On the other side of the Red Fork River, Earl Smallwood of the Acorn Hall yelled with a gun to take on the Magic Mountain.

The Magic Mountain did not respond to the challenge of Earl Thomas Morwood.

Thomas Morwood was a brave man, his wife Ravenna Swain was a beautiful woman, and the two had a lovely daughter, who was good at singing and dancing.

Killing such a good person, Magic Mountain is not interested in it for the time being.

His Majesty Robert is the equivalent of an authoritative homeroom teacher in Westeros, and the homeroom teacher has not yet left the classroom, but both the mountain and Tywin already know that this homeroom teacher will leave the classroom soon.

Crossing the Magic Mountain is a green prophet-like figure in this world, and Duke Tywin saw this through the prophecy of the witch queen, so before the head teacher is about to leave, the students who want to be naughty and brawl had better restrain themselves, and when the head teacher leaves, how to clean up your tablemates.

No matter how kind the homeroom teacher is, he also has the authority of the homeroom teacher, there is no need to disobey the homeroom teacher in person, not to mention that the homeroom teacher Robert Baratheon is still a particularly hard-tempered and prestigious person, don't clean up the table in front of the homeroom teacher: this is what the Raven of Duke Tywin brought to the Magic Mountain.

Of course, the duke's original words have nothing to do with the head teacher and the classmates in the class who are ready to fight, but the meaning is so, crossing the magic mountain and using his own college dog experience to translate and understand his own language.

The raven's letters were sealed by the Duke with the Lannister family crest, and no one dared to open Duke Tywin's letter to the Magic Mountain. Maester Wayman received a raven letter from Duke Tywin and delivered it to the Magic Mountain with a sense of morality.

Thomas Morwood, no matter how excited he was, couldn't leap across the rolling Red Fork River. Moreover, even if he flew over, the Demon Mountain only needed to lift the hundred-pound giant hammer at hand and strike him with a single blow, there was no doubt about it.

Countless soldiers of the Riverlands watched as the Demon Mountain lifted the rope and lifted their future Grand Lord, Earl Edmuthuri, from the rolling rapids of the Red Fork River.

Edmure was lifted away from the river, his body slammed against the wall, motionless, as if he were a dead man.

Only if evil is as evil as the Magic Mountain, would he think of throwing Edmu into the Red Fork River from such an unattainable boulder wall, this method of punishing people, the first of its kind in the Magic Mountain!

When it comes to doing evil, the Magic Mountain is serious!

Edmure's motionless body was lifted up by the Demon Mountain grazing the boulder wall, rushing inside and outside the city, and everyone's hearts were lifted.

After all, no one was tied up and thrown into the Red Fork River from under such a high city wall, and the young city lord died? Everyone was worried and uncertain!

The mountain tossed Edmure at his feet, and Bernie reached for the panties he had shoved into Edmure's mouth.

"Damn, it's wet, it's dirty, I can't ask for it!" Bernie said in a somewhat regretful tone.

"Blow on him mouth-to-mouth. Magic Mountain said to Bernie. This is the 'artificial respiration method' known through the Magic Mountain.

Edmure was still breathing, but he was only drowning in the current, and in the process of falling from the sky into the river was in an absolutely terrifying weightlessness, it was very normal for him to faint.

Edmure has a strong body, and looking at the rocky contours of his face and his thick beard, you can tell that his skeletal body is first-class and strong.

Bernie was stunned!

"Blow mouth-to-mouth on him, wake him up, or I'll throw you into the Red Fork River." Magic Mountain said politely to Bernie.

When the brothers around them heard this, they all immediately laughed, and looked at Mr. Bernie, the affairs officer beside the lord, with ill will.

Apparently they would love to see Bernie strapped to a rope and fly down the walls.

They may think that Bernie flies a little more gracefully than Edmure.

"Wake him up, can I do anything else?" Bernie asked the idol cautiously.

Edmu, who was dressed in a thin shirt, was throbbing slightly, but he didn't breathe. For Edmure, who has lived by the Tengshi River and the Red Fork River since he was born, he has been swimming in the river since he was a child, and the water is excellent, and this little flooding time has no problem for him.

He was mostly frightened overly!

Magic Mountain nodded.

Bernieyan gave Edmure a series of resounding slaps and slaps.

Bernie hit too hard and hard, and slapped too loudly, so it is estimated that the soldiers on the other side of the Red Fork River could all hear it.

Sure enough, the younger generation of jazz knights on the other side of the river angrily denounced Magic Mountain and his lackey Bernie.

Cough!

Ahem, ahem!

Edmure spewed out a mouthful of river water and woke up, his eyes dazed and lifeless.

Bernie grinned: "Lord Magic Mountain, in our Alex Village, the flooded children are all such a slap in the face, and they will wake up after a beat!"

Although Moshan was very skeptical that this 'slap**' would be comparable to his 'artificial respiration**', Edmu did wake up.

Edmure sat up slowly from the ground, with a water stain under him, and a bold and rugged man became a spiritless soup chicken, which shows that no matter how rough the general is, he can't withstand the toss of the magic mountain.

Magic Mountain is playing new 'excitement' that no one else or himself has played.

Bernie's ventriloquist is an innate talent that is unparalleled in the world, and the Magic Mountain has an unattainable talent for doing evil!

There is a specialization in art!

"Sir Gregor!" called out Maester Weyman's voice from below the walls.

The Bachelor walked breathlessly, followed by two heavily armed Cregan bandits.

"Master Weyman!"

"The duke asked your subordinates to be merciful and let Edmure go freely, and the duke agreed to all of your conditions. Please don't hurt Edmus-mere again. ”

Duke Horst had been ill for three years, and after his death, Edmure was the only heir to the Tully family. This guy is an only son and has no descendants yet.

If Edmure is tortured by the Magic Mountain, who will inherit the thousands of years of inheritance of the Tully family?

The Duke has a younger brother, who is the famous general of the Seven Kingdoms, Blackfish Brynden Tully, but that guy is more stubborn than Edmure, and refuses to marry the noble woman that the Duke has chosen for him. And for more than ten years, he never returned, nor did he correspond to his brother Khorst.

Blackfish is still unmarried, and he is old, and he has no queen!

Edmure is in the prime of life, twenty-five years old, single, no fiancée, no queen!

Compared with the thousands of years of inheritance of the Tully family, no matter what horses, armor, money, food, women, etc., etc., in the eyes of Duke Horsttury, it is not as good as a hair of his inferior son Edmure.

Magic Mountain didn't have any expression of joy and triumph when he heard Master Weiman's words: "Master Weiman, no matter what conditions I propose, the Duke will agree to them all?"

"Yes, my lord, the duke has all agreed, so please let Edmure go and don't punish him again!"

"Okay, a thousand war horses, first deliver them to the Klegan cavalry at the ferry on the west bank of the Red Fork River!"

"Yes, Sir Gregor!" said Maester Weyman at once.

Magic Mountain kicked Edmu on tiptoe: "For the sake of your father, Duke Horst, I will let you go, you don't know what to do, it will not be more difficult for me to pinch you to death than it is to pinch an ant to death." The Magic Mountain suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Sir Edmure, why don't you hurry up and cross the river with horses." ”

"Yes, Lord Magic Mountain!"

Edmure barely stood up, his face pale and his eyes blank!