From a hired knight to a master of Game of Thrones

Chapter 100 Uninvited Guest

"Let me go! My father is Sir Nigel, and that large area of ​​land is my family's territory!" A thin young man wearing leather armor tried to break free of the ropes binding his hands, but only made his skin tighten and turn redder. Helpless, he continued to explain loudly, "I was hunting on my family's territory when a prey accidentally wandered into your area, and we didn't pay attention to our surroundings."

"We accidentally ended up here; we are definitely not poachers!"

While riding on horseback, Zachary scanned his surroundings to make sure no one was secretly poaching in the adults' territory without being noticed, and sneered, "What do you mean by 'accidentally'? The three of you didn't just appear on the border of our adults' territory, but went quite a distance in."

"I don't believe you can't realize that you've trespassed on our adults' territory."

"When we found out, they ran away without explaining anything."

"Heh, your flustered state makes it hard for me to believe you're not even aware of where you're standing!"

—Damn it, when did this land get a lord?!

Wasn't this land previously owned by the Mandalay family in Baigang?

The skinny young man felt that the Seven Gods were playing a joke on him.

Although this land previously belonged to the Mandalay family of Baigang, it was too remote and far from Baigang, so it was basically unmanaged.

In such situations, he and his companions sometimes accidentally crossed the boundary to hunt, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

But now.

The thin young man looked at the burly man on horseback and asked nervously, "What do you plan to do with me?"

"I can give you our prey, or I can compensate you with some money."

Poaching can range from minor offenses like confiscation of prey to serious consequences such as having one's hand cut off or being forced to join the Night's Watch.

It depends on how the lord whose hunting rights have been violated rules.

Zachary glanced at the thin youth whose face was starting to tense up, and slowly threatened, "This isn't something I can decide. Our lord will be here soon. If our lord is in a bad mood, he'll chop off one of your hands!"

After walking a short distance, the group saw several people dressed as knights approaching.

Zachary hurriedly urged his horse forward and, upon reaching Don Quixote's side, quickly explained the situation: "My lord, one of these three appears to be the son of a wealthy knight from the surrounding region."

"They said it was an accident and they didn't realize they had trespassed into your territory, but we discovered that they were located deep within your territory."

"I don't think they're being honest. They know where they are! And they know about their terrible behavior!"

—Are they from the surrounding territories? Or the son of a wealthy knight?

This is a great opportunity.

After dismounting, Don Quixote approached the three men, whose expressions had become even more tense, and said expressionlessly, "Do you know this is my territory?"

"According to the laws of the Seven Kingdoms, any act of entering my territory and hunting any prey without my explicit permission constitutes poaching!"

"I have every reason to believe you are guilty!"

—What to do, what to do!

The thin young man couldn't help but panic when he saw several men who looked even more knightly than his father approaching. But when he heard the words of the man with an extraordinary bearing at the head of the group, he became anxious: "My lord! My father is Sir Nigel, a vassal of Lord Mandalay of White Harbor. You may know him!"

"Please believe me, I am absolutely not some despicable person who wants to invade your territory!"

Don Quixote said coldly, "Did you just appear in my territory? Answer me truthfully!"

"Yes, sir," the thin young man replied instinctively.

Don Quixote continued, "Did you just hunt a deer on my territory? Answer me!"

The thin young man wanted to explain, but intimidated by the several fully armed knights coldly watching him, he swallowed hard and stammered, "Yes, sir!"

Don Quixote softened his tone, but still remained expressionless as he said, "In that case, things are quite obvious."

"However, I am a vassal of Lord Mandalay, the White Harbor, just like your father, Sir Nigel. I also do not wish for Sir Nigel's offspring to be convicted of poaching."

"There might really be some misunderstanding here."

"I will wait for your father, Sir Nigel, to arrive in the territory before making a decision!"

Upon hearing this, the thin young man breathed a sigh of relief, but then he hesitated and said, "Sir, my father is not currently in the territory."

"My father went to the last martial arts tournament held by Lord Mandalay in White Harbor and hasn't returned yet."

—It's been almost a month since the martial arts tournament ended, and they still haven't returned to their territory?

How big is that heart?

Don Quixote muttered to himself, then said, "I will have someone inform the people in your father's territory. They know what happened to you and will not stand idly by. They will try to tell your father."

"I will wait patiently for your father to come. Until he arrives, I will not treat you as sinners, but I will not treat you as guests either."

"You need to do something in my territory to salvage your damaged reputation."

"Yes, sir." The three thin young men dared not refuse and replied dejectedly.

—The territory has gained three more free laborers.

Don Quixote sized up the three thin, young men—the kind of people who should be working hard—and nodded, asking, "What are your names?"

The thin young man immediately replied, "Sir, I am Remy Carter."

The other two also said, "Sir, I am Mavkel."

"My lord, I am the hunter Jess."

"I am Don Quixote, you may call me Sir Don Quixote," Don Quixote replied, then looked at the two hunter apprentices of Windridge who were guarding Remy Carter and his two companions, and ordered, "Landon, Zane, untie them and take them back first."

"Their hunting weapons and horses have been temporarily confiscated."

"Yes, sir!" Landon and Zane, the two hunter apprentices from Great Wind Territory, replied respectfully.

After glancing back at Remy Carter and the other two, Zachary asked Don Quixote, "Sir, you don't seem to intend to punish them."

Having been by Don Quixote's side for some time, Zachary gradually became familiar with the man's personality.

He is a decisive person.

If you wanted to punish someone, you would have done so right now.

If there is no immediate reaction, it means that the adult has other ideas.

Don Quixote glanced at Zachary and explained with a smile, "Zakay, I am currently just a knight with a fiefdom, and I don't have much authority to judge these kinds of matters."

"Even if we want to investigate the crimes of these three people, we must inform Lord Mandalay so that he can pronounce the verdict."

—And the result will most likely be a mere fine of some silver deer for Remy Carter and the other two, a public apology, or something similar, nothing serious.

Although Remy Carter was only the son of a propertied knight, he was still considered a member of the noble circle.

Generally speaking, as long as the poaching is not too egregious, poaching by nobles is usually not punished and is sometimes even regarded as entertainment.

Even ordinary people, struggling to survive, face severe punishment if caught. This is the reality of Westeros.

Like Remy Carter and his two companions, if he keeps pressing this issue.

It's unlikely that Remy Carter will be in trouble.

However, the two commoners, Mavkel and Hunter Jess, are very likely to be severely punished. If he insists on severe punishment, Count Mandalay may have a chance to comply with his opinion.

So he never intended to do anything to Remy Carter and the other two.

At present, he has neither the authority to directly judge the crimes of Remy Carter and the other two, nor is he willing to easily offend a propertied knight, especially one whose territory is close to his.

He intended to achieve something from this matter, but not too much.