After struggling to get up for a long time, Werther saw two pools of blood on the bed, as well as traces of other liquids. When he saw the orange, he knew who the two people were yesterday.
Dangling Yoyo walked to the hotel lobby to have lunch, and saw five people already eating.
The young apprentice Ashara Dayne, the strong man Thoros, Ellery Hightower, and his fiancée whom he has not seen for many years and only exchanges letters: Nymeria Martell, and her sister Trey
Ni Shad.
Witte did not expect to meet Nymeria and Triene under such circumstances again. He was a little embarrassed and did not dare to look at them. After sitting down, he asked Thoros:
"I was almost poisoned to death yesterday!"
"How is that possible! My room is next to yours, and I heard you guys happy all night long." Thoros said while eating. Ellelie was older and just laughed next to her.
The four of them are all magicians. When Werther taught them magic knowledge, he also emphasized the weaknesses of magicians, such as close combat and poison. Therefore, except for Ellery, several of them are now both magic and martial arts, plus they have researched how to deal with various kinds of magic.
As for the method of poison, now you can just use the treatment method to deal with ordinary poisons, and you don’t have to worry about it at ordinary times.
"What about you, little apprentice, why didn't you tell me when they came?"
"I have known Sister Nymeria and Sister Tyene in Dorne for a long time. Who in the whole continent does not know that Nymeria is your fiancée? She told me that she would give you a surprise tonight and asked me not to tell you.
"Ashara is sincere to Werther, and she will tell you everything as soon as she asks.
Witte looked at Nymeria and Tyene, not knowing what to say despite the presence of several light bulbs.
"After dinner, shall we three go for a walk in the city?"
"Then eat quickly, we have been waiting for you for a long time." Nymeria said with a smile.
The three of them were walking on the streets of Highgarden, preparing to go to Tyrell's house in the inner city. Renly was also here today, and Vert quietly looked at the two girls beside him.
Nymeria Martell, who is walking on the right, is 3 years older than Werther. She is about the same height as Werther. She has a slim figure and has flesh where there should be flesh. She has the same black eyes and black hair as Werther, plump lips, a beautiful face, and beautiful hair.
It is mixed with red and gold ropes and tied into a long braid, which looks a bit like Angelina Jolie.
The sister on the left, Triene Sand, is only as tall as Werther's shoulders. She is a beautiful girl with blond hair and blue eyes. However, her sister is full of wildness, while Triene looks quiet and sweet.
Thinking that the three of them had a substantial relationship yesterday, Werther became bolder and hugged the waist of the two of them.
"Hey, are these the poisons that poisoned me?" Wert fumbled around Trine's waist and found some small bottles hidden in her clothes.
"Yes, you wrote to me about alchemy before. Don't we often communicate about the process of making poison?" Triene smiled, still reaching out to hold Werther's clothes as she did when she was a child.
[Co-author Today, I made poison by myself and poisoned myself! Originally, I thought that Triene in the original world would be good at poisons when she grew up, so I exchanged linking techniques with her. Now she uses alchemy to make poison, which is hard to guard against.
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"What about you, Nymeria? Isn't it too heavy to have so many throwing knives on your waist?" Wit felt it all over Nymeria's waist.
"With the help of Tyene, different poisons were applied to each throwing knife. Now the throwing knife is very small." Nymeria naturally put her hand together with Wirt's wrist.
"Why are you two together? Where are the other sisters?"
"Since we got engaged, the other sisters have become somewhat alienated from me. Only Triene has been with me. She is my maid to the outside world. Also, let me tell you, Triene is much more skilled than you. You just
She knows a few moves." After Nymeria finished speaking, she touched Tyene's face, and Tyene smiled and winked at Wirt.
[I’ll go, it’s so open! Fortunately, I’m not looking for a man.]
Werther was a little surprised and a little excited.
"Then how do you know Ashara?"
"Didn't you say in your letter that you have a potential apprentice? We often travel around Dorne. Once we passed by Star Drop City and went to look for her. She was so smart that we lived there for a few months and taught her.
Some spear skills, throwing knives and dagger usage."
"Why have I never seen her use it before?"
"The little girl learned swordsmanship passed down by the Dane family. She already carries two swords on her back, how can she get more."
"The swordsmanship of the Dane family is indeed great. I learned a few moves from Arthur Dane when I was a child. Unfortunately, their family has not produced a new generation of 'Sword of Dawn' yet."
The three of them just walked together on the street. The exchange of letters was just a bit unfamiliar. After a short chat, they returned to the way they were when they were children. However, the relationship between the three of them is closer now. Passers-by would not find it strange if they glanced at it.
Dornish women are so open-minded, they are everywhere in the city.
In Highgarden Castle, the guards here had already known in advance that Werther would be coming and led the way directly to the reception room.
Willas Tyrell sat in a wheelchair and took out a gold pocket watch engraved with a rose pattern from his shirt pocket. He opened the cover and saw that every time point was inlaid with gems. He looked down at the time:
"Why hasn't Werther come yet?"
Renly also took out a gray-black pocket watch engraved with the crowned stag family crest to check the time. "Witt used to be alone wherever he went and was very punctual. Now he has three mage apprentices with him. I heard that they have been arrested today.
There is a liar in the city, please slow down."
"I'm here right now!"
Werther's voice came from outside the reception room door.
The two turned their heads and saw Werther coming in with two women in Dornish costumes. Willas looked questioning, and Renly seemed to be reminiscing.
"Let me introduce to you, this is Willas Tyrell, the eldest son of Duke Metz of the Tyrell family." Willas sat in a wheelchair and nodded with a kiss.
"This one looks just like me. You don't have to guess who it is, you know who it is, Lord Renly Baratheon." Renly also nodded to express his goodwill.
"This is my fiancée, Nymeria Martell, and this is my fiancée's sister, Tyene Sand."
Renly was so surprised, "It turns out to be you! I thought it seemed like I had seen her somewhere before. It turns out she is my brother's fiancée."
The four people here represent the three major forces in the southern part of Westeros. They usually have business correspondence, but they have never met Dorne and are very familiar strangers.
"Is Werther here?" Margery also walked in at this time.
"The little rose in Highgarden is getting more and more beautiful, but she hasn't grown much taller, haha." Witte answered.
Margery looked at Werther with a fake smile on her face: "I heard that the Archmage has arrived, and I came here to say hello, but why doesn't the Archmage fly in from the window?"
"I actually have a secret. I am not only a mage, but also a warrior. I can stand firm with my feet on the ground."
Seeing that the two of them were starting to compete, Renly took the initiative to change the subject.
"I said Vilas, you sit in a wheelchair like this every day, aren't you afraid of getting hemorrhoids?"
"Standing is not as comfortable as sitting." Vilas smiled.
Magic light flashed on Renly's hand, the wheelchair began to spin in place, and Willas jumped up from the wheelchair.
"Here we go again! Let's practice with our fists!"
The four young men of the Tyrell family are close in age to Renly and Werther, and they have frequent contacts. They have a very good relationship, and they often fight and fight in their teens.
Willas's leg was broken by Oberon's horse in the tourney the year before last, and he had to sit in a wheelchair for a while. Renly healed him after he came over, but he still insisted on using a wheelchair. In his words, some people looked at him
He will be sad when he is in a wheelchair, while some people will jump with joy, and those who jump high will hit their heads.
Nymeria leaned close to Witte's ear and whispered in a gentle voice:
"This little girl likes you!"
Werther knew the situation very well: "The whole continent knows that I am engaged to you. When she grows up and gets married, she will not miss me anymore."