Bran unfastened his rope like a horse unsaddled and a bird regained its wings.

It was only when he unfastened the rope that he felt truly free.

Jory Kesso, the captain of the guard who was in charge of protecting Bran, had expected Bran to come down the spiral staircase of the Prime Minister's Tower, as he had done before, but this time Bran did not, and he climbed down the Prime Minister's Tower with his bare hands.

Jory Kesso was so frightened that his hands and feet went limp.

Although he and Harwyn had touched the walls of the Prime Minister's Tower with ropes tied to their waists, cleared the dust and weeds, and found the most powerful foothold and tie-up point, they could not climb it in one go, even with the help of ropes, and he and Harwyn took turns working and resting six times.

The Prime Minister's Tower is twice as tall as the tallest remnant tower in Winterfell, giving only the height of the King's Tower.

Bran had just climbed up, and there was no pause in between, and according to Bran's words, he climbed the tower as easily as everyone else walked, and there was no need to worry, but everyone would worry. Even when walking, there are times when you wrestle, let alone climbing towers.

Bran was now climbing down again, and untied the rope, and if he missed once, he would die.

Kesso, who was in charge of Bran's rope and iron hook, stood at the window at the top of the tower and watched Bran move down like a white shadow, and his legs went limp.

Oh my God, when Bran climbs down, he will never let Bran have another time, he swears in the name of the gods old and new.

It's too dangerous.

Before going up and down, Bran's strength will fail, and his hands and feet will become weak.

In order to avoid Kessel and Harwyn grabbing him from the window, Bran took a windowless path.

This made it impossible for Kessel to intercept him.

He ran to the top of the tower and lowered the rope downward, hoping that Bran would have a rope by his side when his hands and feet were weak.

However, it seemed to be a little late, and Bran was already a third of the way down.

He's got to be focused, he's got to be focused!

What should I do? Jory Kesso broke out in a cold sweat: Do I stay up there or go down to the garden? Do I continue to put the rope or not? The wind blew through the Prime Minister's Tower, and the white-clad Bran looked shaky.

Kesso closed his eyes, his palms and vests were all covered with cold sweat, and the intestines in his stomach were knotted one by one, which was very uncomfortable.

Oh my God, Bran, this is your promise to break the rules of the game first, and you broke it first...... When you are safe, I will never allow you to climb again, absolutely not......

Jory Kesso steadied the rope and stopped lowering it. If the rope is lowered, if Bran doesn't use it, the wind will blow the rope, which will cause more trouble for Bran......

Under the tower, Harwyn was still in the garden with two guards staring coldly at Prince Joffrey and his Lannister retinue. Joffrey's retinue was Queen Cersei's men, and the captain of the guard, Sidrick, followed Joffrey with four red cloaks. As for the hounds, today is his fake. He was given one day off every ten days, a special consideration he had requested since he was defeated by Arya's dance teacher at the Green Fork.

By the Green Fork River, in a life-and-death duel at the bonfire, Celio Friel finally pierced Sandor Clegane's calves, and the narrow sword was like a needle, making Sandor Clegan incapacitated, and in the end, Celio Friel only took Sandor Clegane's sword. This is actually more humiliating than killing him, the sword of the swordsman is higher than life, many knights will choose to commit suicide because they can't stand this humiliation, for full honor, but the hound chooses to bear this shame.

After that, the Hound made a request to his master, Cersei, for ten days and one day off, which Cersei approved. On the day when the hound rested, no one knew where he went, maybe he went to the girl's den, maybe he went to the beer house to pour out his sorrows, in short, his whereabouts were uncertain, mysterious, and it was a day of his own.

None of Cersei's other guards dared to follow Sandor Clegane, the hound, except for his brother Gregor Clegane. Cersei's red-cloaked guard, the Hound can cut four at a time.

The hounds rest on this day, and no one touches his moldy head, including Prince Joffrey. - The loyalty of the hounds is unquestionable.

Joffrey threw away his training sword, drew out Cedric's real sword, and with a single sword, sliced the leather wrapped around Bran's sword target. Harwin said, "Don't touch my young master's sword target. ”

Joffrey turned his head and smiled narrowly, "Big man, are you a sir?"

"I'm not, Eddard Stark hasn't made me a knight yet, but it's coming soon. Harwin said. Unlike Jory Kesso, Harwyn was a loyal, big, upright man.

"No, sir, you dare to order me to do this and that? I'm a prince, what are you? Believe it or not I told Cedric to behead you?"

Cedric and the four Red Cloaks immediately stepped forward, half-drew the hilt of their swords, and threatened Harwin.

Bran's wolf was not here, locked in Bran's room, because on several occasions Joffrey was disrespectful to Bran, and the wolf protector, bared his teeth and threatened Joffrey, and once he knocked Joffrey over, and the wolf's teeth came out, right in the prince's throat, and all the people turned pale with fright, Cersei and Joffrey were even more frightened, and after that incident, Joffrey did not dare to come out of his bedroom for several days.

But after that, Summer also got the fate of being locked in the room.

Bran could only take Summer out at night and run on the dry moat of the Red Keep.

Without summer here, Joffrey seemed to have forgotten the wolf's existence, and he flew again, even more than ever.

Harwyn was not a man of great wit, so he watched as Joffrey swung his sword and slashed Bran's target to pieces.

Bran on the Prime Minister's Tower climbed down like a little monkey, he was agile and fast, he knew every point on the outer wall of the Prime Minister's Tower, he heard the sound, Joffrey had already cut his sword target, he was still more than twenty meters above the ground.

Seeing the prince scattered, Bran, who was almost eight years old, actually calmed down, his movements were only faster, as if he had suddenly given birth to new strength.

Father Eddard Stark's words rang in his ears: Bran, although Joffrey is his father's adopted son, he is a prince, if he breaks your sword or spear target, it doesn't matter, father will ask someone to make you a better one.

Eddard Stark had already figured out that with Joffrey's character, he would come and destroy Bran's 'martial arts ground' sooner or later!

Bran wasn't afraid of Joffrey at all, even though Joffrey was taller than him.

Bran is not afraid of anything, knights are fearless, it is his firm creed!

Only by not being afraid of anything can you become a true knight.

As for the knight's oath, Bran has memorized it perfectly.

As Bran descended to the ground from the other side of the Prime Minister's Tower, Prince Joffrey was boredoming the tip of his sword over the eyes and nose of the big Harwin, as if to study that the sword was easier to pierce in the eye.

To his annoyance, the stone men of the North didn't have the slightest fear in their eyes.

Then Joffrey's sword fell lightly into Harwin's face: "Soldier, I will give you a word, a foolish word. Joffrey's smile widened.

An S-shaped line of blood immediately appeared on the left side of Halwin's face.