"Come on! Hopper, kill the Dornish! ”

On the training ground of the Red Keep, Hopper Redwin was greeted by the cheers of the nobles of the Riverbend while wearing his armor with the help of his attendants.

"Hopper! Kill him! Samwell also gathered in the crowd, shouting for fear that the world would not be chaotic.

Things went even more smoothly than he expected, and Horbert Redwin and Geralt Dayne, two young men with strong blood, actually went directly to the martial arts arena to make an appointment without saying a word.

Of course, this is not a life-and-death duel, but it is enough to intensify the conflict between the two and fully display it in front of everyone.

This is simply an assist for Samwell's "scapegoat plan".

"Hopper! For the glory of the bend! Kill the Dornish! "The two Tyrell brothers, Garland and Loras, couldn't see anyone when they were drinking tea just now, and now they don't know where they came out of nowhere when they heard that there was going to be a joust.

Not only the two of them, but the Riverbend nobles who came to King's Landing this time basically came, Sir Aemon of Yangwu City, Sir Alekon of Bright Water City, that is, Samwell's uncle, but the Earl of Landau from Hornland did not come, only a few vassal knights came.

Samwell also knew that in the previous battle of Starfall City, these people all charged behind him.

They told Samwell that Earl Landau was ill and therefore did not come to King's Landing.

That's obviously an excuse.

Samwell, however, could understand his father, as he had an old grudge against King Robert.

In the War of the Reelers, Robert's only defeat was given by Earl Randolph.

If we meet again, Robert will probably shout for another fight with Earl Landau as soon as he gets drunk......

So it's better not to come.

"Who do you want to win?" Margaery asked with a grin as she took Natalie's hand.

"I ......," Natalie didn't know how to answer.

She is Lord of Dorne, and Geralt Dayne has just sworn allegiance to her, so it stands to reason that she should be on Dorne's side.

But...... Miss Margaery was so kind to her, and Samwell was a Riverbend man...... Natalie was in a quandary.

"I don't know......"

"How can you not know? These two knights are fighting for you. ”

"That'...... That...... Then let them all win......"

Win both? Isn't that just a loss?

Samwell didn't know for a moment whether Natalie's answer was wise or ......

Margaery laughed and said, "Natalie, you're so kind. There are wins and losses in the competition, and it is impossible to win them all. ”

But it is true that they can all lose.

Samwell snickered from the side.

Suddenly, he had a little sense of the joy of Petyr "Littlefinger" Berisch hiding in a dark corner and watching others fight to death.

Is this the joy of the old Yin coin?

No, no, no.

Samwell quickly shook off the thought.

How could I be that old yin coin like Littlefinger, I'm a sunny boy.

"Dear Miss Natalie." Geralt Dane was dressed at some point, rode up to Natalie, bowed, and said, "Can you please give me a token?" ”

"Huh?" Natalie was a little confused.

It wasn't until Margaery grinned and whispered a few words in her ear that she reacted.

Today, Natalie wore cute fringed braids with pink ribbons wrapped around them, and she took one of them off and handed it to Geralt.

Geralt tied the ribbon around his wrist and then said impassionedly:

"Thank you to the beautiful Miss Natalie, I will fight for your glory!"

Hopper watched the fire in his eyes and ran over to ask for the token.

Natalie had no choice but to take another thread and bring it to him.

Finally, the two knights who fought for "Natalie's Honor" entered the tournament with their respective tokens.

Bell –

After a gong sound, both of them began to accelerate at the same time.

Click-Click

The sound of horses' hooves was rapid, and the distance between the two knights was narrowing frantically.

Natalie closed her eyes in fright.

Boom!

There was a loud bang, followed by the cheers of the Dorn.

Natalie opened her eyes carefully, only to find that the Hopper Knight was lying on the ground, the shield with the purple grape coat of arms flying far away, and Geralt Dane was galloping around the field on a horse, receiving the cheers of the crowd.

"Idiot!"

Natalie heard someone in the Bend camp scolding in a low voice, but unfortunately she didn't know who scolded her.

"Rubbish!"

Someone scolded again, and Natalie saw clearly this time that it was actually Sir Garland of the Tyrells family.

She stuck out her tongue and looked away, and then she saw Horace and the attendants running over and lifting Hober up from the ground, but Hobb's helmet was deformed and stuck on his head, and several people were holding Hobb's helmet and pulling it out, as if they were pulling turnips......

Natalie couldn't help but laugh.

At this time, Geralt Dane came to Natalie, thinking that the bright smile on the goddess's face was blooming for herself, and her heart was filled with joy and pride.

"Miss Natalie, allow me to dedicate this victory to you! Although its glory is nowhere near as dazzling as your beauty. ”

Natalie saw Geralt, politely pulled up her skirt, and said:

"Thank you, Sir Geralt."

"Geralt Dane!" Garland Tyrell couldn't help but exclaim, "Come, I'll compete with you!" ”

Before Geralt could speak, Princess Arrene stepped forward and said:

"Sir Garland, are you going to fight for Miss Natalie too?"

Garland was already engaged, so he was stunned for a long time before he said, "I'm fighting for the bend!" ”

Princess Aleum deliberately put on a look of grievance, and said, "Riverbend and Dorne have just reached peace, and you are doing this...... Not good. ”

Margaery stood up at this time to play a round: "Okay, brother, let's stop today's contest, otherwise the Dornites will think that we can't afford to lose." Sir Geralt, you are indeed a wonderful knight. ”

Geralt Dane greeted Margaret gentlemanly.

The two sides did not continue to make trouble, and left the scene one after another.

In the end, only a group of Redwyns were left still pulling turnips there.

……

The few riverbend nobles returned to the garden to drink tea, and it was not until the sun was sinking that Samwell took Natalie to the rest of the group.

"Sam, are Hopper and Geralt pursuing me?"

On the way back, Natalie asked, holding Samwell's arm and tilting her head.

"Why else would they fight for you?" Samwell smiled and asked, "Which of these two do you like?" ”

"I don't like any of them."

"Why? Are they not good enough? ”

"Not really......" Natalie kicked the pebble underneath her feet, "Sir Hopper is of noble birth, but he just speaks slurred, and seems a little silly...... As for Sir Geralt, well, though he's a Dane, I've always found him weird, and the look in his eyes has always made me feel uncomfortable......"

"What a shame that is, Sir Hopper and Sir Geralt will be heartbroken when they hear the news."

"Then don't tell them."

"Good guy, you still want to raise fish."

"What kind of fish?" Natalie looked up in confusion, her eyes glowing with clear confusion.

Samwell shook his head secretly, this girl shouldn't be that high-ranked.

"Nothing. If you don't tell, don't tell, let them go unrequited. ”

"Good!" Natalie nodded, but soon seemed to realize that it was wrong, "Isn't that good?" If I don't say it, Sir Hopper and Sir Geralt will always pursue me...... Otherwise, I'd better reject them. ”

"Okay."

But Natalie struggled again: "But...... How can you say no? Wouldn't it hurt their hearts too much? ”

"Simple." Samwell laughed, "Just give them a test they can't complete." ”

"An unfinishable test?"

"Yes. For example, you could say that you would only marry a knight who can conquer dragons. ”

"Good idea." Natalie smiled, but then she worried, "But what if, what if, he did conquer a dragon?" ”

"Everyone can conquer the dragon, so you can marry obediently."

"Oh-" Natalie pouted, seemingly unhappy.

After a corner, Samwell stopped:

"Alright, your room is here, let's get some rest early."

"Hmm." Natalie hesitated for a moment, then suddenly asked, "Sam, can you subdue a dragon?" ”

Samwell laughed, "There are no dragons anymore, silly girl. ”

"And what if there is?"

"Then I'm going to beat it up."

Samwell finished his sentence and rubbed Natalie's head, messing up her hair.

Natalie protested with her teeth and claws, but unfortunately it was useless.

"You've got the ribbons off."

"It's loose anyway, so throw it away."

"Oh."

……

Geralt "Dark Star" Dane returned to his lodgings, and the excitement and excitement in his heart could not be quelled.

After instructing the servant to prepare the bath water, he sat down at his desk, picked up his pen and wrote a long letter to his father, who was far away in Dorne.

I will take back everything that belongs to us!

He wrote in the letter.

After writing the letter, Geralt began to undress and prepare for the shower.

When he touched the ribbon on his wrist, Geralt couldn't help but smile smugly again.

He untied the ribbon, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

It is a fresh and delicate violet scent.

Geralt carefully put the ribbon away, took a shower, and changed into dry clothes.

After packing up, he came out and waxed the letter, and was about to find someone to send it.

But when he opened the door, he found a pink ribbon slowly floating down from the crack in the door.

Geralt reached out to catch it, only to realize that it was exactly the same ribbon that Miss Natalie had given him.

Moreover, there seem to be words on the ribbon -

Ten o'clock tonight, Shenmu Forest.

Geralt's breathing suddenly became rapid.

Is this Miss Natalie asking me to meet under the moon?

Geralt's heart raced at an accelerated pace.

"Oh, my dear Miss Natalie, looking at your usual reserved appearance, it turns out that you are still a hot and passionate Dorne woman in your bones!"

Geralt placed the ribbon under his nose and took a deep breath.

Oh, and the intoxicating violet scent!

(End of chapter)