The Crabclaw Peninsula once had its own legendary hero, his name was Clarence Crabbe.
Clement Clayber, grandson of Aegon the Conqueror and a member of the Kingsguard during the reign of King Jaehaerys I.
At the Battle of the Trident during the War of the Usurper, the leading families of the Crabclaw Peninsula followed Prince Rhaegar and fought to the bitter end. The people of the Crabclaw Peninsula proudly declared that they were model vassals of the true dragon family.
Robert Baratheon won the war, and the already small Crabbe family suffered heavy losses, leaving only one male, Green Crabbe, who was still pregnant at the time.
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Whispering City, an arch-shaped military fortress built against the mountain. There are a few small houses scattered around the fortress.
The Hall of the Lord of the Whispering City.
The perfectly integrated traveler, Green Kleber, sat in a high-backed lord's chair, with a huge marsh marigold flag hanging behind him.
A man and a woman stood to his left and right.
The man was about 40 years old, about 1.7 meters tall, bald and overweight, wearing a blue round-necked tunic.
The woman was about 30 years old, about 5 feet 7 inches tall, had long, curly brown hair, and was wearing a blue dress with a plunging neckline.
The two are head butler Herschel and lifelong housekeeper Surana.
At this moment, an old farmer knelt down respectfully in the middle of the hall, his voice full of cautious respect: "Yes, my lord, I confirm... During the day, I go out to work on the farm at dawn, and my neighbor Marty always comes to my house and has various sexual relations with... my... wife at home, many times."
After finally hearing the old farmer's intermittent statement, Green Kleber's expression did not change, but the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed.
The Lord's Hall fell silent for a moment.
Seeing that his young master had no intention of saying anything, butler Herschel coughed lightly and said, "Old Peel, from what you said, you directly caught them doing… things, didn't you… do anything?"
The old farmer Old Peel was silent for a while, then he replied: "I am very angry, but I am not young anymore. Marti is younger and stronger than I am, and I cannot beat him..."
"And your wife?"
"I... can't beat him either..."
Oh, the women of Crabclaw Peninsula are really tough! According to local custom, it is estimated that after today the old farmer will soon have a famous name, like Weak Old Shell.
To become a qualified lord, it is your duty to protect the weak. Only when the weak are protected can a soil of loyalty be formed.
Green Kleber understood better that if you change your perspective, everyone is a child who needs to be protected, including himself.
The voice of the fifteen-year-old young Lord Green Kleber was still a little immature: "Old Peel, your lord has heard your statements. I will arrange for two swordsmen to accompany you."
After that, Green Kleber's gray eyes turned to a tall, middle-aged man in armor standing on one side of the hall, and continued, "Mister Peel, organize two smart soldiers. If there's no problem, capture them..."
Green Kleber turned his head slightly and whispered, "Herschel, where are you short of men now? Well... find a dangerous one."
Butler Herschel seemed to have prepared his answer long ago: "My lord, the territory will always need workers who can do heavy work, but I suggest you give him a sword. The wildlings of the mountain are beginning to revolt again, and you need more warriors. You are kind and should always give your people a chance."
Well, you're young and strong, right? You like robbing people, right? You're energetic, right? I'll give you a sword and you'll go fight the savages. Whether you're lucky enough to survive will all depend on the grace of the kind lord.
Be grateful, hold the sword firmly in your hand, and continue next time.
Green Kleber nodded slightly and waved his right hand.
Old Farmer Peel's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply to his lord. He bowed, but he felt that his back was straight and his whole body was full of strength. He secretly repeated his resolution to do the farm work well for his lord, and if the harvest was good, he would be able to deliver more wheat this year than last year.
My lord feels very thin, it must be because he doesn't eat enough. I will take care of the farmland and harvest more, so that my lord can eat more and gain weight.
"Next."
"My lord, my farming tools are broken..." "My lord, my son's stomach has been hurting for several days, please..."
"My lord, this is my prey. The mountain savages stole it from me…"
"My merciful lord, the mountain savages always appear near our village. The villagers are very worried…"
"Yes, they usually appear in groups of five or six."
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The task of receiving petitions from the subjects in the morning was finally completed. Green Kleber finally no longer needed to maintain his majestic sitting posture. He stretched and stood up from the tall wooden chair. Wow, this aristocratic posture needed to be maintained like a painting.
"Mrs. Surana, bring a basin of hot water to the study and send lunch there. Also ask Maester Al to prepare the raven so that I can prepare it immediately after I finish writing the letter."
In the castle office, Green Kleber finished his lunch, packed his things and picked up his pen.
Today is the third letter.
The letter was addressed to the current queen, Cersei Lannister.
But after the War of the Usurper, the Hand of the King of the Baratheon dynasty, Duke Jon Arryn, did not forget to suppress the once paragon Dragon family, including the Crabbe family, by various means after the war, and continued to do so for ten years.
Next year, the curtain will rise on A Song of Ice and Fire and Game of Thrones will begin.
Glenn Kleber has a lot to do.
If you want to enter this stage, as a noble of the royal territory, you must first facilitate the relationship with the Red Castle.
More than a decade has passed, and Jon Arryn has finally aged and his energy is much lower than before. According to the plot, he does not have much time left.
The Kleber family can finally breathe a sigh of relief.
We can't just go with the flow and we can't be satisfied with the status quo.
The Crabb family, who were ridiculed as half-savages, didn't understand or couldn't understand before, but now Green Crabb is here.
Green Kleber stopped thinking and prepared himself to be possessed by the god of flattery.
Majesty, the Queen who personifies courage and beauty:
I send you my most sincere greetings with admiration. I am sorry to bother you so much.
END.