Theon saw a centipede-like scar on Joffrey's arm through the gap in the sleeve of Joffrey's raised hand, and Theon's heart moved slightly.

Only a very cruel injury will form a centipede-like twisted scar where the skin and muscles have grown after the injury is healed.

Joffrey had experienced something terrible, and I could think of it from the little scar that was exposed.

Theon ate something in his mouth, but it tasted like chewing wax, and he couldn't taste anything. Whatever you drink in your mouth is as light as water. His mind crossed the sea, flew across the tundra, and went south along the neck to find Robb Stark and Will......

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Between the rivers, on the banks of the Green Fork River, the northern army camp stretches for miles.

Under the banner of the terrifying skinners, there is a huge tent with the image of the skinners, and at the entrance of the tent, a beautiful carpet is laid to give an idea of the luxury inside the tent.

Luce Bolton was a very particular man, and it was quiet around his tent, and the soldiers had risen early, but no one made any noise. It's a miracle that everyone walks without making a sound.

However, there are always exceptions.

The sound of footsteps sounded on the marching path outside Luce Burton's big tent, and Luce Burton's little eyes, which were lying comfortably on the bed, narrowed slightly, his eyes were small, his horse face, his lips were thin, and his skin was very well maintained. The fingers of one pair of hands are slender, and the nails are trimmed short and clean at all times.

His face was also cleanly shaved, and his pointed chin was smooth and rounded, almost reflecting the light. His hair is also short, but it is well-cut and looks like it has been carefully trimmed.

In the early morning, Luce Burton enjoyed this rare time the most, and he just slept until he woke up naturally, and his mind was at the most awake time of the day. He had gotten into the habit of thinking about some very important things during this time, and his rule was known to all his men to keep no noise around his tent until he got up, whether you were walking or carrying water.

However, the footsteps came straight towards his tent, which made Luce Bolton frown slightly. He couldn't imagine how many people dared to come into his tent at this time.

If it was the herald, there would have been no footsteps of several people, and the herald would have been stopped by Luce Burton's men, who would have to wait outside for a while.

If other noble generals come over, they will also be blocked.

It's the rule.

Luce Burton has always been polite to his subordinates, and he is also very polite and educated. Throughout the year, none of the subordinates could see Luce Burton when he was angry, let alone hear him yelling out of anger.

Anything, it seems as if Luce Burton would never lose his temper. Those who simply broke his rules either disappeared for no apparent reason, or were skinned by Luce Burton, and the human skins were propped up and hung in the winds on the gatehouse of the castle. If the weather and mood are good, the skinned and bloody people are also hung in large characters on high flagpoles. If you pass under the flagpole, you can still hear the man's indistinct moans. If there is nothing, it is intermittent and creepy.

Luce Bolton slowly rose from his *******, and the sound of his motley and powerful footsteps entered, and a voice rang out: "Sir Bolton, it's time to get up!"

It was the voice of Will the Night Watch.

Will, the Night's Watchman, his cunning, his martial arts, and his courage have impressed all the noble generals of the North during the War in the West, and he is now the deputy commander of the so-called coalition forces of the North and the Great Wall, second only to Robb Stark in power and status. However, Luce Burton does not believe that Robb Stark is actually above Will, on the contrary, Luce Bolton believes that Will is actually commanding Robb Stark.

He is the true heart and soul of this army, and Robb is his helper.

Luce Bolton replied, "Wait, Lord Will, I'll be right away!"

His voice was soft, as if he was talking to someone close to him.

This is the way Luce Bolton speaks, and it has always been, even in the midst of loud and laughing occasions, he speaks softly. His eyes are always fixed on people, without showing any emotion, and you will have the illusion that he is not looking at you at all.

Even if you sit at the same table with Luce Burton, if you can sit at a large long table that can seat dozens of people, many people often can't hear him. If it was a meeting chaired by Luce Burton, everyone would have to pay full attention and hold their breath to hear his voice.

Will may not have heard Luce Burton in the big tent outside, for footsteps were coming towards Luce Burton's small tent.

Luce Burton's tent was large, with a large living room for guests and a small bedroom for himself to sleep and rest.

He is very particular, he will never live with his knights and guards, he will not sleep on the carpet casually, he is very particular, from talking and doing things to dressing and eating, he is very particular about everything, and doing things, talking, dressing and eating are also gentle, giving people a strange sense of unreality.

Will opened Luce Burton's tent and saw Luce Burton motionless in Chuangshang.

Luce Burton had developed the habit of half-lying ******* thinking about things in the early morning, and he didn't want to move even if Robb Stark himself came.

"You may be seated, Lord Will. Luce Bolton said, his voice soft. If it weren't for the people looking at him, you would have thought that these words came out of the mouth of a shy and unconfident young man.

Robb Stark told Will in no uncertain terms that as long as he stood with Luce Burton, he was cold, he was afraid of this man, and he couldn't give a reason.

It's just that Robb has been raised by Eddard Stark to be the heir of Winterfell since he was a child, and he has been well trained to control his emotions without a trace, and no one can see that Robb is afraid of Luce Burton. It is a feeling deep in the heart, and it belongs only to emotion, not to reason.

Will stood in the doorway, lifted the curtain with his hand, and said, "Lord Luce Burton, do you have a raven?"

"Yes, sir. ”

"I'm going to take your raven and the raven master with you. ”

"Why?" said Luce Burton, his voice still amiable and polite. The only downside is that the sound is a little too soft.

"For the needs of military intelligence. ”

"Are all the jazz ravens going to be gathered?"

"Yes, centralized, under the unified management of the Commander's Raven Fellow. ”

"Yes, my lord, I obey orders. Luce Bolton said. The eyes he stared at Will were a transparent amber color, and there was no emotion in them.

"I still need two hundred of your best soldiers. Will said again.

"Oh, are there any secret military operations?"

"Each noble general must draw two hundred elite soldiers from his own ranks to form the elite assault regiment of the coalition. ”

"Oh, then, who is the commander of this army?" said Ruce Burton, in a light tone, his voice soft.

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