The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

"Wait a minute," Gendry said dullly.

The sword had been fought long ago, and the king's army had already driven away. Zandli thought that this ugly tall woman had also followed the army.

Upon visual inspection of the attire of these two men, most of them were deserters. But this has nothing to do with him, as long as you give money.

This is a blue barking sword.

Master Tob Mott infiltrated the blue paint into the sword, this is the master's unique technique. There are hundreds of weapons masters throughout Steel Street, and only Tob Mott can do this.

Brienne was very satisfied with the blade and the color of the sword, she tried to wave it a few times, and the light and heavy hands were close.

Blue sword!

Among the seven rainbow guards of Lanly Baratheon, Brienne is the blue guard.

"Thank you, sir." Brienne said to Gendry.

"Hmm!" Without lifting his head, Gendry continued to beat his iron embryo. He likes casting, he wore himself a bull helmet and a heavy hammer.

The cow helmet was because Master Tob Mott said that he was as stubborn as a cow, so Gendry built a cow helmet for himself in return to Master.

The cow helmet hung on the wooden pole where he worked.

Haile Hunter took a fancy to the shiny bull helmet.

He walked over: "Hi, boy, how much is this helmet?"

"Not for sale!" Gendry said dullly.

laugh!

Gendry put the blank sword into the pool, and a puff of blue smoke came out, blocking his face.

Haier Hunter reached out and took off the cow helmet. He put it on and it was the right size. Knocked by hand, the texture is good. The weight of the helmet is just right.

"Boy, make a price."

"Not for sale!" Without looking up, Gendry continued to do his own thing.

Haier Hunter was surprised. The apprentice's temper seemed to be bigger than his own: "Boy, where is your master? I know Master Tob Mott."

"I don't know." Gendry took the blank sword out of the water and threw it heavily on the anvil to express his dissatisfaction. He hated the man's nagging.

The iron embryo slammed on the anvil with a loud noise, which frightened Brienne.

"Come on, Haier, you can't force an apprentice to sell something you don't want to sell."

"What can the apprentice have for himself? I just want to buy it. Boy, give you a silver deer, if I can buy you a drink." Haier dropped a silver deer, grabbed the cow helmet and walked outside.

"Stop, the cow helmet stays." Gendry picked up his hammer. He was naked, his arms tangled with force.

The hammer weighs tens of kilograms, no matter who it is, it is enough to drink a pot! From vomiting blood, to fracture.

Haier Hunter suddenly became interested: "Oh, ha ha, your kid is ready to use force with me."

choke!

Haile Hunt drew the sword. With a smile on his face, he decided to give this muscular dumbfounded a lesson.

"Haier, return the helmet to Gendry." Brienne frowned. The two of them were deserters from the king's regiment. If they made trouble here, they were caught by the garrison and asked, causing unnecessary trouble.

"It's okay, I won't hurt him." Haier Hunter held the sword flower lightly, his wrists flexible. He swayed from side to side and rushed towards Gendley.

Gendry raised the hammer and swept across. The strong wind screamed, and the hammer wheel rose up, not much worse than the distance of the long sword, and slammed straight towards Haier Hunter.

Sweep, the fan-shaped faces in front of them are all attacked areas.

Haier Hunter didn't dare to stand firm, the blacksmith apprentice still had the brute force, although the movements seemed clumsy. Moreover, he really didn't want to hurt this stunned apprentice. He was short and avoided, and the hammer passed over his head.

Haier Hunter is not tall. Compared with Brienne, he looks slender and short, which is comparable to Gendry's.

Gendry was unable to sweep it, and the hammer was too late to withdraw. The opponent had already stepped forward, shouldering his shoulders, and Gendry staggered back. The opponent stretched his leg and tripped gently. Gendry fell and almost knocked over the stove.

Haile Hunter laughed.

A stupid apprentice who doesn't understand combat skills will naturally not be his opponent.

"I have given the money, I took the cow helmet, kid." Haier Hunter took the cow helmet and walked out of the blacksmith's shop with a laugh.

Brienne had already left when her words to prevent her from failing, Haier Hunter hurried to catch up.

After a loud noise, Gendry carried the hammer and chased him out: "Stop, the cow helmet is not for sale!" He shouted dullly, his eyes staring.

Haier Hunter stopped in amazement, he had never seen such a stubborn kid.

"Go back, I have no time to play with you." Haile Hunter scolded.

Gendry carried the hammer and chased him: "Return my helmet." His request is simple, don't buy a helmet.

Haier Hunter shouted, "Boy, don't think I dare not kill you."

"Helmet, don't buy it!" Gendry rushed in front of Haier Hunter, holding the hammer horizontally, "Helmet, don't buy it!" He repeated again, already gritted his teeth.

Brienne stood in front: "Haile Hunter, return the things to Gendry." When she came to customize the Blue Sword, Brienne had a good impression of Gendry, who was taciturn but had a solid technical foundation and worked hard. , Also remembered his name.

Haier looked at the young man holding the hammer in front of him, and at Brienne who was angry in front of him. He tossed the cow helmet back to Gendry: "Give me back the silver deer, kid."

"Go back and get it by yourself. It's in the tray." Gendry caught the cow helmet and said dully.

Haier Hunter choked.

"Go back and get it, I'll wait for you." Brienne said. A silver deer is not a small amount of money, the money in the two of them is running out.

"Okay!" Haier Hunter was helpless. He glared at Genderly, and thrust the sword back into the scabbard threateningly.

Gendry was indifferent to his actions, holding his bull helmet and turning his head back, just as if Haile Hunt did not exist.

"You deserve to be an apprentice blacksmith all your life, boy, you are destined to have no future, I am a jazz, you dare to be rude to him."

"I've seen a lot of kings and prime ministers." Gendry said dullly. He talked to Haier Hunter, but his eyes flowed down to look at the street. His tone was ordinary, but the thorns in his bones were as hard as iron.

*

"Where are we going?" Haier Hunter panted and took back the Silver Deer and caught up with Brienne.

"I'm going to the Baylor Great Sanctuary to pray." Brienne said.

"Can't you give up your crazy idea?"

"Don't come with me if you dare not go." Brienne said coldly.

"It's not that I didn't dare, it's because I can't just watch you do something wrong. If Joffrey is indeed an incestuous idiot, then Stannis I is the heir to King Robert, and Lanly rises up against Stan. Nice is rebellious. We followed Renly, but it was also rebellious."

"Go!" Brienne rolled out the word under her tongue, dull, but like a stone bullet.

"Len Li is dead, and I'm still alive." Haier Hunter laughed. Brienne scolded him, but he was very useful.