Traveling through Game of Thrones with the LOL system

Trials by combat were prepared on the shores of King's Landing, towers and buildings crowded with curious heads.

The nobles of King's Landing had already sat on the edge of the venue in expensive clothes and waited.

Margaery took Green's hand, "Honey, you have to keep the dragon away from Joffrey, whether he is out to hurt the dragon or tame the dragon, it will only be bad for us."

"The generous king was sorry that the dragon was not present at his wedding, so he chose to replace the dragon with cattle and sheep."

"During the Dance of the Dragons, Nettle used sheep to tame the dragon "The Sheep Thief" on Dragonstone Island, and Lannister gave Joffrey a lot of sheep." Margaery stared at the calm-faced Green. talking.

Green looked at Margaery, who was twitching her mouth, and stroked Margaery's jade hand, and replied, "Before she tamed, how many white-haired illegitimate children of Dragonstone died under the dragon's flames, people with the blood of ancient Valyria It is not easy to gain the trust of a wild dragon by relying on food. What does the golden-haired Joffrey rely on? His superb dissection skills for cats, dogs, and sparrows! The appetite of a dragon is not enough for such delicate work. Besides, there are no wild dragons on Dragonstone, and I hatched them myself."

During the chat between the two, several presiding judges came in under the escort of the guards, lowered their heads everywhere and lifted them up again with great interest. After the presiding judges sat down.

After a while, The Mountain and Oberyn also entered the field, surrounded by guards with various weapons and equipment, and began to rest and adjust in the corners on both sides of the field.

The attendants presented pastries, fruits and fine wines to the noble spectators in the front row.

Oberyn snapped his fingers, "Bring a bottle here too!" He ordered to the attendants.

Tyrion was taken from his cell to the scene of the trial, and Oberyn was drinking wine and loving Ellaria.

"What is this! Man, alcohol will kill us." Tyrion came over and complained to Oberyn.

Oberyn let go of Ellaria's waist and shook the wine glass, "Today will not be my death day, and of course it will not be yours. Wine makes me lighter and braver. field experience." Then he turned to Tyrion.

The Mountain wore heavy armor and carried Tiamat on the stage slowly. The heavy and slow footsteps brought a sense of oppression like a beast. Eyes were attracted.

"You sure want to fight that guy!" Ellaria said with a look of fear for the first time in King's Landing, "He's bigger than everyone I've ever seen."

"What I want to correct is that I'm going to kill that guy. Size doesn't mean everything. I've slaughtered bigger elk and zebras before." Oberyn straightened his chain mail.

Maester Pycelle walked towards the center of the tournament.

"Under the eyes of the gods and all men, we gather here to judge whether this Tyrell Lannister is guilty or innocent. May the Holy Mother grant them mercy, and may the Father give them the sentence they deserve, May warriors guide the hands of warriors..."

Oberyn and Ellaria kissed and said goodbye, and then they brought their spears to the field.

Tywin looked at the confident Oberyn who was playing with flower guns on the field. He had already injected chronic poison into the food before the Magic Mountain played. He only hoped that Oberyn would survive for ten minutes, and then kill the Mountain to take revenge. After that, I can consider the alliance with Lannister. The prince of Dorne rescued Tyrion, which seems to be beneficial to Lannister. He sacrificed a magic mountain to seek a deeper alliance with Martell, and let Vilas Part of the hatred of the incident was diverted to the body of the Dornishman who had been accumulating grievances, and he could also save his dwarf son who was still so useless.After hearing that Oberyn agreed to take part in the trial by combat for Tyrion, Tywin made a new decision.

Oberyn started to detour around the arena after juggling flower guns and arousing cheers from the crowd, looking for the magic mountain's flaws.

Oberyn tried for several rounds but failed to achieve anything. The Mountain used Tiamat to block all the attacks he tried with the spear. Oberyn began to stab the third lane of the Mountain with his spear, and the Mountain danced with Tiamat. Te fought back with all his strength, and Oberyn knocked all of Tiamat's castrations to the ground with his force, and Tiamat's ax blade hit the arena with dust.

The Mountain was parrying in a panic, the sweat gradually gathered particles from his back, looking at the playful corner of Oberyn's mouth, the Mountain felt insulted, he gave up his defense, and began to directly attack Oberyn with Tiamat With Lun's forehead, he chose to fight with his life.

Oberyn took the long spear and gradually drew a few bloodstains on the mountain's calf, but it was only because he used a little more force to let the tip of the spear go deeper into the skin of the mountain, which meant staying longer. Draw your gun in time, and the mountain's axe-blade will split itself.

Everyone looked at the scene like a cat teasing a tortoise, and they all leaked a little disdain, and a kind of questioning thought flooded their heads.

This is the Magic Mountain that people in the West boast about. Apart from being as strong as a bull and a horse, it can't hurt Oberyn at all.

Even James and Tyrion showed a kind of longing joy on their faces.

Oberyn heard the heavy panting of the Mountain, and began to provoke with words, "The knights in the western region will only attack women and children, and show their power in front of women and children, right! The loyal dog of the Lannister family."

Oberyn shot the Mountain hard in the arm as he spoke.

Moshan roared with all his strength, although his left arm was already wet with blood, the more unforgettable pain came from his abdominal cavity.

Oberyn listened to the roar of the Magic Mountain, his face was full of satisfaction, this feeling was what he wanted.

Oberyn swung his spear again to stab the Mountain in the stomach. He wanted to pay back what the Mountain had done to his sister at this moment, and pulled out the Mountain's intestines and hung them around Tywin's neck.

"Rapist! Name the one who made you do the path of the beast, who! Who told you to do it." Oberyn was still muttering sullenly on the edge of the magic mountain.

"Answer me!" Oberyn yelled, and then thrust his spear into the belly of the Mountain, which could not dance Tiamat's resistance.

The Mountain let out a hysterical roar. I had never felt this kind of pain in my life. No one could leave such a severe scar on his body. The Mountain swept to the high seat with a smile from Tywin, and he obeyed the Queen Mother Cersei Coming to participate in the trial by combat, looking at the complacency on the faces of other Lannisters except Cersei, The Mountain understood his situation a little bit, and he fell into the internal struggle of the Lannister family.

"He's sitting on it!" Oberyn shouted, pointing at the seat, and Tywin followed Oberyn's finger to stop the corner of his mouth, restoring his old rigid poker face.

"Tell me! Say his name!" Under the aftereffect of alcohol, Oberyn gestured excitedly around the Magic Mountain.

The pain coming from his abdomen made Moshan unable to arouse the slightest interest in speaking, and now he only wanted to get treatment.

Oberyn put his hands on the shoulders of the weak Mountain who was half kneeling on the ground, "Tell me if it was an order from Tywin Lannister." Oberyn talked with the Mountain in a saturated magnetic voice, as if the battle had never happened before. Nothing happened in general.

"Ah!!" Without saying a word, the pale Demon Mountain let out another heart-piercing scream.

Oberyn had waited too long, drawing the lance from the Mountain's belly, to see how hard-spoken the beast could be for Lannister's loyalty.

The tip of the gun pulled out the intestines and the yellow liquid of the Mountain. The pain of the Mountain reached a critical point. His brain had never been so clear-headed, and his hateful eyes locked on Oberyn.

With the sound of Tiamat falling to the ground, Oberyn was about to turn his head to meet the death of the Mountain, and a stench came over his face.

The Mountain held Oberyn by the throat with his own intestines.

The women on the high platform exclaimed when they saw the blood-stained Magic Mountain wrapped around Oberyn with its internal organs. Some young girls who had never been in the kitchen felt sore in their chests after seeing it. Feeling sick.

Under the dual effects of alcohol and suffocation, Oberyn lost his center of gravity and was pressed heavily to the ground by the Magic Mountain.