Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

"Daeron Grafson went to the Blade Arena again, this time with Jorah Mormont." Ander Poole said to his allies. "It seems that he really intends to solve the problem in the subsequent competition. I."

"Jorah is only half a bucket of water. His most glorious achievements were twice taking advantage of A, whether it was killing Drogo's bloodriders or killing the last enemy in the great arena of Meereen." Belz Shaking his head, "But,"

He changed his words again, "If he really has the strength in the TV series, even if he takes advantage of A, it will be troublesome enough. That was the first time Daenerys reconvened the athletic conference after banning gladiatorial sports for a long time. , all the most powerful gladiators in Meereen at that time were sent to that competition, Jorah’s championship can be said to be much more valuable than the championships of your teammates this time.”

"Perhaps we should arrange for the 'elephant hunter' to deal with him? That Iban man is born with strange strength. Whether it is a shield or armor, it is as brittle as paper in front of him." Ander Pool thought for a while and said.

"What if Jorah plays very early? The Elephant Hunter is our ace. If he is exposed, what if Daeron arranges the water dancer master to deal with him in the next round? And I said, Jo It is still unknown whether the pull is only half a bucket of water, and it would be too wasteful for the elephant hunter to treat him."

"Damn it, I didn't expect that guy Darren to come and get involved in this matter, giving Hazan two more good men at once. Otherwise, the rebellion of the two water dancers alone would give us a sure chance of victory."

"Now we are still sure of victory," Belz said noncommittally. "Don't forget the swordsman we recruited yesterday. His swordsmanship is so beautiful, and his ability to use daggers. The two weapons can be switched seamlessly." Demon's Claw thought he was about to win, but unexpectedly the mercenary suddenly thrust the dagger into the gap in his visor, and I didn't even see clearly how the guy completed that action."

"Speaking of which," Belz asked suddenly, "how confident do you think you are against that mercenary?"

"If we fight him for the first time, it's less than 50%. He's too insidious and slippery, and he's very experienced in dealing with full-armored knights. But after I've seen him fight, I'm probably 80% sure. Don't forget My strength has exceeded 50, and my agility has almost reached 40, plus my own strength in my previous life."

"Of course I know your strength, otherwise I wouldn't give you all the reward points I've received so far. I hope you won't disappoint me."

"Don't worry, brother," Ander Poole nodded, "We will win, right. How is the investigation of Gini Taimei's case?"

"Except for the time he appeared in the Red Temple, there are no clues. To be honest, I am very doubtful."

The bonfire in the courtyard was crackling, and sparks were flying and dancing with the rising heat.

The arena was brightly lit at night, and four eunuchs were standing in the courtyard.

As soon as they saw the arrival of Ian and others, a eunuch took the initiative to greet them and led them into the stairs leading to the underground.

The arena hall was much busier at night than during the day, and the several small stands were already filled with people.

The eunuch just led Ian and the others to the main stand just like during the day.

Keith received the seat directly through the recommendation of Ian and Master Yada. He did not need to fight, so he stood directly under the main stand.

But Jorah Mormont is different. Ian himself doesn't know what his strength is, so he needs to participate in the assessment competition. Therefore, under the eunuch's arrangement, he left the main stand and went to the battle area to prepare for the battle.

At this time, there were only three people sitting in the main stand, Prince Hazan, his fiancée Delif Hauket, and the red-robed woman that Ian had seen at the banquet?

What the hell?

What surprised Ian was not the appearance of the red-robed woman. After all, he knew that the red-robed woman and Delive had a close relationship.

What surprised him was that the woman in red robe was not sitting next to Delif, but sitting on both sides of Prince Hazan with Delif.

"Are you here? Ian," Hazan took the initiative to stand up to greet you again, "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

When Hazan was speaking, the red-robed woman took the initiative to stand up, gave up the seat to Hazan's right, and sat down on the chair adjacent to it. Ian, under Hazan's guidance, sat down where the red-robed woman had just sat. position.

"Let me introduce you. You should have met her before. This is my sister Celia."

"Your sister?" Ian's head didn't turn around. "I remember she introduced herself earlier and said she was the daughter of the High Priest of the Red Temple." The results of the subsequent investigation by Big Mouse also showed that she was not lying.

"That's just a cover. In fact, she is my mother's illegitimate daughter. In order to protect the reputation of both my parents, she was secretly fostered to the Red Temple since she was a child."

His mother's illegitimate daughter, the daughter of Marianne Frega, the richest keykeeper of the Iron Bank!

"Sorry, I'm just curious." Ian apologized immediately, and then gave an apologetic smile to Celia who was sitting next to him.

"You should apologize, but not for this matter." Celia wrinkled her nose and complained, "Why don't you come to the Red Temple to find me?"

Her tone sounded like she was being coquettish. Ian thought as he compiled an explanation in a familiar way: "I should indeed apologize for this, but as you can see, I have been busy with your brother's competition in the past two days. Indeed, I couldn’t make time to come, I had planned to go tomorrow.”

Now that the mission bug shows that Celia is not hostile to him, her identity has become clear.

So after gaining control of a team of Illyrio's Unsullied, there's nothing wrong with going to the Red Temple on the top of the mountain.

Then, Celia smiled.

As her head moved, the red hood slipped from the back of her head, and her face was completely exposed.

Perfect, so refined that no flaws can be found, this is how Ian feels.

Celia's beauty is not something you can be struck by at first glance like Daenerys or Delif, but every time you look at it, you seem to find something new and be amazed again.

Especially those amber eyes, which seem to make people intoxicated inadvertently.

"How is it?" Hazan's voice woke up Ian.

"How about what?" Ian asked subconsciously.

"Hahaha," Hazan laughed as if he was satisfied with Ian's expression, "My sister-in-law fell in love with you at first sight at Khal Drogo's banquet last time, and she has never forgotten you since she came back. So, Ian , do you mind letting us become closer allies?"

What the fuck? Was your first reaction correct? Is this really a lucky draw?

Is this why Hazan was so overly enthusiastic about me this morning? A maniac about doting on your sister?

Do you think I would believe it?

But if you don’t believe it, how can you explain Hazan’s behavior? With my current status, I wouldn’t want Hazan to be so eager to make friends with her, or even hook up with my sister, right?

It felt as if I was not rushing to curry favor with Hazan, but he was rushing to curry favor with me! Do you deserve it?

Countless thoughts flashed through Ian's mind in an instant, and he subconsciously began to observe the reactions of the people sitting there.

Hazan looked at himself, obviously waiting for his response. Delif also looked interested, and his playful eyes moved back and forth between him and Celia.

Celia herself pretended to be a lady and stopped talking. She just kept glancing at herself from the corner of her eyes, and her small ears twitched slightly from time to time.