Title: Viscount

Territory: Hawksbill Island

Vassals: Lucas Dayne, Cheman Huya, Todd Fohua

Power: 8.69

Dexterity: 7.85

Spirit: 8.38

Charge: 3/100

In the room, Samwell watched the changes in his attribute panel while wearing a brand new viscount dress.

The viscount title actually gave him five free attribute points, which surprised him.

These five points of freedom attribute were decisively added by him to agility, so that he had no obvious shortcomings, even without the blessing of the giant sword [Dawn], his personal strength was a proper peak of Westeros.

This surge in attribute points made Samwell suddenly realize that perhaps increasing his title was the fastest way to increase his strength.

His krypton gold is about to go bankrupt, and his strength is only a little more than eight o'clock, and agility only took two free attribute points to catch up, and more importantly, the attribute points of the promotion not only do not decay, but are higher than the first level.

If I become an earl in the future, how many free attribute points will I have? Ten o'clock? Or is it more?

And what about the Duke?

Even, what about the king?

Thinking of this, Samwell was full of ambition.

Knock knock.

There was a knock in the room, interrupting the man who was fantasizing about a bright future.

Samwell opened the door, and saw a maid standing outside, bowing and saying:

"Lord Caesar, the engagement feast is about to begin."

"Okay."

Samwell buttoned up his collar and followed the maid to the banquet hall.

As night fell, thousands of beeswax candles from Candle Cave illuminated the banquet hall of the High Court, and almost all the lords of the Riverlands attended the engagement feast between Samwell Caesar and Margaery Tyrelll.

The guests gathered in twos and threes to talk and laugh, and the atmosphere was harmonious and relaxed.

I couldn't see the tension at all during yesterday's hunt.

As Samwell entered the hall, there was a sudden pause in the laughter, and everyone looked at the new viscount.

Most of them are goodwill and reverence, but there is also no shortage of indifference and hostility.

But in any case, this is no longer the treatment and importance that an ordinary viscount should have.

No matter what these river bay nobles think or think, this Viscount of Eagle's Beak Island is now able to influence the fate and future of the river bay.

The engagement to the "High Court Rose" is a clear sign of the Tyrells' softening of compromise, so that even those nobles who are not convinced dare not openly disagree with Viscount Caesar.

Samwell faced the gazes one after another, without the slightest stage fright, and responded one by one with a smile on his face.

"Sam." Margaery stood at the other end of the hall and greeted her fiancé with a sweet smile as soon as she saw her.

Today, she is wearing a luxurious beige palace dress, which is embellished with hundreds of fine diamonds, the heavy skirt woven by layers of chiffon looks extravagant, and the bold suspender design on the upper body exposes the delicate collarbone and white and small side ruux, which is cute and seductive.

The two met in the middle of the hall, and Samwell smiled and raised his right hand for Margaery to hold.

I don't know who started it, and the crowd erupted in warm cheers and applause.

When the two walked up to the high platform together, the archbishop wearing the crystal crown smiled and sent his blessings, and then took out the marriage contract paper to show Samwell.

Samwell had already read the document in advance, and it was mainly written that three years later, the two would get married.

Samwell suddenly thought of a question, if he still didn't sit on the Iron Throne after three years, would the Tyrells break the marriage contract or continue it for another three years?

Well, so it's better to have a big belly as soon as possible.

In addition, the Tyrells have one more requirement -

If the two have more than one child after marriage, one of them must be renamed Tyrell and given to the High Court to raise.

This is obviously the Rose family coveting his "true dragon bloodline".

But for Samwell, it was not a bad thing, and his own heir becoming the lord of the High Court would only strengthen his control over the Riverbend.

So, he picked up a quill and signed the paperwork.

Subsequently, the archbishop handed over the marriage contract to the Duke of Metz.

The inflatable fish had a sad face and a languid expression, and his eyes never dared to look at Samwell or the gaze of the nobles of the river.

He took a quill and hurriedly signed the marriage contract, then stood aside in silence, bowed his head, and did not say a word of blessing to his daughter.

Margaery tried to hug her father, but he avoided her.

Seeing the embarrassment of the situation, the archbishop hurriedly announced loudly:

"In the name of the Seven Gods, I declare that Sir Samwell of House Caesar is betrothed to Miss Margaery of House Tyrellle!"

The crowd shouted again, and the maids on either side of the platform sprinkled rose petals into the sky and landed on Samwell and Margaery.

At the end of the ceremony, the inflatable fish stood there like a wooden carving, and finally the feast was announced by Lady Olena, the Queen of Thorns.

The nobles sat down one after another, the maids brought food and wine, the musicians played the harp and played the flute, and the inflatable fish slipped away.

It should be a way to express protest against this marriage.

But alas, no one cares about his attitude anymore.

Originally, the Duke of High Court was a joke in Riverbend, but now it is even more of a joke.

In fact, if the inflatable fish is smarter and accepts this son-in-law calmly, Samwell will also reconcile with him in order to win people's hearts, at least on the surface.

But it's a pity that this guy just can't turn the corner, so that everyone dislikes it now.

Garland Tyrell was about to get up and go after his father, but was stopped by Lady Olenna.

"Let him go." The old lady said coldly, "What an adult, it's still a child's temper." Can't afford to lose? ”

Garland sat down.

The guests stepped forward one after another to express their blessings to the two people who signed the marriage contract.

Samwell and Margaery also thanked each other one by one.

At this moment, the butler hurried to the front of the stage and said to Lady Olenna:

"Madam, Master Loras is back!"

"Loras is back?" Margaery exclaimed in surprise, "Where is he?" ”

When the news of Duke Lanli's death in Halberd City reached the High Court, the Tyrells were very worried about the situation of Loras as an acolyte, and also sent an envoy to negotiate with the Martell family, demanding that they release Loras.

"He's gone to change his clothes and will be at the banquet soon. They were accompanied by Sir Edmure Tully and Sir Daemon Shad. ”

"Edmure Tully?" Lady Olenna frowned, as if she couldn't believe that the Dornians had released this person out for an envoy.

"Yes."

Samwell was also a little surprised, but then he realized that this was probably Prince Dowland's secret position.

Although the Martell family has formed an alliance with the Lannister family on the surface, I am afraid that their hearts are still towards the fish wolf, deer and eagle, and this time the fish family sent the son of the fish family to the High Court, it should also be to test the position of the Tyrell family.

It wasn't long before the trio who had returned from Dorne showed up at the banquet.

In fact, the trio was even more surprised.

They didn't expect the Tyrells to actually marry Margaery to a little baron, oh, I heard that it's now a viscount.

But even so, a viscount is not qualified to enter into a marriage contract with the "High Court Rose".

However, from this marriage contract, they have also understood the position of the Tyrell family, after all, this is between the king and the viscount, the viscount is chosen.

If the Lannisters heard the news, they would be angry.

"Sir Edmure, how is your army doing?" Samwell asked, as if he were the master of the High Court.

And the rest of the people were not surprised by this, as if they took it for granted.

"Army...... It's okay......" Edmure was a little embarrassed.

It was Sir Daemon Shad who opened his mouth to tell the story of the armies of the Riverlands, the Vales, and the Stormlands.

"So many captives? Prince Doran is really powerful, and the murderous Dornite are as gentle as a flock of sheep under his hands. Samwell chuckled, not knowing whether it was sarcasm or praise.

"We Dornish aren't beasts that only know how to kill." Sir Daemon defended, and then added, "In addition, since Dorne has suffered heavy losses in this great battle, he can no longer afford to feed these captives, so His Highness Dorant has sent Sir Loras back, hoping to get help from Riverbend with food. ”

"How much do you want?"

Sir Dimon gave a list: "1,300,000 pounds of barley flour, 700,000 pounds of oats, 500,000 pounds of beans, 50,000 pounds of jerky......"

Samwell frowned.

As the "bread basket of Westeros", the riverbend is indeed not short of food.

But even so, you can't just send it.

"Dao Lang is really whimsical!" Lady Olenna opened her mouth to clear the way.

Samwell breathed a sigh of relief, although he didn't want to be blackmailed by Dorne, but this kind of opposition was more appropriate for the Tyrells family, after all, this was the ransom of his fiancée's brother, and he always had some scruples to talk about it.

"Lady Olenna, do you think your grandson is not worth so much?"

"Don't fool me with this kind of." Lady Olenna said coldly, "I will give you one-fifth of the food on your list just now, don't be too little, this is probably the most generous ransom in the history of Westeros, Doran should be secretly happy." ”

Dimon frowned.

Edmure Tully hesitated and said, "Lady Olenna, we really need food, can we ......?"

"The Tully family can pay for it." Lady Olenna said, "You pay according to the market price, and I will send someone to carry the grain to Dorne at once." ”

"Good!" Edmure gritted his teeth. As soon as the words came out, he immediately realized why Prince Daolang had sent himself to the High Court, it turned out that he had come to pay......

Seeing that the two sides had negotiated, Samwell spoke: "I'm afraid that this amount of food is enough for those captives to eat for a year, you are not prepared to detain them for that long, right?" ”

Sir Damon smiled and said:

"Lord Caesar, His Highness Dao Lang wants to talk to you about this matter."

"Talk to me? Well, then please invite Prince Daolang to come to the High Court, and we will surely welcome him in a warm manner. ”

Sir Dimon shook his head slowly: "His Royal Highness Dao Lang will definitely not come to the High Court, and of course, he also knows that you will not go to Yang Halberd City. So, how about meeting in Starfall City? ”

"Starfall City......" Samwell finally became serious, "Prince Doran is willing to come to Starfall City to meet me?" ”

"Yes."

Starfall City is the territory of the Dane family, and it is basically equivalent to Samwell's territory.

Prince Daolang's gesture is indeed very sincere and bold.

"Okay." Samwell nodded slowly, "In two weeks, I'll be waiting for His Highness Dao Lang in Starfall City. ”

(End of chapter)