Chapter 0355 - Famous Sword (Ask for Subscription, Ask for Full Subscription!)
At night, illuminated torches burn on the wall outside the gate of the Prime Minister's Tower.
Standing in front of the Prime Minister's Tower, the Magic Mountain looked at the tower that had caused many prime ministers to fall, and legend had it that the tower was cursed, and everyone who lived in it was basically not allowed to die.
Magic Mountain decided to go in tonight and stay for a while.
He walked towards the gate of the Prime Minister's Tower, as if he was a ghost, and several guards appeared on both sides, mercenaries invited by the little devil.
"Stop, sir. The mercenary squad leader said.
The magic mountain giant sword was unsheathed, and it was slapped horizontally, and the team leader flew out and hit the gate wall of the Prime Minister's Tower, and a muffled snort came out, and with a snap, his body fell to the ground, twisted a few times, and did not move.
Behind him, Erin and Ge ** did not draw their swords with the guards of the Demon Mountain.
The Magic Mountain continued to move forward, and several mercenaries retreated.
Rumble!
Magic Mountain kicked open the gate of the Prime Minister's Tower, alarming a group of spearmen in the courtyard. When they saw clearly that it was the Magic Mountain, they were all frightened, and the spear in their hands stiffened in their hands.
To lay down the arms or not to let go, that's the question.
The Magic Mountain didn't come alone, and brought his guards with him. Erin and Ser Graden are the two captains of the guard.
"I'm coming to you Prime Minister. Magic Mountain said.
"Your Excellency, the Prime Minister is not in the tower. The mercenary captain said tremblingly. He wisely stood outside the attack range of the Demon Mountain Greatsword.
"I know, I'm going to go into the tower and wait!, do any of you have an opinion?" asked the Magic Mountain.
No one answered.
The group of mercenaries hired by the little devil are also hard stubble, but when they meet the magic mountain, I'm sorry, they came to be guards for money, not for loyalty and faith. Between life and military pay, they choose life. So, the mercenaries didn't move, and they didn't answer. Everyone stayed as they were, close to the Magic Mountain, and quietly stayed away.
A voice came from the tower: "Everyone put away their weapons, please come in." β
It's Podrick's voice.
The little devil and Bronn went to Shae's yard to have a good time, and Podrick stayed behind to look after the Prime Minister's Tower. He is the only most trusted personal attendant of the little devil, but when walking outside, the one who can protect his safety is still to choose Bolon.
Sir Graden led ten brothers to take over the gates of the Prime Minister's Tower. He stood by his sword, and his ten brothers stood on either side of the gate.
Erin and his other brothers followed the magic mountain through the courtyard and into the tower. Starting from the spiral staircase entrance to the tower, each floor is guarded by four brothers.
With his brothers, the Magic Mountain took over the entire guard of the Prime Minister's Tower.
The little devil's mercenaries were gathered by Erin in the soldiers' hut, and Erin asked them to unarm their swords and go to bed.
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At dawn, the little devil came out of the fireplace, stunned.
On the Prime Minister's bed lies a giant: the Magic Mountain, which snores slightly.
The little devil who became a Lannister giant in Shee's body woke up from the giant's majesty, he was a dwarf, and the bastard in front of him was the real giant.
"Hey!" the little devil poured a glass of wine and poured it on the face of the magic mountain, and the magic mountain woke up in a dream.
"What's the matter?" the little devil sat on a stool and shook his short legs as he drank pleasantly.
"Cersei knew about your capture of Aral Tim, and she sent Hound to you, Marin Tran, Mandon Moore and her guards to Commander Jacelyn Baivat, and if I hadn't sent troops to stop it, Jacelyn's head would have landed tonight. β
"Uh-huh, I've known everything about tonight, so what do you want in return?"
"I've convinced Cersei that she won't meddle in my affairs with Illin Pine, but then I realized that I was reckless, Everin hates me to the core, loves the sword as much as his life, and I can't kill him at this time and forcibly take the sword, so I want you to go and get me the Ice Sword. β
"The Ice Sword, the Valyrian Steel Sword, the Stark Family Sword. Since Ealing Pine loves the sword as much as his life, I will go and get it, and he will not give it to me. Magic Mountain, I'm not Duke Tywin, I'm acting as Prime Minister. Irin Pine is my dad's most trusted man, his former captain of the guard!"
"Then you'll have to figure out a way, I'll help you clean up the mess tonight and convince Cersei that she won't come to you again until the big war. Therefore, what you owe me, you have to pay. β
"Magic Mountain, I'll tell you the truth, if I go to get the ice with my left hand, Yilin will cut off my left hand, and if I take it with my right hand, he will cut off my right hand, and if I take the stool to the wall and take the ice sword, he will cut off my feet, I'm short enough. The little demon demon looked down, looked at his two little short legs, and sighed.
"Give you three days, I have to get the ice, you'll figure it out, you're the smartest man in the Seven Kingdoms. Magic Mountain said. Get up, grab your greatsword, and walk to the gate.
"What if I don't get the Ice Sword in three days? Illin Pyne is unlike all bastards, he has no weaknesses. Money, women and wine, he didn't want anything. We all know that. β
Magic Mountain stopped: "Little devil, I won't be able to get the Ice Sword in three days, I promise you will regret it, I will side with Cersei, your new subordinate, Commander-in-Chief Jacelyn Baivat, may not live for seven days." Or, your Bolon will die first. But rest assured, I won't do it. I will not meddle in any bloody feud within the Lannisters, and even if I knew of Cersei's plans, I would not stop it, I would not speak, and I would not inform you. I'm not going to do any of the stupid things I did last night to stop Marin Tran and beat Mandon Moore. β
The little devil froze.
"Your Bolon, in no more than five days, will offer you his resignation, do you want to make a bet?"
"No way, I paid him twice as much as anyone else paid. The little devil drank the wine from the glass in one gulp.
"This time it's different, Poron will leave King's Landing after his resignation, he is no longer the Prime Minister's personal bodyguard, and no powerful person will care about him if he is killed. After Bolon's death, you go out and go up and down, who will keep you safe. A good bottle of wine can make them drunk and unconscious in the tavern. β
"What did Cersei plan?"
"I want that Stark swordβIce!" Demon Mountain stared at the little demon.
"Magic Mountain, you won't get any benefit from getting the ice, the people of the Stark family, the nobles of the North, will regard you as an enemy. Ice is the sword of the Stark family, and it is also the famous sword of the Northerners, symbolizing the honor and pride of the Northerners. β
"Help me get the ice, little devil. Otherwise......" Magic Mountain spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "your government affairs in King's Landing will be difficult, and your people, like Ser Aral Tim, will die in vain!
The ugly face of the little devil turns white!
Magic Mountain walked out of the Prime Minister's Tower with his brothers, and it was dawn!
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Not far outside the Red Fort, there is an alley.
The name of the alley is Hook Alley.
The alley is not long, like an iron hook, hooking King Street and Steel Street together.
Because of the proximity to the Red Castle, many courtiers and generals rented houses to live in Hook Lane. This is a free place that is different from the dwelling in the Red Fort, a completely private abode, and you can relax as much as you want, such as bringing a prostitute back and collapsing the bed.
If you live in the official residence of the Red Fort, you can't have such freedom and freedom.
On the corner of Hook Lane, in the most remote place, there was a simple little room with only one room.
The person living in this small room is a celebrity in King's Landing. He is known not only in King's Landing, but also in the Seven Kingdoms. He is the magistrate of the royal family: Sir Ilyin Pyne.
Before dawn, Ealing Pine got up.
He was not very old, but his hair was almost completely gone, except for a long ring of gray-black hair that fell behind his ears and was scattered on his back, and the rest of the place was completely bald.
Lighting the candle, Ilyin Pine removed the greatsword from the wall and pulled it out, a chill like substance.
The Ice Sword was long, longer than Illin Pine's two-handed sword, and when it stood up, it was a little taller than the average adult. Ealing Pyne went to court, with his ice sword slung to his back, the hilt of which protruded from behind his right shoulder, higher than Ealing's head.
The ice is too long to carry around your waist.
The hands were a palm-and-a-half width and not as heavy as they seemed, because they were cast from Valyrian steel.
Valyrian steel is made by the blacksmiths of the Valyrian Fortress of Liberty on the other side of the Narrow Sea, and its raw material is ordinary steel, which is very special due to the magic and spells added to the refining process, as well as the effect of dragon fire, Valyrian steel is lighter than any other steel of the same size, but tougher.
Swords made of Valyrian steel, each one of which is the most famous sword, sharpened like clay.
Four hundred years ago, the apocalyptic catastrophe of Valyria, the earth's fires erupted from the ground, burning all the mountains, rivers and all life within 500 miles, including the dragons. Since then, the technology of refining Valyrian steel has been lost, and no one in the world has been able to make Valyrian steel again, and skilled craftsmen have to melt down existing steel to recast weapons.
Because of the loss of smelting technology, the existing Valyrian steel has become extremely precious and rare, and most of the Valyrian steel swords in Westeros are kept in the hands of the ancient nobles, each with its own name and story.
The Ice Sword is a family sword handed down from generation to generation by the Stark family in the North, made of Valyrian steel, and is a famous sword of the Seven Kingdoms.
Ealing Pine loved the ice.
Every day, before dawn, Ilyin Pine gets up to sharpen his sword.
Sharpening swords and killing people are the two great joys of Eain Pine's life. He has no interest in drinking and women.
Seventeen years ago, when Tywin Lannister was Prime Minister of the Mad King Elise Targaryen, Elyn Pine was the captain of Duke Tywin's bodyguard. At that time, Yilin still liked wine and women. Later, King Elise conferred the honor and position of Kingsguard on Jaime Lannister without Duke Tywin's consent, much to the displeasure of Duke Tywin, who lost his chosen heir to the family.
The Lannisters of the Westlands can't live without an heir!
In a fit of rage, Duke Tywin resigned as Prime Minister after twenty years without the king's consent, and returned to Castle Rock in the West. This made King Elise Targaryen feel that his dignity had been seriously challenged, and he cut out Illin Pyne's tongue to warn Duke Tywin.
Irin Pine was no longer able to speak, nor did he know how to write, and he was unable to communicate with the outside world. Robert Baratheon rebelled after his fiancΓ©e, Lyanna Stark, was taken by Crown Prince Rhaegar Targaryen, and eventually took the throne with the help of the Starks of the North, Arryn Vale, and Riverland Tully.
For the sake of the stability of the dynasty, Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister of the Westlands had a political marriage, Robert sat on the Iron Throne, Cersei was the queen, and in order to show goodwill to his father-in-law, Ilyin Pyne was appointed by Robert as the pre-magistrate, that is, the executioner who specialized in cutting off people's heads for the king.
After Irin Pyne's tongue was cut out by the Mad King Elise Targaryen, he lost his love for wine and women, fell in love with swords and loneliness, and the only remaining pleasures in his life were killing people and sharpening swords.
Every day before dawn, Ilyin Pine would get up and sharpen his sword. It used to be sharpening his two-handed giant sword, but now it is sharpening the cold ice sword.
The sword-grinding stone, oil, and sword-grinding cloth were all ready, and Ilyin Pine began to grind the ice.
The Valyrian Steel Sword never wears, breaks, or has any flaws due to collisions, but Ilyin Pine still insists on sharpening his sword every day, he loves it as much as his life, not to mention that Ice is a Valyrian Steel Sword, a true supreme sword. A clan sword that has been passed down from generation to generation by the Stark family in the North.
In the light of the candle, the surface of the ice showed ripples, and dark lines appeared from the depths of the sword, circle after circle, layer by layer, making the ice appear translucent. It is a beautiful pattern that has been left in the sword body after a thousand tempers, and it is incomparable.
Valyrian steel β the best steel in the world! Valyrian sword β the best sword in the world.
Cocoa!
Someone was knocking on the door, knocking on the door of this small room in Hook Alley.
It was not yet dawn, and the Hook Alley was quiet, and the knock on the door was soft, but to Eain Pine's ears, it was like thunder.
After losing his tongue, Ilyin Pine's sense of hearing slowly became very sensitive.
The sharpening stone in Ilin's hand paused, and then continued to sharpen the sword.
The knock on the door outside also paused, and then continued.
The sound of grinding swords, the sound of soft knocking on the door. The hands of the sharpening of the sword are steady, and the people who knock on the door are also patient.
Sharpening swords was something Ilyin Pyne enjoyed, especially in the early hours of the morning, but if there was a constant knock on the door and the door was so close to him, the pleasure would be seriously disturbed.
Ilyin Pine finally sighed, he couldn't continue the magic sword anymore, his heart was disturbed and messed up.
Ilyin put away the sharpening stone, oiled the ice, and carefully wiped the oil with a sharpening cloth.
The cold ice was held in his hand, the cold air was pressing, the blade was translucent, and the sword body was translucent. With a slight wave of his hands, the sword qi flowed, and the blade emitted light, like a bright star.
Ice sword into the sheath!
Irin Pine opened the door.
Outside the door stood a dwarf dressed in brocade - the little demon Tyrion Lannister, the current Prime Minister of the Seven Kingdoms. Behind him, there were two guards, one was the mercenary Bolon, who looked like a long knife hidden in its sheath. The other is one of Ilyin's kind-hearts: Podrick Pine. A shy child.
Ealing and Podrick are both from the Pyne family in the West.
"What's the matter?" said Ilyin's gaze.
The little devil glanced at Ilyin's room, there was no furniture except for a bed, and there was little space for things such as wearing a wardrobe.
"I need Jazz's help. The little devil said.
Illin's cautious and indifferent eyes.
"Jaime Lannister was imprisoned in Riverrun, and I was planning to rescue him, and now everything is ready, but one of the necessities is missing. β
Irin Pine's head was up, his chin was on the trio outside the door, his resistance was palpable.
"We plan to trade Sansa Stark and Arya Stark for Jaime Lannister, the exchange negotiations are just a cover, the real plan is to rob the prison. β
Ilyin Pine snorted in his nostrils.
Podrick noticed that the elders of his family were described as haggard, grim-looking, pockmarked faces, no beards, deep eyes, and sunken cheeks. The gray dressing gown looked dirty, and there was a sour smell wafting from the room.
"I've already arranged the plan to rob the prison, and it's seamless, and now I still lack a token. Tyrion Lannister, the little devil, looked behind Illin Pyne, the ice of House Stark hanging from the walls.
"I'm sorry for official business. "The little devil is not without regrets," Podrick!
Podrick pulled a money bag out of his pocket.
"It's full of golden dragons. The little devil took the money bag and tossed it to Irin Pine. Irin Pine didn't move, and the purse slammed into his chest and fell to the ground with a soft click.
"Sir Ilin, I have to take the Ice Sword anyway. For Jaime Lannister. The little devil said.
He stepped back, and Boron stepped forward, and Bordrick hesitated and stepped forward, and Borron's hand grabbed the horned knife on his waist, and Podrick's hand pressed the hilt of the dagger.
"Big man, excuse me. Bronn walked up to Illin and almost put his nose on Illin's.
Illin had killed many people, and the king's executioner had cut off too many heads, and there was a dead air in him.
But this dead air had no effect on Bolon.
Bolon's murderous spirit is surging, he has the prime minister behind him, and the reason for taking the sword is justified and above board.
Straighten up - be strong!
Irin Pine was dressed in a dressing gown and had no weapons on him. He was stuck in the doorway like a lone wolf, his eyes glaring out like a zombie skeleton.
"Sir Ealing!" said the imp, "you don't have to, I promise to find you the best sword in the future." Lannister, you have to pay your debts, and this time I owe you. β
"Sir, get out of the way, I'm running out of patience. Bolon's eyes narrowed slightly, like a cat's slight squint in the sun's rays, and his right hand clenched the horn-sharp knife, and when he drew it, he was about to see blood.