Chapter 65 Getting ready to leave
After carefully reading every word in the letter, Clay's previous good mood had completely disappeared.
The incident happened near the Neck, north of the Twins. After the White Sea Guard's spies in the Riverlands got the news, they immediately spread the news to the Twins. Clay estimated that the Ravens were on the Wolf's Den side of White Harbor. It should be flying over.
The letter did not name the attacker. It is estimated that the person who sent the letter received the information later, but the matter itself was already a very serious matter.
A caravan of more than fifty people definitely transports bulk goods. In addition to the labor involved in transporting the goods, according to Clay's understanding of his caravan, at least half of them have armed guards.
It's not yet known what the specific goods being escorted by this caravan are, but in the sensitive position of Ning Ze, Clay has some bad premonitions.
The recipe for the Witcher's grass decoction includes things obtained in the Neck. If you are really unlucky and encounter bandits, you can only admit that you are unlucky, but you are afraid that someone will stare at these things when you return to White Harbor. , there are suddenly extra purchase orders.
Clay knew that it was time for him to leave the Twins. Such a big thing had happened, he was the closest, and as the heir to White Harbor, he had to go north to deal with the matter immediately.
"Young Master..." The guard captain's face was equally ugly. Although they did not pass through Ningze by land on their way back, the road to the east coast through the forest was also very close to Ningze. Moreover, they intercepted and killed a group of dozens of people. The White Harbor caravan made the veteran very angry.
"Wait, let's find out the situation first. This is first-hand news. We still know too little."
Clay dropped his wine glass, stood up from his chair, stomped around the room, frowned in thought for a while, and asked aloud:
"Based on your experience, if you were to attack the same caravan and achieve the results described in the letter, how many people would you need?"
The guard captain shook his head and replied in a low voice:
"Master, your question is not very accurate. I can't answer it because I don't know who did this. Our caravan guards all have light leather armor and only have swords as weapons."
"If my cavalry were to come, the fifty-man charge would be over, but..."
"That's impossible. Right?" Clay said what he didn't say for him.
It is true that this area of Neck is covered with swamps. In addition to the Reed family in Graywater, there are also some Swamp people living here. If someone can unknowingly kill more than fifty heavy armored cavalry, It passes through countless eyeliners and appears directly on the neck.
That's really nonsense. Clay and the others took the sea route when they came, but on the sea of Biting Bay, except for the Mandalay family, there was no strong military presence at all.
Not to mention transporting fifty people and equipment, it is impossible to hide the truth and no one knows.
Are they really bandits? Clay didn't quite believe it. Although the Riverlands had always had a tradition of bandits, if they were to annihilate more than fifty people, with the bandits' equipment, at least a hundred people would be needed to do it, right?
No matter what, I have to go on this trip. There is only so much information that I can think of right now. I will tell you the rest after seeing it somewhere else.
"Yes, Master, this is impossible, then... what should we do now?"
The guard captain nodded, then stood aside, quietly waiting for Master Clay's order. He believed that with his young master's temper, he would never stay in Twins City and do nothing.
"You go and gather all the White Harbor Guards in the Twins. When I come back from Lord Walder Frey, there must be no less than 200 people. Even if I am working on a woman's belly, you have to give me someone." Drag it back."
Clay's tone was stern. Although he was young, he had been the heir of White Harbor for so long, and the involuntary majesty in his words had already made the guard captain nod immediately. After confirming the order, he immediately turned around and went out to execute it.
Good things never go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. Clay estimated that the Frey family, whose power spread throughout the entire upper reaches of the Green Fork River, had gotten the news to some extent. At this moment, Marquis Walder Frey was waiting for him to come to his door.
After sorting himself out, Clay took two guards and left the Mandalay family's residence and went straight to the main castle where Marquis Walder Frey was.
With steady steps, Clay arrived in front of the main castle. He straightened his expression and slowed down his pace. At this time, his impatient look made people look down upon him.
The Frey family soldiers standing guard, whose black armor was engraved with the coat of arms of the Twin Towers, saw Clay approaching and apparently recognized the mermaid logo on his armor, and the Frey soldiers immediately let him go.
"Where is the Marquis? I need to see him immediately."
Clay didn't know anyone in this castle, so he had no choice but to ask the soldier who guarded the door for Marquis Walder Frey.
However, it was not the soldier who answered him. A voice slightly familiar to Clay came from behind him:
"Master Clay, I will take you to my father, you don't have to ask him."
Turning around and seeing the person's face clearly, Clay was stunned.
Aenys Frey, why is he here? The two had a disagreement at the east city gate before, and Sir Aenys Frey left angrily. Clay was still laughing at him for his wishful thinking. How could he take the initiative to say hello to him now?
With a very kind smile on his face, Aenys Frey strode up to Clay, patted him on the shoulder and said:
"I originally went to your base to look for you, but the people in Mandalay said you weren't here, so I knew you must be here."
Clay shook his shoulders and let go of his hand, staring at him with a pair of eyes. He wanted to know why Aenys Frey went to the garrison to find him, and how could he be sure that he would come back here?
As if he knew what Clay was thinking, Inis led him towards the stairs of the main castle and whispered in a nonchalant voice:
"The Frey family's ravens are managed by me and the maester together. Oh, my father will not let his life be managed by outsiders."
There is no context, but Clay knows the meaning of this very well. The Ravens are managed by Aenys, so he must have known about the massacre of the White Harbor caravan when he couldn't find him at the Manderly family station. , and immediately understood that he must be looking for Marquis Walder Frey.
Moreover, Aenys Frey's words also revealed another layer of information. The Frey family's bachelors seem to have been ignored by others just like his own family. However, unlike his own family, the Frey family is purely Walder Frey. The Marquis himself was afraid of death.
The vigilance in my heart rose again. A Frey who could hold some of the authority of a bachelor and still greeted Clay with a smile after rejecting him was definitely worthy of attention.
Knowing that he still had something to say, Clay understood from the unclear smile on his lips that he had not given up yet...
