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"Are you dueling with Samwell Caesar tomorrow?"

Steve looked at his son in astonishment.

"Yes, father." Davon said angrily, "That boy made rude remarks to our Lannister family. Of course I have to teach him a lesson!"

"I think you are trying to win Miss Desmera's favor, right?" Steve revealed his son's purpose.

Da Feng also simply said: "That's right."

Steve sighed, shook his head and said:

"I was just about to tell you about this. We have been on Qingting Island for so many days, but Earl Paxter has never given a positive answer. I can already tell that he just doesn't want to marry his daughter to you."

"Why?" Da Feng's eyes widened and his voice suddenly rose, "Am I not worthy of his daughter? Or he has something better..."

Having said this, he suddenly paused. The next moment, the young Lannister suddenly jumped up from his seat, with a loud voice that made the doors and windows rattle:

"It's the pioneer knight from Riverbend, right? He wants to marry his daughter to that damn pioneer knight, right?"

Steve nodded helplessly: "I guess that's the case..."

"Why!" Da Feng was so angry that he ran around the room, as if he wanted to draw his sword and kill someone immediately, "I can't compare to him! I can't compare to him! No! I will never accept it! Tomorrow I will

We must defeat him in the arena! Let Earl Paxter and Miss Desmera see who is the real knight!"

"What will happen even if you win?" Stave scolded angrily, "Do you think Miss Desmera is the wreath and crown? Whoever wins will get it?"

Davon suddenly stiffened, but he was still furious and stood there breathing heavily.

Stafford sighed helplessly and comforted: "Well, the key to this matter is not you. It is that Earl Paxter should have had a plan for a long time. I specifically inquired about Samwell Caesar and found out that his

The experience was indeed quite strange.

As the eldest son of the Tully family, he actually gave up his inheritance rights and went to that ghost place in the Crimson Mountains to develop a territory. And he actually succeeded. It is said that he has initially established a territory and conquered tens of thousands of wildlings. I guess, Tyrell

The family should have some arrangements for him, so it’s no wonder that Earl Paxter wants to marry his daughter to him.”

Da Feng's face was livid and he said in a dull voice:

"Then we just give up?"

"Well. Tomorrow we will bid farewell to Earl Paxter, and cancel the contest between you and Samwell as soon as possible, so as not to waste your efforts."

"No! No matter what, I will fight with him!"

Looking at the stubborn Davon, Stafford frowned tightly. He never thought that his son, who was usually calm and clever, would lose his temper like this for a woman.

Is this really right?

Or are young people so easily carried away by so-called love?

Steve was about to persuade him again when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Which one?"

"Samwell Caesar, come to visit Ser Stafford."

Hearing this voice, Da Feng turned his head sharply, his red eyes widened, and his fists clenched loudly.

Steve stood up quickly and yelled at his son: "Sit down! Control your temper!"

After saying that, he walked over and opened the door.

"Sir Caesar, it's so late, what can I do?"

Samwell smiled slightly: "I want to talk to you about something. Is it convenient?"

Stafford took a deep look at the young knight in front of him, then stepped aside and said, "Please come in."

Samwell walked into the room and immediately saw Davon, whose eyes were as wide as bells.

He smiled slightly, sat down opposite Da Feng, and said:

"Good evening, Sir Davon."

Davon did not speak, but stared at Samwell with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"Sir Caesar, just tell me if you have anything to say." Stafford closed the door, walked in front of his son, and blocked his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions and would be violent and hurt others.

"That's right. I know the purpose of the two of you coming to Qingting Island this time, but to tell you the truth, Earl Paxter has decided to marry Miss Desmera to me."

As soon as these words came out, Da Feng almost jumped up again, but luckily he was held down by his father.

Stafford looked at Samwell with an unkind expression and said coldly:

"So are you here to show off your power to us?"

Samwell shook his head: "No, you misunderstood. I just don't want you to waste your efforts. So, tomorrow's competition, please cancel it."

"What? Are you scared?" Da Feng couldn't help shouting after hearing this.

"It's not that I'm scared. I just feel it's meaningless. Regardless of winning or losing, Miss Desmera will marry me."

"Then I will beat you until you are full of teeth!"

Samwell sighed and said helplessly: "Why bother? Sir Davon, is it really rational to offend me, and more importantly, Earl Paxter, just to gain a breath? Let's do this, I will give you ten golden dragons.

, you cancel tomorrow’s competition.”

Hearing this, both Stave and his son burst out laughing.

After laughing, Da Fengcai sarcastically said:

"Ten golden dragons? Do you think we are beggars?"

Stafford also said: "We, the Lannister family, have always used golden dragons to bribe others, but this is the first time we have seen someone trying to bribe us."

Samwell shrugged: "Everything has a price, Sir Stafford, so you name it."

Stafford shook his head and said: "Some things cannot be measured by golden dragons, such as honor. Sir Caesar, if I offered a hundred golden dragons and asked you to deliberately lose in the competition tomorrow, would you be willing?"

Before Samwell could speak, Davon shouted: "Father, I can defeat him with my own strength without you paying any money!"

But Stafford raised his hand to stop his son, because he saw a hint of intention in Samwell's eyes.

"It's not impossible." The next moment, Samwell said, "No matter whether I win or lose, I can marry Miss Desmera, so what if I let you go for once?"

Davon laughed and said: "You have no honor! You are not worthy of becoming a knight!"

Samwell shrugged helplessly: "You don't understand. My pioneering land is in urgent need of money, and sometimes I have to compromise. So, Sir Stafford, are you sure you want to give me a hundred gold dragons?"

But Stafford seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "I will give you a thousand golden dragons!"

"Father!"

Da Feng thought his father was crazy, but before he could continue to speak, he heard Stafford say again: "A thousand gold dragons, I will buy you from voluntarily giving up marrying Miss Desmera."

"Impossible!" Samwell shook his head, "Do you think a little money can make me give up Miss Desmera?"

"Three thousand golden dragons." Steve continued to increase the price, "Didn't you just say that everything has a price? How about this money buying you to give up the marriage?"

"Impossible." Samwell shook his head again, "I am committed to Miss Desmera."

Although he was rejected again, Stafford clearly caught the hesitation and hesitation in Samwell's eyes.

So, a confident smile appeared on his face and he continued to increase the price:

"Five thousand golden dragons."

When it comes to how to use money to achieve goals, the Lannister family should be the best in Westeros.

"How is this possible? Please don't insult my feelings for Miss Desmera."

"Seven thousand golden dragons!"

Samwell's hesitation was written on his face.

"Ten thousand gold dragons!" Stafford slowly approached Samwell, "This price can already allow you to hire an army to explore."

"Thirty thousand gold dragons." After a fierce ideological struggle, Samwell finally spoke, "Give me thirty thousand gold dragons, and I will immediately give up marrying Miss Desmera!"

"Impossible!" Stafford immediately shook his head, but a proud smile appeared on his face, "Even if Desmera is made of gold, it is not worth thirty thousand gold dragons."

"Then let's each take a step back, twenty thousand gold dragons."

"Ten thousand golden dragons."

"Then I'll take a step back and give you fifteen thousand?"

"Ten thousand golden dragons."

Samwell saw that Stafford was resolute and knew that no more benefits could be squeezed out, so he pretended to struggle, nodded and said:

"make a deal!"

Da Feng stared at all this blankly, as if he had not yet come to his senses. He did not understand how what was originally a good competition suddenly turned into a transaction.

Moreover, it seems that he can marry Miss Desmera again?
Chapter completed!
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