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CHAPTER 86
286 AC
Aermir's words and explanations made some sense, but it makes no sense to act immediately on the word of a single child. Even if everything he said was true, should I prepare the North before telling Robert? If I did that, I would be breaking my vow. It means I have betrayed my king and my friend; I cannot do that.
"Aermir, although I believe what you're saying, I can't act until others confirm this. Rodrik, send your best scouts to investigate Blazewater Bay and Stony Shore.
POV MC
A complete waste of time, but I can understand the Lord. No matter how much he trusts me, he cannot start war preparations on the words of a child. If the roads were open, it would take about a month for the scouts to go there, but the roads are covered with about one meter of snow, and it is not possible for them to go over The Rills. In this weather, it is impossible for ordinary people to cross the mountains as I did; they will freeze.
So, they have to go over Barrowton using Kingsroad. It takes them about 2-3 months just to reach the coastal areas, they don't have magic powers like me, so it will take them about three months to explore the entire coastline because they can't search from a bird's eye view. Moving through the forests in this weather will be torture for them.
It will take them at least nine months to a year to bring back the news. In this time, wet rats would have done many more wood runs along the coast. After that, whatever I said didn't reach Lord Stark's ears, and he was adamant in his opinion and wanted to wait for the scouts. He sent me out, and they continued talking.
The next day I met with Robb and Jon; they had grown up a bit. Their talks started changing from swords and fighting to racing, hunting, and girls. Puberty was a bitch, and I couldn't say I was looking forward to experiencing it a second time. After catching up and some sword fighting, they got bored because I wiped the floors with them. While Robb was on the ground taking deep breaths, he abruptly stood up and said.
"I bow before the mighty Aermir Drasil "The Bane" and destroyer of bandits, protector of the smallfolk."
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I did a fake bow and said
"Fuck you kindly, My lord."
"Did you just debase my son and your young lord, commoner!"
I have no idea where it came from, but Lady Catelyn suddenly appeared beside us, and Robb quickly straightened himself up. Meanwhile, Jon was slowly escaping to the side to be inconspicuous, and Jon could see clearly that Lady Stark's wrath was directed at me. Robb tried to defend me by saying.
"Mother, we were messing around and playing. Please don't take anything said seriously."
Lady Stark looked at Jon and me with disdain and said.
"I'm already angry at the people you've already kept by your side, and I can't understand why your father would allow you to befriend these bastards. A bastard and a commoner are not suitable friends for the future lord."
I met Lady Stark's gaze defiantly as Jon lowered his head sadly, looking for a hole to enter.
"I asked you a question, commoner? I heard your father was a bastard, too. Hmph, the bastard's son is of unclean blood, after all. Guards seize this common thug. It is a speck of dirt in the name of knights for you to be a squire."
While the guards around us started to surround me, I couldn't contain the anger that rose like boiling water, and suddenly I lost control of my mana and shouted.
"MY LADY!!"
My shout was no different than thunder, as my voice was mixed with mana. That shout shook all of Winterfell. I could see Lady Stark and the guards around me getting goosebumps, and it was like I could see their bones tremble. Everyone was frozen like a statue, and many people were slowly gathering where we were because of the ruckus.
"My lady, you can rant about me all you want. I would never disrespect you because you are my friend's mother and Lady of Winterfell, but if you try to dishonor my father. I will not stay silent.
I could see that she was red with anger.
"Such an insolence, guards; what are you waiting for? Arrest him and punish him for disrespecting the Lord's family."
POV LADY STARK
How can a child have such a terrifying voice? Being a bastard and having a bastard's blood is a sin, as The Seven said. It's not enough for me to be careful so that a bastard doesn't steal what my son deserves. I also have to stay on guard because of this monster. How can a 12 name-day old kid kill hundreds of bandits? Even Dragonknight and Sir Arthur Dayne weren't such great warriors at this age. This was a great opportunity; before I missed this opportunity, I had to take him down a few pegs.
"What is the punishment for such a crime?"
The guard next to me said hesitantly.
"Ten floggings or lashing, my lady but lord stark has to decide this."
I knew for sure that Ned would not impose a severe punishment on this bastard's blood.
"We can't keep bothering him with the punishment of a commoner when Lord Stark has more important matters to do, and in his absence, it's up to me to punish the wicked."
After I said that, the commoner said.
"If you let me say my piece, I will accept 20 lashings."
He was still defiant; I started to hate him with everything I had. But he was overestimating his physical prowess. After a few lashings, he will beg it to be stopped.
"I allow it."
POV MC
I continued to infuse my voice with mana. It was like I was talking through a megaphone.
"This is The North! The seven has no voice here, The Lord might have built a sept so his wife could pray, but it does not mean we, the believers of old gods, had welcomed the corrupt seven here."
Some of the crowd started to cheer in agreement.
"Aye!"
"Seven has no place here!"
" In the North and in the eyes of old gods, there is no difference between a trueborn and baseborn because they didn't want to be born. Yes, because honor and old gods demand we stay true to our spouses, but it never meant that being a bastard is a sin!"
At this moment, Rodrik and Lord Stark came to the training grounds and said.
" For the love of old gods, What the hell is going on here?"