288 Envoy to the Iron Islands

A thick fog had fallen in the early morning, covering a certain part of the courtyard in the Red Fort, but although it obstructed the view, it did not prevent the passing servants from understanding what was going on in the courtyard.

The sound of metal clashing continued to come from the courtyard, and you didn't need to look closely to guess that it must be someone fighting with a sword in the courtyard.

Looking closely, there were two knights in metal armor competing in swordsmanship, one was wide and strong, and the other was holding a helmet like a dog's head, and the attack was rapid.

Back and forth, the two strong figures seemed evenly matched, but gradually, the Kobold's movements became more and more clumsy, and even the number of attacks became scarcer and rarer, and the defense situation continued to increase.

However, even though it seemed that the victory was decided, the Kobold did not give up resistance completely, but gritted his teeth and persevered in the stormy attack of the opponent - although his trembling body and stiff limbs made it difficult for him to hold on.

Tyrion, who had been watching from a distance for a while, was secretly surprised by this.

The kobold Knight Sandor was born in the West, others don't know what he can do, but Tyrion knows it very well, he is one of the top knights in the West, whether it is fighting on horses or fighting on horses, he is very powerful, otherwise he would not have been sent to protect Prince Joffrey.

However, in the duel with the ordinary-looking teenager, Tyrion only saw the top knight of the West barely gain the upper hand from the beginning, and then things got worse and worse.

Tyrion suffers from dwarfism and can't be a knight, but he still has vision, in his opinion, the young man who fought with the hounds can't compare with the hounds in terms of skills, but his physical strength is much better than the hounds, relatively speaking, in the past, Tyrion seemed to be a strong hound knight like a bear, but now he looks like a useless guy, and the battle doesn't last long and seems to be tired enough, and the action reaction is getting slower and slower.

"Why didn't I find this guy so useless before?" He muttered secretly, but his eyes looked at the figure of another onlooker in the depths of the courtyard.

From a distance, the figure was vague and ethereal behind the hazy white mist, but as Tyrion stepped forward on his short legs, the figure became clearer, revealing a heroic posture.

The short black hair is neat and shiny, slightly damp and watery under the morning mist, the figure is tall, the handsome facial features are three-dimensional like carvings, and the back hand stands quietly in the corner of the courtyard, without the slightest movement, an outstanding temperament is spontaneously born, which makes people instantly pay attention to it after seeing it.

But in general, this person is actually not too unique, that is, there is no solemnity like a priest, nor the pretense and mystery of a wizard, he is in the courtyard, except for his appearance and temperament, he is not beyond the scope of human beings.

When greeting, his tone and expression are also normal, smiling, and casual, no different from the attitude of ordinary people towards friends.

Tyrion breathed a sigh of relief.

He still attaches great importance to Lan Li, not to mention this current identity and influence, what happened when he was a child alone is enough for him to maintain full kindness towards Lan Li-

In the Western Realm, and even up and down in the Seven Kingdoms, there are many people who call him Tyrion a little devil or a deformed little demon monkey, but who is as serious as Lan Li once said that he takes a fancy to him?

He has remembered these words for nearly ten years, and he has not forgotten them now.

Therefore, Tyrion was actually quite concerned about Lan Li's matter, and after hearing some rumors, he ran directly over.

"No matter how savage Greyjoy is, he can't do anything to you, and we hold his two sons." After a brief greeting, Tyrion said straight to the point.

That's right, he came over this time to comfort Lan Li. His Majesty GainRobert ordered the Minister of Justice to send an envoy to the Iron Islands at the Royal Council yesterday to urge them to send troops into the war.

"I didn't think the sea monster would be bad for me."

Lan Li said with a smile: "He doesn't have the courage yet. ”

Thinking he was talking about the hostages and the Iron Throne's deterrent, Tyrion shrugged his shoulders, "It's unlikely that he'll get involved in this situation, and your mission won't be effective." ”

"I think so too, but since Your Majesty wants to, then I'll go for a trip." Lan Li replied.

……

At the beginning of the war, a group of pirates from outside the war always claimed that Lan Li was the son of the Drowning God, but no one cared about it at the time, but now it has to be taken seriously.

Although I don't know much about the gods, considering that Lan Li was kidnapped in the coastal area when he was a child, then the name of the son of the drowned god does not seem to be groundless, and at the same time, the pirates claim that the son of the drowned god is quite popular in the Iron Islands, so it is equivalent to saying that Lan Li may have a strong influence over there-

And since the beginning of the war, the Iron Islands have been on the sidelines.

So someone suggested that Lan Li should go there to "urge".

Robert, who had been worried about the war all day, was very impressed by the proposal, as did the others, so after consulting Lan Li, the mission was decided.

Lan Li had no reason to refuse, and although he noticed something unusual about this matter, he still wanted to go out.

At this point, the situation in King's Landing was very stable, and it was of no use for him to stay here.

And the Iron Islands can indeed be regarded as a fierce force, especially since the Iron Islands have a sea power that is seriously lacking in their own side. At the same time, as the royal family of Baratheon, and even as the real fuse of the war, Lan Li naturally hopes that this war can end as soon as possible.

As for whether there will be any turmoil in King's Landing after leaving, for example, the Prime Minister was poisoned like the last time he left, Lan Li thought to himself that no one would be so bold as to act rashly before he found out his true details.

Besides, he's not a babysitter, so it's unnecessary to stare at him motionless.

Everyone is an adult, no one will be so vulnerable, even if it is the former prime minister who was poisoned, if he didn't expect his wife to be a ghost, he would not have been tricked.

So this matter has basically been determined, Lan Li is about to send an envoy to the Iron Islands in the near future, but in the face of the short man in front of him, he didn't talk much about it, but changed his words.

"I heard you work at the mint?"

"The golden dragon of the mint can dazzle people, but unfortunately it can only be seen and not touched." Tyrion shrugged his shoulders and replied, "Originally, I came to King's Landing with the hope of joining the war, joining the city defense or navy, but unfortunately many people don't believe that a big-headed dwarf can have any war talents. ”

Lan Li smiled when he heard this.

If he were a local, it was unlikely that he would have looked down on the short, stubby dwarf in front of him, without whom most of the dwarfs in this world were synonymous with clowns and rigolettos, and there was no other way to survive than to amuse people.

Despite Tyrion's nimble mind, worldly prejudices are so ingrained that no one would be interested in paying attention to whether a dwarf is talented or not, let alone giving him a chance to prove himself.

"Before leaving, I will recommend you as a military advisor in front of Robert." Under Tyrion's stunned gaze, Lan Li said this.

He knew that the short man in front of him was very talented, so he naturally wouldn't let talents be treated coldly, and at the same time, there was a spiritual talent, and Lan Li could completely ignore the "camp" and reuse talents, without worrying about meeting people.

……

Aside from Tyrion, there was hardly anyone who came to him privately as a friend, and Lan Li didn't have much to pack, so the day after the conversation, he set off for the Iron Islands.

Lan Li didn't believe that there would be any chaos if he left King's Landing, so he was relieved to go. However, on the day he left, an undercurrent of ill will emerge in King's Landing.