Chapter 35: Declare Your Name
When he walked out of the forest again, the blood on the skull armor had largely disappeared.
Seeing the skeletal armor demon striding out, both Tyrion and Bronn couldn't help but feel a little tingling in their scalps.
Although the blood on his body had been washed away, the strong smell of blood still lingered.
"Congratulations on your triumphant return, Lord Kazan......"
Tyrion respectfully owes the debt.
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Hearing this title, Lin Yi frowned, and regretted even more that he had slapped his head and pretended to be forced before.
"My lord, those deserters ......"
Tyrion spoke cautiously.
"Don't worry about them...... Lin Yi waved his hand, "Just let them proclaim my name......
As he spoke, the heavy skeletal armor on Lin Yi's body disappeared again one by one.
Hearing this, Tyrion's eyes lit up, and he couldn't be shocked by the disappearing armor, and hurriedly spoke.
"Lord Kazan, we can also proclaim your name, the Lannisters are one of the most powerful families in the world, if you are willing to shelter the Lanni ......"
Lin Yi's cold eyes glanced at Tyrion, and just one sentence made Tyrion dare not say any more.
"Offering all the sinful souls of your family, I can think about it."
Ha! Then the whole Lannister is probably going to be finished......
Tyrion laughed at himself.
"But we too can be your faithful believers and spread your name to the world!"
Tyrion pointed at himself and Boron, his heart pounding, he had never been so bold as he was today.
Tyrion didn't have the slightest psychological burden on this.
He may be worried about the church's obstruction, but he never thinks that the Seven Gods will have any opinion on this.
Growing up, Tyrion had never seen the Seven Gods and the Old Gods miraculously come to earth, nor had he seen them answer the prayers of believers.
Tyrion had no fear for the gods.
Of course, after seeing Lin Yi, Tyrion's awe of the gods in his heart surfaced a little, but compared to the seven gods who had no miracles and oracles at all, he believed more in the killing god in front of him who slaughtered three hundred troops by himself!
And for the reason that Lin Yi said before, Tyrion also had doubts in his heart.
Is the soul of Amoriel Lodge really sinful enough to deserve the help of a ghost himself?
Lin Yi was a little surprised when he heard this, he thought about it and looked at Tyrion lightly.
"Tyrion Lannister, don't think about getting anything good from me, the name of Kazan goes only chaos and destruction, I don't need believers, and I won't answer the prayers of believers......"
"Of course!"
Tyrion stroked his chest, a smile on his ugly face, not discouraged at all.
"Even so, would you like to?"
Lin Yi asked.
"I do!"
Tyrion nodded solemnly.
Lin Yi glanced at him, and pulled out the casually selected stainless steel sword at his waist with his right hand.
In an instant, countless sword lights appeared in front of Tyrion's eyes, dusty and stone chips flying.
In the next second, Lin Yi put his sword into the sheath, put on a black robe, and then turned over and got on his horse.
"My name does not need to be propagated, let alone prayed."
The figure of the black-robed knight on horseback faded away, and Tyrion and Bronn drew their gaze from afar.
On the ground, sword marks were intertwined into a big word.
βKaranβ
Tyrion's eyes lit up at the sight of the name.
Is this the honorific name of Lord Kazan?
But in the next second, Tyrion frowned slightly.
For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.
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Of course there are problems, and they are huge.
On horseback, Lin Yi sighed slightly in his heart.
He removed the h from the honorific name he gave to Tyrion and replaced it with Kazan, which sounded very similar.
But honorific names are a very rigorous thing, and even if there is only one letter difference, it is likely to point to a completely different result.
Before seeing the name, Kazan was a vague and chaotic concept in Tyrion and Bron's minds.
But when he saw the name, the Kazan in his mind became a concrete Kazan.
Although the former is chaotic, it still points to the ghost god sealed in Lin Yi's arm, and the latter, even if it is only one letter away, points from the ghost god to Lin Yi.
Lin Yi is naturally much safer than the ghosts, he is just a ghost swordsman with the power of ghosts and gods, and in a few months, he may become a sword soul who has given up the power of ghosts and gods.
This is also the best way he can think of the aftermath.
Of course, the best thing to do is to kill Tyrion and Bronn.
After all, these two people have been affected by Kazan's honorific name, and even if there is a remedy, it is always a hidden danger.
But Lin Yi didn't want to attack them for the time being.
Part of the reason is that in the final analysis, this matter is his fault, and whether to let others pay for his mistakes is a very difficult choice for Lin Yi.
In addition, Tyrion's identity and head are somewhat useful in keeping this world, and Bronn has an obligation to protect him back in King's Landing.
That civet-like mercenary was very smart, and he seemed to be keenly aware of Lin Yi's killing intent, so he always had a respectful attitude and didn't say a word.
This made Lin Yi's already hesitant killing intent dissipate a little again.
After killing Bronn, it was difficult for Tyrion to make it back to King's Landing alive.
And this gratuitous gesture might have something in Tyrion's mind.
At least not yet......
But the future may not be clear!
Lin Yi thought so.
He also had to rush north of the Wall, so it was difficult to get back to the south.
Surveillance, and even the task of killing Tyrion and Bronn, leave it to his little disciple Arya......
Thinking of this, Lin Yi's originally somewhat blocked mood became transparent again.
Then it's decided!
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The sky was getting dark, and the turquoise lake looked like a large piece of glittering aluminum foil in the setting sun.
There was silence all around, except for the occasional crow of a few crows, and it was quiet like a war-torn riverland.
On the road outside the manor, the sound of horses' hooves gradually sounded.
Taber, who was napping against the earthen wall of the manor, suddenly woke up and hurriedly took a bow and arrow and a dagger to sneak out.
Seeing the black-robed knight with the mask, Tabber breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, it's him."
But out of vigilance, Taber still picked up the horn on his waist and blew it vigorously.
The crowd that was waiting for the meal to be served in the town tavern suddenly stood up and took up their weapons.
"What's wrong! What's wrong! Someone shouted.
"Calm down!"
Yoren stepped out of the back kitchen, the scabbard in his hand slamming the counter.
"Everyone, take up arms and follow me up to the wall!"
Everyone echoed and walked out of the tavern.
Arya also wanted to go out with her, but was pulled by Yulun.
He bent down and whispered in Arya's ear.
"If things don't go right, take your little ones to the barn in the northwest corner, where Koth has found a secret passage, just under the straw pile pressed down by the wagon......
"No, Yuren......"
Arya's brow furrowed.
"Go and tell Gendry about that, I don't need it!"
Yu Lun pursed his lips and said casually: "This is your teacher's original words, it's up to you whether you listen to it or not, I don't care!" β
Of course, Lin Yi didn't say this, but Arya had to fall into contradictions and entanglements because of this.
Seeing this, Yu Lun was secretly happy in his heart, and then strode out with his sword.
But before he could go out, he saw that those who had rushed out first had actually walked back.
"What's going on?" Yuren frowned.
Arya looked up as well, only to see Koth smile and whisper a few words.
Hearing Koss's words, the seriousness on Yoren's face disappeared, and he turned his head and laughed, waving at everyone.
"The alert has been removed, it's all right!"
"What the hell is going on?"
Arya asked hurriedly.
Yu Lun looked at her and smiled, his tone relaxed.
"Your teacher is back."