Chapter 38 Commander Bai Hai

Clay looked at the eager expression on Wilfield's face, and his thoughts couldn't help but swirl in his heart.

It's not that he was considering whether he should agree to his sister's request. He knew very well who Walder Frey was and what kind of people the Frey family were. How could he push his sister into the fire pit?

Today, when Wilfield made this request, he realized one thing. His sister was already 19 years old. This age itself was worth thinking about.

According to Clay's understanding, as a direct descendant of White Harbor and the eldest granddaughter of Earl Wyman, Wellfield, who has a good appearance, should have been passed over by the nobles who proposed to her.

But to this day, Clay has only vaguely heard from his servants that Earl Wyman once rudely rejected many nobles who came to ask for marriage contracts. So far, his sister still does not have any marriage contracts.

Clay was not looking forward to his sister getting married. He was thinking about what his old man was planning.

"I will reject them outright, don't worry, Wilfield."

Clay couldn't think for too long, it would give Wilfield the impression that he was still mulling over the matter.

Seeing that Wilfield was obviously relieved, Clay couldn't help but ask:

"Wilfield, grandpa didn't tell you about your engagement? You have already..."

Before he finished speaking, Clay realized that his last sentence was inappropriate and quickly closed his mouth. Unexpectedly, Wilfield didn't take it seriously at all, shook her head, looked at Clay with a pair of bright eyes, and continued what he said. :

"Yes, I am nineteen years old, but my grandfather has never mentioned the issue of engagement to me before. Not before, but he will do it when you come back."

Clay was stunned when he said this. What does this have to do with him? Why could he influence his sister Wilfield's engagement? Suddenly, Clay, who thought of his sister Vera, suddenly understood the reason.

To put it simply, when his uncle had no male heir and he was far away in Essos, assuming a situation at this time, the old man married off both Wilfield and Vera, or at least decided on them. engagement.

This in itself is nothing, but if an extreme situation suddenly occurs one day in this situation, the old man and the second-generation Willis and Wendell all have accidents, and the identity of the heirs is not fair, and Clay, who may not know the news at all, is not there.

Don’t think this is alarmist. In fact, in the original situation, a War of Five Kings was fought, Wendell Mandler died in the Blood Wedding, and Willis Mandler was captured by the Lannister. This extreme situation It really happened.

At this time, who is the heir to the Mandalay family in White Harbor? The answer is Wilfield, but please note that once she is engaged at this time, given the weak situation of women in Westeros, it is impossible to know which family will fall into the pocket of White Harbor.

This was the fundamental reason why Earl Wyman repeatedly rejected Werfield's engagement. The old man was trying to prevent or prevent this situation from happening.

Now that Clay is back, with Duke Ed's notarization, the identity of the heir is as hard as a steel plate. Naturally, in this case, White Harbor will not fall into the hands of outsiders no matter what. The old man certainly has reason to consider Wei carefully. Elfield's marriage is in serious trouble.

Since Wilfield doesn't want to marry Frey, of course Clay will do what she wants, but she just doesn't know her own thoughts.

Clay knows very well which families in Westeros are the real fire pits, and he will try his best to prevent Vera and Wilfield from coming into contact with these families. After all, once you get in, it will be extremely difficult to get out.

Seeing Clay's straightforward agreement, Wilfield smiled. Her beautiful face looked extremely beautiful among the flowers under the moon. Clay suddenly felt something called family responsibility. He didn't want Stark. I don’t even think about family member tragedies happening to my own family members.

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Clay, who was deeply aware of the power of the butterfly effect, was called to the study by the old man the next day.

I originally thought that the old man knew about the conversation between him and his sister Wilfield, and wanted to ask him what he said.

But when Clay opened the study door and walked in, he unexpectedly found a stooped, unsmiling old man standing in front of the desk, whispering something to his old man.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, the two old men stopped talking at the same time. Seeing that it was Clay, Earl Wyman, who was sitting in the soft chair, smiled and waved to him, motioning for him to come over.

Clay looked at the old man he had never seen before. Although he was wrapped in dark trousers, Clay could tell at a glance that one of his legs was fake.

The thick calluses on the tiger's mouth showed that this old man was once an expert in wielding a long sword. The long black clothes and the old face with one missing eye gave people a slightly sinister feeling.

Clay instinctively felt a sense of danger. The old man in front of him was lame in one leg and missing an eye. However, Clay was not as powerful as him, not because of his age.

Not sure if it was an illusion, but Clay told himself through the sensitive sense of smell brought about by the mutation that the old man in front of him had a strong smell of blood. This smell was not fresh, but more like a sedimentary smell.

At this time, Clay heard his grandfather’s introduction:

"Clay, he is Sir Bartimus, the former commander of the White Sea Guards as I told you before."

So he is the commander of the Mandalay family's huge spy agency? Clay couldn't help but take a closer look at him. The old man known as Sir was at least a knight with a fiefdom. However, as the young master of White Harbor, Clay had never seen him before.

That's right, if the person in front of him was a swinger like the Kingslayer Jaime Lannister, Clay would not believe that he would be the head of an intelligence agency.

"Hello, Sir Bartimus." Clay nodded to him and said hello.

Sir Bartimus is also looking at Clay. He is only slightly younger than Earl Wyman. It can be said that he has also seen all the ups and downs of White Harbor for so many years.

He had to admit that from the first impression, the young man in front of him was indeed a qualified heir, at least much better than the heirs he had remembered.

From Clay, he seemed to see Earl Wyman who was forty years younger, but Clay was much prettier than Wyman.

He stretched out his hand and shook Clay's hand. He just nodded and said nothing.

This was a bit rude, at least in terms of status, but Clay didn't care. He had enough patience for Sir Bartimus, who had been in charge of the White Sea Guards for nearly twenty years.

"Okay, Bartimus, this is my heir. Now you take him away. He is my heir and yours. Let him go to your territory to see what he is doing. He should also get a feel for what's behind White Harbor." The smell of blood."