Chapter 104 Clay Mandler sends greetings

Chapter 104 Clay Mandler sends greetings

The six of Clay were walking in the shadows of the buildings in Twin River City, and no one recognized them. The plaster on Clay's face covered most of his face, covering up his usually white skin.

Of course there are people in the Twins who remember his face, but who would associate the noble Master Clay Manderly with the muddy Frey soldier in front of him?

"Eron, what do we do next?"

Kristen Mandler, oh no, it should be Morgus Vishui at this time, asked the young master who was already Aeron Dahl.

Very satisfied with his performance, Clay pretended to be vulgar, hooked Krison's shoulders and whispered:

"Let's quickly pass through the Weihe Tower in the middle of the river. There are no people on the west side of the river, so we don't need to control it here."

As the team moved through shadow after shadow, Clay continued:

"After arriving at the east coast, I will take Krissen with me to wait for an opportunity to enter the Frey family's main castle. The four of you, go to the east wall and observe the situation of the gate defenders."

"Sneak in, use the Axi Seal flexibly, and use the chaos in the Frey family's main castle as a signal. I will find a way to distract some of the city gate defenders, and you will handle the rest."

"If there are too many people, don't force yourself. Use Quen's shield to protect yourself until reinforcements arrive."

This is all the order, it doesn’t need to be too complicated. For the rest, Clay believes that the team of witchers he has led by himself will achieve a beautiful result in the first battle in Westeros.

In the corners of the building, there were Frey soldiers lying down and resting everywhere. Four thousand people hurriedly gathered into the small city of Twins. It was not surprising at all that such a situation occurred.

Almost everyone knows the methods of Marquis Walder Frey, so the night here is unexpectedly quiet, and not many women's screams or gasps are heard.

Of course, except for several women's branches in Twin River City, this period may be the best time for their business.

Pushing aside a drunk Frey soldier, Clay and his party finally passed the long bridge across the Green Fork River and arrived at the eastern castle that Clay was familiar with.

Looking up, the main castle of the Frey family located in the center of the eastern castle is very calm and does not have too many lights on.

Marquis Walder Frey is very confident in his city wall. He is sure that more than 10,000 people in the north will be unable to do anything with this wall.

You are so confident, my Lord Marquis.

Clay sneered in his heart and walked towards the core area of ​​the Frey family where there were still faint sounds of people at night.

Unlike last time, Clay Mandler's identity can be wandered around the castle casually, but now, he is just a Frey family soldier summoned from the countryside, and it is impossible to enter the main castle directly.

You have to find an opportunity, otherwise, you have to wait until the middle of the night when the guards are most relaxed.

With this thought in mind, Clay pretended to be a Frey patrolman and walked around the area with Kristen, while the other four people were already quietly heading towards the city gate.

From the front of Frey's Castle, many people were carrying supplies at this time. Most of them were ordinary people from Twin River City, who had been recruited to transport military supplies or food.

No one expects Marquis Walder Frey to reward them, because how can the aloof old Marquis care about them? The person who truly controls their destiny is the young Frey who is responsible for this matter in the venue.

To be arranged for something like this in the middle of the night, he must be an unlucky guy with no power, Clay thought to himself.

It was strange. He always felt that someone among those people was looking at him, but the gaze was very obscure. Clay just had a vague feeling, but he was not sure.

However, he was not sure that some people in the moving team were feeling turbulent in their hearts.

The head of the White Sea Guards in the Twin River City, Anti River, is now pretending to be an ordinary worker and is trying to figure out how to observe the Freys' movements.

The patrolmen played by Clay and the two walked around here for several times. Based on the spy's intuition, Anti River's idea was aroused.

After observing several times with his peripheral vision, Anti River was convinced that the two Frey soldiers were definitely not here to patrol and must have other purposes.

Have you met a colleague? Anti Hewen's mind was running fast. He probably knew who else had eyes in the Twin River City. The two sides had always been at odds with each other, and there was no need to fight to the death.

With such a good opportunity, Anti Hewen has to remember what these people look like. If he targets them in the future, there will be too much room for maneuver.

Looking for an opportunity, he picked up a bag of grain and deliberately took a long way to approach the two patrolmen who were pretending to be chatting and laughing.

It doesn't matter if you don't see it, it almost scared him to death.

How do you look at this face? Isn't this Master Clay?

Before Clay looked over, Anti River lowered his head at the speed of light. He was not sure whether this was Clay, and could not show any hesitation or intention to communicate.

The two passed by each other, and Anti River heard the voices of Clay and Kristen talking.

Although the content of the words was nonsensical pornographic jokes, Anti Rivers was absolutely certain that this was the voice of his young master Clay Mandler.

After recalling the young master's height and hair color, Anti Hewen's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Suspected to be a spy + appearance + voice + height and hair color, he was almost certain that the Frey soldier who just passed by was his young master pretending to be him.

Realizing this, Anti Hevin's first reaction was not happiness, but a sense of unknown anger.

Shouldn't the young master be among the army? What was the operation of these three or two people sneaking into Twin River City?

What do the adults in the north do for food? Let the young master come in and risk it himself!

He couldn't imagine what would happen if his young master was trapped in the Twins at a time when Walder Frey's flag was uncertain and the two sides were at war with each other.

That's a fatal thing!

The only reason that Anti Hewen didn't go up to ask immediately was that he didn't see the ruby ​​trident ring in Clay's hand that symbolized the supreme power of the White Sea Guards.

But this is understandable. How could he wear a ring that only nobles could possess if he was disguised as an ordinary soldier.

When he put down the food bags somewhere, Anti Hewen remembered the order the commander had given him when he was at the Wolf's Den in White Harbor. He had realized that the commander came to the city just for the city gate.

At this time, there is no time to complain about a group of nobles in the north. The power of the White Sea Guards in Twin River City must be activated immediately to become the commander's sharpest sword.

Now, with people around him, it was impossible for him to communicate directly with the commander. If he wanted to make Clay notice him, he could only put his face close to it. He hoped that the commander's memory was not bad and he could remember who he was. who.

After waiting for a while, Anti Hewen found the right opportunity and walked through the same route again, but this time, he held his head high.

Clay had been observing the buildings and soldiers of the Frey family, and he really didn't pay attention to these coolie workers. However, not paying attention once did not mean not paying attention the second time.

When he used the torch in his hand to see Anti Hewen's face clearly, he was just stunned for a moment, and then he immediately reacted.

Passing by each other again, Clay patted Anti Hevin's waist without leaving any trace.

Anti Hevin heard something that instantly reassured him. The commander said to him:

"The roaring waves of the angry sea."

The voice was very soft, but Anti Hewen was completely relaxed. The two of them had a tacit understanding, and they stayed like this until midnight.

The supervisor of the Frey family left, and the workers gathered here immediately dispersed and left faster than anyone else.

Clay waved to Anti River who was looking at him.

Anti Hewen perked up and immediately followed.

Finding a secluded place with no one around, Clay chuckled and said:

"Anti Hewen, I didn't expect to meet you. Originally, I didn't include you guys in this operation. When something happened, I thought you guys would spontaneously cooperate."

There was not much joy on Anti River's face. He looked at the commander who was wearing Frey soldier armor and asked with a headache:

"Sir, why don't you follow the army? Do you know how dangerous it is?"

Clay knew what he wanted to say, but he had no time to listen to it now. He raised a hand to signal Anti River to shut up. Clay said:

"Okay, I know the situation of this trip better than you. I'm here already. I regret that I don't have anywhere to buy the medicine."

Now that he had contacted the White Sea Guards, things became easier. Clay directly issued the order:

"Anti Hewen, concentrate all your strength, hide your weapons near the east gate, wait for the defenders to move into the city, and launch an attack immediately."

"Remember, the goal is to defend the city gate as much as possible. I have already arranged the family's cavalry regiment. As soon as we launch our attack in the city, they will immediately charge towards the Twin River City."

Seemingly remembering something again, Clay reminded him again:

"Near the city gate, there are four men I brought in. Take a look. They should take action before you. However, like me, they are wearing the armor of Shi Frei soldiers. Don't attack them."

Anti Hewen now understood that the plan to integrate external elements and develop both internal and external aspects had really been arranged long ago. He nodded immediately:

"I understand, sir, I will definitely restrain my people and not hurt them."

However, as soon as these words came out, Clay and Kristen, who stood beside him and had always been silent, had strange expressions on their faces that could not be explained.

Clay sighed, patted the courageous White Sea Guard Twin River City leader, and said sincerely:

"I'm not afraid that they will get hurt. I'm worried that if your people dare to point their swords at them, they will die ugly."

"..."

Anti Hewen was confused. What do you mean? Commander, does he mean that he can't deal with four people if he has dozens of people?

He was unconvinced, very unconvinced. He felt that he and the White Sea Guards were looked down upon by the commander.

But Clay didn't have time to think about what he thought and just continued his order.

"You go now, prepare in advance, and don't worry about what I am doing."

Reading the worry in Anti River's eyes, Clay grinned:

"Don't worry, your young master and I are very tough. Even the old and new gods won't be able to take me away. That's what I said."

After pushing him from the darkness into the light, Clay signaled that he could take action, and he, taking Krissen, returned directly to the Frey family's main castle.

…

Clay knew the layout of this main castle very well. After all, he had been there many times. He waited until midnight before preparing to take action. It was because there were too many people and the risk of being discovered was too high.

But now, the northern army is stationed outside the city, and there has been no movement for a day. These Frey soldiers have been nervous for a day, and now they are slacking off.

There were only two people on duty at the door. There should have been four, but now, the witcher's keen hearing told him that the snoring in the guard room was very heavy.

It's time, Clay and Kristen looked at each other, and the two followed the shadows and approached the door little by little.

Before the two Freys could react, two more Yaksi Seals hit their faces.

"You haven't seen me go upstairs. You've been on guard here."

Clay said to the guarding soldier.

He didn't intend to kill, not because the Holy Mother's Heart was overflowing, but because the smell of blood and corpses were too obvious signals in this place.

Clay asked:

"Are Lord Walder Frey and Ser Aenys Frey in the main building?"

The soldier may not know where the two people are, but as the gatekeeper, he still knows who is coming in and who is going out.

Soldier Frey nodded stiffly, indicating that neither of them went out.

This will be easier to handle. Clay doesn't have to search for people all over the Twins.

He touched all the way in, including the dozing maid. As long as there was a threat to two people, he would always use the Yakxi seal to greet him. In this case, it could only be used at night because there were not many people. During the day, Clay had just confused a person and was Even if people see it, it’s still in vain.

Through separate inquiries, Clay and Kerrison finally locked the location of Aenys Frey, an old man in his fifties staying in his bedroom.

"Krison, guard at the door. Someone is coming. If you can't control it, remind me immediately."

Clay ordered that the more times like this, the more he must ensure safety. Many things often collapse suddenly at the last moment.

Kristen nodded and followed Master Clay all the way. It was a completely new and exciting experience for him.

Looking at the young master's back, the young guard was filled with reverence.

Clay walked to the door. The door was locked, but it was not a problem at all for Clay. With a very small sound, Clay quickly locked the door.

Gently opening the door, the house is not completely dark. The most obvious light is the flickering candlelight on the window sill sheltered from the wind.

Clay opened the gauze curtain on the bed.

A knife in one hand knocked out a young woman whom Clay didn't know. If Clay guessed correctly, this woman could be Aenys Frey's granddaughter.

Clay stood in front of the window and struck the sleeping Aenys Frey on the forehead with the hilt of his sword.

Aenys Frey woke up when he was suddenly knocked. He looked blankly at Clay standing by his window. He was stunned for five seconds before he reacted. Just when he was about to scream, a dagger was already pressed against his throat. time, completely blocking all his sounds.

The candlelight flickered, and Aenys Frey, who had spent some time with Clay, finally recognized Clay. His eyes suddenly widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

Why is Clay Mandler here? Did the northern army suddenly attack at night?

Aenys Frey was confused.

At this time, he heard the first words spoken by Clay:

"Lord Aenys Frey, farewell. Clay Manderly is very pleased to see you again."

Aenys Frey felt a chill run down his back as he listened to the young man's tone. He swore that this was the most frightening opening he had ever heard in his life.

Mouth dry, Aenys Frey wanted to say something, but nothing came out.

Clay had no interest in listening to his nonsense.

"Lord Aenys Frey, greetings from House Manderly."

Green runes flashed.

Aenys Frey's self-awareness was fixed at this point.