the same, no one is optimistic about Du Yu, a foreigner, and no one supports him.

"Come, stranger, draw your sword, I will never bully the bare-handed." The tall guard regained his bearing, and no longer looked as angry and corrupt as before, and the arrogance and disdain in his words seemed as if victory was at hand.

Obviously, Du Yu's flying knife not only did not make the guards feel afraid, but made the guards think that he was just a person who hurt people with hidden arrows, and his ability to fight head-on was insignificant.

"Stupid fellow, if I were you, I wouldn't have drawn my sword here." Du Yu glanced at the tall guard in front of him mockingly, and the look at the fool made the latter even more angry.

"Since Master Stark wants me to meet him, I can't go empty-handed, I'm just preparing a gift, you simple-minded and well-limbed fellow."

Du Yu's words are very reasonable, and no one can refute them, at least not here. With his half-mocking and half-explaining words, the guard could only slowly press his sword back into the scabbard and muffled out, "Then hurry up!" ”

Then he withdrew from Du Yu's shop without saying a word, and the shouts and cheers in the crowd gradually went out, no longer silent, and finally heard that in the sound of Suo Suo's clothes rubbing, everyone slowly dispersed, and each went to do their own things.

Finally, under the suppressed angry gaze of the guards, Du Yu prepared his gifts and entered Winter with the guards to meet the guardian of the North, Lord Stark, Lord of Winterfell.

Winterfell, schoolyard

"Whoosh" An arrow flew out of Bran's hand, trembling through the air, and finally stray somewhat weakly from the target and landed on the ground.

"Oh, Bran, don't be discouraged, your father is watching you." Bran was a little discouraged by the missed arrows, and Robb Stark walked up and gently touched Bran's head and whispered in his ear.

Little Bran turned back and saw his father, Duke Eddard Stark, looking at him expectantly, and he tried to draw his bow and arrow. "Whoosh", another arrow was fired, but unfortunately this arrow still drew a disappointed trajectory and stuck in the ground.

"Hahahaha......"

"Hahaha......"

The crowd laughed softly, and the heat from their mouths blew white smoke in the cold air, and Bran turned red with shame, looking down at his bow.

"All of you, what are you laughing at, how many of you can hit the bullseye at his age?" Eddard Stark's majestic voice resounded throughout the audience, and there was no smile on his serious face, but when he looked at Bran, his eyes were full of encouragement.

Everyone fell silent, and Bran felt his father's gaze, and seemed to regain a little more confidence.

"Oh, little Bulan, look at me!" A playful voice broke the atmosphere of the audience, Arya, the mischievous little girl somehow slipped out of Sister Modan's stern urging, ran to the back of the school yard, drew her bow and arrow, hit the bull's-eye, and then made a lady's salute and ran away with a smile and laughter.

"Arya!" Brand blushed all the way to the base of his ears, and even in the cold wind, he could tell that it was not freezing, but the result of shame.

The others watched with interest as the two siblings chased each other, and Eddard Stark's face flashed with a soft expression, as if even the bad news from the raven had been diluted.

Just as the two were laughing and playing, a tempting aroma of food came, and Du Yu walked into Winterfell from the south gate under the leadership of Stark's guards, and the mighty soldiers on the city walls showed the extraordinary of this heroic city that had stood for thousands of years, as if it was a masterpiece created by the hands of God, and he was told that Master Stark was on campus, so the guards took him directly to the schoolyard, passing by the blacksmith shop and the library.

"My lord, we brought him, the baker from a foreign land." One of the guards stepped forward and saluted with his right hand on his chest, his arms and breastplate rattling.

"Oh?" Following the guard's words, Eddard Stark turned his gaze to Du Yu the stranger, Robb, Jon, Theon Greyjoy, and even Arya and Bran, who were still fighting, stopped and looked at Du Yu.

Unlike the other people's wary or curious eyes, Arya seemed very happy, and ran directly over, calling out with joy on her face as she ran: "Olon, it's good that you're here, what story will you tell me today?" However, as she passed by Duke Eddard Stark, she was pulled by her illegitimate brother, Jon Snow, "Wait, Father has something to ask this stranger." ”

Du Yu stood opposite Ed, his outfit today was very casual, but he was dressed in a black Tang suit, with long eyebrows and sideburns, his eyes were shining, like a morning star, his long black hair was thick and shiny, tied into a bunch at random and hung down on the back of his head, the muscles of his body were well-proportioned, very stylish, his ten fingers were slender, he looked flexible and powerful, and he had a vigorous and heroic spirit.

In Eddard's opinion, this stranger has a kind of self-confidence that is different from that of ordinary commoners, and even when facing himself, the ruler of the North, he is still neither humble nor arrogant, this man obviously has a good background, not an ordinary baker.

When Ed looked at Du Yu, Du Yu was also looking at this Lord of Winterfell, the powerhouse of the North, his face was full of wind and frost, and under his cold expression there was the solitude of an eagle and the forbearance and perseverance of a wolf, he was a fair and strict person who abided by honor, in fact, he may not be suitable for King's Landing full of intrigue, but in the North, he was a well-deserved king.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, respected Guardian of the North, Lord of Winterfell, Duke Stark, I have heard of many of your heroic deeds, in the Tower of Elysium to fight the three Kings Iron Guards "Dawn Sword" Arthur Dayne, "White Bull" Geralt Hightower, Oswell Ha'an has made your bravery famous at home, since the age of twenty-six to guard the North alone, abide by honor and law, you are a fair and strict person, and today, I have the honor to meet you in person, I know that it is better to be famous than to meet, you are more powerful than rumored. ”

Du Yu has never been stingy with praise, if he can make his road smoother and win the favor of others, a little praise is nothing to him.

"Oh, stranger, your compliment is really beautiful, but I want to know more what your name is, where you came from, and why did you come from? Maybe you can give me a satisfactory answer. Eddard Stark was not impressed by Du Yu's few words of flattery, but his face softened and he was no longer stiff.

"You can call me Euloin, it's not my real name, but you can call me that, as you can see, my appearance is neither Westeros, nor Essos, nor Thros. I'm from a place farther away than the Shadowlands, but believe me, it's a great place with good food, wine, costumes, and feasts. A place as prosperous as Braavos. ”

"Aloin, since you insist on not telling us your real name, I will not delve into it, and I will not explore your past." Ed Stark was a little helpless, Du Yu's words were the same as not saying, he still didn't know who Du Yu was and where he came from. But he is a quiet and forgiving man, and does not doubt a person before he makes a mistake.

"But, while you live in the North, I want you to abide by the laws of the North, and, not in any wrongdoing, if you can do this, I, Eddard Stark, the Warden of the North, am willing to welcome you and promise not to be prejudiced against you in any way because you are a stranger."

Eddard Stark's demeanor as the wolf king of the north is undoubtedly on display at this moment, which is heartbreaking.

"Thank you for your broad-mindedness, honorable Duke Stark." Du Yu stroked his chest with his right hand and gave a deep salute. "This is a gift for you" and handed the gift box she was carrying to the guards, who placed them in front of Eddard Stark, and a frustrated Arya broke free from Jon's pull and pounced on him to unwrap the box.

"Ahh Arya let out a scream, and her mouth was sprayed with white flower cream, this was a small mechanism designed by Du Yu, he didn't think such a thing would anger the Starks.

Sure enough, although everyone turned their heads to look at her anxiously with Arya's scream, Jon rushed over, but when everyone found out that the spray was nothing more than cream, they all began to laugh, and even Arya herself did not feel angry at being teased, but instead licked the cream off her mouth with a grin.

"Thank you, Oroin!" Her eyes smiled into a beautiful crescent moon shape, and she thanked Du Yu.

"Hehe, don't thank me, what you should think is that if you squirt out not cream but poisoned arrows, you will die, you shouldn't be so reckless little Arya, remember the story I told you?" Du Yu said with a smile on his face, and the others also woke up secretly when they heard his words, only to find that this little organ was really scary.

Compared with the Chinese court, the precautions in "A Song of Ice and Fire" are still too lax.

"Thank you for your advice" Eddard Stark raised his opinion of Du Yu in his heart after seeing this scene, and also determined that he planned to let Du Yu, a stranger, teach Arya properly.

"Then next, I want to talk to you about two things, the first thing, in front of me, I need to solve the matter of you hurting my guard first." As he spoke, he pointed to the scar on the tall guard's face that had congealed.

"Oh, father!" Arya put down the cake and ran over, she didn't want Du Yu to be punished

"Arya, rules are rules, and I need to judge Eloin's behavior in the North, so, Mr. Oroin, can you explain why?"

Ed stopped Arya's plea and looked at Du Yu with blazing eyes.