Littlefinger, whose full name is Petir Berrysch, is short and ordinary in shape, but has a handsome appearance. He has gray-green eyes, a small beard on his chin, and a little grayish-white in his dark hair.

At first glance, this man seemed to be a affectionate and harmless man, but only Sir Zoro was present. It was this man who seemed to be a little philanthropist who planned a series of interlocking conspiracies that brought the entire Westeros into chaos and war. He was also the mastermind behind a series of tragic fates behind the Stark family.

Zoro was wondering what situation would the fate of Westeros would turn if he suddenly drew his sword and slashed him.

"Just, Sir Zoro..." At this time, a light cry woke Zoro up from his contemplation.

"Madam, is there anything you need to serve?" Zoro noticed that they had finished their greetings, and at the same time deduced that the dagger that attempted to murder Little Bran was from the hands of the little demon of the Lannister family.

Next to Mrs. Stark stood a fat man with a plump body, white and pink, with his head as bare as an egg.

Varis, nicknamed "Eight-Clawed Spider", served as the intelligence chief in the imperial meeting in King's Landing, and was actually the spy leader. His intelligence network, known as the "Little Bird", is everywhere.

OK! The two biggest conspirators in this Game of Thrones gathered together, and Zoro couldn't help but think about the possibility of killing the two now.

Petir and Varis suddenly felt an inexplicable coldness rushing into their hearts, and they couldn't help but look at each other secretly, and both saw the surprise and confusion in each other's eyes.

Just now, they had secretly observed the strange sir who suddenly appeared beside Mrs. Stark, as if such a living person suddenly appeared. The information showed that he was deeply trusted by his wife, but they knew nothing about his origin.

For conspirators, what they dislike the most is this uncontrollable variable.

Mrs. Stark looked a little angry, "No." She shook her head, "It's okay."

"Great Knight Zoro, Varis said hello to you." The eight-chapped spider bent down and said hello to show kindness, but unfortunately he felt that he was untrustworthy when he smiled.

"Hello, Lord Varys." Zoro nodded lightly, looking indifferent.

An unknown smile appeared on the face of the Eight-Clawed Spider, and he circled around him, and suddenly asked, "If I read it correctly, the Jazz should not be a member of Westeros?"

"Oh, how do you see it?" Zoro raised his brow.

"Intuition, because there is a breath different from the Westeros on the Jazz." Varis said meaningfully.

"It doesn't matter, doesn't it?" Zoro said lazily. "The situation is that I am standing here, the king of the seven capitals of Westeros. What does it matter where I come from."

"But are you trustworthy?" Littlefinger turned from behind Mrs. Stark to the front, staring at him with bright eyes, and questioned, "How do you prove your loyalty to Caitlyn."

"No need for proof." Mrs. Stark suddenly spoke, "Knight Zoro is the Free Knight, and all his actions are out of his own will. He does not serve any loyalty to any lord, including the Stark family."

"Kate, how can you..." Littlefinger was about to refute, but was stopped by Mrs. Stark's eyes. "Be careful, Petyre, my trust in Sir Zoro is like my family."

The eight-clawed spider looked slightly stunned when he heard this, lowered his head and didn't know what he was thinking. His little finger snorted coldly.

"Then..." Mrs. Stark's eyes turned to her little finger, "Petir, I want to see my husband, please inform Ned to come here to see me."

...

Ed Stark, the Duke of Stark, looks like a thirty or forty year old guardian of the North, with long face, brown hair, slightly gray eyes, and a firm personality and fair manners. Therefore, he is deeply loved by everyone in the North, and Mrs. Stark calls his nickname "Ned".

But he also has personality weaknesses, too upright and pedantic personality make him the first "cursor" in this game of Thrones.

"As for the Queen's younger brother suspected of murdering your child, just suggesting this matter will constitute treason." Littlefinger brought him all the way from the imperial meeting, and in a secret private room, he said in a deep voice in front of everyone.

"We have evidence, we have this dagger," said Mrs. Stark.

Littlefinger's thumb and index finger pinched the trimmed beard, and a face filled with an indescribable smile, said, "Mr. Tyrion will definitely argue that the dagger was stolen, and the only person who can correct it has been bitten by a wolf."

"I will find out the truth, Kate, if it was really done by the Lannister family, I will present it to Robert, and he will give me a fair judgment." Ed Stark suddenly said in a deep voice.

Mrs. Stark wanted to speak but stopped because she was outsiders, and she could not tell her husband about Bran's health for the time being, and she did not want her upright husband to face the cunning Lannister family alone, and if a bad person was not good, Ned would be in danger of his life.

"For your sake, I try not to let him die. It's such a fool, but I just can't refuse any of your requests..." As if I saw her worries, Xiao Finger suddenly said.

When Duke Ed heard this, he looked at him coldly. He did not believe this man, and as a man, his words made him angry.

Mrs. Stark hurriedly said, "Don't do this, Ned Pettier promised to assist us in investigating the truth. He is as close as my brother, and he will never betray us."

Duke Ed was a little moved. He knew very well that Littlefinger had feelings for his wife. Pettier would never deceive Caitlin, and should be trustworthy...

Duke Ed snorted coldly, as if he had agreed to Little Finger's request for alliance.

Everyone then discussed how to thoroughly scheming Lannister's conspiracy. Zoro watched coldly. The Stark family chose to believe that Littlefinger was the biggest cause of their subsequent tragedy fate. Everything Littlefinger said was a lie. He was the mastermind behind all events. His ultimate goal was to take advantage of the opportunity of war in various countries to gain power and status step by step.

Unfortunately, the two people in front of me were still confused and could not feel the malice of the people around me.

After a while, Xiaowei said goodbye and left because she needed to deal with some things.

"Nide, this is Sir Zoro, and he cured Bran." Mrs. Stark glanced at Zoro and suddenly whispered in her husband's ear, while informing everything that happened to Bran.

Learning that Bran has recovered, Ed Stark said gratefully: "Sir, thank you for everything you have done for the Stark family, and you will get the most sincere friendship of the Stark family."

"This is my honor." Zoro performed a knightly ceremony.

"Sir Zoro, I want to ask you to stay in King's Landing and protect my two daughters Arya and Sansa." Mrs. Stark said suddenly, and looked at Zoro with a requesting look.

Zoro frowned. His original intention was to return to his fiefdom after sending it to develop his power, and accumulate strength in the subsequent battle between the Five Kings, as the first bridgehead for the future arrival of the world.

As for the fate of the Stark family, he didn't care. Even the existence of the brave and warlike Stark family might have an adverse impact on his future plans.

"Madam..." Zoro was about to refuse, but suddenly a cold face passed through his mind. His mind changed his mind and said, "I am very willing to serve you."

The reason why he suddenly changed his mind was because he felt that the obviously sinister and cunning little finger was much harder to deal with than the Stark family with integrity and honor.

If the Stark family is allowed to stay in King's Landing, the final result will be that they will be deceived by Little Finger and unable to find North.

He has decided to help the Starks.

Although Ed Stark did not think that the young jazz could protect his two daughters, as a husband who respected his wife, he had no intention of opposing his wife's decision.

"Thank you very much, sir." Duke Ed nodded.

Before returning to Winterfell, on this day, Sir Rodlick found Zoro and made a request for a competition.

"Marry competition?"

"Although Madam has given you the task of taking care of the two ladies, you have to show your strength." Sir Rodlick said with a snorkeling.

Sir Rodlick is the coach of Winterfell and one of the best masters in the North. Zoro also happened to want to learn about the combat power of this world-renowned knight, and the two hit it off.

Because it was just a competition between the knights, the two did not invite a notary and made an appointment to come to an empty venue.

"Attention!" Sir Rodlick's momentum suddenly changed, and he shouted loudly, and the sword body turned into a silver light and swept across.

Zoro raised his hand, and the big sword with both hands came back, and instantly appeared on the opponent's attack line. The two swords immediately made a series of loud metal clashes.

Sir Rodlick's swordsmanship is rigorous and grand, with the style of an iron-blooded soldier who is trained on the battlefield, while Zoro's swordsmanship is only considered to be average. With his speed that is stronger than the opponent and his keen fighting intuition, he barely blocked the opponent's attack.

"Drip... Establish swordsmanship simulation...Analyze offensive route..."

"Body numerical detection..."

The opponent's swordsmanship was not very clever, and he was even a little immature. Sir Rodlick intended to easily win, but at critical moments, Zoro could always escape the old jazz's killer moves.

What is even more shocking is that Sir Zoro's sword technique seems to be improving at an astonishing speed. At the beginning, it only had four or five swords to counterattack, but it is almost half attacking.

"Ding..." The harsh metal clash exploded, and the two of them retreated at the touch, looking at each other with caution. In just a short time, the two had already fought with swords for more than twenty times, and no one could do anything to each other.

"Drop, the detection is completed...Rodlic Kesso, Strength 1.8, Agility 1.6, Physical strength 1.6, Spirit 0.8." The system in his ear gave the calculation results and fed it back into Zoro's mind.

After all, Sir Rodlick is old and his numbers are no longer as high as his youth, but with his rich combat experience, he is still stable at Zoro.

"The strength and speed are very good." Sir Rodlick commented a little, and suddenly he fitted and rushed out. The cross sword turned into a silver snake and kept surrounding Zoro, wanting to take a bite on him at any time.

It is hard to imagine that Sir Rodlick, a irritable knight, would use such a delicate and mysterious sword technique.

"Swish, swish..." Zoro's leather shoulder pads instantly cracked two holes, revealing the cut linen clothes below.

Sir Rodlick frowned. He was heading for the other party's shoulders just now, but he was avoided by the other party's seemingly unintentional action.

"Is it a coincidence?" The old sir decided to give it another try, and the cross sword in his hand used a false move and lightning flashed out.

"Hmph!" Zoro's sword in his hand suddenly changed, and the broad-handed sword turned into a constantly flowing silver iron wall, hitting hard on the tip of the incoming sword.

The expected collision did not happen. The sword body collided with Sir Rodlick's sword tip trembled suddenly and quickly retracted like lightning.

Sir Rodlick looked at the marks on the sword with regret, then returned to the sword and sheathed it, and said with a straight face: "Protect the two ladies."

Obviously he has recognized his strength.

"I lost." Zoro also couldn't afford to lose. The reason why the two seemed to have a draw was because it was an ordinary competition. If there were life and death fights, he would have been defeated long ago.

The other party's honesty made Sir Rodlick like the big son, but he was not willing to show it in terms of face.

The old jazz stroked the hilt of the sword a few times and suddenly said, "Madam will return to Winterfell in a few days. I think we still have many opportunities to fight..."

Zoro smiled, "There is happiness."

...

Three days later, Mrs. Stark said goodbye to her husband, nodded slightly at Zoro, and left King's Landing and returned to Winterfell.

"Kate..." Duke Ed stood on the wall until he could not see his lover's figure before sighing, "Just, I have something I want to ask you."

"Sir, please tell me."

"Sir Rodlick has recommended your sword technique to me. I want to ask you... to teach my youngest daughter Arya to learn sword technique."

Zoro was stunned. Unexpectedly, this incident actually fell on his head. His existence still had a huge impact on the plot.

Zoro thought for a while and replied: "This is my honor..."

On the way, Mrs. Stark looked at Sir Rodlick with a little strange look. The old Sir sat weakly on the saddle, as if he had no strength at all, which was inconsistent with his previous conscientious image.

"Jazz? Your body?"

Sir Rodlick quickly sat up and wiped away a slut of saliva from the corner of his mouth in secret, "No, madam, I'm fine. Yes, nothing is wrong."

"But I saw your legs and hands trembling..." Mrs. Stark smiled secretly. It seemed that he had exhausted him these days. After thinking about it, she decided not to say it out. She smiled, "Then let's continue on the road. I'm a little tired. Let's go to the next hotel today and rest."

"Okay, madam." Sir Rodlick said quickly, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief in secret. The Knight competition these days has exhausted him.

However, for three consecutive days of high-intensity battles, the guy named "Zoro" showed no sign of difficulty. He was such a monster...
Chapter completed!