"You're going to fight Samwell Caesar tomorrow?"

Stafford looked at his son in amazement.

"Yes, father." Davon said angrily, "That kid is disrespectful to us Lannisters, of course I have to teach him a lesson!" ”

"I think you're trying to win Miss Daismera's favor, right?" Stafford debunks his son's purpose.

Davon also said dryly: "That's right. ”

Stave Ford sighed, shook his head, and said:

"I was about to tell you this. We have been on Qingting Island for so many days, but Earl Packer has refused to give a positive answer. I can already see that he just doesn't want to marry his daughter to you. ”

"Why?" Davon's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly raised, "Am I not worthy of his daughter?" Or does he have a better ......"

At this, he suddenly paused, and the next moment, the young Lannister jumped up from his seat and shook his voice so loudly that the doors and windows squirmed:

"It's the pioneer knight of Riverbend, isn't it? He wants to marry his daughter to that damn pioneer knight, right? ”

Steffer nodded helplessly: "I guess it should be like this......"

"Why!" Davon was so angry that he scurried around the room, as if he wanted to draw his sword and cut someone immediately, "I can't compare to him!" I'm no match for him! No! I will never accept it! I'm going to beat him in the jousting ring tomorrow! Let Earl Pixter and Miss Daismera see who the real knight is! ”

"What if you win?" Stafford scolded angrily, "Do you think Miss Desmera is the garland laurel?" Whoever wins? ”

Davon's body froze suddenly, but he was still furious, and he stood there panting.

Staver sighed helplessly and comforted: "Okay, the key to this is not you. Rather, Earl Pexter should have had a plan in advance. I made a special effort to investigate Samwell Caesar, and found that his experience was indeed quite strange.

As the eldest son of the Tully family, he actually gave up his inheritance and went to the ghost place of the Crimson Mountains to open up his territory. And it really made him successful. It is said that a territory has been initially established and tens of thousands of savages have been subdued. My guess is that the Tyrells must have had some arrangements for him, and it's no wonder that Earl Pixter wants to marry his daughter to him. ”

Da Feng Tie blushed and said in a muffled voice:

"Then we're going to give up like that?"

"Hmm. Tomorrow we will resign to Earl Pexter, and your joust with Samwell should be cancelled as soon as possible, so don't waste your efforts. ”

"Nope! No matter what, I'm going to fight him! ”

Looking at the stubborn Davon, Steffer's brows furrowed tightly, he never thought that his son, who was usually calm and smart, would be so out of shape for a woman.

Is this really the right eye?

Or is it so easy for young people to get carried away by the so-called love?

Steffer was about to persuade again, when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Samwell Caesar, come to visit Sir Steffer."

Hearing this, Da Feng turned his head sharply, his red eyes widened, and his fists clenched and clenched.

Stafford hurriedly got up and yelled at his son, "Sit down! Keep your temper in check! ”

With that, he walked over and opened the door.

"Sir Caesar, is there anything wrong with it so late?"

Samwell smiled slightly: "There are some things I want to talk to you about, I wonder if it's convenient?" ”

Steffer gave the young knight in front of him a deep look, then stepped aside: "Please come in." ”

Samwell walked into the room and immediately saw Davon, whose eyes were as wide as brass bells.

He smiled slightly, sat down opposite Davon, and said:

"Good evening, Sir Davonne."

Davon didn't speak, just glared at Samwell with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him with his gaze.

"Sir Caesar, tell me what you have to say." Stafford closed the door and walked up to his son, blocking his gaze, as if he was afraid that he would not be able to control his emotions and would burst out and hurt others.

"That's right. I know the purpose of your visit, but to tell you the truth, Earl Paxter has decided to marry Miss Desmera to me. ”

As soon as these words came out, Davon almost jumped up again, but fortunately he was held down by his father.

Stave looked at Samwell with an unkind face and said coldly:

"So you're here to show us?"

Samwell shook his head: "No, you misunderstood. I just don't want your efforts to be in vain. So, tomorrow's competition, or cancel it. ”

"What? Are you scared? When Davon heard this, he couldn't help but shout anymore.

"It's not that I'm afraid. I just don't think it makes sense. Win or lose, Miss Daismera will marry me. ”

"Then I'm going to beat you all over the ground to find your teeth!"

Samwell sighed and said helplessly, "Why bother? Sir Davonne, is it really sensible to offend me, and more importantly, to offend Earl Paxter for the sake of fighting for a breath? In this way, I will produce ten golden dragons, and you will cancel tomorrow's contest. ”

Hearing this, both father and son burst out laughing.

After laughing, Da Feng sneered:

"Ten golden dragons? Are you treating us like beggars? ”

Steffer also said, "We Lannisters have always been the only ones who have used the golden dragon to buy others, and this is the first time we have seen someone try to buy us. ”

Samwell shrugged, "There's a price for everything, Sir Staffor, then you name it." ”

Stave shook his head and said, "There are some things that can't be measured by the golden dragon, such as honor. Sir Caesar, if I gave you a hundred gold dragons and let you deliberately lose tomorrow's contest, would you be willing? ”

Before Samwell could speak, Davon shouted, "Father, I can defeat him by myself without your money!" ”

Steffer raised his hand to stop his son, for he could see a hint of intent in Samwell's eyes.

"It's not impossible." The next moment, Samwell said, "Anyway, whether I win or lose, I can marry Miss Daismera, so what if you go back to it?" ”

Davon scoffed: "You guy with no honor! Not worthy of being a knight! ”

Samwell shrugged helplessly: "You don't understand, my pioneer is in dire need of money, and sometimes I have to compromise." So, Sir Staffor, are you sure you want to give a hundred dragons? ”

Staver seemed to understand something, and immediately said, "I'll give you a thousand golden dragons!" ”

"Father!"

Davon thought his father was crazy, but before he could continue to speak, he heard Steffer say again: "A thousand golden dragons, buy you to give up marrying Miss Daismera on your own initiative." ”

"Impossible!" Samwell shook his head and said, "You think a little money will make me give up Miss Daismera?" ”

"Three thousand golden dragons." Steffer continued to raise the price, "Didn't you just say that there is a price for everything?" How about this money buy you to give up your marriage? ”

"Impossible." Samwell shook his head again, "I'm committed to Miss Daismera. ”

Though rejected again, Steffer caught hesitation and hesitation in Samwell's eyes clearly.

So, with a confident smile on his face, he continued to increase the price:

"Five thousand golden dragons."

When it comes to how to use money to achieve their goals, the Lannisters are probably the best at Westeros.

"How can this be. Please don't insult my feelings for Miss Daismera. ”

"Seven Thousand Golden Dragons!"

Samwell's hesitation was already written on his face.

"Ten thousand golden dragons!" Steffer slowly approached Samwell, "That's enough price for you to hire an army to pioneer." ”

"Thirty thousand golden dragons." After a fierce battle of thoughts, Samwell finally spoke, "Give me 30,000 gold dragons, and I will immediately give up marrying Miss Daismera!" ”

"Impossible!" Steffer immediately shook his head, but a smug smile appeared on his face, "Even if Desmera is made of gold, it is not worth 30,000 gold dragons." ”

"Then let's take a step back, twenty thousand golden dragons."

"Ten thousand golden dragons."

"Then I'll take a step back, fifteen thousand?"

"Ten thousand golden dragons."

Seeing that Steffer was resolute and understood that he couldn't squeeze out more benefits, Samwell pretended to struggle and nodded:

"Deal!"

Davon looked at all this in a daze, as if he hadn't come back to his senses, he didn't understand how what was supposed to be a good competition suddenly turned into a transaction.

And, it seems, that he can marry Miss Daismera again?

Although the heartache was about to pay Samwell the 10,000 gold dragon, Davon's long face couldn't help but smile.