The castle of Mistemmer is further north than all the northern castles, and in cold years, even in summer, there is a light snow flying. But it is also dependent on the moisture of the snow, the land here is very fertile, the farmers who live here, do not work much, and there will be a good harvest after a year, and the oak forests, cedar forests and wild beasts that live in them are all specialties here.

Thanks to these beasts, the hunters of Mithmel were among the best in the north, and every year there were various hunting competitions, and the good ones were drawn into the army by the Grand Duke - these were the main force of Mithmeli's army, and it was completely different from the way other lords recruited troops in the homes of the farmers.

The Northland knights who lived here were also different from the rest of the world - they were rough, bold and as sharp as wild beasts, they fought with heavy swords and shields, and they could wear javelins, and some of them were gifted with bows and arrows, and they often wore only thin chain mail, but the fur coats and fur coats they often wore were so thick that ordinary bows and arrows did not even want to shoot through them.

For the northerners who live here, maybe the orcs are indeed very dangerous, but the danger is close at hand, the barbarians of the Misty Mountains. Legend has it that these barbarians are all cross-bringed descendants of ancient werewolves and cavemen, and that they are mixed with the blood of northerners, and their "ancestors" are also one of the enemies of the human emperor Aragorn.

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In the hall of Mixmai Castle, the northern knights with large swords and swords stood in groups around the hall, and several attendants who were responsible for adding firewood to the fireplace in the hall stood behind the pillars on both sides with bundles of charcoal.

The Grand Duke of Brennus sat high under the falcon banner facing the gate, and the not luxurious oak chaise longue was draped in a full bear skin, which looked extremely warm, so that the elderly Grand Duke had already fallen asleep comfortably because he was sitting there, squinting his eyes,

And Aaron, who was sitting in a small chair under his left hand, coughed slightly embarrassed twice, and patted his father's hand: "Father, the messenger has left. ”

"Of course I know he's gone, do you want you to tell me this?" the Grand Duke raised his eyes and said slowly, "You think I'm old?"

Of course, this is also true. The Grand Duke shrugged his shoulders and shook his head with some emotion: "The old lion gave up his seat to his son, and that's it." But Best! That old Best, who even I didn't dare to say victorious, hung up so easily! I didn't even say hello, which was really chilling. ”

Aaron pursed his lips as he listened, but didn't say much. For the various disputes and grievances between these older generations, sometimes it is better not to know too much.

"But this little Best is indeed a bit unexpected. Archduke Brenus continued: "I have always thought that he was very useless, but it seems that some people do know how to write more than to use a sword. ”

"The knights of Severcro, the El Commander, have sent someone to deliver the news. A group of refugees from the south was entering the Mistermas territory, numbering about eight thousand, and two others were already entering the territory of Salion and the Romans, hoping that the Brennus would lend a helping hand. Aaron took out a note from his coat pocket and read it to the Grand Duke: "The magistrates of the castles and manors in the south have discovered these refugees and asked us for advice on how to solve them." ”

"You want to ask my opinion for such a trivial matter, you are my son!" the Grand Duke asked rhetorically, "even the son of Old Best can manage the castle well, and the Brenus family cannot be worse than theirs!"

"Now that there are so many good knights in the castle, and there is a bachelor worthy of your trust, you still have to ask me what to do?!" the boss drew around the hall with his right hand, "Now I want you to ask them what to do, not me, and don't forget that one day you will also sit on this chair!"

"Old Mormont was always at the service of Brenus of Mistermael. A bald old man in a gray linen robe walked out and bowed slightly: "I will try to help Aaron." ”

"I'll leave it to you. The old duke stood up, lifted his waist and put on his cloak, and strode out of the middle of the way out of the way of the knights, and took with him the best knight commander.

"Follow me, Jorah. Let's see if we can still hunt a big guy like a black bear today!"

"Maybe reindeer hunting is a good option, duke. The knight chief, who was not a few years younger than the Grand Duke, nodded slightly, and then followed: "A pair of high-quality antlers can be given as a gift to the new Count Severcro." ”

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"Maybe you're a little overwhelmed right now, but that's your obligation. The bald Maester Mormont saw Aaron's hesitation and embarrassment, and stepped forward to persuade: "Besides, you will inherit the title sooner or later." ”

"Nothing, just a little nervous. Aaron smiled reluctantly, wrapped himself around the big coat behind him, and sat down in his father's place, looking squarely at these knights loyal to the Brenus family, without the slightest timidity.

"We have to take these people, even if it's for our own sake, and I'm sure you know very well how much damage displaced people can cause. Aaron said in a deep voice: "They will gather in the mountains and forests, rob the merchants, and destroy the farmland, so rescue and repossession are necessary. ”

"Maester Mormont, please have someone count how much stale grain is left in Mistermai's granary. Aaron commanded: "Mithmak will contribute half of the money, and the remaining half will be for the gentlemen to help, and in my father's name, all the estates and towns must provide the refugees with the food they need on the road, at least to meet the minimum needs." ”

"Your kindness is truly touching, but let me have to say it. A knight standing by the fire came out, his voice as loud as a brass bell: "Even if we can provide food for these people for a while, the outcasts are still outcasts, and the castle cannot always provide for them." ”

"Then give them a place to live. Aaron turned his gaze to the bald old man beside him, "Is there any land in the territory that needs to be cultivated?"

"I think there should be a lot more ice sheets in the north. The old bachelor shrugged his shoulders: "The estates there generally live by herding sheep and hunting, and there are very few people in the highlands who know how to farm. But the road is long and very cold, and those who are used to it in the south may not be able to adapt to it. ”

"Then just bring the young people there, and if you have a family, it's even better. Aaron thought for a moment and said, "If the elderly know how to write, they can keep it in the manor further south, and the rest can arrange for them to herd sheep or horses for the castle, and it can also alleviate the problem of lack of manpower." ”

"Then do as you wish. The bachelor nodded, then raised his head to look at the knight: "All the places used to store grain, Mistermai Castle will subsidize it, I believe everyone will not have any complaints, right?"

"Oh, of course not!" the Knight of the Brass Bell nodded, "May the Radiant Cross always bless Brennus!"

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In a wooded area outside the castle, the chief knight of Chorah was busy lighting a fire, while the old duke rolled up his sleeves and bled and skinned a freshly caught reindeer, and removed a pair of intact antlers.

"You know, Jorah. Sometimes time is really scary. While the old duke was busy, he said to the chief knight behind him: "It makes people old, it makes people cowardly, and it makes people easy to get sick and die." ”

"Because old Best?"

"Yes, that's worrying!" the old duke nodded, "I can't even imagine what Aaron would do if I died?"

"Hehehe. The knight chief smiled, the tip of the sword in his hand spun sharply, and the dry firewood caught fire: "You should trust him, and he has proven his abilities as well." Under his leadership, Mithmael's army was unconvinced. It's not because Aaron is your son, it's because he's capable and never arrogant!"

"He'll be a good commander, but not a good lord. The Duke sighed, threw the knife aside and turned to look at Jorah: "Sometimes, I think it's better to let you inherit the title, you are also my father's son, my brother, and I can trust you." ”

"But I am Jorah, your father's illegitimate son, and if I inherit the title, the newly submitted lords will immediately rebel. Jorah smiled self-deprecatingly: "Besides, I'm not a few years younger than you." ”

"Okay, let's not talk about that. The old duke waved his hand: "I plan to pass the throne to Aaron in a little while-although I still can't trust him, but who made him my son?

"A few days ago, I met an old man who claimed to be from Fort Kainie, who said that my end was near, and that a war was about to be decided in the north, and that if the war was lost, humanity would perish. The old duke smiled and said, "If that's the case, then I think Best's death may be the beginning of it all!"

"The future is uncertain and looks difficult. The Grand Duke's voice grew deeper and deeper: "The comfortable life has passed for too long, and the silence before the great war has become uneasy. ”

"I will always follow you, Brennus, my lord my brother. Jorah got down on one knee: "Until the end of the abyss!"

(Welcome to participate in the dragon set activities, as well as investigation activities, at present, there are still more people who choose the feudal system, but there are also many imperial ones, and the most surprising thing to me is why there are many people who choose the republic?)

According to Zuihou's vote, the government of the future empire will be decided. Of course, the book is not the end of Theodore's reign, and if so, Sora will be the first to be dissatisfied—it's too boring, and there are still a lot of stories to tell.

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