At the top of the hill of Kaiyan City, under the watchtower, in the cold night wind, stood two of Gregor Clegane's two King Kongs, the bravest executioner Dunsen and the most loyal brain-dead Polliver.

Of the sixty-three cavalry brothers, Gregor appointed two of them to handle the trifle. The rest of the brothers drank and reveled in Duke Tywin's castle, and the commotion was wafting up one after another.

Although this time it was a small matter, the reward this time was suffocating - according to Sweetmouth Ralphd Clegane's drunken accident, this time the matter was done beautifully, and when they returned to the village of Krega, they were to be canonized as knights by Lord Gregor and given the surname Clegane.

This is the honor that can make Dunson and Polivier give their lives without hesitation, and getting the glory of knights and the surname of Clegane is the most sacred honor in the hearts of these two brainless fans.

To be canonized as a knight by Gregor, Polivier is willing to die.

Now Polivier wants to die.

He stared down the cliff, step by step.

I don't know why, looking at the dark night under the cliff, staring for a while, he felt a beautiful eye in the void looking back at him, silently encouraging him to jump.

When you stare at the night, the night is staring at you!

I guess Polivier has a deep understanding of this sentence.

Jumping from the top of the watchtower of Kaiyan City, more than 70 meters high, more than 20 stories high, at the foot of the mountain is irregular rocky rocks, people will definitely die.

Polivier is a comrade that no one else wants to deal with except Gregor, neither Sweetmouth Raff nor Dunson, including the clever notepad, does not like to deal with him.

Sweet-mouthed Raff pays attention to 'elegant demeanor', Dunson pays attention to 'one-hit killing', and Sweet-mouthed Raff pays attention to 'fragmented art', such as problems that can be solved with one knife, he always likes to use seventeen or eight knives, and he can get stumps and flesh everywhere, and blood stains. But the more flesh and stumps he had, the more excited he became, and his eyes glowed green.

He was cruel not only to his enemies, but also to himself.

He was in high spirits and liked to play suicide games.

Every time before a drinking party, or before going to war, or before running errands, Gregor would say a word to him: no staring, no self-harm, no suicide. Three no, add another sentence, remember?

Polivier only needs to answer and remember, and the problem is solved. He would memorize Gregor's words and carry them out completely.

Gregor is a super-idol in Polivier's eyes.

There was a chilling glint in Polivier's eyes, and the right side of his cheek twitched from time to time, as if he was suffering from a slight spasm, and a neurotic temperament permeated him.

"Bolliver, what are you going to do?" said Dunson, his voice disapproving.

"I want to jump. Polivier said.

"Let's jump later!" Dunson smiled.

"I want to jump right now. Polivier stood on the edge of the cliff, the wind blowing his clothes, and he would fall off the cliff if he was not careful, "Dunson, why do I always want to jump off the cliff when I see it underneath?"

"After the things Master Gregor has explained, I will dance with you. Dunson whistled easily.

"Really?"

"When have I ever lied to you?" was a frivolous tone without any sincerity at all.

"Alright, let's get the job done with Lord Gregor. "Dunson stretched out a foot dangling in the air and shook outside the cliff, which he thought was fun.

On the ground under the watchtower, there were several young knights tied up, all of them dizzy and frightened.

The huge torch on the watchtower has been lit, and the fire oil is blazing, like a flaming greatsword reaching into the sky.

Encountering such a madman, these unstoppable teenagers have been all frightened.

One of the young knights in the center is Ado Chariot.

The rest of the boys are all nobles from the northern side of the West, bordering the Westerlings of Crag Rock. Much of the land in Crag Rock was sold and mortgaged to their families.

Ado's lips had been broken, all his front teeth had been knocked out, and the chest of his noble dress was stained with blood. His front teeth were knocked out one by one by one by Polivior, and whenever Adu wanted to howl, Polyvior's eyes shone with excitement, for he made a bet with a man who thought he existed, completely invisible in the air, and if Adu screamed, he would plunge the dagger he had prepared into Ado's eye.

Several front teeth were knocked out one by one, and Yadu didn't say a word the whole time, and carried it hard.

This was a great disappointment for Polivier.

Several of the young knights around Ado were all playmates with whom Ado ate and drank. They were caught here because they were having fun in the afternoon, and together they were egging on Addo to turn Jenny Westerling into a mistress tonight, and they were making a lot of conjectures.

It was a casual joke of the growing animals, and every teenager would get together to discuss something about some desirable person of the opposite sex, and the girls would gather together to chirp about the demeanor of a handsome jazz.

But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has a heart.

Grego's identity has changed, and many scheming nobles and nobles have consciously or unintentionally befriended him.

So, Gregor, who had become the quasi-son-in-law of the Duke of Tywin, heard the 'drunken proverbs' of these guys, and after learning in detail that several of them, except for Adu, were nobles of the northern border of the West, Rock City, Gregor went to tell Tywin about it.

Tywin's face didn't change, as if he hadn't heard at all. Gregor offered to speak to Ado and them about the matter, but Duke Tywin didn't say a word, just waved his hand.

So, in the evening, Polivier and Dunson invited Ado and his good brothers to come out under the watchtower on the top of the hill to say a few words and exchange their hearts.

Except for Yadu, the other teenagers all had blue noses and swollen faces.

They looked embarrassed, but they were all minor injuries.

Including Ado Chariot, although his lips were broken and his front teeth were knocked out, he was actually slightly injured.

It's just that their inner breakdown and fear of Gregor and his gang are worse than being slashed a few times.

They have been invited here by a god-killer and a madman to talk for half an hour.

"They're coming up. Dunson exclaimed softly.

Polivier immediately walked over from the edge of the cliff and hid on the other side of the watchtower.

He and Dunson peered out and saw a young man hurrying towards him with a black cloak on his back.

The black cloak is Polivier's.

"On my back, I won the bet. Polivier excitedly said to Dunson, "You lose me a golden dragon." ”

"How do you know that Miss Jenny must be loyal to Lord Gregor? ”

"I knew by the sight of her that she was a good person, and that she was the only nobleman who had no arrogance at all towards his subordinates and servants. Only she can be worthy of us, Mistress Gregor, and she and Mistress Gregor are both very good people. ”

Is Gregor a good guy?

The nobles laughed when they heard it.

But when Adu and the other nobles heard it, they didn't dare to laugh at all.

They were already convinced that this bald, black-bearded fellow was a real madman, and they couldn't imagine what terrible things he would do if he provoked him.

And Deng Sen, who is next to the madman, is a god of killing. Several of them once rushed up, but he effortlessly knocked them over, and then Polivier's sword pointed at the throat.

"Get out!" Dunson cut the rope from Ado's hand with a knife, and he only glanced at the corner of his eye, and the knife technique was accurate, "You said you were going to date Janie, do it now." ”