Zhao Mai drove the "" disguised as a carriage and advanced north along King's Avenue. The road was flat, and the wheels rolled over a layer of fine sand, making a pleasant rustling sound. The warm and humid wind blew from the woods, bringing the fragrance of flowers and plants and the fragrance of trees. If you prick up your ears, you can vaguely hear the sound of pheasants flapping their wings, and the crisp sound of the deer walking through the forest and stepping on the branches.

The road is not alone, and you can often see groups of people marching in columns. They are fully armed, chatting and laughing loudly, and making noises. Most of the people riding on the horse hold high flags, with complex or simple badges depicting them. Zhao Mai only knows the family emblems of a few big families, such as the Stark family's black wolf head, the Lannister family's golden lion, and the Baratheon family's crowned stag, etc. Some slightly larger affiliated families, such as the skinned people, such as the Double Castle, and the Big Bear, also have some understanding of these. However, along the way, Zhao Mai did not see these kinds of flags.

Zhao Mai greeted them, and the other party responded enthusiastically. After a few simple words, Zhao Mai knew the information he needed. These knights heading south rushed to King's Landing to participate in the "Prime Minister's Martial Arts Competition". The Lord of the North, Duke Ned Stark, was invited by his good brother, King Robert Baratheon, who almost became his brother-in-law, to replace Jon Elin, the former guardian of the East who died of "sudden illness" - this man is the common "godfather" of the two - to become the new prime minister. The Prime Minister has great power, known as the "Hand of the King" to assist the king in managing the country. Even at some point, the Prime Minister can give orders like a king, and can be said to be a position that is optimistic about by ambitious people, powerful scheming people and lofty aspirations.

King Robert had few people whom he trusted, but Duke Stark was definitely one of them. Since the new prime minister arrived, he could enjoy himself even more unbridledly. A martial arts competition held to celebrate the new prime minister was born. This was a grand event that affected the entire Westeros. The knights, warriors, and fighters from all over the country hoped to show their skills in this grand event, gain the favor of the king, and thus gain both fame and fortune.

"I wish you a victory!" Zhao Mai shouted loudly, sending the same blessing to each team of travelers opposite. Such blessings are often rewarded with kindness. Through the narration of these travelers, Zhao Mai knew that there was a good hotel not far ahead, near Sancha River. Although the charge was a little more expensive, the goods were genuine. At least the mutton of the potatoes was cut from the sheep, not a rat or a dog; unless the guests could not afford the price and actively asked for dilution, neither the ale nor the fruit wine was mixed with water.

Well, let’s go to the pheasants or rabbits in the forest, and get out of the restaurant at night! After more than half a year of reserve grain for desert life, now I want to have fun when I see the green woods and grasslands. The eyes of Zhao Mai looked at Zhao Mai with an uncontrollable desire.

"Okay, okay, don't um, go run!" Zhao Mai turned around and opened the car door, allowing the big dog to jump out of it. "Remember not to run far away, it's not good to play too crazy."

The reserved grain shook its tail, jumped into the woods, arousing a group of birds. Zhao Mai continued to drive north along the road, lying on the window with his heart wooden spear, protruding his head and looking into the small flower. Decay spots appeared on the surface of the heart wooden spear, constantly expanding. Several fluffy roots of the small flower were wrapped around the heart wooden spear, and were constantly absorbing this weapon.

After a while, rain fell from the sky. The raindrops were warm, and the feeling of touching it was gentle when they fell on their body. Zhao Meisuo did not wear a cloak, but let the rain, which still smelled of summer, dripping on his body. His ponytail hair quickly became heavy, tightly pressed against his scalp. The rain also wet his sleeves and pants, but the torso, protected by the tireless armor, was still dry. Not to mention a warm rain, even a blizzard would be blocked by the magic armor, which would not affect Zhao Mai's health at all.

The full moisture quickly turned into gray mist, filling the woods. The leaves were hit by raindrops, and crackling sounds sounded. Zhao Mai raised his head, spread his hands, and immersed in the natural force filled with water vapor. His long-dry body was restored and his balance was maintained again.

The environment here is quite beneficial to Zhao Mai. The forest is the place he is most familiar with. The vibrant vegetation exudes a warm and comfortable feeling, which is very helpful in soothing the state of mind hurt by Atas's hot environment. The curse of blasphemy magic is still on Zhao Mai. When he practices the natural force, he will come out to make trouble and slow down his speed. However, the natural force here in Westeros is gradually soothing the anger and sorrow from another world, and the curse of blasphemy magic has shown signs of fading.

There is no such effect on the earth. Perhaps only places where the environment is protected have such characteristics, right? Zhao Mai has been in the city for several days on the earth, which may be one reason.

Before the ground began to become muddy, Zhao Mai smelled the smoke of firewood from the fog. Accompanied by the vague aroma of food, the sweetness of cakes and pastries, and the strong aroma of stewed meat and vegetables. The neighing of mules and horses came, and it seemed that the hotel was not far away.

Zhao Mai whistled vigorously, then shouted at the reserved grain. With a crackling sound, the reserved grain was directly transmitted to Zhao Mai. He held a fat wild duck in his mouth, put it on the seat, and stuffed the dog head into Zhao Mai's palm to "please praise".

Zhao Mai rubbed its wet hair hard and drove around a small corner. Sure enough, he saw a hotel located next to the avenue, most of its body embedded in the woodland. This is a three-story house, with the foundation and the first floor made of stone, painted with gray-white lime and paint, used as a tavern hall. The two floors above are wooden structures, and rooms with windows are opened as rooms. In front of the hotel is an open space with wells. The well water will be placed in the sink for a long time, and then it can be fed to the livestock in the next horse ring. Now the horse ring is almost full, with more than twenty horses squid one after another, and some with saddles and wet cloaks. It seems that there are several horse owners who are lazy and go to spend the whole life before taking care of their mounts.

The sign outside the hotel reads "Bow your knees for the lord", and laughter sounds came from inside. Although it is not noisy, they are also considered enthusiastic. The sound of cups and plates colliding is mixed with the sound of harp and singing. Simple and repetitive tunes, ups and downs and lyrics that are not very rhyming, probably this is a bad minstrel who has not learned real skills from his master.

A slightly fat woman pushed open the door, and warm light slowly flowed out from the door frame behind her and merged into the rain. Her temples were gray and her waist was round, and she no longer had the beauty and charm of her youth. However, her skills were more agile. She was holding a large basin of clothes that needed to be washed, and she could not see how hard it was. It seemed that she didn't expect that when it rained, she was as calm and slow as Zhao Mai, or she simply didn't hear the sound outside. She was startled when she came out.

Hiding the chewing tobacco from her mouth to her cheeks, the boss lady Martha, not Superman and Batman's mother, greeted him enthusiastically. She would not be so stupid as to get wet in her clothes unless she saw the big fish flag of the Bendli City. The place where the hotel is located is managed by the Tuli family in Bendli City, and the big fish is used as the family emblem to symbolize the wealth of the Sancha River Basin. As long as it is not a lord, the others are just guests, and it is not worth her enthusiasm.

Zhao Mai jumped out of the carriage, carrying a fat wild duck in his hand. "I want some food and drink, so I'll leave with the rain. I hit a duck on the road and help me process it."

"The prey here belongs to Lord Tully, so your duck must have been brought from home, right?"
Chapter completed!