Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire.

Chapter 326

Lord Elwood Meadow's writing desk was brought into the church, next to the shrines of the Seven.

The Meteau family guards gathered briefly, laying out their paper, ink, pens, candles, pots and pans, as well as the mail shirt, pig-mouthed helmet, heraldic outer sleeves and plate mail that were the glory of his family, which Elwood treasured so much.

His servants brought in bed boards and high stools one by one, and also put in all the hand-drawn maps of Bachelor Juna and hung them on the wall near the window of the church.

This is the most colorful window in all of Storm's End.

The sunlight refracted into a variety of colors, shining through the window panes onto the clerical desk. The window was pointed and arched, and the window panes were arranged to form a colorful stained glass window. Near the edge, one could see many small seven-pointed stars.

Most of the "windows" in Storm's End are narrow and long stone cracks carved out of the wall, used as arrow openings and for ventilation. Hidden guns and arrows are shot out from these cracks, making it difficult to defend against. Even if there are enemies that really enter Storm's End, most of them will probably be defeated by these carefully designed "windows".

Elwood stood in front of the desk, watching the family guards coming in and out, the servants handing him fruits and wine glasses in a flattering manner, and secretly observing the surrounding environment.

He deliberately avoided the "windows" in the stone cracks to prevent anyone from lurking in the dark.

"The Father's eyes of judgment will always be on you until you break your oath or die." Count Meidou silently recited a motto that was taught to him by the monks since he was a child. He had heard it so many times that his ears were almost callused. Although he had grown up, this sentence still lingered in his ears.

He looked back at the shrine of the Seven, and the statue of the Father was facing him.

The two looked at each other for a long time. Elwood felt inexplicably nervous and quickly lowered his head to silently recite a few words of "God bless you".

Meidou's personal guards would not stay for too long. They had long been transferred to the north and south walls by Lord Farin on the grounds that there were insufficient garrisons on the walls. They were on duty day and night, and their shifts were also changed on the spot.

Only this servant followed him, and although he had not followed him for long, Elwood trusted this servant very much.

A servant who works hard, is taciturn, and illiterate might be despised by other nobles, but he would never despise him.

Not only was he hardworking and quiet, but he was also illiterate, which was the main reason why Elwood accepted Sir Farin's arrangement. He was the steward of Storm's End, and he was in charge of all the logistics, weapons, food and fodder supplies, and food, clothing and other expenses of Storm's End. If someone who was smart and literate came around, wouldn't Sir Farin know all his details?

Moreover, he knew all the details of the squire. He was the surviving soldier of the Storm's End garrison who had fought with Stannis in his early years. His mother died early, and the king arranged for him to be raised by the cook. He had stayed in Storm's End for three or two years longer than himself. He had been an apprentice to Donal Noye, the former blacksmith of Storm's End, and took a name that sounded similar to Donal, calling himself Dylan.

Dylan has a typical pair of uneven eyes, and his serious look when he looks up at himself always makes people laugh.

He looked at the renovated church with satisfaction, walked out of the room and headed towards the meeting room.

Before they could see the spacious door of the council chamber, the rich hippopotamus voice of Sir Lomas Easmond emerged from the hall and echoed in the corridor.

"They are few in number. If we don't fight now, we will have no chance of winning when Artis Arryn's falcon flies to the top of Storm's End!"

He had a point, Elwood thought.

Elwood walked into the meeting room. Lomas Ismond pointed out the window and shouted, "The enemy has hills behind them. They must rely on the surrounding villages for supplies. They will not be able to sustain thousands of people for long. There is no problem in taking the initiative to attack and test their strength."

Sir Farin fixed his eyes on Ewood who had just walked into the meeting room. Ewood Maydo endured the scrutiny and looked at Sir Lomas, "Your Excellency is right. It is better to take action than to sit here and do nothing."

Gilbert Farling reached out and grasped the cup on the table, looking a little surprised.

Lomas glanced at Ewood, his eyes as if leaving only a slit, "Does Earl Meidou want to volunteer?" He narrowed his eyes provocatively and moved the scabbard at his waist, like a hippopotamus in heat meeting a stronger member of the same sex than him.

Elwood snorted coldly, "I am responsible for all the material dispatch in the city. Only my personal guards can accompany you to the battle." He then turned to the acting lord of Storm's End and said, "Lord Gilbert Farling, a night attack is suitable for a quick battle. I will be on the top of the city and keep an eye on the surroundings to ensure that the city gates are safe."

Elwood Maydo was so confident that it seemed as if the matter had already been decided.

Gilbert was not moved. He was just a little surprised that the two parties who were previously at odds with each other suddenly stood on a united front.

He sipped the rim of the glass. Due to special instructions, there was no wine in his glass. As the acting city lord and the leading general of Queen Shireen Baratheon's last actual controlled fortress in Westeros, Gilbert's pupils followed his gaze, surrounding the knights and nobles who gave him advice, and his disappointment was suppressed in his heart.

Lomas, who is so eager to miss his son that he inevitably loses his mind, and Elwood, who is cautious but suddenly behaves abnormally. Stannis's arrangement of these two people is actually not of much help in defending Storm's End.

There was no point in arguing. Elwood and Lomas looked at him. Gilbert knew what was going on. He put down the glass of tea, drank the tea, and rested his arms on the table.

"We have one year. Many things will happen in Westeros within one year. The situation in the North is unclear. The war between sea monsters and vultures will continue. Things will always change."

Gilbert did not forget what his king had told him.

In the tent that was about to be broken up, Stannis placed his sword on his shoulder and spoke in a hoarse voice, deafening.

"Whatever you do, Ser Gilbert Farring, anointed knight, you must defend this castle, the one that Robert did not give me, the one that is truly mine. You must live and die with Storm's End." Stannis watched him, and he swore to defend the castle with his own body.

"For one year," Gilbert Farling looked at the two knights who wanted to leave the city, "Without my order, the gates of Storm's End are sealed, and no soldier, no horse, and no one is allowed to leave the city. Stay inside the city!"

The meeting room fell silent. Elwood and Lomas looked at each other, and no one spoke.

After the meeting, Elwood took a deep breath, stood on the arch outside the window, and looked out at the blue sea in the distance.

He sighed slightly, thinking about what happened in the meeting room, but the servant outside pushed the door open and walked in.

"Count Meidou, Lord Gilbert wants you to go to his study."

"Me?" Elwood opened his mouth in surprise, frowned, and stepped out consciously to the acting city lord's study.

Gilbert sat in the middle and looked at Ewood solemnly: "Master Steward, I want to negotiate with Bryce Cullen."

Elwood's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but clench the corner of his clothes. "Sir, sir? Negotiation?"

(End of this chapter)