Dominate the Game of Thrones with Mount and Blade

Chapter 18 Lord, where are you?

As a farmer in a riverside village, Darren never thought that he could spend the night in the Lord's castle.

In the past, even a glance from a distance would be scolded by patrolling soldiers.

Although the soldiers' reason was to prevent people from sneaking in after getting familiar with the castle, Darren stubbornly believed that this was the arrogance of the soldiers.

Now I am also a person who has lived in a castle. This is Darren's first thought after getting up.

Although he only made a big bunk on the ground and slept with many villagers.

He felt that his life was almost complete.

If his pregnant wife gave birth to a son, he would have no regrets in his life.

Darren's life is a typical life of a river farmer.

When he was a child, he played in the countryside with his friends who had no surnames, and did not receive the same education as the children of knights.

They didn't even have clothes that fit them. They were either too small or too big-because he grew up too fast, and his parents didn't have money to buy him new clothes every once in a while.

When he could pick up wheat ears, Darren started to work in the fields with his parents.

Not only did he work on his own land, but he also worked on the lord's land.

When he was a child, he didn't understand why the lord didn't have to work when they both owned land.

Why did the lord live in a beautiful castle?

When he grew up, he understood that this was life.

When he understood this truth, his parents found him a wife.

She was also a wild girl from the next village, who grew up in the countryside like him.

As a commoner, marriage only required a godfather to witness it, and there was no need to report to the academy.

Relatives helped build a few wooden houses, and he and his wife's small family was established.

After marriage, he got a small piece of land from his parents. Although the food produced by this fertile land was enough to feed him and his wife, it was only enough to eat.

If there was a child, there would be another mouth, and the small family would be broken.

There was no way, his parents also had to eat, and there was no way to give him more land.

Fortunately, there were enough small workshops in the river, which specialized in producing all kinds of small things for the nobles in King's Landing, so he joined a workshop and started working.

He started saving money for the child who would join his family at some point in the future.

He saved money so that his child could live a better life in the future.

Their workshop made wooden beds with exquisite reliefs, which were carved by skilled masters, and he and several villagers were responsible for helping.

He couldn't imagine what kind of person would sleep on such a wooden bed that could be called a work of art.

At least Darren would never sleep on such a bed in his life.

The price of dozens of silver deer was not something a small farmer could afford.

Every time he made a bed, he and three strong farmers carried it to the small dock of the village, and then carried it onto the boat that had been waiting there for a long time.

It was a very large ship, the largest Darren had ever seen in his life.

Then they got off the ship and watched it go away, heading to King's Landing, which Darren would never be able to go to in his life.

It is said that the ship first goes down the Red Fork River, all the way to the mouth of the Trident River, then goes around the Crab Claw Peninsula to the Narrow Sea, passes through Dragonstone Island to Blackwater Bay, and finally arrives at King's Landing.

It is said that there are thousands of such ships in King's Landing, coming from different areas such as Oldtown, White Harbor, Lannister Port, Gulltown, and even ships from free trade ports such as Pentos, Volantis, Myr, and Braavos across the Narrow Sea.

These complex nouns were uttered by a certain master, and then took root in Darren's heart.

He did not think about going to these towns and ports to take a look - he knew it was impossible - but thought about remembering and telling his children in the future.

Although they have not met yet.

Thinking of his children, he thought of his newly bought axe.

After being robbed by bandits, it was brought back by the lord.

He was going to buy the axe to chop trees.

Chopping trees is to get wood, and wood is used to make a small bed for children.

Darren also secretly learned some skills, thinking that he could let his child sleep on a bed with exquisite reliefs.

He made it himself.

Darren couldn't make his own life better, but he could make his son's life better.

Let his son receive some education, and at least know more words than his own name.

Let his son wear some decent clothes, decent.

Let his son know some things about the outside world, know that the Red Fork River is a tributary of the Trident River, know how prosperous King's Landing is, and know that there are places like Pentos and Braavos.

It would be even better if his son could go to these places to play after he grows up.

His son has been there, which is equivalent to him having been there.

"Come out quickly, they are coming again." The soldier's shout interrupted Darren's reverie.

He stood up, picked up his axe, and followed the soldiers to the city wall with the villagers.

Some of the soldiers of the Blackwood family left in the evening last night, and now they are back.

"It looks like they have captured someone." The soldier stood in front and looked at it, and said to the farmers.

Darren couldn't see what was happening under the castle wall because he was in a low position and could only stand behind.

"Open the door quickly, or I will kill her." A rough voice came from below the castle.

"They caught a woman." The soldier continued.

"Your lord has run away, why don't you open the door?" The rough voice asked.

"Don't open the door until he comes back. This is your order." Amber in gray robe replied.

Darren recognized him. He was the steward of the lord's castle. He sometimes went to the village to collect taxes on behalf of the lord.

"I don't want to kill anyone, but you are not cooperating. If Master Brynden makes a mistake, my whole family's lives will not be saved. We are all civilians, why bother me?" The rough voice continued to persuade me to surrender. .

Gray-robed Amber was unmoved. He turned around and commanded, asking some people to go to the east and some to go to the south, with bows and crossbows.

Half of the people followed the order and left, and the ground of the city wall suddenly opened up.

"This is your choice, I didn't force you." The rough voice sounded quite impatient.

Then there was a woman's scream.

It looked like something terrible had happened to this poor woman and Darren silently prayed for her.

He was assigned to stay here, and after hearing the screams, he came forward and lay on the wall like the soldier and Gray Amber to watch.

"Susan, what's Susan?"

When Darren saw it, he instantly became panicked.

The person tied up at the foot of the city was his wife, who was seven months pregnant, that honest river woman.

"Let him go and don't touch her." Darren shouted excitedly.

After hearing this, the officer in silver chain mail—the owner of the rough voice—smiled evilly and brought down the riding crop he held.

Susan screamed again.

Darren's heart also screamed and throbbed violently.

He thought of the lord who cut down the bandit leader with three swords.

If the lord was here, these bastards would not dare to do this!

Lord, where are you?

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