In the final analysis, Caitlyn Stark, like her father, does not believe in the Frey family, especially when there are not enough guards around her. Although Frey only spoke strange words before, no one knew when the old man would really do something strange. Therefore, although the road to Xiangbei is the direction to go home, Frey's unstable factor was in the middle, and she did not dare to take the risk of going north.

From the Knee Hotel to the west is the city of Running City, her father's place, a place she doesn't want to take trouble. She chose to go east and head to the Eagle Nest City in the East. There, her sister Lesha, as the widow of Duke Ellin, took Robin, the future Duke of Eagle Nest City, to rule the castle that is known as "unbreakable".

She wasn't sure why she was going in this direction instead of going to the west where her father was. Perhaps deep in her heart, she felt like she had done something wrong, and the children who made the mistake always wanted to avoid serious parents. Fortunately, no one asked her this question, but just followed her and watched her curl up in the increasingly cold air wrapped in a thick blanket.

Leaving the warmth of the river land, the eastern realm occupied by the mountains has a completely different environment. There will always be wind here, blowing down from a certain mountain crack, a canyon or a mountain top that has been covered with snow all year round, blowing away the wet and warm air that has finally gathered, making the skin extremely uncomfortable. It turns out that my sister has been living in such a place? I haven’t been here for many years. Has she never met again since she got married? Caitlin has been thinking about all kinds of questions along the way, but there is only one core: “Will Lesa help me?”

The Tuli family's motto is "family, responsibility, honor", while the Ailing family is "high as honor", and Lesa and herself are blood sisters, and this will never change. Caitlin kept persuading herself like this and wrapped her cloak tighter.

Because they hurriedly left the Knee Hotel, they didn't bring much supplies. Originally, only Caitlin and Rodlick were enough, but now there was a group of "knights". Caitlin himself knew that these people were not real knights. If she was asked to choose the Oath Knight, only one or two people could barely meet the standards. Mercenaries, speculators and minstrels are the true portrayals of this group of people. How could such people bring enough food? So after a few days of marching, the group soon encountered troubles and food troubles.

"Anyway, it's good for the little guy to sit anywhere, kill his horse. In this way, even if he wants to escape, he only has his legs." Someone suggested that Mrs. Stark did not object. The only ones who expressed opposition were Tyrion and Zhao Mai.

"We have nothing to eat, maybe you are willing to contribute your food and horses?" A hippie smiley hired a knight to jump in front of Zhao Mai: "Maybe your dog can do it too?"

Zhao Mai punched his mouth and broke the twelve teeth on his front. The fist strengthened by the supernatural powers was comparable to steel. How could the fragile human body bear it? The boy fell straight backward and fainted, coughing out blood accompanied by fragments of teeth from time to time.

After removing the package of his psychic power, his fist was not contaminated with blood, and was still as smooth as new. "Don't think of touching my dog." Zhao Mai didn't mean joking at all. The cold aura emitted by his body was no different from this steep mountain range. "If you want to find something to eat, you either go hunting or eat your own horse. What's the point of always staring at other people's things?"

"How can we go after eating the horse?" Maric, the minstrel, patted "his own horse", which was actually taken away from the stable while he took advantage of the chaos. He always wanted a real good horse. Only by following this group of people can he keep his horse, and he can also "take an event worthy of praise, an adventure full of justice and honor!"

"Who can hunt here?" Bolon held the hilt of the sword, and his eyes were covered with sorrow. From the morning, the mountains were foggy, and there was no way to see anything except the road dozens of meters in front and back. If Tyrion drilled into the mountains at this time, his small size would easily disappear and no one could catch it.

Fortunately, the little devil knew where he was heading. He was sitting on the horse's back with his head covering, and he kept talking nonstop. He took off his head hood and saw that there were mountains and ridges on both sides instead of wetland plains. Then he calculated the time and speed of foot. "You are going to Eagle Nest City to find your sister, and you are not going north to Winterfell!"

This means that even if the news of his arrest spread, the first person to come to rescue would miss his target. Near Hejian, the Lannister family had not many close friends, but there were many close friends with money, and Lannister always had to pay back the debt. He also expected that there would be a knight of true justice - at least upholding the justice of money - to save him.

In the mountains of the East Realm, wild beasts and savages live in it. If ordinary people lose their way, they may never get out again. Tyrion is very self-aware. Even if he can escape, he will not do this. After all, there is still a big difference between real escape and death.

"I'll go hunting." Zhao Mai stood up. He closed his eyes, stretched out his hand, and felt the changes in the surrounding natural force from the wind. After a while, the topography and distribution of animals and plants here had a preliminary impression in his heart. There was no shortage of food between the mountains and ridges, and the key was how to ask nature.

"You don't want to take the opportunity to escape, do you?" asked Marion.

"If you can think about it with your brain before speaking, you will not be a stupid minstrel." Zhao Mai looked at Mrs. Stark and said, "Since you ordered a temporary rest, I will find some food for you, it won't take too long. Don't kill these horses, they are for riding, not for food."

"Thank you, Mr. Mike." Caitlin lifted the cloak wrapped around her head, nodded slightly and said, "I'll ask, I have had many opportunities in the past few days, why did you keep following me?"

"Because you didn't ban Tyrion from talking, and I had a lot of things to ask him." Zhao Mai kept talking to Tyrion all the way, exploring records about the Targaryen family and the dragon from him. Tyrion read a lot of books and was willing to talk to him, so he knew everything.

"I have to admit that he has read a lot of books, but he has learned too little." Caitlin rode on the horse and said to Zhao Mai: "Thank you again, from now on, you will be free to come and go, and no one will stop you."

"Yes, no one can grow extra teeth at any time like a shark, so no one will stop me." Zhao Mai whistled, and the reserved grain immediately followed. In less than a moment, they disappeared into the fog of the mountain.

"Madam, this man is quite mysterious." Sir Rodlick came to Caitlyn's horse and helped her hold the reins to help her down. Taking advantage of this opportunity, he whispered: "I haven't seen his background. I'm very sorry, it seems that I was wrong to drag him in."

"It's okay, my good jazz. I think he is just a weird person at most, not a bad person." She sighed and said, "In this era, it's not easy to be a bad person."
Chapter completed!