Bite!

There was a crunch.

A silver light from the slash sparked on Harris's wrist.

Harris's dagger changed direction and stabbed through the hound's neck, sending a line of blood out of the hound's neck.

The hounds escaped.

Harris was furious and refused to give up, turning his wrist around and stabbing the hound in the neck again.

Bite!

Another crunch.

A thin, narrow, and bright sword was still on Harris's wrist armor.

It was a subtle force that deformed Harris's movements again, and the dagger slid over the hound's neck.

The hound did not die twice, hurriedly lowered his head and escaped from Harris's grasp, rolled on the spot, grabbed the long sword on the ground, and slashed at Harris's thin neck armor.

Ding Ding Ding!

Three crunching sounds.

The narrow sword clicked on the hound's knee, bracer, and sword body, blocking the hound's forward step, the sword deformed, and the long sword slashed into the air.

The hound controlled the sword variant and attacked again, and a bright narrow sword pointed at his throat: "Don't move, my lord." The king has an order, and they all stop. ”

The hound raised his sword and did not dare to move again.

He didn't even see how the narrow sword had stabbed him.

Harris hurried over, the dagger in his hand stabbed the hound in the face.

Ding Ding Ding!

A dense crunch.

The tip of the narrow sword was crooked and dagger was clicked on each side of Harris's neck armor, and the impact of the tip of the sword and the neck armor made Harris's neck very uncomfortable.

"Knight, the king ordered to stop. ”

Harris was still trying to move, when the tip of the narrow sword suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, like a cold star.

"Stop, my lord, the king has twice ordered. ”

The words of the master of the narrow sword were as relaxed as if he were walking among the flowers or enjoying the scenery in the field. There is no tension.

Just now, when the king ordered him to stop, the knights of the north rushed out to ask Harris, and Arya followed suit to save her good friend.

The swordsmanship teacher Silio was still smiling, but when he saw Arya rushing out, her toes were forceful, and her body was fluttering, she grabbed in front of Arya, and the narrow sword at her waist was unsheathed, and said, "Arya, be careful." ”

He didn't care about others, and he was afraid that his disciples would get hurt in this chaos.

The master and apprentice didn't get along for long, but Celio liked Arya, a wild boy he had never seen before, not afraid of hardship, not afraid of pain, not afraid of tiredness, even adult men could endure unbearable pain, she could endure it, and said nothing.

This is one of the best disciples that the gods have given him, without one.

The water dance is also suitable for slender and feminine women. Although the wild boy is not feminine.

The dance of water does not win by strength, but only by skill.

"Celeo......" Arya shouted.

Cyrio didn't look back, he understood the disciple's anxious mood from Arya's cry, if he didn't help the disciple with this, this wild boy would definitely not say a word to him for a long time.

Arya is a girl who can do it.

Siri slid as light as the wind, and with his other hand pushed Arya back, and he came first, rushing in front of all the Northern Knights to save Harris.

However, although he arrived, his narrow sword could not resist the hound's volley.

The narrow sword does not win by strength, but only by skill.

The power of the hound's leap, Silio had no way to use his strength, he was about to knock Harris away, but Harris was already standing firm, his arm raised high, relying on his armor, and resisting the hound's volley.

So Silio smiled and stopped. He knew the pride of the Knight of the North, and chose to resist hard and not dodge, if he bumped into Harris, he would offend Harris's proud chivalry.

By the time Harris resisted the hound's volley, drew his dagger and ended the hound's life, the king was furious. It's just that Harris, in anger and hatred, did not hear the king's second order, and the king who was standing tall and mighty, with hair like a halberd, shouted in a deep voice: "Seven layers of hell, do you all take the king's order as bullshit? I will cut off all of you, and stop me!"

The king roared and was furious, Ed and the others hurriedly knelt down on one knee, the knights and nobles of the northern realm knelt in a circle, and all the accompanying courtiers knelt. Except for Queen Cersei, Prince Joffrey, Harris, the hunting dog in the fight, and the sword teacher, the rest of them all got down on one knee.

The king was a man of extremely sensitive self-esteem, and the king's authority was supreme, and both the Hound and Harris ignored the king's order to stop, and King Robert was furious in front of so many court courtiers and knights and nobles of the North.

King Robert won the country with bravery, and the hammer Eddard Stark used back then was barely able to pick it up, and his bravery can be imagined, although sixteen years have passed, he has been blessed, but the lion is angry, and the majesty is still there, not to mention that he is a real king.

Harris was pointed at the narrow sword of Silio in the eyeballs, and returned to his senses, only to find that the whole audience was silent, all the people had already knelt down on one knee, and the hound had also knelt down, and the king stood at the top, glaring at him angrily, and the queen on one side sat down, looking at him with a playful smile, and Prince Joffrey looked angry, and said, "Father, he despises the royal law, and should cut off his head." ”

Harris hurriedly threw away the dagger and knelt down on one knee, not daring to look up.

The swordsmanship teacher also circled the narrow sword, turned around, knelt down on one knee in front of the king, lowered his head, and saw Arya gesturing to him in the corner of his eyes, this wild boy kneeling on one knee in front of the angry king also had so many small movements, and Celio could see that Arya was praising his swordsmanship out of the corner of his eye.

His pride rose like the sea.

I'm the first swordsman of the Sea King of Braavos, haha, I'm the famous Celio Friel. Boy, it's your blessing that you can find me as a teacher, but well, I can find you a wild boy, and the remuneration is still more than ten times that of teaching others, which is not bad, haha!

Celio tilted his head slightly, and winked at Arya's right eye.

Arya grinned. She hid behind Jon Snow, her body was small, and the king couldn't see it when she made a little move.

Silio was proud in his heart, his water dancing swordsmanship was like a god, fast as the wind, and it was natural for people like Hound and Harris to do rough work, he looked to the side to see if there was any other person to worship, and then he saw the dwarf kneeling next to Sir Roderick Kesso, the dwarf kneeling did not prevent him from looking around, he was too short, this was the advantage.

Celio saw the gnome thumbs up on him.

Celeo was proud.

"All right, all right, get up!" said the king, impatiently, and threw his massive body back into his chair, which groaned.

Eddard Stark stood up, Catelyn stood up, the nobles of the North stood up, the knights stood up, the king's courtiers stood up, and finally, everyone stood up. Tyrion stood up as well, but he didn't seem to be much different from his kneeling height.

"Joffrey, take care of the dog the Lannisters sent you. ”

The hound knelt down again, bowed his head, and did not dare to say anything.

The king could cut off his head with a single word. However, he is from the Lannisters, and Her Majesty the Queen is here.

"Harris, you have good swordsmanship, and you know you want to avenge that unfortunate knight, but that's the end of the whole thing. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. Harris said as he knelt down on one knee again and pressed his hand on his left chest.

"Who's that? That short guy? What's your name?"

"Your Majesty, his name is Syrio Friel, Arya's sword teacher. Ed smiled.

"Oh, the swordsmanship is good, but it looks like dancing, a sissy, but teach Arya, well, Arya is a girl - hey, Syrio Freel, your swordsmanship is very good, but the sword is too thin and too narrow, think about my warhammer back then, haha, Ed can barely hold it, that's the weapon that real men use to fight. ”

Ed smiled and said, "Your Majesty, among the Seven Kingdoms, who can still have the courage you had back then!"

"Haha, hahaha, Ned, you don't slap my ass. Whoever comes, give a reward of fifty golden dragons to Silio. Robert's mood suddenly improved.

Celeor was overjoyed, knelt down on one knee, and pressed his hand on his left chest: "Thank you for the reward from His Majesty the King!"

Arya snaps applause!

Syrio winked imperceptibly at Arya's right eye.