NIP #367 - Chapter 101 Lyanna is captured (Part 4)
#367 - Chapter 101 Lyanna is captured (Part 4)
No sooner said than done, Lyanna swiftly snatched the wooden stick from his waist, extended it between Roelger's outstretched arms, and precisely jammed it against his shackles and chains. Then, to everyone's astonishment, Lyanna executed a sideways somersault, cleverly using leverage and her own weight to snap Roelger's arms.
Everything happened so quickly that Roelger didn't even have time to react, only awakening from his stupor when the intense pain struck. At that moment, Roelger's arms were twisted like pretzels between the iron bars, and any struggle would only bring him greater agony. He opened his mouth to curse, "Ah! My hands! You actually broke my hands, you damned… bi…"
However, before he could utter the rest of the curse, a wooden stick, as thick as an egg and capped with iron on both ends, was forcefully shoved into his mouth, stuffing the remaining insults right back down his throat.
Lyanna stirred the wooden stick around in his mouth, extracting a mouthful of broken teeth. After doing this, she contentedly tossed the wooden stick back to the Order Knight and casually said, "Thanks! This thing is quite fun. I feel much better now."
The Order Knight was quite frightened and quickly replied, "You're welcome! You're welcome!" His attitude became exceptionally respectful.
Lyanna paid no attention to Roelger, who was still wailing in pain, and continued toward the upper levels of the prison. She had suffered too many grievances and too much anger today, and that violent outburst had indeed improved her mood considerably.
When they arrived at the third floor of the Confessor's Tower, which was typically used to imprison female prisoners of a certain status, the Order Knight could no longer proceed. The rest of the way would be taken over by the nuns. Three nuns, expressionless and as cold as icebergs, forcibly dragged Lyanna into the confessional and quickly closed the door, preparing to lay hands on her. However, this was all just a facade. For them, stripping the high and mighty nobles of their gorgeous clothes was a morbid satisfaction. But what happened next would shock everyone.
Lyanna's lips curled into a sly and triumphant smile. With a gentle wave of her arm, she broke free from her restraints. A series of "crackling" sounds echoed in the room, accompanied by pleas and screams, "Ah, don't stop! Please, stop! Don't hit me anymore! Waaah X﹏X!" As the sobs and cries gradually subsided until they disappeared, the door slowly opened, revealing an unexpected scene—the three nuns, who had initially appeared strong and intimidating, were now thrown out naked!
At that moment, the three nuns had no time to worry about their exposed bodies. They rushed forward in terror and locked the wooden door tightly, as if afraid the monster inside would chase them out. Then, a series of low sobs could be heard as they covered their private parts and staggered away from the scene.
Lyanna's face was filled with a satisfied smile as she muttered to herself, "Hehehe ^_^ The church guys aren't so bad after all, actually offering themselves up for me to vent my anger." In the previous confrontation, the burly nuns were clearly no match for Lyanna. They were easily subdued and subjected to even more brutal retaliation.
The reason why the nobles of the Ice and Fire world have been able to maintain feudal rule for thousands of years is not just their noble status, but more importantly, the powerful force contained within their bloodline. This innate power gives nobles extraordinary strength and advantages, which is why the resistance of the common people seems pale and vulnerable.
Imagine, a fully armed knight can easily suppress a peasant revolt of two or three hundred people with just a dozen soldiers. This is not an exaggeration or a joke, but a cruel reality!
An ordinary count's territory has at least ten knights loyal to him. Coupled with the armed forces provided by the various vassal forces, he can easily assemble a regular army of five hundred to a thousand people, which is enough military strength to suppress a peasant revolt of ten thousand people.
However, the noble ladies who are pampered are not the delicate and fragile vases in the eyes of the world. Even if they never engage in any form of exercise, their physical fitness is still far superior to that of ordinary adult commoner men. The plot in novels of one or two thugs dragging a noble lady into an alley and then committing violence against her is almost impossible in reality. Back then, during the riot in King's Landing, Sansa was young and surrounded by eight or nine thugs, but she still managed to injure four of them while struggling and resisting.
It should be known that the noble's bloodline power is not always the same and fixed, it will gradually weaken with the passage of time and generations. If they marry commoners, it will further accelerate this process. Therefore, noble ladies are not only tools for marriage, but also the key to maintaining bloodline inheritance.
Among the commoners, there are occasionally some people with relatively strong strength. Most of these people will choose to join the great nobles and become lower nobles. And the first thing they do after becoming nobles is often to marry women from those declining noble families at a huge cost to ensure that the bloodline of the next generation can be stabilized and become a veritable noble family.
Therefore, noble women have also become important resources. Upper nobles rarely marry lower nobles, and top great nobles and royals have even stricter requirements for their spouses. Because giving birth to powerful offspring can easily lead to stillbirth or difficult labor. Therefore, the occurrence of difficult labor or stillbirths in noble families is not just a matter of hygiene and medical standards. At least in Westeros, marrying relatives and cousins is very common, but not as insane as the Targaryen family.
Lyanna is very healthy, and her physical development is very average. Although she doesn't like fighting, she also received fighting training when she was a child, so it is no problem to beat a few nuns from civilian backgrounds. She picked up the nuns' torn clothes, wiped the cell thoroughly, and then spread the remaining cloth on the cold stone bed. She was not worried about her future encounters. She firmly believed that her father and two brothers would come to rescue her, well...and her husband.