The Turbulent River flows south from the depths of the Crimson Mountains for tens of thousands of miles before finally joining the Summer Sea.

After the turbulent water flows into the sea, it also changes its violent attitude and becomes calm.

On the sapphire sea, a sea ship is swimming against the current.

Natalie stood at the bow of the ship, looking at the castle in the distance, her purple eyes filled with curiosity and apprehension.

At this time, she did not wear a veil, revealing a delicate and beautiful face, and the animal skin clothes on her body were also replaced by a blue dress, and her slender and well-proportioned legs under the skirt shone like jade in the sunlight.

Catou stood behind Samwell, seemingly doing his duty as a squire, waiting for his master's orders, but in fact, his eyes were always peeking at the girl's thighs.

The ignorant savage boy had never seen such a beautiful girl, and he was stupid unconsciously.

Perhaps sensing Kathu's watchful gaze, Natalie glared back at the boy and snorted softly:

"What are you looking at? Brat! ”

Kathu turned his head in a panic, his face flushing.

After a while, he muttered unconvinced, "I'm fourteen years old, not a little kid!" ”

Unfortunately, Natalie didn't pay any attention to him at all.

She propped her chin in her hands and asked in a wistful tone:

"Your Excellency, did you say that the Dane family will hold a ball to entertain you?"

Samwell glanced at the girl beside him and smiled:

"What? Do you want to go to the prom? ”

"It's just curiosity."

"Even if there is a ball, it is for the noble lady!" Kathu couldn't help but interject.

It seems that this is an attempt to dispel some of Natalie's inappropriate fantasies.

Natalie glared back at Kathu, but she still wilted.

Yes, she's just a savage, so how can she be qualified to attend the ball of the nobility.

Samwell looked at Starfall City getting closer and closer, thinking about his own thoughts, and he didn't have time to comfort Gu Ying's self-pitying girl.

He came to visit the Dane family this time to deal with the provocation of Petyr "Littlefinger" Bedish.

Of course, he also knew that this kind of provocation was an unsolvable conspiracy.

With the strength of Eagle's Beak Island, it will inevitably arouse the jealousy and vigilance of the Lords of Dorne, especially the Lord of Starfall City.

There is even a high probability that war will break out.

However, Samwell didn't want to completely eliminate the fears of the Dorn, he just wanted to buy himself a little time.

Last time, he flickered a lot of money and food from Yangwu City-Qingting Island-Old Town, and now the construction of the territory has entered the fast lane, and as long as there are four or five more months, his castle will be basically completed.

At that time, he can officially become a member of the Lord of Hewan, and Eagle's Beak Island will also be included in the territory of Hewan.

If the Dornites fought again at this time, it would be a declaration of war on the riverbend.

The Duke of Metz certainly couldn't turn a blind eye.

Therefore, this time I came to Starfall City, whether it was through co-optation, deception, or misleading...... In short, he had to do his best to make sure that the acting city lord wouldn't attack Hawksbill Island in a short period of time.

Samwell felt that this goal was not difficult to achieve, after all, the acting lord of Starfall City was only a "Shad", not Dane, and he should not have enough prestige and motivation to instigate a foreign war.

As long as these four or five months are spent safely, I am afraid that the Dornish will die down and dare not come to fight.

After all, Dorn is indeed good at playing "defensive counterattacks", but if they really want to leave the protection of the Crimson Mountains and the familiar desert climate, they are really no match for the Riverbenders.

Whether it is material or military strength, Hewan is the existence of the Seven Kingdoms.

Once this period of danger is over, Samwell will be able to build his territory, trade and earn money, and gradually conquer the wildlings of the Crimson Mountains.

As for whether or not to cooperate with Lady Olenna's plan to invade Dorne through the Turbulent River in the future, that can be considered in the long run.

Samwell felt that even if he did want to play Dorne, he should choose the right time.

For example, after the death of King Robert, or even later, after the death of Eddard Stark, Duke of the North, King's Landing will be a mess, so that no other forces will take care of his side.

Moreover, he could also use it to attract all the energy of the river bend to Dorne, so that the Tyrells might not be in a hurry to take sides in the early stages of the War of the Five Kings, as they did in the original books.

The daughter-in-law who was "predetermined" by himself doesn't have to marry that guy Lan Li.

Well, perfect!

Samwell quietly gave a thumbs up for his wit.

However, he is also well aware that things cannot all develop according to his expectations.

Even the most far-sighted conspirator in Game of Thrones would not dare to say that he could make everyone act according to his script, and he certainly did not.

Moreover, he always felt that Petyr Berish's plans would not stop there.

Since this guy wants to provoke a war between Riverbend and Dorne, I'm afraid it won't be as much as it is now.

For Petyr, unlike him, was able to foresee a future upheaval.

In Petyr's opinion, if the conflict between Starfall and Hawksbill Island cannot be provoked as soon as possible, then when Samwell's castle is completed, the Dorns will definitely retreat, and this battle will not know when it will be fought.

Therefore, Samwell thinks that this insidious "little finger" may have a backhand!

I just don't know what it is......

"Lord Caesar." The captain poked his head out of the cockpit and interrupted Samwell's musings, "We're getting ready to land!" ”

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The ship sailed from beneath the statue of the Titans into Braavos, through the long crowded canal, and finally docked at Checkered Pier.

Petyr "Littlefinger" Petil Berish disembarked from the docks, and instead of stopping at the bustling bazaar, he headed straight for the Isle of the Gods.

The Iron Throne's Chancellor of the Exchequer, who also seemed to be unusually familiar with the free city-states across the Narrow Sea, made his way to a windowless temple.

The temple gates are a pair of tall carved wooden doors, the left one made of fishbeam wood, white as bones, and the right one made of sandalwood, black as an abyss.

Between the two doors is a crescent moon.

This is the temple dedicated to the god of a thousand faces, the Black and White Temple.

Knock knock.

Petyr tapped twice on the wooden door, then took a step back.

Not long after, the wooden door opened, and a young man stepped out.

He was dressed in a black and white robe, his eyes were hollow, and his expression was indifferent, as if nothing could arouse his interest.

Petyr didn't even look at the man's face, because he knew that these "faceless" people in the House of Black and White had countless faces, and you should never wonder which one was what they really looked like.

The god of a thousand faces served by the Faceless is also called the god of death.

As the best assassins of all, the Faceless Ones believe that death is a benevolent relief, and that if you pay the price, they will take the life of anyone in the world as a sacrifice to the God of a Thousand Faces.

"Everyone dies." Petyr leaned over slightly and said.

"Everyone needs to serve." The Faceless One who walked out of the door replied, then asked, "Why did the man come?" ”

Petyr handed over a large bag of gold coins and said:

"I want to sacrifice two people to the God of a Thousand Faces."

The Faceless One took the bag and said lightly:

"God needs their names."

The corners of Petyr's mouth turned up slightly, and he said:

"Adric Dane, Ariria Dane."

However, the Faceless One shook his head, "Not enough. ”

"Not enough?" Petyr's face changed, and he pointed to the money bag in the other party's hand, "Do you want to count carefully?" That's enough money to hire a mercenary group to do this job, and if you don't want to be more secretive, I'll come to you? ”

"Nope. To sacrifice to the gods, you need to pay what is most dear, and a copper plate for a poor man is better than a golden dragon for a rich man. For you, this money is only enough to sacrifice a name to the gods. ”

Petyr was a little angry: "This is almost all my net worth!" Isn't it religious enough? ”

The Faceless One still shook his head, "But money isn't what you value the most. ”

Petyr was stunned for a moment, and he suddenly realized that the other party had probably recognized his identity.

But before he could speak again, the Faceless One added, "Then exchange your life for it." ”

"What do you mean?"

"Only life can be exchanged for death." The Faceless One reverently said, "Help someone save someone, and someone will help you kill one." ”

"Who are you going to save? Where is he? ”

"Jakun Hegar, the Black Prison of the Red Keep."

The Black Prison in the Red Keep was a royal prison for many felons.

But the name of the Faceless One left no impression on Petyr.

It doesn't seem to be an important person.

Petyr relieved himself and nodded:

"Deal. But I want those two to disappear as soon as possible, and you'd better hurry up! ”

"Good. Within a month, God will take those two names. ”