"It's indeed Madame's turn," if Jones had faced such an 'active' woman in his previous life, he would definitely have to tease.

However, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he changed his attention in an instant, restrained himself and said, "If Madame is free, you might as well accompany me to the castle." ”

"With pleasure, my lord," Ravenna Svencoy said with a smile.

As he spoke, he leaned back to Jones.

......

"Everyone, get off your horse and rest. Jones shouted at the Northern Cavalry, "Sir Carter stepped forward. ”

A rumbling sounded, and nearly a thousand heavy cavalry dismounted neatly, and the momentum was monstrous.

Several nobles changed their faces in an instant.

Even the corners of Ravenna Swain's mouth froze for a moment with a slight smile, so many heavy cavalry, and they all looked veterans, even her family, the Sven family, couldn't make it.

"This is a man of real power, not a piece of garbage who can only say pretty things," she reconfirmed.

Piper also looked away from Ravenna's upright hips and looked at Jones enviously.

"Give me a chance, and I can too. ”

The old lady of Vance had a solemn face and looked preoccupied.

"If we had been guarded by cavalry like this at that time, Fort Rest would not have been burned. ”

......

"Come along," Jones invited to the others.

Seeing the young Maester Belton leaning over him with his bloody hand raised, Jones added, "But not you, Maester Belton, I want you and Sir Carter to do something." ”

Jones then instructed, "Go and recruit some new servants, it must be natives, preferably children of honest people, and tell them that the castle has food and shelter for a month, uh, two months, no, a silver deer for three months." ”

"Yes, my lord," said the Bachelor with his bloody hand raised, and with a nondescript gesture, he clanged out.

Coben, who had not spoken and sulked alone, finally couldn't help it, pouted and said, "It's really ...... that such a person can become a bachelor."

The last words are already inaudible, but they are certainly not good words.

"I thought you were going to hold it all the time," Jones teased.

......

Cobain had eaten a lot of deflated food in Riverrun before.

When he heard that Robb's Grey Wind was injured, he tried to heal him, but before he could even enter the door, he was scolded by Master Weyman, who even called in the guards.

"Take this person who is pretending to be a bachelor, pull off his clothes, and hang it up. ”

When Jones arrived, Maester Weyman exclaimed, his voice so loud that it did not look like an old man.

As for Gray Wind's injury, it should have been thrown by the Magic Mountain, and Master Weiman has taken over the management, obviously not letting others interfere again, especially a person who has been deprived of the Bachelor's necklace.

And Cobain obviously can't do nothing about this kind of insult.

Since then, the depression has been hovering over his face for many days.

However, it also sounded a wake-up call for Jones, "Coben's desire to climb up is not weak at all." ”

......

"Here, I will fully support your research, not only will you have your own laboratory, you will study those taboo questions, and I can even help you publish a book. Jones induced.

"Can you help me publish a book?"

Hearing such a promise, Cobain was finally moved.

This is the highest recognition of a scholar, like Dr. Malwyn, who, every time he writes a new book, many of the powerful people ask the nobles of the old town to find a way to copy another copy by hand, and each copy is regarded as a treasure, almost more expensive than gold.

"I assure you, I think your recent study of liquids into litmus red and litmus blue is a good direction to go. But I still don't think that's accurate, it's better to call it acidic and uh...... Alkaline is better. ”

Since there was no word for 'alkaline' in the Westeros language, Jones paused for a moment before coining a new word for 'alkaline' using the words lime water and burns.

However, Cobain nodded quickly in understanding.

Talking to smart people is just effortless.

Ravenna Swain, who led Jones to the castle, was almost smiling at this time.

She didn't expect that one day she would not even be able to insert a word.

"What's the matter with this black knight, don't you see Madame I'm here, talking to an old man about all this nonsense. The lady thought to herself.

The little girl, Kerrylyn, was no longer so afraid of the Black Knight, and she followed behind her mother, her eyes wide, and she listened to the Black Knight's words with curiosity.

"What are they talking about? Why haven't I read it in the knight's book?"

Piper was still salivating and staring at Ravenna's upright hips in front of her, for fear of missing every shake of it.

"No, I have to go to the powder brothel tonight to vent. Piper thought, and then hummed the song "Countess Perrin is Wet Again" in his heart, "Lady with water all over your body, don't refuse my affection, I will be like a warrior, loyal twitching, from dark till dawn ......"

......

Jones didn't know what these people were thinking, but he sorted out his thoughts for a while, and then said to Cobain,

"You see if you can collect, classify, and purify common substances, and then observe the reactions between them, record their characteristics, and then I will design a wine lamp, beaker, test tube, and graduated cylinder for you, and pay attention to heating and quantitative ...... when doing experiments."

Cobain listened to Jones's endless words, nodded again and again, his eyes lit up, and he found that many of Jones's thoughts were exactly the same as his, and some were more refined, clearing the layers of fog for him.

"Is the school city completely overrun by those gray sheep now? The inheritor of the school city, the inheritor of the school city, hehe......"

......

The sound of heavy and light footsteps sounded in the empty gatehouse, and on the narrow wooden ladder, a white and a black figure was slowly climbing.

"My lord is a warrior," said Ravenna Swain, resentfully, "and even the gatehouse has to be climbed by herself." ”

"Madame, if you are tired...... Wait for me downstairs like everyone else. ”

Jones couldn't care less about Ravenna's walk unless he walked up the stairs with his eyes closed.

Ravenna's long skirt curved in a striking arc, and her round, straight hips twisted with each step she crossed.

Like a ripe peach, it seems to be dripping at any time.

"I don't ...... for a moment I don't want to leave my lordship," the lady said, panting.

"The crossbows, quivers, fire bowls, and stone bullets are all well preserved," Jones said quickly.

......

It's really well preserved, because it hasn't been used.

The gatehouse is a very complex structure, with a total of four floors, each floor has three rooms, and there are various killing holes in the rooms, all of which are prepared for the siege of the tower.

"There's no problem with fifty soldiers living in one building," Jones, who walked to the top floor, judged.

Although they had a cowhide and canvas tent for the march, Jones did not plan to have soldiers stationed outside the castle, so at the moment he was constantly estimating the space in the castle, how many soldiers could live in total, and how to arrange it more reasonably......

Ascending to the top of the gatehouse, you will be connected to the corridor of the city wall, which is only accessible to one person.

Inside, you'll find an empty central vestibule.

In the vestibule, a group of chickens, geese, pigs and other domestic animals are raised, humming, rattling, and gurgling one after another, composing a cheerful music.

But Jones frowned.

In just a few moments, he saw the animals expelling piles of manure and then being trampled on by the soles of their feet.

The manure and muddy dirt eventually mix together to form a kind of black dirt floor.

......

"It's not easy to live in such hygienic conditions, and it's not easy to keep the plague off, and this is the Earl's castle," Jones sighed.

Then he turned his gaze to the lady's shoes, "I wonder if she stepped on the feces of the ground when she came." ”

At this time, Ravenna, who walked ahead, showed a victorious smile.

As she walked up the stairs, she knew the Black Knight's eyes were on her hips.

Now the black knight's gaze shifted to his exposed white calves.

She was familiar with this gaze, and the eyes of men had looked at her since her breasts were bulging day by day, even those knights who were supposed to be glorious.

He longed for me, the Black Knight must want to spread my legs and hold me down hard now, I know, I know it.

She felt her body temperature begin to rise, and her legs couldn't help but go limp.

How long has it been since I felt this way, the Count of Waste is just as much waste in bed.

"Can you take me to where the Earl lived?" said Jones suddenly.

Ravenna licked her rosy lips, the smile on her lips became even worse, and she lowered her head and said charmingly, "Of course, my ...... My lord. ”

The Black Knight was about to charge at me, she thought, how wonderful.

She seemed to hear the black knight's low roar and her own high-pitched chirping.

At that time, I had to make sure that the whole castle could hear.