Although the entire tavern, or most of the northern border, prayed for Bran of the Stark family, Zoro knew that although Bran finally escaped the call of death, he would never be able to ride a horse with his legs in his life.

However, his arrival changed all this...

Winterfell Castle, Mrs. Stark, sitting by the bed.

For the past two weeks, she has been guarding Bran almost day and night. She sent someone to deliver the meal to the room, a pot, and a small hard bed, which she hardly closed for so long. She personally fed Bran with a drink of honey, boiled water and herbs.

However, even under the careful care of Mrs. Stark, Bran's condition was very bad. He was haggard and thin, with his feet curled up under the blanket in disgusting shapes. He looked like a lonely leaf without wind, and a strong wind was enough to blow him away.

"Madam," Sir Rodlick walked in and whispered: "There is a civilian outside who wants to see you."

Mrs. Stark's eyes were particularly lifeless, and she said coldly: "I don't see anyone."

Sir Rodlick hesitated for a moment, knowing that his best choice now is to turn around and leave, but the Knight's duty made him fulfill his obligations, "The civilian said you met him because he was the only one who could bring Bran back to health."

A cold light flashed in Mrs. Stark's eyes. She remembered some rumors in the city, and the assassin who suddenly broke into the castle that night.

"Let him see me," said Mrs. Stark, with a biting cold light flashing in her eyes, "But if it were a lie, I would let him know the price of deceiving the Stark family."

"Yes." Sir Rodlick took the order and left.

When Zoro walked into the room, he saw a row of soldiers on standby and a cold and hard metallic luster.

"It's you." Robb, who was with his mother, said suspiciously.

Mrs. Stark looked over, and Robb looked at Zoro and whispered a few words in her mother's ear.

"Tell me, how will you treat Bran? Even the old bachelor can only be temporarily maintained." In essence, Mrs. Stark didn't believe it. It was even more likely that the other party was a liar, but as the mother of the child, she was unwilling to let go of even a glimmer of opportunity.

"Magic, madam." Zoro was prepared for this, and he said: "A common method cannot cure your child. Only magic passed down from the age of the ancestors can produce miracles."

"The magic has long disappeared, don't want to deceive me with your trick." Mrs. Stark's eyes were as cold as a female beast protecting her cub.

"It's true to see, madam." Zoro smiled slightly, put his hands in his palms, and the next moment, a gorgeous light burst out from his palms.

Opening his hands, a transparent crystal bottle appeared in front of everyone, with bright red liquid rippling inside.

"This is..." Mrs. Stark's eyes showed an excited and nervous look.

In order to win the trust of the other party, Zoro specially created such a sound and light effect, which was not difficult for him, who had a systematic support.

"There is already very rare potion in the world. I want to exchange it for something with my wife." Zoro looked directly at Mrs. Stark.

"What do you want?" Mrs. Stark had regained her calmness. She knew that the other party must have something to ask for, otherwise she would not have taken out such a precious potion to save her son.

"A knight." Zoro said.

"You just want to be a knight?" asked Mrs. Stark. She asked this. It was not that she thought the other party was talking big. On the contrary, the other party's request was too simple.

"Yes. But I am not loyal to anyone, including the Stark family, I fight for freedom and justice only, and I will become a free knight!" Zoro's words were amazing, which completely subverted the old knight philosophy of Westeros.

In people's hearts, knights are always brave, value honor, keep their promises, be loyal to the lord, and stick to their faith. In fact, most knights on this land are not noble, and can even be said to be cruel, bloodthirsty, and even cunning. Many knights have never even thought of practicing the spirit of chivalry. The knight title is just a means of their speculation and high climb.

But one thing they are the same, they all take allegiance to the nobles as honor, and those without masters are called employed knights, who are usually not trusted and notorious.

"If you can save my brother, Robb Stark, the heir of Winterfell, not only will you be personally enthroned as a knight, but you will also divide a rich piece of land from the north." Robb said suddenly and solemnly.

"You are generous and caring about your brother." Zoro looked at Mrs. Stark, waiting for her final decision.

Mrs. Stark decided almost instantly, "Your name?" she asked, "Save Bran and you will get what you want."

"Zoron, Zoron Merco, Madam."

"Okay, Zoro." Mrs. Stark nodded, and her confident and smart look reappeared on her face. "So, how will you prove to me that this bottle of potion is a potion to heal Bran, not a blood-threatening throat."

"It's very simple, ma'am." Zoro smiled when he heard this, "You will believe it after you find someone to experiment."

"Then, let me do it. Can it heal the sword wound?" Mrs. Stark endured the pain and tore open the gauze on her hand. This was the trauma she left to protect Bran when an assassin assassin assassin some time ago.

Zoro handed her the potion, "Just drop a little on the wound."

Mrs. Stark carefully unzipped the bottle cap and saw a few drops of bright red potion slowly dripping on the wound. A surprising scene happened. The potion penetrated into the palm of the hand, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

But in a moment, Mrs. Stark's palm returned to its original state, and the sword marks disappeared, and were as smooth as new.

"Hiss..." Everyone present couldn't help but exclaim.

Mrs. Stark's eyes were wide open, and she couldn't help but look at the man with a mysterious origin in front of her. Only after experiencing it personally can she know how magical it is.

"Bran's injuries were very serious. This bottle of potion was just enough. Half of it was applied to the wound and half was fed to him." Zoro had to remind him again.

Mrs. Stark thought for a moment and did as he said in front of everyone.

After taking off his clothes, he saw that the young man's thin back was covered with hideous scars, but when the bright red potion was applied, the scars fell off one by one, and the wound healed at a speed visible to the naked eye and grew pink skin.

Mrs. Stark was overjoyed and fed the remaining half bottle of potion into his mouth. The boy's originally pale face turned rosy as before after a moment.

Perhaps awakened by the heavy breathing of the crowd, the young man Bran slowly opened his dark eyes. He looked at everyone and suddenly said, "Mom, I'm hungry, do you have any food?"

Mrs. Stark burst into tears of joy.

"This is a miracle." Sir Rodlick murmured to himself. This potion can relieve disability and illness, and it is something that many warriors dream of.

Robber looked even more happy. He looked at Zhang Xinyi gratefully and hugged his brother.

"Welcome back, Bran..."

Three days later, under the throne of the North acting city lord, in order to fulfill his promise, Winterfell heir Robb Stark personally enthroned and saved his brother Bran as a knight.

"Your name?" As usual, he had to ask the name and family surname of the canonized person.

"Zoron Merco." This name will be the pseudonym for Zhang Xinyi for a long time in the future, and will surely accompany him to the peak of this world.

"Then, Zoro of the Merco family." Robb pulled his sword in his hand and put it on the shoulders of the person in front of him, "Make you brave and meaningless in the name of a brave man."

The sword moved from the right shoulder to the left shoulder. "Make you fair and selfless in the name of the Holy Father."

The sword was set on the right shoulder. "In the name of the Virgin, let you protect the weak and innocent."

Move to your left shoulder again. "In the name of the saint, let you protect the women and children in the world."

"From today, you are the Knight of Freedom."

After the ceremony, Robb nodded to his subordinates next to him, and a servant brought a black horse and a simple but complete steel armor with oil, throat protection and helmet.

"Thank you for everything you did to the Starks, Sir Zoron." Robb took another piece of parchment from his arms and handed it to the other party, "This is your deserving territory, which includes two villages and an iron ore."

When everyone around him heard this, they showed an envious expression. These lands had even surpassed some poor lords, and the other party paid only a bottle of potion.

Of course, this does not mean that the potion is not precious and can save the life of a dying person. If you know its existence, many princes and nobles will fight for it, but the sincerity of the Stark family is enough to deserve the value of this bottle of potion.

You should know that this is a land that can be inherited and protected by the laws of the kingdom. Zoro's descendants can be passed on from generation to generation. It may take several generations of efforts by the civilians to strive to reach this point.

It took him only one day to do it. Of course, the rest of them could not imitate them at all, and they could only envy his good luck.

Little did he know that Zoro also sighed in his heart that when he was on Earth, he was just a small employee, not to mention the large area of ​​land in two villages, his only place to stay was renting someone else’s place.

If there is no such an opportunity, his future must be to work hard for several years to save savings and pay down payment, then pay back a loan for decades, and buy a house that is not big or small. The most speechless thing is that the land under the house belongs to all citizens, and he only has 70 years of use rights.

Perhaps he was obsessed with being a feudal aristocrat in another world and had this factor.

While Zoro was considering whether to build a villa or a castle in his territory, Mrs. Stark came to him.

"What, do you want me to go to King's Landing?" Zoro said in surprise.

"Please forgive me for the willful request of a mother." Mrs. Stark's expression was calm, and her gray eyes looked directly at the other party. "I suspect that Bran's injury had an unshirkable responsibility, and my husband, Ed Stark, was a too upright person. This is his strength and weakness. I am not at ease with my family, Sir Zoro, I want you and me to go to King's Landing to remind my husband to be careful of Lannister."

"Of course, in exchange... you'll get a satisfactory reward."

"Trade." Zoro pondered for a moment and said slowly.
Chapter completed!