With Eddard Stark's more than a decade of leading by example, the North's respect and friendliness towards the Blackshirts has become a trend, but with the former to make comparisons, the second half of the journey can be a bit bleak.

The farther south you go, the warmer the climate gets, but the attitude of the people you meet gets colder and colder. As we passed through the Gulf of Kalin approaching the Neck, the faces of the inhabitants and minor lords of the villages passing through them were already cold and perfunctory, and when they left the Greywater and entered the Riverlands, no one paid any attention to the black clothes of Egger and Yoron, and further south, they even began to develop in the direction of contempt and contempt, which was a world of difference from the respect and enthusiasm of the people of the North.

But this did not affect the mood of the two night watchmen too much - they are both mature adults, Yuren has long been accustomed to the attitude of people everywhere all year round, and Iger has been mentally prepared: if he can be respected and treated favorably by the nobles and commoners of the Seven Kingdoms by wearing a layer of black, then how can the north still need to catch strong men everywhere to replenish the Great Wall? One of his long-term goals was to find a way to shed his black clothes, and if there were no people around him who reminded him of the nature of his identity as a night watchman, what incentive did he have to move forward?

The only thing that bothered him a little was that the task of "improving the image of the night watchman" was probably more difficult than expected.

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No matter how long the road is, there is an end, and after nearly a month of accompanying the Lannisters all the way to eat, drink and travel, the destination is finally in sight, and Egger's inner worry is completely gone: although it was determined when he saw Catelyn Tully not leaving Winterfell, it was not until the results actually came out that everything in Winterfell was really over - although there were some twists and turns, he managed to change the plot.

With no accidents, and no "underworld being" concocted a replacement for Catelyn Tully to stop the crowd, Tyrion returned to King's Landing.

This incident can only be regarded as a plot change in itself, but it has more significance for Iger - he confirms one thing with this: in this world where the story of ice and fire takes place, the major events in the original plot can be changed through human intervention, as long as you dare to do it, anything is possible!

King's Landing, located on the east coast of the continent, overlooks Blackwater Bay, is the landing place of Aegon the Conqueror, home to the Red Keep and the Iron Throne, the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, and the largest city and political, economic, and cultural center of Westeros. Now, a time-traveler is here who is about to turn the future upside down!

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The whole road was swept away, and Egger was as excited as if he had been beaten with blood, and if it were not for his sanity and reserved pressure, he would have galloped on the King's Road at once.

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A few miles away from the city walls, human dwellings such as huts and tents began to appear on both sides of the road, and with it, a smell of non-existence.

"Ha, the taste of King's Landing is nostalgic. Tyrion rode his horse and said leisurely, "I've been breathing fresh air for a few months, and I'm not used to coming back." ”

Iger had heard of the stench of the city before he crossed it, but he never expected to be able to smell it from so far away, and even outside the city walls, God knows what it would be like to enter? The Great Wall was cold and dangerous, but the air was very fresh...... In such a cold place, even if there is any smell, it will be frozen directly on the ground.

"The dignified capital of the Seven Kingdoms, how can it stink so much. Is it that no one has unblocked the sewers, or has no one cleaned the garbage?"

"All of them, but there are far from enough manpower, first of all, to ensure the cleanliness of the aristocratic quarters, then the rich quarters, and as for the commoners, they can only make do. Tsk, there are 500,000 people living inside the city walls, how much feces, urine and garbage are produced every day?" Tyrion pouted, "What, Mr. Adventurer, what do you think?"

"I see so many poor people living outside the city wall who can't even eat, give them a good meal, give them a few copper plates, they will be happy to do some cleaning work." ”

"Simple and crude method, but the question is, who will pay for it. "Our good king owes the Iron Vault and my father a debt, and shows no signs of being able to pay it back." ”

"The place where he lives stinks, how can he bear it?"

"I'm sorry, but the Red Fort is on the high hill of Aegon, and the terrain is high and windy, and the smell of and urine is blown away, so the dignitaries and nobles who live in it don't worry about the smell. ”

"Okay. ”

Iger really had nothing to say this time, and even if he came from modern times, he had no idea how to solve the problem of such rulers themselves not seeking to improve.

Not to mention - he still has a bunch of things to do, so how can he care if King's Landing stinks or not?

As they spoke, several men approached the gate northwest of King's Landing, which was crowded with pedestrians, horses, and vehicles—some entering and some leaving. Among them were knights and free riders, bards with harps and drums, carriages laden with hops, corn and barrels of honey, merchants, artisans and prostitutes, and dozens of gold-robed soldiers of the capital garrison scrambling to maintain order.

"The Prime Minister's joust. Yoren sneered and said, he was born in the North and knew Duke Stark's temper better than most people in Westeros: "The Prime Minister must hate this tournament to death." ”

"The jousting tournament itself is a good thing, and it's the kind of event that makes the kingdom prosperous. The aristocracy can take advantage of this to make a big show for glory, and the common people can also join in the fun, forget the hardships of life for a while, and take the opportunity to make a little money by doing business. Tyrion lowered his voice, but didn't hide the sarcasm in his tone, "The only problem is that our good king is held too often. One for the holidays, one for the prince's name day, one for the new prime minister to take office, and one for a good mood...... There was no registration fee or entrance fee for the tournament, and the participants and spectators were happy, but the organizers were in debt. It's just that he's borrowing money in the name of the Iron Throne and not personally, tsk. I don't know if I should say he's smart or ......"

As they discussed the tournament that had just ended, they rode through the streets and approached the heart of King's Landing.

The smell is heavier than the outside, but people's adaptability is so strong, but in a few minutes, a few people can already tolerate the smell - it's not that the nose can't smell it, but the brain can ignore the smell and think otherwise.

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"I've had enough of my ass for the past two months, let's find a place to settle down and think about the rest of the matter. Tyrion said, "I know of an inn on the slopes of the Rhaenys Hills, which is higher than most of King's Landing, and smells much lighter, and you'll like it." ”

"Don't you live in the Red Castle?" Egger was a little strange, the other party was the queen's own brother, even if he had a normal relationship with his sister, he was eligible to enter the royal family's family fort...... Or at least live in the aristocratic quarter at the foot of the Red Keep.

"Red Fort is too far from my favorite brothel. The gnome gave the answer, "And, being around a whole bunch of careerists, conspirators, and fools, it also makes me sick." ”

"My lord, this journey has cost you a lot, let us solve the accommodation matters by ourselves. "Yuren didn't know about the debates and deals between Tyrion and the higher-ups of the Night's Watch, and he really thought that Egger had been sent to King's Landing to collect supplies, and that he had used other people's money along the way, which already made him a little uneasy.

"Seven gods, do you have compassion for me, a diminutive dwarf, when do I want to talk to my two night watchman friends, and have to hum and ride through most of the city to find you?" said Tyrion pretending to be angry, "stop arguing, come with me." ”

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[After complaining about the signing mechanism at the starting point, you either laughed at it, or comforted the author, why did someone start to scold the author and eunuch urgent......ly?