In simple terms, a competition trial is the use of force to decide right and wrong. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoThe two sides who have a conflict will end up in person or use an agent to engage in a never-ending duel. The weapons to be used by both sides must be decided and displayed before the contest, and the contest must be conducted in public and in full view of the witnesses of both sides. The results of the jousting trials are always considered to be watched and proven by the gods, and are even more just than the court trials and the lord's rulings.

It wasn't the first time the little devil had tried to prove his innocence by a joust trial - he had played like this when he was in Eagle's Nest - but it was the one he had the most confidence in. On the one hand, it was because he knew that he was indeed innocent, and on the other hand, he had seen Zhao Mai's force.

"I don't think there is anyone in this world who can defeat you in the gladiatorial arena. Tyrion straightened his napkin and raised his wooden knife and fork, carefully slicing through the chop in front of him. In front of him, a seven-course feast was set on the table, and three different flavors of red wine were ready to be served. Tyrion has tackled the first two and is on the offensive for one of the two main courses, the honey-glazed lamb chops.

"There should be no rival among the human race, but God knows what kind of enemy will jump out. I fought a battle with a ghostly queen on the north side of the Great Wall. Maybe there are some secrets and wonders in this world that you and I don't know. ”

"Secret and magical, you are the biggest one. Mike, did you melt the icy Wraith-Empress with your fiery spear?" Tyrion winkled as lamb swirled around his cheeks.

"You know, I wanted to try that too. The strange ghost was cold, but it was beautiful enough, and she invited me to come. It's just that I still used a more secure method, the same method to deal with the enemy: cut it, cut it, chop it, and don't give her a chance to resurrect at all. ”

"Wow, you're not a knight. ”

"I wasn't. Zhao Mai shook his head: "If I am a knight, I should let the beautiful lady bask in the sun and rest on the beach, instead of instructing her to give you this meal everywhere." Don't you have confidence in my combat prowess. You're free after the duel, why do you have to prepare any decapitation meal?"

"Form matters. Tyrion said, "My father wanted me dead, even though he knew I wasn't the murderer. You know, if I'm dead, or threatened with death, I can make my handsome brother change his mind, take off his cloak of the Imperial Guard, which means he can't marry, and go back to his family domain to marry and have children—I mean real wives, not his twin sisters. This kind of thing is very important to my father, he values the inheritance, the form, the procedure, so this is the only thing that can hurt him. ”

"You can hire me to kill him, with a hand. ”

Tyrion's small eyes narrowed, and he looked at Zhao Mai carefully. "Mike, I think you're testing me. I've thought about this a lot of times and hired someone to kill him. But there have been two things that have kept me from making this decision: first, I am afraid that I cannot afford to kill my father, and second, if I succeed myself, I will hurt him more than his failure, and more than his death. But it doesn't hurt to hear: how are you going to charge for killing. ”

"A man like me, who has no discipline, will slaughter you and then go to your father to negotiate and see his bid, and then use his offer to force you. Well, in the end you won't have anything left but sell it to me entirely. That's what the devil does. ”

"Your idea is good, but it's not good, because it won't work. Tyrion finished off the lamb chops and began to work on the creamy fennel nuggets. "Mike, you're not a bad guy, you don't pretend to be like anything at all. I know a few devils, and the devil is not double-faced. ”

"It doesn't matter. I don't need a devil, I just need a little devil. Zhao Mai said: "Oh, by the way, do you think it's better for me to kill the opponent as soon as I come up, or take it slowly and do it in a dramatic way." ”

"Be sure to wait until the start of the tournament is officially announced, that's when everyone is looking forward to it the most and it's the most dramatic. But don't let it become a tragedy. I'm eating decapitation, but not really for it!"

"Well, I like your pragmatism. Zhao Mai stretched out his hand, "Officially acquaintance, my name is Zhao Mai." ”

"Fuck, I knew you were testing me. You know my name, I don't bluff people with fake names all day. Tyrion shook hands with Zhao Mai, then picked up the knife and fork again to eat. He asked as he chewed, "I've always wondered, how big is your territory, what kind of enemies do you face, and you still need to use a fake name?"

"The realm that I really have complete control over is just over a thousand meters, and within a thousand meters you can simply understand that I am a god, at least I can do most of the bluffing tricks. Zhao Mai said: "But the territory I want to hand over to you to manage is very large. The whole of Westeros can't be compared. ”

"Then I've got something to do. I suddenly felt that I had promised too much. Excuse me, I'm paid, right? I didn't promise you free work, and at the same time I have to find a way to solve the problem of food and drink on my own!"

"It's too late to say this, you've already agreed. Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and then said, "But you're lucky, you don't eat much, so I don't care how much you eat at all." As for your other needs......"

Footsteps came from outside the cell, and it was Sir Adam of the Red Keep, a man of wisdom and knowledge. Under Zhao Mai's gold coin offensive, he did provide a lot of convenience. "It's time, it's time to head to the tournament. ”

"Wait!" Tyrion quickly gulped down the wine from his glass and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "How about my image, is it suitable to attend the martial arts competition?"

"I don't mind. Zhao Mai shrugged his shoulders and pursed his lips.

"What does it mean to don't mind? It's important. Tyrion stepped out of the dungeon with two short legs of varying lengths, straightened his spine, and walked out of the dungeon with a blazing gaze. He climbed the steps one step at a time, pausing for a moment in front of the sun-filled exit, allowing his eyes to adjust to the brightness outside. "They were all outside waiting to see my jokes, so I didn't want to go out with my hands over my eyes, like I was a mouse that couldn't walk in the sun. ”

"You're thinking too much. You should only care about what you care about and what the people who care about you think. ”

"I only care about myself, no one cares about me. Tyrion said. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Mai: "But it's not bad, at least after I study hard, someone will appreciate it." ”

"Do you believe that if I were as short and ugly as you, my accomplishments would be higher than you are now?"

"I believe it!" Tyrion laughed and stepped over the threshold.

"Wait! I said it wrong just now, can I take it back?" Zhao Mai chased straight out.