His wife Snow had the impression that the Viking men were beating and scolding, and in the same way, the Viking women were ruthless, took out their axes directly, and after roaring heroically, they chased the men and cut them down.

After the luncheon, Snow returned to the Viking crowd outside the hall, all of whom were warriors protecting him. But at the moment, they are working hard.

Sweat drips, life essence spills, and the bearer gets a few silver coins. Snow had seen too much of these situations and felt no shame at all.

The adoptive mother said, "Just get used to everything."

"Ah...... Call...... Boy, why are you here?"

"My father said to take me to the nearest cemetery. My father looks completely different from the Dan people, and his face is clean and not a little gray. ”

"That's not nonsense, we have blood on our faces and cocoons in our hands, we need to fight with our lives, and your father just needs to sit and wait for someone to hand in the contribution." After venting their strength, the Vikings picked up the wine bag and chewed on the poisonous mushroom.

"Ready, let's get together." Snow knew that he was a hostage, and he had to be followed wherever he went. The aristocrat has his own mission, he has known it since he was a child.

Before leaving to get into the carriage, he saw the princess being taken down, and he remembered that he had gone out with the dragon boat two and a half years ago, and had seen the princess once in the city of London.

"That woman is so good-looking, I really want to have a soul duel with her." Some old soldiers opened their yellow tones and glanced at Snow again: "What do you kid look at, you miss a woman"

"I remembered a girl who was older than me, and they called her Irene, my brother's fiancée, and the daughter of this princess." That cute girl with a little tiger teeth, Snow often thought of it after she took the candy from her hand.

"It is said that your brother has gone to heaven, and if you work hard, you may be able to become the king of England."

"Yes, when you become king, we will be your great knights, no, under the Viking kingdom, we are your Yar, how about it" Snow didn't speak, his carriage passed through the king, and the soldiers around him sighed, this place is really rich, 20,000, 30,000 full of chimneys and towers, and carts from all over the country to transport paper and wool.

"Will this be my country?" he asked himself. When passing by the cathedral, the ceremonial hearts of the Vikings rushed, ravens, blood sacrifices, tattoos...... He suddenly wanted to let out a roar.

This is a kind of Dan etiquette, after meeting, the louder you roar, the more friendly it is. But when it comes to Great Britain, there is only calmness, calmness, and distancing.

King's Landing's inland rivers also brought with them the smell of the sea, but not as salty as the North Sea Ocean, and the smell here was unfamiliar to him.

The carriage traveled for three hours one after another, and it was not until evening that the group arrived at the cemetery of the first princess. Oran buried his wife in the middle of King's Landing, not in the family cemetery, which would henceforth be his own resting place.

The cemetery was dreary, with no life at all, only grave keepers, flowers, dried fruits, and torches. When some Dan people go to meet their ancestors, they bring a lot of wine and food, and they drink directly, singing, nostalgic for the past, and enjoy the present.

Snow was ordered to bring a bouquet of flowers to the middle of the cemetery. Martial arts is his talent, but he is not good at literature, the local new English, can speak, listen and write, and it takes a long time to piece together the memory in his brain before he can see the words engraved on it clearly.

One line reads: Mistress of the Kingdom, Oran's most beloved wife. Snow knelt down, and there was an icon of God two hundred meters to his left hand.

Orlan prayed, chanting the word, and Snow followed. The Viking warriors who controlled themselves also took out their crosses.

Ever since Orlan cooperated with the Dans, the faith of God has poured in, and these Danes have come to Britain to worship God, and they have become the blood of sea wolves when they get on the ship.

After about half an hour of prayer, Oran stopped and rested in the pavilion next to the cemetery. Only Malmu's relatives and Adesha are accepted here.

Snow understood, and today his father considered himself an older brother. During dinner, Snow skillfully uses chopsticks, making Orlan look sideways and ask, "You usually eat like this"

"Lagertha's mother said that this is the tradition of the British nobles, let me learn."

"She's better and more purposeful than your birth mother."

"For me, there is no superiority, they are all my closest people."

"You Can Learn the Seven Books of Theology"

"I learned a book and a half, but I can sing a lot of Viking Sakya poetry."

"Have you ever killed someone?"

"Helping Blood Eagle once, I was so scared that I cried for a month."

"Don't be afraid, all the things you have been obsessed with will eventually become dispensable pastimes, and all the things you are afraid of will eventually make you grow."

"Can I call you a father?"

"Today."

"One day, will there be a conflict between the Dan and the British, I don't want to see it."

"You are eight years old, nine years old, you speak and think differently than other brothers, there is no answer to this kind of question, you have to remember, don't put your hopes in the thoughts of others, you have dissatisfaction, extravagance, you go to that place." That's how education is done in Oran.

But Snow, who had seen Lagertha's various rough educations, was not uncomfortable at all. His countenance was as calm as water, like a wide stream, stirred up only by a violent influx of the sea.

"Let's play chess, your brother is very talented, I'll see if you have it" Snow won't, Orlan picked up every piece and introduced the move.

"The king, noble beings, all must protect him and respect him. His queen is like the moon in heaven. ”

"Bishop, the king's third hand, do whatever the king doesn't want to do, knight, the king's sword, help him cut off his enemies."

"Infantry, the cornerstone of the kingdom, you have to exchange countless soldiers for what you want." ----------------- Orlan said it again, and Snow remembered it and began to do as he pleased.

Orlan doesn't shout tired, Snow doesn't complain, this alternative family fun, the two of them last until morning.

The light of the morning rose, and Oran finished the last plate: "I will give you a fief, your brothers have it, a village of a hundred people, you are the village head." ”

"I'm going back to the Dan area."

"No need now, your adoptive mother will kneel at my feet as long as I want."

"You're so ruthless."

"A father's words and deeds will affect his children for a lifetime, and what I teach you now is honesty. You are good, the tradition of the barbarians, makes you strong. But that's not enough, I'm going to train you to be a great knight, and you're going to learn a lot. Snow didn't understand why his father was suddenly like this, but he was very happy in his heart, and there was an inexplicable warmth.

The children were released when they were vulnerable, and now they have to start recycling and beating them one by one. Eight or nine years old is just the right time to educate and rebuild their faith.

There may be some father-son affection, but Snow grew up in the Danren area, and his mother was only a concubine of the former king of Galloway, and his bloodline was too low.

Snow's expression fell on Orlan's eyes, no matter how calm a child is, he is just a child. Servants, toys, food, swords, adventures, poetry, drama, there's always something he likes.

Snow was taken away by the British, and the Viking warriors returned empty-handed, and Oran told Lagertha to ask someone to come over herself.

And Snow, really received a village. On the other side of a mountain, after five days with his father, Snow left King's Landing, went to Damburgh, and went north, over a large mountain, near Edinburgh.

In winter, the snow is very deep, and it is a snow valley territory. Orlan is going to inspect the north and takes Snow with him, along with Robb, who will return to the north.

The village leaders of the two are not far apart, and the village managed by Robb, which was given by Oran two years ago, now has more than 170 people.

Snow first made his way through Robb's territory, where he heard the villagers calling him Lord Eagle. But my father didn't seem to care at all, didn't ask anything, and stopped for a long time before leaving.

When the sun sets on the mountain peaks, the fog half disperses, and the ancient man-made walkway is revealed, people pass by here, and time seems to stop flowing.

It's like a dream. It is surrounded by baronies, Robb's land, which belongs to her mother's name, and does not have any knightly villages.

Oran said, "From now on, this piece is yours."

"The knight on the other side of the mountain." After this day, Snow got this name.