More than a thousand people came out of the castle one after another, lined up in long queues, and slowly moved along the banks of the Sancha River.

Charles rode a brown and black spotted horse and followed Luce Borton, while looking at the surrounding scenery while communicating with Earl of Borton.

"After the arrival of the North Army, Lannister wisely withdrew his troops. Now the Duke is helping the Tuli family restore order in the Flow City."

"He knows you're going to take Herrenburg?"

"I sent a raven notice, but the Duke is not aware of it at the moment, but the fighter planes are fleeting. I think we should attack quickly to avoid any support from the enemy."

Shire was not proficient in this, so he just listened quietly without commenting.

Earl of Bolton said to himself: "I am going to attack Herrenburg and let our people pretend to be defeated. The blood troupe will take them into the strong fortress, and we will cooperate inside and outside..."

...

The army gradually drifted away, and the Luanhe City behind him had become a small black dot. At night, they temporarily rested in a castle called Haijiang City. They left the city early the next day and began to continue their journey.

After three consecutive days, Charles spent the horses on their backs. They passed by the deserted stone city and the beauty market one after another. They were about to cross the Lancha River and continue their journey. A dusty messenger suddenly caught up with the team from behind.

He carries the flag of the Frey family, so Borton personally meets him.

"Is something wrong with Luanhe City?"

The messenger said exhaustedly: "No, sir, it's Duke Stark."

"What's the point of Lord Duke?"

"Duke Stark ordered you to join your army to quickly reach King's Landing."

Luce Bolton frowned when he heard this.

"Although Junlin has no military defense, the golden robe of more than 6,000 is not something I can deal with, let alone siege the city."

"No, sir." said the messenger: "His Majesty Stannis has occupied King's Landing, and the Duke of Stark ordered you to go to King's Landing to meet him."

...

After Lannister withdrew from Benliu City, the capital of the seven countries, King's Landing City was abandoned by them?

When Botton heard the news, his cheeks, which were paralyzed, could not help but a trace of shock flashed across his face, but then he frowned.

"Lannister is really willing to do so."

"What?" Shire asked curiously.

"Ranli Baratheon is now gradually approaching King's Landing. We now occupy King's Landing and can only face him head-on, and then the old lion hides aside and watches the show."

As he said that, Botton sneered.

"But we knew it was a plan, but we had to do it according to his ideas."

"Why?"

"Lannister's actions are equivalent to giving up the throne of the Seven Kingdoms, but Lanli and our Majesty will not let go so easily - few people can recognize that only by holding a sharp sword, power and reputation can be traced, otherwise there will be only a piece of empty talk."

He snorted coldly, he turned his horse's head and turned around and ordered loudly: "Give up the Herrenberg route, and the goal is to be the king!"

"Yes!" The messenger nodded, then rode his horse to the team behind him. "The Count has an order to give up the Herrenberg route and the goal is to be the king!"

...

"The Count has an order to give up the Herrenberg route and the goal is to be the king!"

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"The Count has an order to give up the Herrenberg route and the goal is to be the king!"

...

The troops who received the order began to change their direction and began to speed up their journey.

For these indigenous people, the current situation is clear and tense, but these have little impact on Charles.

The only headache he has now is his butt problem.

If you ride a horse for a long time, even if your original body is good at riding a horse, it will not stand the test of time.

Every time he got off the horse and set up camp, he couldn't help but rub his butt to relieve blood stasis.

However, in order to maintain the "dignity" of the black wizard, this behavior even had to be done carefully in the dark. It can be said that it is light on the outside but very bad on the inside.

Along the way, the army passed by the rushing city, which had just been liberated from the war, and was welcomed very warmly. He passed by various towns in the chaos of Hejian. This priesthood, which was located in the continent of Westeros, is famous for its wealth and prolificity. However, after the destruction of the war, it has become deserted and sparsely populated.

"Tywin sent Gregor Crigan to lead a team to harass many family territories in Hejian to reduce the strength and morale of the Tuli family in Hejian. From the moment, Crigan is doing a good job."

Borton once commented on a small town burned to ashes, where they camped that night.

...

The army does not encounter cities every day, and they continue to rush around. If there is a city in the city, stay in a hotel if there is no city. If there is no hotel, they can only spend a night in the wilderness or in the ruins of the town.

The long journey was boring and boring, as if it was just a horse riding. The long-term sightseeing also made Charles feel nothing new about this ancient world, but was very eager to stabilize.

The bumpy horseback couldn't even read books, so I could only take a few glances occasionally while I was resting.

Shire didn't complain about this, after all, the temptation of the dragon bone and dragon crystal in Junlin City was enough to make him dispel all negative thoughts.

But his butt always "protest" with him.

He often prayed that this period of time would pass quickly so that his butt could rest.

However, until the time of the Charles stayed was exhausted, they had not walked more than half of the journey—this was a comfort.

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The world in front of the door, the residence of Privet Street.

As soon as he returned, Charles couldn't wait to collapse on the velvet bed, and he didn't even bother to change his clothes, so he fell asleep directly.

The next day, the third day, and the fourth day were still the same. He was kept at home, either sleeping or recuperating.

The past few days of running around have made Charles not want to run into the world of ice and fire for the time being to repeatedly rush the road.

"Anyway, if you don't go now, time will be accumulated and you won't be wasted."

He always comforted himself with this sentence, but when he thought that he would go in again sooner or later, he couldn't help but look awkward.

It also makes him cherish this stable life now.

Reading books, recuperating from wounds, thinking about spells, and with the service of servants, Charles lived a life of clothes and food for a long time.

However, before this leisurely life lasted for a few days, a disaster suddenly occurred in this warm little nest.

...

The night falls quietly outside the window, the breeze blows the light blue curtains, and the cool moonlight shines on a pot of daffodils on the windowsill, pure white and delicate, with a slightly cool color due to the light.

"Am I going to die?"

Lying at the head of the bed, holding his little bear, the girl with long brown hair was very pale. After seeing Charles walk into the house, her originally clear blue eyes were staring at him, her eyes full of despair.

Although the girl who had hidden diseases originally had a healthy disease, she seemed to have had a serious illness at this time, with her lips chapped, her expression dull, and she looked extremely weak.

Yesterday I had the courage to pinch my cheeks, but now I can't even stand up.

This finally made Charles know what it means to be sick and fall.

"You won't die, you just need more rest and take medicine on time." Holding the girl's thin and weak hand, Charles sat on the chair at the head of the bed and comforted her quietly.

"You are lying." The girl blinked and said, "Every time you lie, you will squint your eyes, and I've discovered it long ago."

"If there is nothing, don't talk nonsense at every family." Charles looked embarrassed and then changed the subject and said, "Sleep well, you will be much better tomorrow, I promise."

He said, lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead, then got up and prepared to leave, but the girl grabbed his hand.

"I don't want to see my mom."

As she said weakly, the girl's face was full of tension, and her eyes revealed a hint of fear, "She is so scary, I don't want to see her."

Did your aunt scare her in death?

Charles sighed secretly. After saying a few words to comfort him, he saw the girl closing her eyes and walked out of the bedroom.

No one wants to die, even children.

But, at this point, who can avoid it?

The chaotic thoughts could not hide Charle's gloomy mood. Although the contact was not long, the girl was the first living person he had come into this world to contact and meet in the true sense, and it was also the only existence he could call his relatives now.

The lonely experience made Charles feel sympathy and compassion for him, as well as a feeling of being sympathetic and sympathetic.

However, now, this only relative is leaving him?

"Is there no other way?" Walking out of the girl's bedroom, Charles looked at Domo

This doctor named Domo has always been responsible for treating the girl, and no one knows her physical condition better than that.

"There is no way. I have not found the cause of this child's illness yet. I can only use medicine to reduce the child's pain."

The old doctor with gray hair responded with a sigh, his tone full of helplessness.

Shire couldn't help but feel silent.

To say how strong the relationship is, it is purely a lie. After all, the contact is not long, and no matter how much emotion you have, it cannot become that kind of close relationship. But just watching the girl die, he is very unwilling to accept it.
To be continued...