All the guests were seated, and Gary announced the start of the banquet.
The servants who were standing in the hall immediately became busy. They went back and forth between the kitchen and the banquet hall, continuously delivering delicious food and wine to the dining table.
The lords also raised their wine glasses at this time and swore allegiance to King in the North.
Gary waited for them to finish speaking one by one, and then motioned them to quiet down, "The North has gone through catastrophes, and like this Winterfell, it almost fell apart. I am very happy that you can respond to my call and come to Winterfell to take the oath."
"As you all know, House Stark is not good at maneuvering. I am the same way, so everything today will be stated openly."
"From today on, the North can only have one voice, and that is the royal power. Even if I ask you to die now, you must obey unconditionally and must not disobey."
"Anyone who disobeys the king's order will have his entire clan destroyed!"
As soon as these words came out, all the lords were in an uproar.
You know, the lords of Westeros have very great rights. They own their own castles and lands, and can tax and recruit troops at will in their fiefdoms with almost no restrictions.
It is precisely because they have their own army that gives them enough confidence to retain the right to refuse when facing Winterfell.
For example, House Dustin of Barrowton, their military strength can be ranked fourth in the North, second only to Stark, Bolton and Manderly.
But when Robb summoned the the North princes to form the the North coalition to go south, Barbrey Mrs. Earl Ricewell Earl (the widow) of House Dustin only sent a few dozen recruits to send Robb away because of personal grudges.
Although Robb had not yet become the king at that time, he was still Young Wolf of Winterfell. Barbrey·Lacewell looked down upon and neglected Winterfell in this way, as if he was not afraid of House Stark settling his scores in the future.
But it turns out that she really doesn't have to be afraid.
Almost all the the North families that have gone through War of the Five Kings have lost all their wealth. Only House Dustin has managed to survive and retain its army to this day, becoming one of the largest the North families.
Moreover, Barbrey·Lacewell's father, Rodrik·Lacewell, is Earl from the creek land.
Laiswell is also a big family of the North. They also suffered losses among War of the Five Kings, but they still have hard power.
Today, Barbrey Laiswell has the armies of the two major families, Dustin and Lacewell, with a total of six thousand people.
She is now the entire the North, the only person qualified to challenge Gary.
"Your Majesty, no one wants to die. What's more, a king who lets his vassals die casually is not a good king. Mad King Aerys's lesson, isn't it enough to warn your Majesty?"
Gary stared at the old woman with gray hair on her temples and said calmly, "Mad King doesn't have Dragon, I do. Mad King can't Magic, I will. Barbrey Mrs. Lazwell Earl, do you want to declare war on me? Then you have to find some allies, otherwise you will not be able to withstand my Dragonfire and Magic."
He shook the wine glass in his hand, "With one man and one dragon, I can destroy House Bolton's five thousand army. I can also make some disobedient families disappear from the land of the North."
Barbrey Laiswell's eyes widened and he yelled glumly, "This is impossible! You are lying!"
The other the North lords also looked at each other in surprise.
They always thought that Weiman Earl brought White Harbor's army, helped Winterfell rescue the siege, and defeated Bolton with Gary.
After all, two thousand Manderly troops and Dragon fighting side by side to defeat Bolton's five thousand coalition forces is more reasonable and more convincing than Gary's one man and one dragon defeating the five thousand coalition forces.
Weiman Earl laughed and said, "It's all true. Before my army arrived, His Majesty defeated Roose Bolton's five thousand troops by himself."
The banquet hall became eerily quiet, and then suddenly bursts of noise, exclamations and praises filled the air.
Only a little girl, less than ten years old, made a different sound. She asked Weiman Earl: "Wiman Earl, Luke In the letter, His Majesty just asked us to come to Winterfell to take an oath. You should only need a hundred people to escort you, right? Why did you bring so many troops to Winterfell?"
Weiman Earl smelled the aroma of the wine in the glass and said with a hint of contentment, "I am different from you. His Majesty asked me to lead the troops to come to the rescue. As for why Your Majesty only sent the recruitment order to House Manderly, it is probably because of trust."
"Pah!"
The little loli was so angry that she slapped the ice table and said angrily, "Weiman Earl, you have no right to question House Mormont! When we followed House Stark, you Manderly were still seeking survival in the corner of the southern border."
Weiman Earl deliberately placed Bright-Roar on the long table, "Lyanna Earl, you misunderstood. I just want to say that His Majesty has great trust in House Manderly and did not mean to insinuate other families."
"Valyrian steel sword? Valyrian steel sword of House Manderly, hasn't it been lost a long time ago? How could it be..."
"The sword head made of gold is badly worn, but looking at the outline, it looks like a lion's head... Golden lion? Lannister?"
Just when the lords were guessing the origin of Bright-Roar, Gary calmly snapped his fingers.
A Stark general standing behind him immediately lowered his head and left the banquet hall as if he had received some order.
A dozen servants filed in from outside the door, each holding a gray dagger in their hands. They came to the Ice long tables and placed the daggers in their hands neatly in front of each lord.
The shape of the dagger is ugly and even feels a bit cheap.
No one wanted to touch such an ugly dagger, but Lyanna·Mormont was curious and took the lead in pulling out the dagger in front.
"Eh? Valyrian steel?"
After hearing her words, everyone was shocked to realize that these dozen daggers were all made of Valyrian steel.
Gary looked at everyone's reactions with interest, then he faced the door, raised his hand and shouted, "Bring him up!"
All the lords looked at the door of the banquet hall and saw two Stark soldiers dragging a naked man to the middle of the hall.
The the North nobles present all know the naked man, the Dreadfort Earl, the predecessor Warden of the North, Roose Bolton, known as "Lord Leech".
Roose Bolton's hands and feet had been amputated, and he was sitting on the cold ground in a state of embarrassment. He had long known the outcome he was about to face, and instead of feeling scared, he actually showed a little excitement.
"Come on, let me see what you can do."
Gary ignored him, stood up and said to the the North lords, "Roose Bolton is one of the main planners of Red Wedding. He personally killed my brother Robb, and he indirectly killed everyone's relatives. The North will never be forgotten, and he will accept our trial here."
He condensed a Ice short knife in his hand, "Pull out the dagger in your hands and peel off his skin."
At this time, Barbari Lacewell couldn't help but remind her, "Your Majesty Luke, Roose Bolton is the Earl of the Dreadfort, and only you can judge him. And according to the ancient tradition of the North, those who sentence the death penalty must do it themselves."
Gary played with Ice Blade in his hand, and locked a pair of sinister eyes on Barbrey Leswell, "Barbrey Leswell, are you disobeying the king's order?"