41. Talk

Anyone who knows Tyrion's Lannister character knows that this is a way to protect these humble women. But no one dared to chew his tongue, and his methods of torturing people were no less than those of an executioner in prison.

But that's not the most important thing.

After Littlefinger fell to the ground in the ditch, the dim and foul-smelling environment made him squint his eyes, as a former former Chancellor of the Exchequer, he can be said to be very disgusted with such a place, but in order to save his life, yes, in order to save his life... Covering his mouth and nose, he took out a torch stained with animal fat from the wooden box he had prepared, and lit it to bring a little light to the dark environment.

It was a cold voice in the darkness.

"Now the whole city is looking for you, my lord. The Tully army has been defeated, where are you going? ”

Littlefinger took a sharp step forward, illuminating the man in the shadows, who was dressed in black linen, with a bright white dagger hanging from his waist, and a terrible scar on his face, if I had to describe it, a murderer comparable to the Magic Mountain.

"Don't scare me anymore, old fellow." Littlefinger took two steps back in annoyance, handed the torch in his hand to the man called the old fellow, and asked, "How many more do we have?" ”

The old man threw a linen garment of the same black to Littlefinger, and opened several wooden boxes beside him, all of which were full of gold coins, one of which was a variety of precious stones..... The obsidian that Li Kuan needed lay quietly inside.

"Everything you need is here, except for these jewels, our people are ready to retreat, and we will definitely be able to send you back to the territory safely."

No matter how hateful a person is, there are people who have a heart for themselves, don't they? Apparently the old fellow and his men are loyal to Littlefinger and want to send him back to their territory under the watchful eye of the gods! How crazy is this... How arrogant······

"Nope! The old guy, if he had followed the original plan, might have gone out alone. Littlefinger shook his head and pointed to the chest full of gems and said, "Arrange for our men to gather this box of gems and all the obsidian and send them all to the temple of King's Landing." ”

"What?" The old fellow was a little surprised at his idea, send this box of gems to the temple of King's Landing, and then be able to drop him? Isn't it too naïve!

Littlefinger took a sip, he knew everything about the old guy's thoughts, but he had his reasons, not to mention that the major families of King's Landing were eager to catch themselves, but there was a god watching silently outside King's Landing, and if he wanted to escape from here with the power of mortals, it was impossible to work part-time.

So he needed a strategy, and it was a good idea to strike at each other, as the soldiers returning from Winterfell had said that the god's body was made entirely of shiny obsidian.

So he boldly guessed that obsidian had a different meaning to the gods. So after getting the news, he collected all the obsidian in King's Landing, along with some gems and rumored stones, just in case. This is the treasure he is going to please Li Kuan.

But people are not as good as heaven, and before they could get close to Ned Stark, the king died in the conspiracy of the Lannisters, and Ned Stark, as the hand of the king, rejected his proposal and forced himself to stand on the opposite side.

It's all this damn providence·····

Fortunately, this little thing can still play some role, at least there is a good chance that you can escape from this turmoil.

Although the old guy was surprised by Littlefinger's arrangement, he still did it seriously. Leaving the torch for Littlefinger and finding something to eat, he hurried out of the underground ditch.

After waiting for the old guy to leave, Littlefinger began to remove all the gold coin chests except for the gems, and by the way, he touched the surrounding terrain and hid.

Although he knew that the old guy would not betray him, others did not, after all, the opportunity to ask a god for merit was that those big families were very greedy, let alone these people at the bottom.

It was also Littlefinger's caution that saved his life once again.

After the old guy came back with someone, there was a big argument when he saw a chest full of gems. Although the old guy put down the rebellion in the end, it also strengthened Littlefinger's defense.

Not long after they were gone, the men with the old fellow brought with them the Lannister guards. The little finger hiding in the darkness can be seen clearly. The sparkling spear and conspicuous trench coat were standard equipment.

Hold your breath, minimize the sound you make, and even lie on the ground as a last resort, letting filth stain your whole body.

After the Lannister guards were gone, Littlefinger got up from the ground, vomited violently, and then walked tremblingly out of the underground ditch in the direction of the sea.

After stepping out of the passage and cleaning up the filth from the water's edge, Littlefinger sat down on the beach, letting the sea breeze blow his body, he needed to rest for a while before battling the guards.

However······

"A bowl of ginger soup?" A voice suddenly rang out from behind him, "It's easy to catch a cold after taking a shower and letting the wind and rain blow, and in your current situation, it's easy to get caught by those guys." ”

Who is it! Can you appear behind you so quietly, and there is a fire? A thin layer of cold sweat rose from Little Finger's forehead.

"Sweating is more likely to make you catch a cold, are you sure you really don't come for a bowl of hot soup? I can promise I won't do anything to you right now. ”

Littlefinger listened to the sound, swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and slowly turned around. The next moment, his hairs stood on end, and his heart beat violently unconsciously~!

Is that! The body made of black and shiny obsidian, the gorgeous clothes worn on his body, exuding a mysterious aura all over his body, it was a mysterious and holy thing.

"Holy Light!····· His Majesty ·······"

Li Kuan stirred the thick soup on the fire and nodded, the thick soup had the aroma of fish and ginger, but Little Finger didn't dare to have any ideas.

"Sit here and talk to me. I said I wouldn't do anything to you for the time being. Li Kuan patted the sand pile next to him and said.

Littlefinger swallowed a few more mouthfuls of saliva and moved his steps to walk over.