"Bernie, give it a try!" Bernie said.
The foul-mouthed man was immediately stunned.
Bernie repeated exactly what he had just said. If Bernie hadn't kept his mouth shut, he would have thought he was the one speaking.
My God, what a talent!
"What else can you do?" Bernie was pleased with the shocked look on the foul-mouthed man's face.
He enjoys seeing people stunned by him; it makes him feel satisfied, comfortable, and superior. He likes and enjoys the feeling of being 'great'.
Then, the stinky mouth heard dogs barking, birds chirping, water flowing, wind blowing, horses' hooves, and wolves howling.
Bernie could effortlessly and perfectly mimic every sound.
Pedestrians on the street stopped to listen to this incredibly beautiful sound.
Every sound is so lifelike. There's not a single flaw to be found in the smallest detail.
This meets Lord Mountain's requirements: special skills; extraordinary abilities; unique talents.
But what use would this guy be if he were in the military?
That foul mouth can't understand.
When the enemy attacks, you can't expect this guy to kill them with 'fake arrow sounds', can you?
However, this is not a problem for someone with a foul mouth to think about.
Since Bernie's 'ventriloquism' is so impressive and meets Lord Mountain's orders, what are we waiting for? Let's go.
Although the official conscription is in five days, judging from this guy's eyes and foul mouth, he has no intention of serving in the military. Such a talented individual cannot be let go. If he is to be let go, it must be after Lord Demon Mountain has taken a look and decides that this talent is truly useless for marching and fighting. Only if Lord Demon Mountain nods in approval can he be let go.
"Get up and come with me!" said the foul-mouthed man.
"…Where to…" Bernie's voice trembled.
Only then did he sense the terrifying aura emanating from this young man. It was definitely the aura of someone who had just drunk a sip of fruit wine before killing someone.
"I am Sir Gregor's soldier. Where do you want to go?"
"Sir, are you going to punish him?" the bull asked, blocking his foul mouth.
With a sly grin, she said, "Big sister, can't you see it at all? He has no respect or affection for you whatsoever, so just ignore him."
"No, he's a good man. He saved my life," the bull said.
"Oh!" The woman with the foul mouth looked her up and down. He was a man of integrity, keeping his promises, loyal to his friends, and grateful for kindness. He liked people with these qualities. The woman in front of him was undoubtedly one of them! Bernie had treated her so badly, but because he had saved her life, she had endured it and even protected him in her moment of crisis.
"Don't worry, big sister, I'll take him to join the army," said the foul-mouthed man.
"real?"
"Really. Didn't you want him to join the army? Let me tell you, sister, once he becomes one of Sir Gregor's soldiers, if he tries to bully you again, or tries to desert, I guarantee you, he'll regret ever being born," said the foul-mouthed man.
"Just scare him a little," Bull said honestly, making the foul-mouthed man sigh inwardly.
Spicy Mouth is no ordinary kid. He's been hanging out on the streets since he was a child and is very good at reading people. He had already figured out that Bernie looked down on his older sister. If it weren't for the fact that his older sister had earned two gold dragons today, this kid definitely wouldn't have come home with her.
Bernie, with his foul mouth following him all the way, had long since revealed his true nature. He was just a slick and frivolous scoundrel; loyalty and integrity were like phlegm to him, something he'd spew out when needed and discard at will.
Bernie's eyes darted around. He was someone who disliked being constrained and couldn't stand hardship. Ever since he displayed his talent for ventriloquism from a young age, everyone liked him. Whenever a family in the village had something delicious, as long as he went to learn a few lines, they would immediately be in a good mood, beaming with joy and treating him to good food and drink. He basically grew up without experiencing any hardship.
Aside from not growing taller, his ventriloquism skills improved more and more. As an adult, he became incredibly skilled, able to imitate anything he saw or heard with uncanny accuracy. Because of this skill, he was a favorite of Count Bancroft, and would often mingle among the nobles as a source of amusement, performing comedies and living a life of luxury.
Because of his talent for ventriloquism, he slept with many young girls. He won the favor of nobles in their homes and earned a considerable amount of money, which he spent on wine and prostitutes.
Despite his dwarf-like height, this kid is very nimble and quick. While he's not as generous as Tyrion Lannister when it comes to prostitutes, he still gives them as much money as he can.
However, he was unlucky today. Since his true nature had been seen through by his foul mouth, there was only one way for him to escape: bite his tongue and commit suicide!
Bernie was a man who valued his life and was very afraid of pain, so he naturally wouldn't choose to bite his tongue and commit suicide. So let's go.
Bull was worried about her, and Stinky Mouth also liked this big, clumsy but kind-hearted older sister, so he asked her to go back to Casterly Rock with him.
When the Mountain sent out the gruff woman, he told her that if the burly woman came from a poor family, or if he could persuade her family, he should bring her back and make her Lady Jenny's handmaiden.
The Mountain has a keen eye for people; he saw that this honest, straightforward woman was perfect as a handmaiden: loyal to her master! If anything happened to Jenny, he didn't need to order her around; she would protect her master with all her might.
The woman was tall and robust, stronger than most men, and possessed exceptional strength. With a little training, an ordinary person would be no match for her. She was powerful and honest, making her the perfect handmaiden for Jenny that the Mountain could trust. As the Mountain's responsibilities increased, Jenny needed loyal handmaides, and more than one at that.
*
night.
In the Mountain's room.
Bernie standing before the Mountain was like a Lilliputian facing a giant from the land of giants.
The two people have a huge difference in body size.
Looking at the Mountain, Bernie truly felt what pressure was.
During the day, amidst thousands of people, the Mountain's terror and oppressive aura were diffused in the second-floor corridor, and Bernie didn't feel it too strongly. Until they were face to face, Bernie's only feeling was a desire to die.
"Listen, if you ever dare to lay a finger on her again, I'll cut it off," the Mountain said.
Bernie was too terrified to speak; he knew the Mountain's words were law to him. If he were to actually strike the bull again, his hands would surely be gone from his arms.
"Bull, you are never allowed to call yourself that again. If Bernie dares to call you Bull, tell me and I'll cut out his tongue."
Lady Jenny said, "Lord Gregor, please don't frighten this young couple. Since she is so happy and willing to be my handmaid, I will give her a name. Considering her submissive and extremely patient nature towards her husband, I will call her Grizelda. From today onwards, Grizelda, you are my sister."
"Thank you, Mrs. Jenny." Grizarda's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
She was very happy and grateful to be Mrs. Jenny's handmaid.
The Mountain reached out and touched Bernie, who looked terrified. "Bernie, your wife is my wife's sister. Do you think you can still be unfaithful to her, hitting and scolding her as you please? Listen to me, from now on, your monthly military pay will be given to your wife. You are not allowed to go to any brothels. You can drink, but you are not allowed to sleep with young girls. I can see all your dirty secrets in one glance."
Bernie felt like he was suffocating, his head was spinning.
This change is so big and amazing that his little heart needs time to process it.
"There you go, from now on, you're my sommelier. Tomorrow morning, you two, get up early and start your short sword combat training. Bernie, your ventriloquism talent is for entertainment, not for showing off, understand?"
"...Yes...Lord Gregor…" Bernie felt like he was standing on a pile of cotton.
"Alright, Bernie, take Gretzelda back to your room to sleep. Be good tonight and don't bully her."
Mrs. Jenny laughed and said, "Bernie, if you bully Greta, I'll know."
Bernie quickly swore to the Gregors that he would never bully Grizarda again. He would never hit, scold, or humiliate her; he would only treat her with all his heart.
Watching the young couple obediently leave, Gregor felt extremely pleased. Bernie's talent would be of great use in the future Seven Kingdoms War, and in critical moments, it would be worth an army!