When Winterfell's thick, broad figure reappeared in view, Egg let out a long sigh of relief: it had finally arrived.

The journey home of the she-wolf was unusually smooth—for most of the group: they did not encounter the nobles who stood in their way, nor the savages who had gone south to escape the winter, nor the pirate robbers who were said to be harassing the shores, not even a single episode of bad weather—it took less than ten days to complete the entire road from Necks to Winterfell.

As the leader of the team, Iger enjoys the treatment of a commander: he can ride a horse or a car when he is on the road, and he does not need to keep vigil at night, so he should be the most comfortable in the team. Unfortunately, due to the presence of Arya and her relatives, Egger was actually the most tired one - in the first two nights when the trouble came to the door, the girl had to rub his stomach to sleep, and occasionally woke up in the middle of the night, and unceremoniously pushed him to continue rubbing ...... Finally, it didn't hurt on the third day, but at night he still drilled into Egg's quilt as usual, and the reason turned out to be "warm".

After being tossed like this for three or five days, Egger not only lacked sleep, but also felt sore because his sleeping position was not comfortable enough...... The nose sniffed, as if it could still smell a faint smell of blood on the clothes.

Harmful essence is often grinding essence, but no matter what, when the girl is handed over to her own mother today, she will definitely be able to get out of the sea of suffering.

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The team continued to march into the winter town that surrounded Winterfell. As winter approached, it was much more lively than Egger's previous two visits—the mountain clans who didn't farm and didn't have to worry about farming had already arrived early with their belongings, and had picked the most sturdy and leaky stone houses to move in, just waiting for the winter. Winterfell is Arya's home, and there are many people who can recognize her, so Egg asks her to wear a hood to prevent anyone from being recognized.

Sending Miss Stark home is a glorious thing to do in the North, but after all, it undermines the impartiality of the Night's Watch, and when most of the Night's Watch business is in the South, it is better not to let anyone know about it.

As the team approached the gates of Winterfell, the surrounding area became more and more lively, and Egg noticed a number of soldiers dressed in Stark's grey robes running from street to town, shouting and shouting, as if calling to assemble.

The oncoming Winterfell Sect leader gave Iger a chance to clear his mind, and he took the initiative to talk: "Sir Rodric!"

"Uh...... Good afternoon, Brother Night's Watch. Poor old sir, who had never seen so many men dressed in black in his life, looked at Egger's team in confusion, "Welcome to Winterfell, it's just ...... Lord Eddard and his son Robb had taken most of Winterfell, and there weren't many of the minions, and now ...... I'm afraid I won't be able to accommodate so many of you. ”

"It's all right, we'll spend the night in the winter town, and we'll continue north tomorrow. There are dozens of elite soldiers from the Western Realm in the team, and even if the owner of this place doesn't mind, Egg doesn't dare to let them enter Winterfell, where the defense is empty: "What's going on here, so lively?"

"Alas...... Not yet the damned bastard son of Luce Bolton, who broke into the city of Horwood and forced the Countess of Horwood to marry him, thus taking over the castle. White Harbor also coveted the territory of the Horwood family, so he sent troops north, and now the knights of the Mandalay family and the troops of Bolton were already fighting in the Horwood forest. Ser Rodric looked furious and annoyed: "I don't even take the feudal king seriously!" I will lead an army to arrest and punish the rebels on the orders of the Lord of Winterfell, but Robb has taken almost all of the army with him, and I have to be recruited again from the winter town...... Ah, this utter lunatic. ”

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Iger had heard about the Horwood family from the hundred soldiers Robb had sent to him, and it could be summed up in one sentence: a bloody affair caused by the lack of an heir.

The last male of the Horwood family has died, and he has left no heirs, and there is no clear heir to be found. This has led to neighbors and distant relatives alike having thoughts about the Horwood family property and its dependent territories, most notably the most recent ones being Fort Terror's and White Harbor.

Winter is coming, savages and strange ghosts are coming, and when the elite army in the north is pouring south, the remaining families will actually fight among themselves for territory...... This example made Iger truly feel the barbarism and chaos of this world, and more vividly demonstrated a truth: in the era of feudal lords who emphasized the ethics of the rules, how important it was to have a clear heir!

(Luce Burton's illegitimate son, isn't that Rams Snow.) Iger didn't have time to worry about other people's family affairs, only realized that another villain was about to appear, and immediately frowned: even if the plot has changed so dramatically, how can the villain who should be the first to come out and do bad things like the original plot?

Is this a matter of nature, or is there some other reason?

"It's really crazy, and it's crazy...... It's better to be dead. He agreed with Rodric's assessment of Rams, and then a thought quickly popped into his mind, "Sir, I declare in advance as a recruiter of the Night's Watch that the Great Wall doesn't want such people, and we don't want to sleep and have to guard against threats from those around us." ”

"Don't worry, even if you don't say it, I don't plan to let this kid live. Rodric shrugged and turned his head to look at Arya, who was sitting on another horse next to him. Because he hadn't seen him for a year and was wearing a big hood, the old knight didn't recognize his young lady, and quickly looked away: "Lord Chief Logistics Officer, it seems that there are quite a few northern soldiers in your team?"

"That's right, Robb sent them to follow my party and make sure Sir Jaime Lannister reached the Wall safely. Iger admitted: "These soldiers will continue to be at my disposal until the crisis of the Wildlings and the Strangers is over." ”

"I see, uh, Lord Logistician, let's discuss something, seconded some of these soldiers to my use, and wait until we take Horwood City, deal with that evil bastard of Burton, and then send them to report to you, you see, is it feasible?"

"This ......" Egger thought for a moment, there was an urgent need to call the northern soldiers in the north, and as an outsider, he didn't seem to find any reason to refuse. And to be honest, it is also a big expense to raise these 100 people, so he simply agreed: "Okay, Sir will just come to pick people later, and when things are settled, send them back to Houguan Town to report." ”

"Thank you very much, I'm worried that the soldiers who are temporarily conscripted don't have veteran belts, so they won't be useful. ”

"You're welcome, the Night's Watch and the North are one family, so it's up to you to help each other. Iger quietly took the initiative to say goodbye: "Then you are busy first, and you have something to do with Mrs. Stark, so you will go to the city first." ”

"Good. ”

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After settling the army in Wintertown, Egg re-entered the familiar and unfamiliar city of Winterfell with Arya and a few of his cronies.

After meeting Lady Caitlyn in the name of a visit, handing Arya back to her, and telling her to keep it quiet, one of the goals of the trip north was a success. Accepting the thanks and the treat, Iger took a walk around the castle.

Far from King's Landing, which is full of complexities and traps, now, in the political center of the north, within a radius of tens or hundreds of miles, are either his own men or his friends, and the worst of all are unrelated passers-by and the nobles of the valley who may hold a grudge against him...... There is no big man who can crush him with a finger, there is no potential enemy that he needs to tremble and fight to deal with, this kind of situation is clear, friend and foe are clear, and everything is under control, which is really good.

After taking a breath of the cool and clean northern air, I felt a sense of guilt as I relaxed: my own ease was based on throwing the entire burden of the Night's Watch industry to Nina, who earned money in the south and spent money in the north...... I don't know if this smart girl can handle it?

Just as he was thinking about his virtuous help, two thin figures suddenly appeared in the courtyard and walked straight towards Egg. The taller one was a young woman, slender and slender, with long brown hair tied back at the back of her head, her breasts as flat as a boy's, and her figure was not attractive, but her walking posture was elegant and light. The other, even shorter, was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen years old, dressed in green, and ...... from head to toe Even the leather of the boots is a forgiveness color.

"Hello, Chief Logistics Officer. The two young men walked up to the night watchman, and the older girl stared at him with green eyes, and greeted him with a smile and a friendly smile—just one sentence, dispelling the relaxed feeling that Iger had just had: "I'm Mera of the Reed family, and this is my brother Jiujian, and he heard of your arrival and wanted to see you...... Well, nice to meet you. ”

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