Lord Tytos Blackwood of Crowtree City first lost his third son, and then his second son. Two sons died, but the other one was not guilty! He looked up at the person sitting on the main seat, as if he was claiming credit.
With a smile on his face, Edmure Tully became increasingly resentful of the new Duke of the Riverlands, who was unlearned and indecisive.
"Pack up your brother's body and inform the knights of the Blackwood family that we will return to Crowtree City now!" After Tytos said this, he turned and left.
"Count Tyros, won't you stay to watch the finals of the tourney?" Edmure opened his mouth to call him, but the whole hall heard his voice, but the other party pretended not to hear and left without looking back.
Several knights came over, packed up the body, and carried it out.
Lord Denys Arryn looked at Edmure with a smile on his face, and looked at Tywin again. Their eyes showed dissatisfaction with Edmure.
On the other side, Lord Hendry Bracken of Stonehedge City also felt uncomfortable. Although Harry Rivers was proven innocent by trial by combat, a nephew and heir also died, and he asked the family knights to pack up the body.
Not wanting to miss Riverrun, I said goodbye to the three dukes and other nobles, and the group set out to go home.
The trial also ended hastily. The nobles of the Riverlands knew Edmure before. He was a free-spirited young man who was proficient in food, drink, play and gambling. They hoped that he would change after inheriting the dukeship. It was the first time for him to mediate with the nobles today.
Everyone has seen the disputes between the two, and we can’t count on him for at least ten years.
There was still some time before the dinner, and everyone was looking for activities after the meeting. Lord Farman of Fairy Island came to Tywin Lannister's guest room.
"Lord Tywin, I have something to ask about my daughter Saran Farman."
With a look from Tywin, the personal guard Ser Amory Lodge understood the idea, went out, closed the door and guarded the door.
The guest room is very spacious. A screen separates the bed from the living area. The living area is fully equipped with wine racks, sofas, tables and chairs.
James was also in the guest room. He poured Earl Farman a glass of wine: "What can I do with my daughter?"
Farman took the wine glass: "Duke Tywin, Sir James, after today's meeting, Old Walder Frey sent someone to find me, and I went to his guest room to meet him."
Tywin and Jaime both have a bad feeling.
Farman continued: "Old Frey proposed that his great-grandson Walder Frey, who is fourth in line to the family succession and is known as 'Black Walder', wants to enter into a marriage contract with Saran Farman." p>
"Don't tell me you agreed!" James looked very unhappy.
Farman: "How could I agree? I originally rejected Old Frey on the grounds that my daughter was not yet an adult, but he refused and offered an equal price. If I marry my daughter to his great-grandson, he will give me
My daughter weighs the same amount of silver."
James became excited: "He wants to buy my daughter? The Lannister family lacks his money? Let him dream!"
"James! Quiet!" Tywin stopped him and motioned for Farman to continue speaking.
Farman: "After that, I continued to reject him on the excuse that my daughter was young, but Old Frey said that he had many sons, and he could find one who was the same age as Saran, or younger than his daughter. Anyway, it was all kinds of things.
There is no reason to let me leave."
James: "What happened next? What excuse did you come up with?"
Farman: "I'm ashamed to say that I really didn't think of a reason to reject Old Frey, but Duke Edmure came to see Old Frey just at this time, and I left without even saying hello."
James: "My daughter can marry anyone, but not the Frey family. Even if their family offers gold in exchange for it, it's not unusual!"
Farman agreed, and looked at Tywin: "Your Excellency, although we know that Saran Farman is the daughter of Sir James, her identity on the surface is with me, and the Frey family should still continue.
Press tight."
Tywin glanced at Jaime and asked Farman: "What kind of person is that 'Black Walder'?"
James: "Father, can you..."
Tywin: "Don't interrupt!"
Farman went to Old Frey before and heard only good things. After he came out, he asked a noble from the Riverlands to inquire: "Black Walder is thirty-five years old today. He is short, fat and stocky and has never been married. It is rumored that he and his
There are some private relationships between cousins and aunts, the number of whom is about four or five."
James felt relieved after hearing this. His father would never agree. He lay down on the back of the sofa, put his feet on the small table, and said without hesitation: "Haha, this kind of rag, even the one in the north
When Tywin spoke, he rapped his knuckles on the table every time he named a family.
"What are these?" James asked.
Tywin looked at James: "This is the family where Old Frey's eldest son married and gave birth to offspring."
James was a little surprised: "So many? I haven't noticed these before."
"This is just one son of Old Frey. He has 21 more sons like this! More than half of the nobles in the Riverlands, the Valley, and the Kingdom have the blood of Old Frey. There is also the Reach.
, Stormland, the power of the Frey family is too great!" Tywin narrowed his eyes.
James: "Old Frey is really good at giving birth!"
Tywin looked at the two of them: "Old Frey said he wanted to kill Duke Tully. Do you think these families listen to Old Frey or Tully?"
Tywin was not thinking about his appearance, body shape, how much money he had, but through today's incident, he suddenly realized that the Frey family has grown to an incredible level. Money, family relationships, and strength may all replace him at any time.
Tully's status as Duke of the Riverlands only needs an excuse, or the two remaining males of the Tully family suddenly died suddenly!
Only then did James and Farman realize the seriousness of the problem. Farman thought of Edmure's performance today: "I think except for a few who are loyal to the Tully family, most of them will listen to Frey."<
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James quickly asked: "So how is the situation in our western region?"
Tywin: "Not so good! After this tourney, Jaime, your job is to remove all people with Frey family blood from important positions in the entire West, everyone!"
James nodded: "I understand!"
Count Farman: "How should I answer him about Saran Farman's marriage?"
James: "Compared to those Freys, that kid from the North is just fine!"
Tywin stared at James: "Among the Dukes of the Seven Kingdoms, Duke Denys Arryn of the Vale is not married yet!"
James: "Dennis is too old!"
Tywin: "Do you have the final say or do I?"
James: "That's my daughter!"
Tywin: "That's my granddaughter!"
Farman watched the two people arguing from the sidelines and did not dare to interrupt.
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The next day, Jaime Lannister asked the guards to invite Robb Stark to the training grounds of Riverrun alone.
After receiving the message, Robb was very surprised. Why did Jaime of the Lannister family in the West ask him to compete with him? He couldn't understand why he put on his armor and carried two swords on his back to the training ground.
James has been waiting here for a long time. He is wearing the iconic golden-red armor of the Lannister family, a bright red cloak and a golden lion. Together with his golden hair, he looks particularly dazzling in the sun.
There was a long sword with a sheath on his waist. When he saw Robb arriving, he put his hand on the hilt of the sword. Jaime wanted to see what Robb's character was like in his own way. He firmly believed that he could learn from a person's martial arts.
See it.
He is open and close, and his personality is mostly cheerful. He likes to roam around to find gaps in his opponent's moves, so he is more cautious. If he likes to attack three ways, James will kill the opponent immediately.
There was no grudge between the two. Robb knew that Jaime was a very powerful knight, so he asked politely: "Ser Jaime, are you here just to compete with me?"
"I have competed with the previous generation of Dawn Sword, I have competed with 'Pointless' Barristan, and I have competed with your master, Wit Baratheon. I am interested in all the masters of the Seven Kingdoms."
After James finished speaking, he pulled out the long sword from his waist. The light blue sword body had dragon language engraved on the sword body in an arrangement similar to a magic circle. There was a golden roaring lion head at the bottom of the sword hilt.
"This is the Valyrian steel sword that Tyrosh auctioned, right? Does it have a name?" Robb saw the other party taking out the Valyrian steel sword, and he also drew the long sword on his back and prepared to fight.<
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The little devil Tyrion bought the sword from Tyrosh on behalf of the Lannister family. The naming rights were in the hands of the patriarch Tywin. When he returned, he didn’t have a name yet.
"Sunset Beauty, in memory of my mother, I am also very satisfied with this name." James held the sword with both hands and assumed an offensive posture.
"It's a nice name." After hearing that it was named in memory of his mother, Robb also began to look at his opponent and drew out the huge sword without serrations on the back.
James saw Robb's back: "Ashara, the Sword of Dawn of this generation, has been training with you since childhood. Don't you use two swords?"
Robb: "Ashara's swords belong to the Dane family, and my swordsmanship was created specifically for me by the master."
James smiled: "Then you have to be careful, the sword in my hand will break your sword at any time."
Then he held a sword flower in his hand and changed into a defensive posture:
"I know a lot about fighting magicians and have more experience than you. You go ahead and make a move. You can use magic."
He was made a knight at the age of 16 and served as a member of the Kingsguard. He had indeed heard of his master Werther fighting against him. Robb nodded and did not dare to neglect. He held the hilt of the sword with both hands and raised the sword above his head. Magic power was injected into the giant sword.
Starts to glow red.
"Coming!"
Robb was at least three or four meters away from James, but he did not rush forward. He slashed downwards directly on the spot. The red light on the long sword suddenly extended with the downward slashing movement.
Buzz~~
James was prepared for the unique sound of the giant sword scraping against the air. When he saw the direction where the giant sword struck, he sidestepped, and bang! A sword mark nearly four meters long appeared on the ground where he was standing.
"Sir James, be careful, it's not over yet."
It is not just as simple as extending the attack distance and increasing the power. The real essence of this swordsmanship is to use force and follow the trend to reduce one's own consumption, and to launch continuous attacks on the enemy.
Robb's greatsword was quickly raised, and before Jaime could stand still, he struck down with another heavy blow.
There's no way to avoid it! James can only block with his sword.
Dang~~~
The distinctive crisp sound of the Valyrian steel sword spread throughout the training ground. James' legs had been bent, and he struggled to block the powerful vertical slash.
Dang~~~
Dang~~~
Dang~~~
One blow followed another, and James had no time to get up or sidestep. He could only maintain the posture of raising the sword with all his strength, and his legs were already pressed into a squat. This was the move Werther used in the Red Keep.
The magic is even more powerful! James is very anxious, if this continues, he will have to kneel in front of Robb!
"Are you competing?" came a female voice.
Robb turned his head and saw Saran Farman arriving at the training ground with several girls. He immediately put away his magic. Just as he was about to speak, James quickly stood up and interrupted: "Let's try this Valyrian steel sword again."
How is the condition?"
After saying that, he turned the 'Sunset Beauty' left and right and looked at Robb with his eyes.
"Well, we're testing swords," Robb replied.
He was indeed trying out the Valyrian steel sword, otherwise he wouldn't have just used vertical heavy slashes. In the magic book Werther gave him before, in addition to magic and alchemy specially developed for him, there were also matching ones.
Swordsmanship has a strange name called "New Year Sword Technique". It can not only chop vertically, but also sweep horizontally.
The girl was still a little far away from the two of them. Jaime walked up to Robb and whispered to him: "There have been many people who want to marry Saran Farman recently. If you don't want her to marry a Frey or an old man,
Hurry up and ask your father to propose marriage to Fairy Island!"
After saying that, he patted Robb on the shoulder and left the training ground.
Robb was stunned on the spot, unable to realize what James meant.
James spoke very quietly, but Saran Farman’s ears were sensitive and she heard what he said. Watching James leave, she felt like tears were about to fall down.
She took a deep breath to regain her composure, then turned to Robb and said, "Didn't I go to see the tourney today?"
"Of course I want to go!"
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In the tent area, at a corner where he could see the flag on top of the tourney venue from a distance, Littlefinger Baelish dragged the chain on his foot in his direction.
One end of the chain was locked on his ankle, the chain passed through a stone lock, and the other was locked on Ramsay's foot.
Ramsay was missing an ear, a broken arm, and a part of a man. He would have died without medical treatment after being seriously injured, but Donnie deliberately tied the two of them together with a chain, hoping to see Littlefinger dragging him.
A corpse walks.
Littlefinger has never met such a perverted person. He knew that it would be his turn after Ramsay died. When Duny was not around, he humbly begged the guarding knight to give him some medicine.
The knights also saw that the two were really pitiful, and after reporting to the hound, medicine was delivered. Littlefinger finally revived Ramsay.
"Water!" Ramsay woke up.
A small water bag was put into his mouth. This was not a dungeon, and Donnie was still in charge of their food and accommodation.
"Where are we?" Ramsay lost too much blood and his face was pale. He couldn't move a finger. He lay on the ground and looked at the sky, and the little finger beside him appeared in his sight.
"We were captured again and are still outside Riverrun."
"Ah~~" Ramsay's wounds were all very painful.
Little Finger covered his mouth: "Don't shout! You shouted before when you were unconscious, and the villain kicked you a few more times."
"Bite if it hurts!" A branch was brought to Ramsay's mouth.
Ramsay shed tears and bit into the branch. There was no longer a wail of pain in his mouth, but he kept muttering:
"I want revenge! I want to kill him! I want revenge!"
Little Finger dragged the chain and took two wooden bowls from the stone behind him, which contained cooked vegetable leaf soup. He placed a bowl next to Ramsay and ate it by himself.
"There is hope only when people are alive! I discovered a secret about Duny, a secret that is enough to overthrow the entire Lannister family in the West! When you are healed, we will find a way to escape."
Ramsay was very excited when he heard it, his eyes were red and bloodshot: "I want..."
"What are you talking about?"
Hearing this voice, Littlefinger and Ramsay's hearts stopped for half a beat, Duny is here.app2;