The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Arthur Leswell looked awe-inspiring and said with a sigh. I don't know that the guards of the Leswell family, who were so high and earthy, had a sword out of the sheath, and pointed at James and the four guards.

The Prime Minister and Arya, they did not dare to face each other with swords.

Arya's eyes were cold: "Jaime, kill Arthur."

Puff!

Arthur, who had just appeared on his face, knelt down suddenly: "Prime Minister, Mrs. Arya, spare my life."

Will looked at the guards. It is estimated that these guys are usually arrogant and used to it, so they dare to be so rude: "Don't take it out!

The Prime Minister spoke without anger. The guards were quelled.

James clenched his hand, Arthur tilted his head back and his voice changed: "Get out, get out!" He waved and cursed the guards.

The guards put away their swords one after another, and withdrew in embarrassment.

"Arthur Leswell, for the sake of your father, Earl Leswell, I will not kill you this time." Will said lightly, "No matter how rude, I will punish you heavily."

"Yes, my lord, I remembered." Arthur raised his face, not daring to move. James' narrow sword pointed at his throat.

"Shawn Barrell, take Arthur's sword."

Shane Barrell is one of Will's guards.

James took a step back, and the narrow sword left Arthur's throat. Arthur secretly breathed a sigh of relief, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his back was cold. He stood up slowly, took off the sword belt, and handed the sword belt to Shan En who was walking forward. On the sword belt, there is a long sword and a short dagger.

With the sound of footsteps, Ballet Leswell walked out with her bachelor, followed by a nun.

The atmosphere in the hall was heavy and depressing.

Arthur's face was very ugly, he hadn't seen James's sword just now.

Two swords hung from James' waist, a long sword and a narrow sword.

The narrow sword was hidden under the cover of the long sword, and he couldn't see it without paying attention.

Pulling the sword out of the sword, James' movements were so fast that Arthur had no time to react.

Sir Dill Leswell was also surprised at the side, this is James' true speed. James had tried swords with him, but he had never shown such speed.

The confidence and courage in Dill's heart are great!

James is such a fast sword, so the rumors are mostly true. He has been in casinos, women's houses, underground fighting beasts and other places for a long time. In those places, there is a mixture of fish and dragons, and all kinds of news can be heard. Someone once said that James was a faceless man who belonged to the Black and White Academy in Braavos. Of course, no one would believe what the man said, and all were treated as bragging jokes.

The most indispensable thing about that kind of place is all kinds of lies and incredible rumors.

But seeing James use the narrow sword faster than his eyes, Dill believed that James was a faceless man.

Faceless are top killers, they are invincible. The sword used by the Faceless is the narrow sword.

Ballet Leswell sat in the well and watched the sky, and had no feeling for the prime minister and his party. Although she is more than 40 years old, she is still in good shape, with a slender neck, but her cheeks are thin, her eyes are nervous, her chin is sharp and full of acrimony.

"The Prime Minister?" Ballerina looked suspiciously.

She has not met the Prime Minister.

"I'm!"

"I didn't see the Prime Minister's king's hand." Ballet's doubts deepened.

"We don't want to disturb anyone."

"Show me the hand of your king, or the king's decree appointing you as prime minister."

"Madam, I don't have a badge with the king's hand, nor an order for the king's appointment."

"Who do you know the Prime Minister?" Ballet asked her person. There were a lot of people in the hall: bachelor, general guard, nun, Sir Kadyrov, director of desert town, Dill Leswell.

No one answered the countess. Before this, no one had ever seen the Prime Minister.

Arya Stark said: "Madam, he is my husband, the Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms Will, I am Arya Stark, the second daughter of Duke Ed of the North. I honor the Stark family , In the name of the old and new gods..."

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"Madam, you are Stark?" Ballet Leswell flatly interrupted Arya. The corners of her mouth rose slightly, with extreme contempt, "Who can prove that you are Stark?"

Arya unwrapped the mink shawl, revealing the crest of her coat: Ice Wolf.

"Anyone can wear clothes with the crest of the ice wolf, madam, I can't believe that you are Arya Stark just because you have an ice wolf on the placket." Ballet Leswell sneered." I have eyes, I can see; I have a heart, I can think; I have a mouth, I can ask; Bachelors, nuns, generals, and Dill the downfall, have you ever seen this Mrs. Stark? What she said Is it credible? Is she real Stark?"

At the end, Ballet's voice became shrill, as if Arya Stark had an old hatred with her.

"Mrs. Ballet, I am very glad that my father Ed did not marry you as his wife." Arya said coldly.

This is one of the heart diseases that ballet can't get rid of.

Will has told Arya about the grievances between Ballet and the Stark family.

Ballerina was startled, with a hint of resentment passing across her face, and she chuckled in a blink of an eye: "Sure enough, the Stark family are things with no conscience. Brandon Stark rudely took away my first night. ; Ed Stark and I first had a marriage contract. For the power and wealth of Hejiandi, he broke the contract and married Caitlin Tully; now he and Caitlin’s wicked species came to me and spoke insultingly and outrageously humiliated me. Dignity and honor. Mrs. Stark, Huangzhong Town does not welcome you, please leave immediately. Immediately, immediately."

"We will leave, Mrs. Ballet," Will said lightly.

Ballet Leswell seemed to remember that there is a so-called prime minister here: "Are you our prime minister? Without the golden badge of the king's hand, there is no order for the prime minister appointed by the king, and there is no one here. Anyone who knows you, except you, doesn’t know if you are the Prime Minister. Before you can prove your identity, please leave Deserted Town, sir. This is a request and an order from a lord."

The bachelor said: "Madam, the Prime Minister and Mrs. Stark are our distinguished guests. We should do our best to be a landlord and ask the Prime Minister and Mrs. Stark to live in the castle and treat them well."

"What are you talking about? Ryan Bachelor of Arts?"

"Madam, please calm down first. The Prime Minister and Mrs. Stark came to Desert Town. The Prime Minister did not wear the hand of the king, indicating that he did not want to be known. They would not come to Desert Town for no reason. I want the Prime Minister. The Lord and Madam must have something to deal with, and we should try our best to help them."

"Get out of here, bachelor." Ballet raised her head and stared at the bachelor like a cockfight.

The bachelor stepped back two steps, turned and whispered to the nun: "Sister Jennifer Fall, please warm up a bowl of dream wine for your wife."

Dream wine can help ballet calm down and help her regain her sanity. When ballet is out of control, dream wine can help her calm down quickly. When the night king ballet can't sleep, the dream wine prepared by the bachelor can help her fall asleep quickly.

"I don't need the anesthesia of your dream wine." Ballet said in a sharp voice, as if drinking dream wine was one of her shortcomings. Knowing it made her face scandal, "Arthur, you know that these uninvited guests came to the deserted grave. What does the town want to do?"

"Madam, we just need to stay for a while in Desert Town for a little bit." Will said.

"What little thing."

"Private matter, I am afraid it is not convenient to tell Madam to know."

"Desolate Town is the territory of the Justin family, and I am the lord here. Either you leave immediately or tell me what happened?"

"I'm sorry, ma'am, we will not leave for the time being, nor can we tell you our private affairs."

"Oh!" Barballet Leswell gave an elegant smile. She was indeed beautiful when she was young: "General Arthur, Sir Kadyrov, soldiers outside the door, what are you waiting for? Help drive away people of unknown origin, drive out the deserted town, and drive out the deserted graves of the ancestors."