You can see the gray castle located on the high slope from a distance. The castle is simple in shape, without fancy spires, and there are no relief shapes on the entire castle body.

This castle is extremely ancient and has a history of seven or eight thousand years. It is said that the person who built it was the founder Brandon Stark, who was also the ancestor of Stark who built the Great Wall in Desperate.

However, compared with the behemoths like the Great Wall of Desperate, which run across the East and West Continents, the castle in front of you is much smaller.

Winterfell is called a city, but it is actually just a huge fortress. Although it looks quite grand on the outside, it actually covers not much land, only a few acres in size, and it cannot settle in too many troops.

Therefore, most of the teams stayed in the winter shelter town where civilians lived outside Winterfell, waiting for their lords to return to their territory after returning to the war. A small number of people, under the reception of the Winterfell master, continued to walk towards the castle.

...

"Hey, Charles!"

As soon as I arrived at the winter shelter town, I could hear an excited greeting from afar. I looked up and saw an ugly little guy with long brown hair jumping and waving not far away.

However, without jumping a few times, she was scolded by a red-haired woman beside her. So she closed her mouth in disappointment.

Then, a group of people came up to meet.

"Sir Kelanston."

As soon as the red-haired woman approached, she gave a deep gift to Charles, "Thank you for everything you have done to my father and my husband. The Tuleys and the Starks will always remember you, and you will always be our most respected guest."

"Mrs. Stark is polite." Shire smiled.

Although we just met, the children around the woman can already explain who this person is.

Caitlyn Tully, the mistress of Winterfell, Ed Stark's first wife, the eldest daughter of the old man he had saved before.

She was quite enthusiastic. Depending on the situation, this person seemed to have brought his whole family out to welcome him.

After greeting, Charles glanced at the children beside her.

Arya, who was winking at him, did not mention it, and Sansa, who had a reserved but sincere smile on her face, was still standing aside like a lady.

Next to her, a little brat who was rubbing his eyes and looking sleepy, probably Stark's youngest son.

Finally, he looked at the more special one of these people.

Li Hair and blue eyes, a cute child about ten years old, is now carried by a big man in a characteristic basket. His legs are hung under the basket, and he looks full of powerlessness.

This person seems to be a very important figure in the future.

Shire secretly recalled.

But before he could look carefully, a crow scream suddenly appeared from the depths of Winterfell. He seemed to be greeting him faintly.

Charles looked at that direction, thinking.

...

On the evening of entering the castle, a grand dinner began, with the Starks, and all the important people in Winterfell, including Sir Roderick and Bachelor of Ruwin.

One obvious difference is that in the north, the status and status are not as clear as those encountered in the south.

Here, civilians and nobles can also eat at the same table without such strict class distinction.

Of course, the civilians here refer to the retainers and subordinates of the lord's family, rather than real peasants.

The temperature in Winterfell is relatively low. Although some places are not human, Charles' actual physical constitution is still a normal person. As soon as he arrives, he feels a little trembling.

But the temperature in the bedroom is pretty good.

The city is built on a hot spring. Through pipes, the hot spring water can be transmitted to all rooms of the main castle, and then heat is dissipated.

But no matter how comfortable the bedroom is, you can't always stay inside, especially after realizing that Winterfell has some secret.

So the next morning, he got up early and walked in a certain direction in the castle under the escort sent by Mrs. Stark.

However, not long after, he returned home disappointed.

...

"The tree of heart is a symbol of the old god," said Mrs. Caitlyn, looking at Charles with a strange look: "I thought you would go to church as soon as you come here."

In the second-floor corridor of the castle, Mrs. Caitlyn was about to handle daily affairs, but she met Charles and her party who had returned from the Winterfell Sacred Wood Forest.

"There is nothing good to see in the church." Charles replied. Recalling everything he had just seen, he frowned secretly.

The heart tree is equivalent to the statue of the old god, and the god wood forest is a necessary place for every believer of the old god, just like the church of the Seven Gods, but the old god did not have a pastor.

But there is a more special existence than a priest...

Although the so-called Heart Tree is special, in general, there is nothing in that divine wood forest. He neither sees the real crow nor a mysterious existence in his memory.

But the loud crow yell I heard when I first arrived here yesterday must not be an illusion. Such a loud sound is even more impossible to be an ordinary crow.

"Did I hide it? Or did I find the wrong place?"

While thinking about it, a loud noise suddenly came. He thrust his eyes and found several children laughing and playing not far away.

Three boys were in the courtyard, while the girl Arya stood on the second-floor wooden corridor, looking at the courtyard below with annoyed look on her face.

"Those two are the Great Wade Frey and the Little Wade Frey of the Frey family, my two adopted sons." Seeing his eyes swept away, Caitlin spoke and said, as if he was going to stay here for a while.

However, seeing that her face was strange and seemed to have something urgent, Charles suggested: "If you have something to do, you can go and do it. Don't worry about me. With the guards, I will probably not get lost."

"This..." Caitlin hesitated on her face, but seeing that Charles did look indifferent, he nodded.

"Okay, thank you for your understanding." She said, leaving in a hurry.

This man was always worried about his son's disability, so when the "suspect" Tyrion Lannister was suppressed, she certainly couldn't keep calm again - even though she had caught a dwarf once before.

Shire understood this quite well, but he did not think that the short man would be the murderer.

This is not trust or anything, but his scepter.

The scepter can tell whether a person is lying.

"Good luck."

While shaking his head secretly, he followed the wooden corridor to Arya. At this time, the little guy stared at everything in the courtyard below.

As soon as Charles looked at him, he found that Bran of the Stark family was holding a bow and arrow carefully aiming. The two naughty children of the Frey family were now surrounding the target and laughing and disturbing him.

"The two bugs in the Frei family are so annoying!"

Mumbled, Arya suddenly found Charles standing beside her and said curiously: "Didn't the wizard walk without sound?"

"No, you just didn't pay attention."

Shire said, and a burst of laughter came. He looked down and found that Bran had shot a missed arrow.

Arya saw this and stared at the stairs.

Shire grabbed her in time. "What are you doing?"

"Go and beat them!" The girl looked angry. Judging from the expression on her face, she seemed to have been patient for a long time.

"You have a bow, why don't you use it?"

"I'm afraid of shooting missed, and my mother doesn't want to see them hurt." Arya replied, shaking a broom quietly picked up in her hand: "My sword won't miss it."

This broom?

Charles shook his head, snatched the bow and arrow in her hand, aimed it slightly, and the arrow shot out like lightning, inserted it into the soil in the school ground with a sneer, hitting the heels of one of the naughty children.

The harsh sound of laughter came to an abrupt end.

He stared at the arrow that was sinking into his feet for a few glances. The naughty child couldn't help looking upwards. Arya, holding a bow and arrow, made him look embarrassed.

"What are you doing when you are ugly?"
Chapter completed!