[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-bear-school-astartes":3,"chapter-bear-school-astartes-bear-school-astartes-chapter-139":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Bear School Astartes",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1619869,2087,"Chapter 139. The Problem with Silver Hair","bear-school-astartes-chapter-139",139,"\u003Cp>As Alia stepped out, the fight was destined not to happen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The main figure of the incident, the high-born Alia Stark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would dare to harm her friend, the butcher’s son, in front of her?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The prince’s orders are the prince’s orders, but she’s also the daughter of the Duke of the North.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What business do these soldiers have in getting involved in conflicts between such noble bloodlines?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If they had to cut Mika down, what would happen if Miss Stark directly stood in front?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Would you dare to use force?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would truly be asking for a swift death.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would think that injuring the daughter of the Duke of the North would be a smaller matter than the prince getting hurt?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Lann withdrew his sword with a slight smile, and the six on the opposite side awkwardly sheathed their weapons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyone could see that drawing swords wouldn’t accomplish anything here, and holding them would only result in embarrassment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Please come with us, Miss Stark, His Majesty and your relatives are quite anxious.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Hound Knight raised the visor of his helmet, revealing a face severely burned, and spoke calmly to Alia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though his tone still had a hint of intimidation, Lann felt it was probably his kindest state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymelia accompanied Alia, clinging stubbornly to the edge of Lann’s armor, and nodded while staring defiantly at the Hound Knight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Soon the group followed the torchlight to a fairly large camp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The accompanying butchers, carpenters, and cooks were busy within the camp, while well-equipped knights and warriors patrolled its perimeter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the dark night, the camp made it hard to discern the number of people present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann observed all this with slight curiosity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to Alia, this should be the convoy led by the King and the Duke of the North traveling to the capital for the new Prime Minister’s appointment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A convoy of this scale is rarely seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the way, Alia quietly informed Lann that the Hound Knight’s name was Sando Clegane, the prince’s guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sando led three people and a wolf to the largest tent in the camp’s center.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was apparent; this was the king’s tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nymelia was led to a stake used for tying horses, her collar secured next to another notably calmer Ice Wolf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That should be Alia’s sister’s wolf, named ’Lady.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the entrance, a man with the same brown hair and grey eyes as Alia’s rushed out to greet them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Daddy!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia shouted joyfully, rushing forward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He carried a stern demeanor like a frozen stone, indicative of someone who had grown in harsh environments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, at the sight of Alia, the glacier melted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Initially, he sighed heavily, then wore a worried expression as he embraced Alia, who ran into his arms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alia had never been away from her father for so long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The emotions bursting from her were easily perceived by her father, making it impossible to voice the reprimands that had almost slipped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd Stark, known as the Duke of the North, famous for being silent, just, and strict, people called him the ’Silent Wolf.’\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He couldn’t understand why his daughter seemed to be acting as if she hadn’t been home in ages, but instinctively, he knew what Alia needed now was not reprimand but comfort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You shouldn’t... No, it’s okay. You are back, that’s what matters.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann watched the scene calmly and with contentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was the reason he wanted to bring Alia home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann’s appearance, and his hair as if it were molten silver, was rather striking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After comforting his daughter, Edd was led by Alia to introduce him to Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is Lann, daddy. He saved my life!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young girl said enthusiastically.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd smiled, examining the Demon Hunter’s eyes closely, while expressing his gratitude.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thank you for taking care of my daughter, Lord Lann. Soon, the King will pass judgment on this matter. May I invite you to attend? Your testimony might be required.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Meeting the King is an honor, one I would seek eagerly.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann winked at the little girl, gladly accepting. This was something they had discussed on the journey.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Edd led Alia and Lann, the guard beside him helping the stumbling Mika, as they moved to enter the large tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the Hound Knight blocked Lann at the entrance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Unbuckle your sword.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, I see many inside carrying swords.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re different from the others; your background is unknown. Besides...\" Sando Clegane’s severely burned face showed no expression, his voice lowered. \"I know how dangerous you are, kid.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the tent, Edd heard the commotion, ready to vouch for Lann.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could speak, a booming voice erupted from inside the tent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Seven hells! Let them in, Hound! Just because of a sword? Do you think all the men here wielding swords are gutless cowards?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann could see Sando subtly gritting his teeth, then stepping aside and letting him in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The voice could casually order the Hound Knight; clearly, this individual was above the prince, with a mature male’s tone... the King?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Truly standardly fiery temper of a warrior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann walked inside; the King’s quarters, even if a tent, were unlike any other.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The floor, decor, and furniture were all complete, making it hardly noticeable from the inside that it was merely a canvas exterior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tonight, many gathered here because of the conflict between the King’s son and the Duke of the North’s daughter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lann noticed as soon as he entered a blonde, handsome young man speaking plaintively to the fat man seated in the room’s only chair.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I saw her being bullied and drew my sword to help her, but I didn’t expect her to set the wolf on me, father!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wow, this narrative... such vivid imagery right upon entry?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had Lann not known Alia’s character and personality, he might have paused for a second to judge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat man originally sitting, with obvious irritation and impatience, was listening to his son’s complaints.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a warrior who claimed the throne, the King’s youthful bravery was known across the Seven Kingdoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who would’ve thought his son would cry outrageously from being bitten on the wrist by a wolf, utterly nauseating!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If you’d beaten the wolf on the spot, I’d have laughed heartily!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But crying over being bitten by an animal? What a pathetic excuse for a being!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, this irritation and impatience cooled the moment Lann stepped in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fat man’s eyes, squinted into the flesh of his cheeks, locked onto Lann’s silver hair, exuding an intimidating killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room naturally fell silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Weeping Geoffrey even winced, no longer daring to speak more.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Edd, is this someone you brought?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Duke of the North seemed to have anticipated his reaction, speaking naturally.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Robert, he has no relation to House Targaryen. Lann, step forward to let His Majesty see your eyes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As a native, Alia was utterly bemused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the other hand, Lann recalled Edd’s focus on his hair and pupils when they first met.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Eyes, hair... perhaps the molten silver hair color and certain eye traits were physical traits of some enemy race?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Anyway, Lann knew he had no blood relation to this world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides, those cat-like eyes were evidently a safe trait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, he approached the King quite confidently.\u003C\u002Fp>",1209,"2026-06-06T10:40:07.941Z",1,"novelbin.me","fb755b2fbbca18db593d1a343a69b87be2c75ae03c09f882fab0866a56983c3e","bear-school-astartes-chapter-140","bear-school-astartes-chapter-138",1043,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbear-school-astartes-cover.jpg"]