Robert Baratheon spoke, his voice booming, as if putting on armor and holding a warhammer reminded him of the prosperous days of those years.
"His temper is as stubborn as the stones in a latrine, which are smelly and hard."
"Especially after hearing that he killed Renly, I wanted to crush his head."
Robert stood in the throne room with a warhammer in his hand, while the nobles of the seven countries around him retreated, leaving a large open space, leaving the two people in the room.
Balon Swann's throat rolled slightly. He held a spear in his hand and cautiously kept a distance from Robert Baratheon. Although he was confident, the other party killed him with his own hands on the battlefield no matter what.
Rhaegar's mighty general.
However, Robert seemed to turn a blind eye to Balon Swann's caution. He was walking around the throne room with his warhammer in hand. His hair and beard were messy, and only his bloodshot eyes were bright, as if he was inspecting himself.
Like a territorial lion, there is anger in his body that is about to explode.
"but!"
At this moment, Robert's footsteps suddenly stopped and his voice was a little louder. Balon Swann, who was holding a spear in his hand, was startled and his heart skipped a beat.
"Boy!"
"You should never have used the most despicable means to kill Stannis!"
Robert Baratheon did not wear a helmet, but only wore armor. His hair was disheveled and he was glaring angrily. His eyes seemed to be devouring people, burning with blazing rage.
Then the war hammer in his hand suddenly swung and then smashed down.
Seeing King Robert's sudden attack, the heavy storm hammer crashed down like the top of a mountain, carrying strong winds.
"Damn it!"
Naturally, Balon Swann did not dare to be careless, and he also did not dare to take the blow forcefully. He had rich dueling experience, and he knew the power of this blow just by hearing the wind.
clang
Then Balon Swann struck with his spear and took a step back to avoid the blow.
bang
The warhammer in Robert's hand hit the ground hard, shattering the ornate floor tiles in the throne room, causing the nobles of the seven countries present to take a breath.
"King Robert is too powerful."
In the corridor on the second floor of the throne room, Finance Minister Illyrio, who did not participate in the trial but was just passing by for a visit, couldn't help but smacked his lips when he saw this scene.
"Tsk."
His friend Wallis, who was standing next to him, had his hands folded in his sleeves. Seeing this, he shook his head slightly and smiled helplessly.
"It's always like this, Illyrio, you have to get used to it."
"You adults are so excited that you don't care about the outcome of the people below."
"Our Majesty went on vacation again, and this 'His Majesty' was trashing the throne room."
"This floor tile may be worth dozens of silver deer. It seems that the Minister of Finance still needs to pay for it."
A brick in the throne room could be worth half a year's income of an ordinary family in the seven countries. However, it was smashed to pieces in a duel, but this is reality.
"die!"
When King Robert saw Balon Swann retreating, he did not let him go. Instead, he pursued the victory. He roared in a deep voice, waved his warhammer and chased after him again.
Phew~
The heavy warhammer whined in the throne room carrying the violent wind, and Balon Swann relied on his young and abundant physical strength and flexibility to constantly deal with it.
Dang Dang Dang
The sound of weapons clashing could be heard from time to time in the throne room, and the battle between the two sides was fierce.
Balon Swann's father, the Earl of Stonehelm, looked a little nervous. He kept turning his head left and right, looking for someone to ask for help. He didn't know whether his son could defeat King Robert, who was known for his strength.
On the steps, the interested smile on Oberyn's face slowly disappeared and turned into a calm look. Standing beside him, the commander of the Unsullied Legion, Black Worm, also clenched his fists with his hands behind his back.
They are all experts, and they can see that this duel is indeed a showdown between masters.
Neither King Robert nor Balon Swann, the heir to Stonehelm, was a good person.
And at this time.
clang
There was another violent collision of weapons, and sparks burst out. The spear in the hand of the heir to Stonehelm City was broken with a sound, and the sharp spearhead flew out, causing another exclamation, but fortunately no one else was hurt.
"Huh~"
Balon Swann took a deep breath, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.
"Shit!"
Then he directly threw the wooden pole in his hand and hit King Robert, but the other party did not dodge or dodge, and allowed the wooden pole to be thrown on him. His body was as motionless as a black tower, holding the hammer towards him. He came over.
Snapped
Then Balon Swann took a new spear from the hand of a follower on the side, and then waved it in his hand, still full of wind, and held it tightly in his hand.
Dangdang
He dialed back King Robert's attack and retreated again to distance himself.
Balon Swann's tactic is to rely on his relatively flexible body to deal with King Robert, who is known for his strength, and consume the opponent's physical strength.
He actually doesn't want to confront the other party head-on, but sometimes it's unavoidable.
Experts know the depth of the attack. Robert's hammer was so powerful and heavy that Balon Swann naturally did not dare to deal with it, even though he was also a well-known 'Hercules' in his hometown.
Phew~
Another hammer blow.
King Robert, who was wearing black armor, had his chest heaving, breathing heavily, and the movements of his hands were much slower.
After all, he had been in prison for too long, and his physical fitness had seriously declined. He had just been dealing with Balon Swann for a short while, and his physical strength was somewhat unable to keep up.
"Are you tired?"
"Um?"
"Dear King Robert?"
On the other side, relying on his young and energetic body, Balon Swann was also panting while holding a spear, but he was simply testing the tired Robert Baratheon, while constantly stimulating him with words. .
"It's only been a few rounds? Are you already in death?"
"It seems that there are too many brothels in King's Landing, have they drained you dry?"
The fact that King Robert was a prostitute king has long been spread throughout the seven kingdoms. He left his beautiful queen to find those less beautiful prostitutes because no one dared to do so when he was in power. Said, but now that King Robert has become a prisoner, he can naturally be sarcastic without restraint.
"Stop talking nonsense, boy!"
However, King Robert only took a few deep breaths, and the expression on his face was a bit ferocious.
Then he raised his hammer again.
"This is just the beginning, I'm just warming up!"