Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

three days ago

"What happened? Give me an explanation, Simon."

In a cellar in an abandoned fishing village, Sir Aris, who was tied into a rice dumpling, asked impatiently when he saw his brother Simon approaching.

They were attacked last night. Dozens of enemies came under the cover of night. They were surrounded by the opponent before they had time to react.

After a simple resistance to no avail, Yaris chose to surrender, and was then tied up and thrown here, where he has been locked up until today.

"Speak! Simon! Answer me!" Sir Aris looked ferocious. He was still wondering why Simon did not inform him that Wilder and the others would take action last night. It was not until Simon and Sir Wilder walked in together that he realized Until he was betrayed.

"Why? Why did you betray me?" Sir Aris roared at his brother with all his strength.

The excessive movement pulled the wound on Aris' face, and traces of blood seeped out from the scab that had not completely dried up, but Aris ignored the pain and looked at Simon fiercely.

"I have no choice, brother." Sir Simon lowered his head, not daring to look into Aris's eyes, and replied tremblingly, "They caught me."

"Wilder caught you?" Yaris was stunned and looked up at Wilder beside Simon, "Damn it! Didn't you say before that this old guy has absolute trust in you? Where did you show your flaw? "

"I don't know," Simon shook his head blankly, with fear in his tone, "I don't know! They discovered the truth. I just walked into the Ward family's castle the afternoon before yesterday and I was caught and beaten by them. Me, they threatened me, Yaris, they said they would cut me into 3,600 pieces alive if I didn’t cooperate.”

"Did you also discover the truth?" Yaris didn't listen to Simon's continued words, and turned to Sir Wilder and asked, "It doesn't matter that Morgan, the Black Falcon, discovered the truth. Why do you have it?"

"It's not me," Wilder shook his head, with some vicissitudes in his tone, "When I heard the truth, I was much more shocked than you are now. To be honest, I didn't believe his conclusion at first, even though he gave I explained it in detail but I still couldn’t believe it. It wasn’t until Simon confessed everything that I realized he was right.”

"So who is that guy? Did Morgan the Black Falcon crawl out of the Seven Hells?" Aris broke into tears. He felt that this story was even stranger than the fairy tales told by the old nanny.

"It's me." A voice came from behind Sir Simon.

Aris then reluctantly opened his eyes, which were difficult to open due to the swelling at the corners, and looked at the boy in the shadow behind Wilder who he ignored at first.

"Who are you?" Aris originally thought that this person was just a new attendant of Sir Wilder.

"It doesn't matter who I am," Ian took two steps forward with a smile and squatted in front of Sir Arys River. "Shall we talk?"

"What can we talk about?"

"Of course, we are talking about some things that your brother doesn't know. There are some questions that I haven't solved yet." Ian said, glancing at Simon, who was so frightened that he quickly shrank to the corner.

"What doesn't Simon know?" Yaris looked away for a moment, "Simon is my brother, I don't think there is anything that I know that he doesn't know."

"It seems that there are too many people and it would be inconvenient to communicate." Ian turned to look at Wilder, "Can you let me talk to him alone?"

Wilder frowned deeply when he heard this. This was really a very impolite request. Originally, he should have taken the lead in the interrogation of Yaris, so he gave up the interrogation rights to Lucien. Sir, it was already a big concession, and now this little guy actually asked him to go out?

"The next caravan is our highlight, Sir, they may come here at any time. You need to design our trap yourself so that we can catch all the ghosts of White Wall City in the future. Fighting is your domain, Just leave the other trivial matters to me, okay?" Ian said sincerely.

This... really makes people find no reason to refuse, "Okay, if you ask anything, remember to tell me as soon as possible." Sir Wilder glanced at Aris's empty right forearm, finally nodded, and then grabbed He left the cellar with Simon.

"Even if you get rid of him, I won't tell you anything." Aris leaned his head against the moss-covered wall behind him, showing an expression like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, "It will be held on the King's Road. The robbery was just a whim for Darren and I to make a small fortune, and it has nothing to do with our family."

"It has nothing to do with the family? But you can use the family's fiefdom to hide your bandit group? Taman Village, the most active village that has cooperated with Sir Wilder and his bandits from the beginning, who would have thought that there is actually The ghost camp of White Wall City?”

"Simon and I are both illegitimate children. Darui City will be inherited by our legitimate brother in the future. My father felt guilty for us, so he allotted a village to me." Aris paused for a moment, seeming to be thinking. “But I wasn’t satisfied with the benefits that such a village would bring, so I did this and that was it.”

"Perfunctory" Ian started to speak but was interrupted by Aris.

"It's always you asking me questions, which doesn't count as 'talking'. Now it's your turn to answer me." Yaris said suddenly without knowing what he thought of.

"You are my prisoner now, ser."

"But you can't pry my mouth open. If I don't want to, you can try if you don't believe me."

"You want to know how much we have figured out so that we can make up a perfect story that doesn't involve the family before the trial comes, right?" Ian smiled and guessed what Yaris was thinking, looking at the other party. His face darkened instantly, and he agreed, "A fair deal, just ask."

"Don't look at me with that doubtful look. I have no hostility towards the Darry family. If you can really clear up the relationship for the family, that's your job. How about it? Do you want to play this question and answer game with me?"

"How did you find out that the matter was related to us? Did Black Falcon tell you?" Yaris started asking questions without hesitation.

"These are two questions, my friend. I choose to answer the latter one... When I first saw Black Falcon, he was already a corpse, and I don't think Black Falcon has ever told anyone about you. A secret he didn’t even tell his adopted son.”

"Impossible! 'Mountain Weasel' swore before he died that he would only tell the secret to Black Falcon! If Black Falcon hadn't told you, how would you know the truth?"

"It's my turn to ask questions this time, Sir, these are the rules of the game you set." Ian stretched out a finger and shook it.

Ser Arys groaned, then nodded.