Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

[ps: Yesterday I made a mistake on the issue of blond hair and black hair and was reminded by readers (it is normal for black hair and blond hair to only have the black one with the recessive gene to produce blond hair. The Baratheon family only produces black hair) Hair is a special case, maybe magic), so I revised the first two chapters and canceled the setting that the protagonist needs to dye his hair]

"Let Sir Simon testify in court? Are you kidding?" After hearing Ian's plan, Sir Wilder's first reaction was ridiculous.

"If it weren't for your trash men who didn't catch Darren Grafson, would we still need to take this step?" Ian made a preemptive strike and threw the blame on Sir Wilder's head.

"If Ser Arys hadn't killed himself"

"Even if Sir Aris didn't commit suicide, he would never accuse his family. Otherwise, why do you think he would commit suicide immediately after accidentally revealing the truth?" Ian said, "As far as the current situation is concerned, let Simon's initiative to accuse his father and brother is the only way we can impress the Iron Throne."

"But this is not honorable!" Sir Wilder was still hesitant.

"Dishonorable?" You, a guy who has watched this generation being plundered by the ghosts of White Wall City for more than three months in order to prevent the big forces from interfering with the Black Fire Treasure, have the nerve to claim honor? "What's even more dishonorable is yet to come. It's not honorable, but it's full of benefits."

"What?"

“The promise I made to Simon was false, designed to induce him to confess their treason, but as to the part that he came to you for help, you are to deny it after he has finished speaking.

You have to tell the truth that Sir Simon was actually forced to cooperate with you after being discovered and caught by you, and then accuse Simon of committing the same treasonous crime as his father and brother. "Simon is also a key figure who knows that 'Ian Hewen' does not exist. How can I keep him to inherit Darry City? Ian added in his heart.

"Seven levels of hell! This is really it"

"It's not honorable," Ian said before Sir Wilder. "It's not honorable, but what kind of honor do we need to talk to a group of robbers and traitors? The gallows is the end they deserve. Everything we do is... It is to execute the human judgment on behalf of the Heavenly Father.

Just think about it, after the Darry family was ousted due to rebellion, who else in the world is more suitable to become the new owner of Darry City than you, who has the first victory in quelling the rebellion and has the greatest influence in the Crossroads generation? "

Sir Wilder's breath stagnated, and he immediately said: "Sir Raymond also has a son, Linman Darry. He is only a few years old. Your Majesty may not deprive him of his inheritance rights..."

"So wouldn't it be reasonable for Sir Simon to kill his kin in order to inherit Darry City?"

demon! Wilder suddenly felt a sense of fear from within.

But the next moment, he nodded, indicating that he knew what to do.

"Sir Ian? Thank you for your life-saving grace." Darren looked at this knight who was much younger than he thought, and politely and formally thanked him.

"Sir Daeron, I often hear my brother talking about you." Ian gave Sir Daeron a very warm hug as soon as they met, which made Daeron uncomfortable.

"What did Yaris say about me?" Darren immediately asked curiously.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Ian showed a half-smiling expression.

"Oh! Damn it, that bastard must have said a lot of bad things about me!" Darren just smiled, but when he thought of Yaris's death, the smile quickly solidified on his face.

"Unfortunately, brother Aris has been killed by the traitor Simon." Ian also had a sad expression on his face.

"The deceased has passed away. Let's seize the time to discuss how to prevent Simon and Wilder from going to King's Landing. I now have absolutely no one to mobilize.

Although we still have a small number of brothers left in Taman Village, I believe Simon must have sent people to deal with them long ago. I wonder how many people you have on hand? Are you sure you can stop Wilder and the others? ” Darren asked a series of questions quickly.

"Do you still have any illusions about this, Ser Daeron?"

"What fantasy?"

"If you were Simon and you decided to betray your brother and family after getting the news about the 'rebellion', would you only reveal this news to a wealthy knight like Wilder?"

"No, I will send the raven to King's Landing and report directly to the Iron Throne. So King's Landing will send someone to pick them up?" Darren's face turned pale, and then he looked at Ian fiercely, "So you asked before Was that guard kidding me when he said he would save my family?"

"On the contrary, I have saved your family."

"What do you mean?"

"As long as you are alive, the Grafson family will still be there, right? We will go to Pentos as originally planned to join the last true king of the Targaryen family, and wait until His Majesty leads the Horse King's army to return to Westeros. By that time, the Grafson family will not only take back Seagull Town, but also the Eagle's Nest City.

At that time, you only need to marry the daughter of a big noble as your wife, find ten or eight lovers, and give birth to a hundred sons. Who dares to say that the Grafson family is not the most powerful in Westeros? One of the family? "

"But we have lost our wealth and army." Daeron hesitated.

"How many people did you originally plan to recruit?"

"five hundred."

"How many Dothraki Khals are there?"

"I don't know. There are many ways to say it. Some say 40,000, and some say 100,000."

One hundred thousand is the total population of Drogo's entire Kara S, including women, children and slaves, Ian secretly thought.

"No matter how many thousands it is, our five hundred people are nothing compared to them, aren't they? You didn't understand the point.

In fact, our Westeros noble status is what His Majesty is interested in. He needs vassals from Westeros. "

Darren was tempted. He had indeed retreated after being ambushed in the fishing village.

But Ian's words at this moment made him feel suddenly enlightened, and he even wondered whether his decision to try to increase his voice by forming an army was wrong from the beginning.

As long as he surrendered to the Beggar King early enough and successfully entered his Imperial Council, how could he lack the right to speak?

"How? Darren, what's your decision?"

"Let's go to Pentos together!" Darren nodded.

"So, where's your ship? We'd better get out of Westeros before the Iron Throne takes action against Gulltown and Darry City."

"Well, my ship won't arrive at the abandoned fishing village on the south coast until a month later."

"What did you say?" This was what Ian didn't expect.

“My ‘White Mouth’ is on a trading voyage. It departs from Gull Town and stops at Pentos, Tyrosh and Lys, with its destination being Volantis.

Then it will return to King's Landing, sell all the goods, and continue north to pick us up and our goods at the abandoned fishing village. At that time, we have almost transported all the goods stored in Taman Village to the abandoned fishing village. "

Damn it! What time management guru?