Julie did not wear the red cape.
The red cloak would increase her burden.
This is also a rule set by Father Gregor.
Without the red cape, whether riding a horse or wielding a sword, one does indeed appear cleaner and more agile.
Without the red cape, the horse seemed to move faster.
In twenty days, Gregor taught Julie to let go of all her attachments and focus only on her true goals.
Julie's armor is copper-colored.
It was modified from adult armor.
Adam Salomon could hardly recognize Julie.
He had only seen Julie once, on the Golden Avenue outside the Silver Hall. At that time, Julie was pale and thin, with dry, split hair. Apart from her calm and indifferent eyes, she was plain-looking and looked like a beggar.
Nearly a month has passed, and Jolie has undergone a complete transformation, becoming a completely different person.
"Sir Adorno, what brings you to Clegane Keep?" Julie Clegane's voice was crisp, but devoid of warmth. Her eyes were sharp and cold.
"Miss Julie, I have come to see Sir Clegane." Ador waved his hand behind him, gesturing for several prison wagons. "These prisoners are the family of the murderer, Alan Salriot. Alan Salriot plotted to poison Sir Clegane and also ambushed mercenaries to slaughter his men, committing heinous crimes. Although Alan is dead, his death cannot atone for his crimes. We have captured all of Alan Salriot's family members and brought them here specifically to be handed over to Sir Clegane for his disposal."
Julie gave a cold laugh: "Sir Ador, we Cleganes all know who the real murderer is." She stared into Ador's eyes, sending a chill down his spine. "Anyone who offends the Cleganes will suffer a merciless retribution. The Stranger will one day bring divine punishment upon himself, and I, Julie Clegane, firmly believe this."
"Yes, Miss Julie, I completely agree with what you say. Now that the criminal has been caught and brought here, Miss Julie, may we go and see Sir Clegane?"
"Leave the prison van, and get out!" Little Julie said coldly.
She loathed the actions of the Salomon family to the extreme.
Alan Sallowt avenged his master, and before his body was even cold, his family had already been betrayed by the Sallowt family. Were the hearts of these people made of the ice of the North? Or the teeth of sharks from the Sunset Sea? Such cruel and ruthless behavior, in their eyes, was perfectly justified.
Before Adu could speak, Sweet-Talking Rapht smiled and said, "Sir Adu, my lady said you should get lost, so get lost now." Sweet-Talking Rapht said "get lost" with a smile, as if he were saying "please," being humble and polite.
"Get out!" Pollifer roared.
"Get out!" the Clegane cavalry roared in unison.
Most of these cavalrymen were free miners who had only recently been trained at Crigganburg, but sheep trained by lions can quickly turn into menacing lions.
A fierce and malevolent aura immediately filled the air.
Ador and Adam were both renowned knights of the Westerlands, from powerful families, highly skilled in martial arts, and of noble status, yet they were all told to get out by the new recruits of Clegane.
This humiliation turned their faces into a cold, hard expression, like a mountain of silver and a stone of black.
"Miss Julie, we have come to see Sir Clegane, to hand over the criminals and apologize to him. Please make way for us, Miss Julie," Ador said coldly.
Julie remained silent, drew her short sword, took the small round shield from her back, and struck it with the short sword: "Clegane soldiers, I'll strike three times. If the Sharlott doesn't leave, take him down. Anyone who resists, kill him!"
Ha!
The Clegane cavalrymen roared in unison!
The faces of the two brothers, Adoo and Adam, and the fifty cavalrymen all changed.
Clang clang clang!
Sweet-talking Ralph, executioner Dunsen, fanatic Pollifer, and notebook Mark all drew their longswords and removed the round shields from their backs.
The Clegane cavalrymen removed their round shields, wielding lances in their right hands and round shields in their left, ready for battle.
Bang!
Julie's dagger struck the shield.
boom!
The Clegane cavalrymen slammed their lances against their round shields. This striking of the shields was meant to boost morale and intimidate the enemy.
There were a total of sixty cavalrymen and four cavalry officers.
Their weapons struck the round shields simultaneously, producing a deafening roar.
Bang!
Julie tapped a second time.
boom!
The cavalry followed with a second strike.
Surrounded on all sides, the warhorses of the Sharlüt cavalry snorted and their hooves pounded the ground restlessly, causing the formation to break apart.
But Ador Saloth did not draw his sword, and although the well-trained Saloth family cavalry were terrified, not one of them drew his sword.
After striking the second time, Julie put on her helmet and slowly lowered her mask.
This is a signal, a signal that battle is imminent.
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All the cavalrymen, including Knight Raff, removed their masks and prepared for battle.
A chilling gaze peered through the narrow gaps in his mask at Sharlout's troops, his lance thrust forward, pointing at the bodies of the cavalrymen.
Julie raised her short sword; the battle would erupt fiercely the moment she struck it a third time.
The Saloth cavalry, surrounded by lances on all sides, were at a complete disadvantage, and because Sir Ador Saloth had not drawn his sword, none of them dared to draw theirs.
"Let's go!" Adu's vest was already soaked with cold sweat.
He raised his hand and gave the order.
The Clegane cavalry surrounding Salot then made way.
Adam breathed a sigh of relief. Several spears were pointed at his chest, and if Julie struck down, he would be pierced through by several spears at the same time.
As Adoo Adam and his fifty family cavalrymen slunk away, the Clegane riders sang a farewell song of round shields behind them: Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
*
Three cars carrying members of the Alan Saloth family were driven into Fort Criggon.
The prison van doors opened, and the people inside were too frightened to get out.
The terrifying Mountain stood in the courtyard, practicing his swordsmanship, brandishing his greatsword. His enormous body resembled a beast from ancient times, only in human form. His longsword, as long as a spear, moved with the dexterity of a small knife and fork in his hands. With a gleaming cold light, Clegane's sword danced faster and faster, as nimble as a cat and as light as the wind, leaving shallow craters in the ground beneath his massive feet.
More than a dozen of Allen's people were dragged out of the prison wagon by the cavalry. They lay prostrate on the ground, trembling, and none of them dared to look up at the Demon Mountain.
The ferocity and cruelty of the Demon Mountain are enough to terrify anyone!
The Mountain, still practicing his swordplay, said, "Scholar Harry, take them downstairs to take a bath and change into clean clothes. Then take them to the sanctuary to pray and swear allegiance to Clegane Castle, and I will spare their lives."
These prisoners looked like they had been severely tortured; their clothes were tattered, and some had whip marks on their faces.
"Yes, sir! But the sanctuary is not yet completed."
"Seven sacred statues will suffice."
"Yes, sir."
"Knight Ralph".
"Yes, sir."
"Incorporate young Saloth men into the cavalry and train them as miners."
"Yes, sir."