Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Lin En looked at the red-haired boy squatting in front of him and gently lifted his hair with his hand, "Who did you serve before?"

"Lord Aenys, Ser Aenys Frey." The red-haired boy said vaguely.

Linn raised his eyebrows slightly, "Old Walder's..."

"Third son, sir." the red-haired boy said.

"So," Linn looked at the red-haired boy with admiration, "you know the Frey family very well?"

"Of course, Lord Inis asks me to remember it every day." The red-haired boy looked up at Linn flatteringly.

"Okay..." Linn praised with satisfaction, "Tell me," he pinched the boy's chin, "Stefren's eldest son Lyman, his son, and his daughter."

"As you wish," the red-haired boy replied obediently, "Sir Lyman has a daughter, Pia Frey."

"How old?" Lin En held the boy's red hair.

"Just seventeen years old..." the boy replied.

"Lyman also has another son named..." Linn paused and said.

"Petyr, his name is Petyr, Petyr Frey." The boy said quickly, feeling his scalp hurt.

Linn suddenly laughed and muttered, "Petyr Frey? Just this name shows that life should not be long." He thought of Littlefinger.

"Is that Miss Pia Frey... pretty?" Lynn asked.

"It's quite pretty... If you like it, you should go find the beautiful Watta. Oh no, this Watta has already been fucked by Black Walder. The most beautiful one in Twins City is Miss Roslin. She..." Then the red-haired The boy's mouth was gagged.

"Don't talk nonsense," Lynn said, "Pia Frey...a nice name."

There was only the sound of joy in the room.

…

Locke shook his head. He looked at Robert Royce with disdain. His face did not have the flattering expression he had shown before when he faced the Frey family. "Your Duke should remember that the Twins City can be defeated mostly by us."

Robert frowned, "The Duke will not forget anyone's contribution."

"We won't leave, and the golden dragon can't send us away." Locke looked at Jon Grafson, who was standing next to Robert. He thought to himself that the beautiful girl from the Frey family hadn't even gotten it yet, so he had to fight so hard. It's a battle, and I can't give up everything.

"We can talk about the money again, but the mercenaries need to leave, otherwise I will repay Duke Attis." Jon Grafson stared into Locke's eyes. He did not want to trouble the Duke with this matter, but he used his name to press it. He is not incompetent at all.

"The respected Duke Attis is my employer. Of course we listen to him, but he is not the only employer we have." Locke said without fear, facing Grafson's gaze directly.

Jon Grafson glanced at Locke. He didn't expect these mercenaries to be so bold. He opened his mouth and didn't know what to say.

Luo Ba winked, and the valley soldiers around him stepped forward one after another, holding their spears diagonally in front of them, making neat and solemn sounds.

"Damn it!" Locke looked around at the valley soldiers. There were only a few mercenaries around him. "You guys are unreasonable."

"Your employer is Walder Frey. You betrayed him. You burned, killed, and looted. You are the bandits roaming the riverlands." The voice came from a distance, and everyone looked at it. It was Lynn Coe holding a piece of steel. Bree.

"What are you talking about? My employer is..." Locke was about to say something when a dagger pierced his throat. He stopped making a sound and fell to the ground dead.

The soldiers in the valley handed their spears forward one after another. Their flesh was pierced by the spears and blood spilled out.

Jon Grafson looked at Lynn in confusion, "This approach is disrespectful, Sir Lynn."

"I know," Linn smiled, looking playfully at Robert Royce, who was wearing a serious expression, "I am willing to damage my honor and protect the honor of Duke Attis." He bowed slightly Salute and turn around gracefully.

"I'm going to report this to Duke Attis," Jon Grafson said softly to Robert. "I heard this guy is hiding a red-haired girl in his room. Damn it."

"How did I hear it was a boy?" Robert asked quite confused, and the two looked at each other.

In a single room in the dungeon, Petyr Frey huddled in a pile of straw, his pockmarked face finally regaining its composure.

what happened? He still couldn't believe it. He was woken up by the guard in his sleep. In the blink of an eye, the guard's head rolled down at his feet. When he looked up, he saw a terrifying sword strike. In a daze, he felt as if he had been hit hard on the back of the head, and his eyes went black. Here we are.

What's going on outside? He rubbed his messy hair. Thanks to maid Jasmine, his hair was always very neat, which alleviated his inferiority complex caused by his pockmarked face, but it was no longer messy at this time.

He knew that there was an army approaching outside, but they were friendly Valemen, an army led by the legendary "Valley Eagle" Attis Arryn. He heard from his father that the Frey family and the Arryn family were about to get married!

He heard someone say "Damn mercenaries!" Jesus! The greedy mercenaries who believed that the golden dragon must have attacked them and imprisoned them.

How much money do they want? Petyr Frey thought to himself that the Twins would be able to satisfy their greed. The treasuries in the east and west castles were filled with golden dragons and silver stags. The Frey family had plenty of money!

Maybe, maybe the people of the valley, Duke Attis Arryn, would lead his troops to rescue them. He was a great knight, how could he let the person of his family's upcoming marriage suffer such an unexpected incident?

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the dungeon suddenly came loose, and a face appeared that Petyr Frey had never seen before.

"Who are you?" he asked warily.

The man approached Petyr, wearing a mask and new cloth armor, the standard of the Frey family.

"I am Black Walder's subordinate," the masked man said simply: "Black Walder led his troops to escape to the West Fort. The East Fort has been lost, but the West Fort has not yet been lost. I slipped in from the sewer to save you."

"Black Walder?" Petyr's shackles were immediately untied by the man's manipulation. "You came to save me?"

"Yes, follow me." The masked man took Petyr's hand, glanced at his pockmarked face, and turned his head quickly.

Petyr Frey felt like he had entered a maze, and the disgusting smell of the sewer immediately made him want to vomit.

"How come you... are so familiar with the Twins?" Petyr Frey asked.

But the masked man gave an answer that was not a direct answer, "Who doesn't like this castle? No one will dislike it. If you like it, you have to understand it, Frey."

Petyr was a little dissatisfied when he heard him call his family name directly, "You are not allowed to call me by my last name. Since you are Black Walder's men, at least have some respect for the Frey family."

The masked man didn't talk nonsense with him, but pulled him directly into a deep cave. The stench was overwhelming, and the gray-brown sewage rushed into the river.

"Where is this?" Frey asked.

"The water here flows directly into the mud and leads to the Green Fork River." The masked man said.

Frey remembered it in an instant, "I remember, I remember here, the pipes below are full of water, how to escape?" Frey covered his mouth and nose and said with disgust, "Tell you, if you let me drill this waterway, it will never work."

The back of the head was hit again, and Petyr Frey's body softened instantly. The masked man was getting farther and farther away in his dark eyes, and the unbearable filth gradually filled his sight.

Petyr Frey fell into the water and was sucked into the pipe, silently, just like the garbage flushed down the sewer.

The masked man turned away in thought.

…

Pia Frey looked at the mercenary who wanted to violate her. Her usual crying sound seemed to be blocked in her throat. Not a single sound could be heard from her throat, only a buzzing sob.

When the terrifying face of the mercenary in front of her was about to touch her, the pressure in front of her suddenly disappeared. A handsome knight with shoulder-length brown hair stood up, swung his sword bravely, and knocked down the mercenary.

"Miss," he hugged Pia gently and stroked her tearful eyes, "I swear, I won't let anyone bully you."

Pia Frey had never seen such a brave and fearless man. She had only heard stories of heroic knights saving princesses in ballads. At this moment, Pia felt that she was the princess.

She stretched out her hands, hugged the knight's waist, buried her head in his long brown hair, and a fragrance rushed into her nose. Did this knight just take a bath? Pia thought silently in her heart.

Lynn Corbray looked at Pia in her arms, and the corners of her mouth curled slightly.

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