The nerves of the fleeing men were tense, and Jaime immediately stopped, then buried himself in the shadows on both sides of the sewers, ignoring the dirt on the walls, and took advantage of the situation to block Tyrion behind him.

Jaime had already heard a whispered conversation like gnats and ants in front of him, but he wondered how Tyrion could have discovered before he could have realized that his brother was not skilled in combat.

As if sensing James's doubts, Tyrion reached forward and pointed, and Jaime saw the situation ahead clearly, and by the way, understood his own problem.

In the middle of the sewer not far away, there were pools of solids piled together, leaning against the wall, showing an inverted triangle, like garbage being dumped at random, some sticky, some flowery, but more white, if you look closely, you will find that these are some white bones with minced flesh still hanging on them.

These are......

Before Jaime could put his brow down, the light in front of him suddenly darkened, and then some flesh and bone garbage mixed with mashed meat and internal organs were thrown in.

A sleek skull unsettled, dripping down the mountain of rubbish and flesh, bouncing up the edge of the sewer and finally falling into the water, slowly floating down Jaime's legs.

It's human bones!

It was a mountain of sewer filth and garbage made of human bones and internal organs, presumably a slaughterhouse sewer behind the slum and commercial districts of King's Landing, and such things would have been thrown down.

There are human bones, and there are also animal bones. Ever since King's Landing was overrun by this horde of bloody creatures, it has slaughtered a large number of living creatures, both human and animal, every day. Those in the werewolf state are not picky eaters, as long as there is flesh and blood, whether raw or cooked, it is enough.

However, this was not good news for the two of them, as the sewer in front of them was open to one side, that is, the roof diagonally above had a staircase leading to the bottom, which was the place where the garbage was disposed of in King's Landing, if the two of them walked through it. There is even a chance that it will be spotted by werewolves outside.

Judging from the fact that the flesh and bones were thrown in just now, it is obvious that there are werewolves in the vicinity.

Tyrion had always led the way, so now it was only natural that Jaime had his eyes on him. He didn't think it was Tyrion who was leading the way, but Jaime didn't have a good idea of what to do at this point.

Sure enough, Tyrion shook his head. Nodding again. Shaking his head means that this is the right way, and nodding his head means telling Jaime that the two of them can only get out of here.

"Keep going." Tyrion lowered his voice and said, "This is the only way out of the city, and through here it leads straight to the vicinity of the Royal Sea outside King's Landing." ”

A shadow suddenly shook from the light in front of him. Seemingly confused, Tyrion immediately stopped talking. Quietly waiting for the shadow to leave, the two of them let out a cold sweat.

Werewolves' sense of hearing is very keen, and so is their sense of smell, and the two of them are not very worried, after all, they are walking all the way down the sewer and in the slaughterhouse of human flesh, and those werewolves may not be able to find it, but if they want to pass through here, they will face a problem that is more serious than their sense of smell, that is, vision.

If it happens that when the two of them are passing by, there is a werewolf passing by the sewage outlet in this city, then unless it is blind, it will definitely see the two of them, at that time...... I'm afraid I won't be able to run.

Jaime obviously knew this too, and he didn't move, but asked Tyrion with his eyes if he had paid any better attention, but Tyrion shook his head, "There are three outfalls in the city, this is the one near King's Landing, it's the same everywhere, you have to go through here before you can get out." ”

"I've seen the history of King's Landing in the Bachelor's Tower, in the early days of construction, the craftsmen of the Targaryen Dynasty used the seawater as a circulation, and every day someone would regularly introduce the seawater, and then circulate the entire Sewers of King's Landing, washing out the filth, here is an arc, going backwards, is the entrance to the sea, even if it can be opened, we can't get out, we can only go forward, from the place where the sea went out."

"So...... Take your pick. Tyrion sighed under his breath.

"It's still a choice." Jaime showed the same smile as he had when he landed as the First Swordsman, and said disdainfully, "It's all here, what else is there to hesitate about." ”

After deciding, all the two had to do was to take advantage of the fact that outsiders were leaving here to pass through the sewage outlet.

King's Landing's sewer facilities, although they sound quite lofty, are not a particularly industrially developed world, and their actual function is very simple, nothing more than to be used to discharge sewage.

There are no door-to-door running water facilities, and the source of drinking water is the dozens of wells in the city, and the sewers are connected to three public outfalls.

A large amount of garbage was dumped here, and then washed out in a unified manner, and there was one part of King's Landing, which was used by nobles and kings, and the rest was in the slums and ordinary people's residential areas.

Because it is a public use, it does not exist like a well, but has an oblique angle, as if a huge hole has been cut in the wall, and because of the passage of seawater, the sewer behind the wall must be far below the land level of King's Landing.

So although there are stairs to walk down and you can see the inside from the outside, there is a height difference after all, and if you are careful, you can completely avoid it.

Taking advantage of the bright light outside, the two began to move forward slowly, and it was only then that Jaime realized that his heart was pounding.

It's like a gamble, when the two of them pass by, then everything is naturally safe, and if there happens to be a werewolf passing by outside, then the lives of the two are estimated to stop there, and Jaime can guess a little about the reason why Varys has been hiding the two of them.

Finally, carefully stepping on the clattering bones, when the two of them climbed the hill formed by the white bones and flesh, the situation outside finally appeared in front of their eyes through the slightest light.

The god of fate favored them, in a city filled with blood and carnage. Finally on the heads of these two struggling humans.

There were no werewolves, no butchers, and several stout wooden piers that appeared to be used for cutting meat were lined up in front of the outfall. Tyrion stood on the hillside of the bones and gained a lot of height, but when he looked up, he could only see rows of backlit shadows.

The long deboned and chopped kitchen knife was stuck diagonally into the wooden pier, and a man's arm and deer's leg hung limply beside it, and Tyrion finally breathed a sigh of relief, urging Jaime to get out of here.

But at this time, there was a sudden little screaming outside. Hearing what seemed familiar, Tyrion's body tensed up at once.

"Let go of me! Help me! Help me! ”

Jaime immediately noticed Tyrion's strangeness, the qualities of a warrior. He is always very cautious about his surroundings, he doesn't know what to post, but he also knows that it is not appropriate to stay for a long time at this time, "Hurry up!" Let's go! He whispered to Tyrion.

"I ......," Tyrion opened his mouth. looked at him and looked outside. It seemed a little overwhelmed, and his usual dexterous head went blank, he knew who was out there, and he knew that he had to leave now, but he ...... Still want to take a look.

But no matter how hard Tyrion cut off, time still passed normally, and the sound came quickly, from far to near, in front of the outfall.

It's a woman. Naked, covered in dirt. But even so, she could still see the once fair and beautiful skin under the dirty mud, just like the word in her name, the color of snow, Shay.

She was pinched by an extraordinarily thick arm, half-lifted in the air, Shae's face flushed, she was suffocated, her legs struggled and kicked in mid-air, but the arm that seemed to catch up with her waist did not move.

Jaime also saw her, although he didn't remember her name, he could still vaguely remember that she had appeared in court to convict Tyrion as a witness, and James also knew a little about the between the two, and when it wasn't for a woman, he pulled Tyrion a little anxiously, "Let's go!" But unexpectedly, he didn't even pull Tyrion's small body.

Since Yi Huan helped Tyrion win the tournament trial, then he was naturally acquitted in the end, although Cersei and Wentai still didn't want to see him, but Tyrion still had influence in King's Landing, at least there was no pressure to deal with a **.

Shae has been hidden by Tyrion since the tournament trial, and she has been imprisoned in a very secluded side bunker room in King's Landing, more secluded than Jaime and Cersei**, whether it is love or hate, anyway, Tyrion doesn't want anyone else to get Shae, he locks her up and belongs only to him.

Because of this, Shae escaped the initial massacre of King's Landing, even if Cersei was torn to pieces and entered the stomachs of those angry werewolves, she was not found, but she still did not escape in the end, King's Landing is such a big place, and the werewolf's sense of smell is very keen, where can she run, not to mention that she is also locked by Tyrion, and she can't run if she wants to.

The werewolf found her, and I don't know how she got over all this time, but I'm afraid it's time for her to turn into food.

Shae was poured the row of wooden stakes in front of the sewage outlet, her face was under the sewage outlet, she let out a painful **, obviously this time she was not lightly fallen, the owner of that arm pulled out the bone chopping knife inserted in the other wooden pier, and then shook it in his hand.

Shae, apparently aware of her fate, began to struggle, and the owner of the hand seemed to be impatient, and stabbed Shae twice in the back with a boning knife, which turned her struggle into a wail, and she raised her beautiful neck high like a swan with a slain neck.

But suddenly, she saw a pair of eyes.

A pair of eyes hiding in the shadows, a pair full of deep and gloomy eyes, which she was familiar with, eyes that were once full of love, then hate, and then into a very complicated feeling, a feeling that Shae did not understand and did not understand.

But at this time, the eyes were a sign of hope, and she recognized who it was, Tyrion.

People will grasp the last straw of unfounded and hopeless hope in despair, Shae didn't think about why Tyrion was here at this time, why Tyrion was hiding, the pain on her body and the gushing blood were constantly prompting her to stimulate the potential for escape, not to mention, when she was at her most dangerous, Tyrion appeared here, what did it represent.

"Save me......! Save...... I ......" She opened her mouth like a dried fish, blood flowed down the corners of her mouth, and her voice was gradually lowered, but there was still a glimmer of hope.

Ever since he met her eyes, Tyrion knew that Shae had discovered him, but he also knew that he couldn't save her, she couldn't survive, she just ......

"Let's go! Let's go! Jaime became agitated, and he reached out his arm of magical metal, then grabbed Tyrion's neck and shoulders, ready to drag him off it.

At this time, Shae seemed to notice that the owner of those eyes was leaving, and a trace of confusion flashed in her eyes, and a hint of regret or relief flashed inexplicably, but in the end, it turned into resentment.

"Tyrion! It's Tyrion! She screamed hoarsely, and even her voice was a little out of voice in the scream, "Below, there's ...... below"

Boom!

With a thud, the sharp bone chopping knife fell heavily, cutting between her slender neck and collarbone, blood flowing down like a waterfall, and Shelle's head was lifted high by her long hair, and there was a trace of unfinished words in her mouth.

"What did she shout before she died, what's down there?" Someone next to him muttered softly, and the owner of the bone chopping knife seemed to be puzzled, and took a step forward, as if he was going to go down the stairs to have a look.

Tyrion suddenly felt a thrill, he looked at Shae's wide-eyed head, and seemed to wake up instantly, struggling, he wanted to get off Jaime's hand and speed up the departure of the two.

It's just that the more he struggles in this panic, the more chaotic it becomes, and Jaime is unsteady on his feet by Tyrion, rolling down the hill of flesh and bones, and the sound of clicking and clattering bones startles up, and a foot has already stepped on the stairs.

Tyrion's eyes widened in the blood and flesh, and Jaime's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and they both knew that as long as the people outside saw him, there was absolutely no chance of survival, killing him on the spot, and he didn't even have to take two more steps to throw the body, this was the slaughterhouse.

Really...... This is...... Retribution, Tyrion closed his eyes slightly, not looking at Shay's dead head.

But just as the foot was about to descend into the stairs, a hand suddenly reached down from it, blocking the front of the owner's chest, "Eh, I want this meat to use for magic, do you mind if I take it." ”

It was a strange man's voice, with a strange rap tone, different from any of the realms Tyrion had come into contact with, but somewhat similar to the accent of the wizard's wife. (To be continued......)