Chapter 139 138.Hound Knight

Why did a butcher's son pop up again?

"How many people were involved in the stick you used to hit the prince?"

Lan En looked helplessly at the nervous Aaliya.

"It's not my fault! Joffrey went too far!"

"Mikay and I are friends. We were playing with wooden sticks by the river. When he came over, he went crazy and asked Mikay to fight him. What he had was a real sword! Mikay was so scared.

He froze and begged him to take back the order, but Joffrey said that if he didn't fight, he would be showing contempt for the prince. He also took a sword and slashed Mycah's face. "

"If I didn't hit him, Mikay might have been hacked to death on the spot!"

Alia has a good story-telling ability, and she vividly interprets a prince who is domineering to the point of dementia while dancing.

Lan En's eyes twitched when he heard this.

A bloody duel between civilians holding real swords and wooden sticks?

Is that prince mentally ill? Is he a sadist?

At least there is a profit-making logic behind Stetsa's actions. Will Prince Joffrey gain prestige by abusing civilians here?

Lan En obviously just passed by, but he knocked them over forcefully.

In a circle around them, there were five soldiers holding torches and swords at their waists.

"Tsk, I thought you were the kind of person who knows how to fight fairly."

With a small cheer, she pulled Nymeria's wolf ears and stood up.

Lan En held down Aria's intention to leave.

In their eyes, although this kid who suddenly rushed out was a bit good in appearance and ability, how could he possibly defeat the hunting dogs and them?

The sound of long swords being unsheathed was heard all around, and the five soldiers were about to join the battle at this time.

A hoarse, deep voice came from the hound's helmet.

This is another unearned credit.

Moreover, the three of you ran away separately and finally met up here?!

Under Lan En's gaze, Arya lowered her head, Nymeria tilted her head, and the dog tilted its head.

"Ugh!"*2

“Bang!”*2

The two soldiers felt as if they had been hit by a mad buffalo!

Lan En noticed that the leather armor on the chests of these soldiers uniformly had a lion pattern.

Although Lan En still has very little understanding of this world, through Aria's description and on-site observation, he can confirm that the family of the little girl next to him must be involved in a power struggle.

A second before the Hound Knight's sword pierced Mikael, a clear sword light suddenly appeared.

The small circle of five people made a way, and a huge figure of at least 2.23 meters tall, holding a torch, walked through the woods.

Their expressions were very confident. This confidence was not because of their own combat prowess, but because they were dealing with an enemy together with the Hound Knight.

Appearing in public with the daughter of the Duke of the North, even if these people don't deal with the Stark family, they should not dare to do anything to Arya.

Two people and one wolf, because Lan En was leading the way, so the bushes and branches along the way were not obstacles, and they quickly reached the place where the cheering crowd was.

The five soldiers approached the boy with joyful and cruel smiles, punched and kicked him, causing the boy to fall to the ground like a puddle of mud.

"The Hound is coming!"

Sure enough, with a sound of metal friction, the Hound Knight pulled out his half-hand sword that fit his size from his waist.

They took up their respective stances and fell into a confrontational posture.

Without any hesitation, the long black sword was about to stab Mikai who fell to the ground!

It was a knight wearing fine black armor, and the helmet on his head was shaped like a hunting dog.

Lan En nodded towards Aaliya, and the little girl immediately understood what he meant.

But he forgot one thing——

No matter what, since the cheering place over there is not far away, let's take Alia there to have a look.

There are many abnormal people in this world.

They looked at the boy like hungry mice looking at a piece of cheese.

He looked as if he wished he could shrink himself to the size of an ant.

This was the first time since he transplanted the gene seed that he felt a little difficult when wrestling with humans.

If he could be picked out with a beating here, Lan En felt that the beating was worth it.

After all, he is just the son of a butcher, so why bother holding on to him?

Lan En was trying to figure out the possibility of things developing from a normal person's point of view.

"He is a fugitive? But I heard that it was the young lady of the Stark family who gave the prince a stick. Killing a butcher's son is not a good deal, right?"

This direwolf was like a well-trained hound, wandering around Arya alertly, acting as a guard.

Seeing how he is being beaten now, he will probably be reprimanded at most and be done with it in the future.

This is a powerful knight.

Lan En felt something was wrong when he saw this.

If he just came to arrest someone and get beaten, why should Mikai be so afraid?

Immediately, Lan En narrowed his eyes slightly, touched the hilt of the sword with his palm, and led Arya and her direwolf towards the direction of the crowd.

He led five soldiers and cautiously approached Lan En.

A red-haired, freckle-faced boy wearing burlap sat paralyzed in fear and leaned against the roots of a tree.

"You are just a nobody." The Hound Knight's tone was always aggressive, as if everyone owed him money. "A fair duel with you will not bring me any benefit."

But at this tense moment, Lan En put down his guarded sword-holding posture and looked playful.

The five soldiers surrounding the circle originally looked like they were watching the show, but then the howling of the wind came from behind them.

The process of the expression changing from 'watching a good show' to 'surprised' is very interesting.

And this butcher's son would most likely not survive if he was involved.

"Heh." The hound sneered mockingly from under his helmet. "Okay, no one can stop those who want to die."

With a "dang" sound, he caught the opponent's broad sword edge.

That's something running wildly!

Lan En did not expect that before he met the famous knights and warriors in the magical world, he met a good fighter in an ordinary different world.

But the two people in the middle were only halfway through turning around when a tall and heavy figure crashed directly into the gap between them!

Their eyes widened and they wanted to turn around and look back.

But the boy who had been beaten so hard that he couldn't even turn over actually whimpered as this person approached and moved back as if he was desperate.

Lan En's slightly squinted eyes widened slightly at this moment, and he could also see through the gap in the hound's helmet, the other party's suddenly tightened eyebrows and surprised eyes.

Although the other five soldiers also gathered around him, Lan En's expression was quite relaxed.

Wrestling sword fighting is not a wise stance in a sword fight, so the Hound Knight and Lan drew their swords together and retreated in a tacit understanding.

When the 'hunting dog' who sounds like he can take care of things comes, he will take Alia out directly, and then people's attention will naturally be drawn away from the worthless Mikay.

He approached Mikael with heavy steps.

Although the opponent was nearly 40 centimeters taller than him, his strength must have come from hard training based on his natural talent.

It is difficult to say whether the scale of this power struggle is large or small. It is difficult for the top nobles themselves not to encounter this.

"I don't know who you are, but this is the fugitive who hurt the prince, so stay out of your own business, kid."

"Um?"

"Maybe I will be famous tomorrow?" Lan En tilted his head and smiled, as if he didn't see their actions.

"Alia, come out. The Duke of the North will definitely make a name for whoever finds his daughter."

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