"Come and see, come and see! This is the dragon-slaying sword used by the 'Mirror Shield' Saven Knight back then! ”

At a market north of Steel Street in King's Landing, vendors boasted loudly with a glittering sword.

Unfortunately, no one stopped to listen to his foolishness, except for Samwell Caesar.

The peddler looked at Samwell's dress and the attendants behind him, and his eyes lit up—

The fat sheep is coming!

"This lord, this sword is most worthy of a valiant knight like you! Just ten gold coins! Ten golden dragons, this sword is yours! ”

Samwell took the sword with a smile, looked at it, shook his head, and said:

"It's too expensive."

"How much do you think is appropriate?"

Sam Will gestured five fingers.

"Five golden dragons?" The peddler struggled for a while before gritting his teeth and saying, "Good! That's five golden dragons! ”

Samwell still shook his head: "I'm talking about five copper plates." ”

"Copper?" The peddler jumped to his feet, "What are you kidding!" ”

Samwell pinched the blade of the sword with a slight force, and this "Dragon Slaying Sword" actually made an unbearable crunching sound, as if it was about to break in the next second.

"This is the Dragon-Slaying Sword of the 'Mirror Shield' Saven?"

The peddler's face changed suddenly, but he still insisted on it: "Of course! That's how the Savin knights used this sword back then......"

"Saven is not a knight, he is a hero of the ancestors." Samwell unceremoniously punctured, "At that time, the knighthood system had not yet been established. Can you use a little snack next time you brag? ”

The peddler's face turned red, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and say, "Okay! That's five copper plates! ”

"Now there are only four."

"Four?" The peddler screamed again.

"Wait a little longer, three."

"Then four copper plates!" The peddler hung his head and said in despair.

"Kathu, pay." Samwell waved at the attendant behind him, and threw the Dragon Slayer Sword into the cart.

It's full of all sorts of weird things.

After paying, the master and servant continued to stroll.

It wasn't long before Samwell stopped again.

A vendor in front of him was boasting about a white bone carved with twisted lines in his hand, saying it was a dragon's leg bone.

Samwell smiled and asked the vendor to show himself the "keel", and as soon as he took it, he heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Master Caesar, that's the leg bone of a buffalo. Don't let him fool you. ”

Samwell turned around and saw Garland Tyrell, followed by his sister Margaery Tyrell and Natalie Dane, who was becoming more and more his henchman.

The two girls wore floral dresses of a similar style, with the same bright smiles on their faces, like sisters and flowers.

Samwell said hello to a few people, and then saw Natalie approach, and poked the bone in his hand curiously with his fingers:

"Lord Caesar, do you want to buy this bone?"

"That's right."

Hearing Samwell say yes, the peddler suddenly became excited, and hurriedly said:

"This lord, this keel is left behind by the 'Black Death' Bellerion! Worth a thousand dollars! If you want, I will only charge you a hundred gold dragons. ”

Before Samwell could speak, Garland said disdainfully: "A corbel bone sells for a hundred gold dragons, do you take us for fools?" ”

The peddler stiffened his neck: "Master, this is really a keel!" I dare to swear to the Seven Gods! ”

Samwell apparently believed Garland's words and returned the bones, ignoring the peddler.

Margaery couldn't help but laugh when she saw the cart in Samwell's squire's hand and all the mess inside:

"Sam, are you here for a treasure hunt?"

"yes." Samwell nodded solemnly.

"Then you have to be careful. King's Landing has the most liars in the Seven Kingdoms. ”

And it's the most brilliant. Samwell knows that.

"Don't worry, I'll take notice."

Margaery didn't persuade much, but said:

"By the way, Sam, we're going to go back tomorrow, all the way south from Rose Avenue, Miss Natalie has agreed to go with us, will you come with us too?"

Natalie immediately added, "Yes, Sam, Miss Margaery has invited me to the High Court to see the sea of golden roses on the banks of the Mande River, which I heard is beautiful!" ”

Samwell shook his head with some regret, "I'm sorry, two young ladies, I have already arranged for Sir Holas to return with the fleet on Qingting Island. However, as soon as I return to the territory, I will go to the High Court to meet the Duke of Metz. If Natalie is still around, maybe she'll see you again. ”

Natalie was a little disappointed when she heard this, so she had to say, "Okay, then you have to come to the High Court quickly, I'll wait for you." ”

"Okay, Sam, remember to come, Grandma keeps talking about seeing you." Margaery winked playfully at Samwell.

Hearing that the "Queen of Thorns" wanted to see him, Samwell touched the tip of his nose a little uncomfortably, always feeling that the old lady was going to settle accounts with him.

"Okay, I'll go as soon as possible."

"See you then."

"See you in the court."

Samwell stood where he was, watching the men leave.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go with beautiful women, but he has more important things to transport back by sea, and he doesn't worry about handing them over to others, so he excuses himself to go with the Qingting Island fleet.

And what he was going to transport was the giant dragon skull.

Now that he knows that this thing can add attributes, Samwell naturally won't let them continue to stay in the Red Keep and fall into ashes.

He had hired a cargo ship to transport the giant dragon skulls back to Hawksbill Island.

In order to hide people's eyes, Sam Will specially came to the major markets in King's Landing, and bought a lot of things related to dragons, such as statues, oil paintings, handicrafts, and even things called dragon slaying swords, dragon eggs, dragon bones, and the like.

Even though he knew that these were fraudulent impostors, Samwell pretended to be the wrongdoer and bought them all.

When the time comes, he will be able to mix the real keel among these fakes and send them to the cargo ship to avoid attracting unwanted attention.

Thinking of this, Samwell picked up the corbel bone again and said:

"I want this 'keel'."

The peddler's eyes lit up, but before he could be pleased, he heard Samwell continue, "Three copper plates." Okay, I'll take it. ”

The peddler pretended to struggle for a long time before he said, "Deal!" ”

After speaking, he hurriedly stuffed the bones over, as if he was afraid that Samwell would regret it.

Watching Samwell throw the "keel" onto the cart, the squire Kathu couldn't hold back and asked:

"Master, why do you buy them when you know these are fake?"

Samwell shook his head and said, "Fake, real, real, fake, can you really tell the difference?" Since it is impossible to distinguish between the false, the false is true, the real is false, the true is false, why bother to be true. ”

Katu was stunned and didn't dare to say more, so he had to push the cart and keep up with the pace of his master again to continue this treasure hunt.

It wasn't until late afternoon that Samwell finally gave up and "came home with a full load."

As he commanded the guards to load the dragon treasures onto the ship, the captain looked at Samwell like a fool.

So when night fell, the "fool" in the captain's eyes swaggered and carried the real giant dragon skull onto the ship without causing any waves.

However, Samwell was not able to remove all nineteen keels, not because he had a conscience and wanted to leave some thoughts for the Baratheons, but because they were too big.

There were twelve keels that were too big to reach Blackwater Bay through the secret passages. There was plenty of space at the other end of the passage, but it was leading to the Red Keep, and Samwell couldn't have swaggered out of the Red Keep gates with the keel.

That's too ostentatious.

Although the Baratheon family did not care about these relics of the previous dynasty, it was impossible for him to tolerate such a reckless stealing.

So Samwell ended up removing only seven smaller keels.

This should be enough for him to eat for a while, after all, until now, the first keel can continue to boil bone broth with attributes.

As for the rest of the keels, let's store them in the Red Fort first, and sooner or later, he will come back to get them.

Early the next morning, Samwell went to see Margaery and the others off, and then returned to his lodgings, where he began to pack his belongings and prepare to go.

However, before leaving, Samwell went to meet with Duke Eddard Stark.

After all, the Hand of the King had issued him a secret mission, and although he didn't plan to complete it for the time being, he always had to say hello to the other party.

Although Duke Ed can't be relied on as a backer, it is still necessary to have a good relationship.

When he arrived at the Prime Minister's Tower, he was told by the butler that the Hand of the King was holding a royal council, and Samwell waited patiently in the reception room.

After waiting for a while, he heard the click of wood outside.

Intrigued, Samwell went to the window and saw that in the courtyard below, the Duke's second daughter, Arya Stark, was taking a sword lesson.

"Up!" Her teacher, Celio "Water Dancer", shouted as he slashed at her head with a wooden sword.

Arya raised her sword to block, making a click.

"Left!" Silio swung his sword non-stop, "Right! ”

"Left! Under! Right! Left! Above! ”

The speed of his speech became faster and faster, and the wooden sword in his hand was almost impossible to read, forcing Arya to be embarrassed and keep retreating.

The sound of clicking echoed throughout the courtyard.

"Oops!"

Arya screamed in pain, her hands bruised, and her wooden sword fell to the ground.

"You're dead." Silio said in a cold tone.

Arya exclaimed unconvinced, "You cheat! It's on the left, but it's on the right! ”

"yes, so you're a dead girl."

"But you're lying!"

"My mouth is a lie, but my eyes and hands tell the truth, but you don't see it." Syrio's tone became serious, "Arya, you need to learn to perceive. ”

Arya looked at the bruises on her hands, pouted, and was about to say something more, when she suddenly found Samwell standing at the window, and suddenly exclaimed:

"Lord Caesar! Why don't you try it out with my teacher? ”

(End of chapter)