Game of Thrones: From Lord Elden to Young Wolf

[Golden Block]

[While praying to the golden tree, the enemy's attack is deflected and unbalanced. It can also be effective when there is some distance from the enemy. ]

A golden inscription appeared in the air, and the illusory runes gathered into a circle. Inside the circle, there were patterns drawn by countless golden lines. The most eye-catching thing was the intertwined arcs in the center of the circle.

That was the symbol of the perfect golden law.

The moment this illusory symbol appeared, the Great Jon and Roose Bolton, the old skinner, who were closest to Robb, instantly had the urge to kneel down and worship.

Fortunately, this illusory pattern only appeared for a moment, and then it immediately burst out a shock wave and dissipated in the air. The two of them resisted the urge to kneel down and repent in tears.

The golden block skill bounced all the arrows shot at Roose Bolton away, and the uncontrolled arrows flew everywhere, fiercely piercing the feet of Roose Bolton's horse. The frightened horse just raised its front hoof and almost knocked the old skinner to the ground.

After finally controlling the horse, Old Skinner looked at Robb angrily, wanting to ask what he meant, but the words were choked in his throat, unable to speak.

He was terrified, scared, and confused.

He had just seen clearly that there were knights sent from his family in the team, but why in just a few days, those knights could not care about their previous loyalty and affection and shoot arrows at him without hesitation?

What did this Robb do?

Did he control these people with magic? !

Robb still had a familiar smile: "Hahaha, sorry Lord Roose Bolton, I'm just joking with you, I guess you don't mind."

Everyone knew that this was not a joke, but a warning.

Robb was warning Roose Bolton about his recent repeated attempts on him.

Roose Bolton was very angry and wanted to find two people to skin him to vent his anger, but he looked at the solemn wolf riders and forced a smile: "Of course, it's a very interesting joke."

The Great Jon gloated: "Hahaha, Master Robb is really amazing. In such a short time, these wolf cubs are already very different from before!"

Robb was a little modest: "Thank you for the compliment. I just did some insignificant work. Are you coming to the forest to find me? What happened?"

The Great Jon restrained the smile on his face: "The team of the Manderly family has arrived, and they also escorted your mother to the Cailin Bay."

Robb's heart moved, and another powerful helper came: "Take me there quickly!"

The group came to the meeting room of Cailin Bay, which was already full of lords of all sizes. Among these people, Catelyn Stark talked while looking at the door frequently, hoping to see the familiar figure as soon as possible.

Finally, when Robb appeared at the door, Catelyn stood up excitedly.

As a mother, a woman whose husband was captured, Catelyn had a sense of dependence on Robb, because he was the oldest man in the family, but also a sense of worry, after all, Robb was just a child.

How she wanted to run over, kiss her son's eyebrows and nose, and take a good look at what her child, whom she hadn't seen for almost a year, had grown up like.

She couldn't wait to talk to her son, to tell him about her own experience, to care about her son's first battle with troops, and she had a lot to say.

But as soon as she took a step, her steps stopped.

Catelyn was born in a noble family, and now she was the wife of the lord of the North. She had participated in countless political banquets and was very sensitive to the atmosphere. She found that when her son stepped into this meeting room, all the lords' faces became serious.

They were no longer relaxed, as if they were intimidated by some kind of power. They became careful and cautious, as if they were afraid that they would do something wrong.

Greatjon and Roose Bolton, who came in with Robb, looked like guards. They opened the door for Robb and pulled out a chair, as if they were serving a king.

This...

Am I seeing this right? !

Even if Ned was here, these lords would not show such an expression!

Catelyn's face was full of astonishment. She couldn't believe that her son had grown to this point. It can be predicted that he will become a better northern lord than Ned!

After easing her emotions a little, Catelyn apologized to the lords: "My lords, I am quite tired after a long journey. I just want to talk to my son alone. I believe you will understand."

All the lords stood up together. Catelyn had an inexplicable feeling that these people did not leave because of her words, but because of her son Robb who was sitting next to her.

There was ale and cheese on the table. Catelyn poured a corner cup, sat down, took a sip, and looked at her son carefully. He seemed to be taller and more majestic than when she left. I really don't know how this little guy dealt with those lords.

"You have a beard. Edmure started to grow a beard when he was sixteen."

Robb saw his mother, and the closeness brought by blood made him very gentle. He rarely said a witty remark: "These beards are in the way. I think I will look more handsome if I shave them off."

Catelin was amused: "You don't seem to be worried about me asking you to go back to Winterfell, just like sending a crying baby back to bed. You know, you used a wooden sword when you practiced sword a year ago."

Robb shrugged: "You saw the performance of those lords. I bet if you suggest sending me back to Winterfell, they will send you back immediately."

Catelin was not angry when she heard this, but was very relieved: "You have really grown up. I can't believe how you conquered those bastards."

"My last name is Stark, that's enough."

Catelin wanted to reach out and touch her son's hair, but after thinking about it, she retracted her hand.

Robb asked her: "You know about your father, right?"

This is what Catelyn feared the most. She tried her best to prevent others from discovering her fear: "I know, the people of the Manderly family told me when I landed in White Harbor."

Catelin was preparing to return to Winterfell from King's Landing to see the children very early, but halfway through she found a dwarf - the little devil of the Lannister family drinking on the roadside.

She always thought that the little devil wanted to kill her son Bran, so she directly called people to capture the little devil.

Then she came to her sister's territory, ready to let her sister kill the little devil to vent her anger, but she didn't expect the little devil to run away.

A few days later, I heard the news of the great changes in the capital, so I hurried back to the North to discuss countermeasures with my son.

Catelyn said a little disappointedly: "My sister... is unwilling to send the knights of the Arryn Valley, so we can't get the help of the Eagle Family."

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