Tyrion Lannister, the "Little Devil", walks in a cold cellar in a heavy woollen coat.

"How far is it?" He asked.

"Here it is, sir." Haring, the pyromancer, holds a torch and leads Tyrion deep into the depths of the Rhaenys Hills.

Tyrion walked patiently for a while, finally to a larger underground hall with saltpeter on the damp walls.

The pyromancer stopped at the door of the hall, left the torch outside, and walked cautiously inside, carrying only a sealed candle and oil lamp.

It seems that the flames must be treated with extreme caution here.

"Look, my lord, that's what I told you, that substance."

Tyrion picked up a jar and looked closely, it was a fiery red clay jar, about the size of the palm of his hand.

"My lord, be careful, the clay shell is very brittle, don't break it." Harlem the Fire Warlock looked very nervous.

This attitude also made Tyrion careful, he opened the cap, looked at the green cloudy liquid inside, and asked:

"This is [wildfire]?"

"Yes, sir. This is the crystallization of the wisdom of the wise. ”

This is the madness of the "mad king". Tyrion spat to himself.

But now that he needed it, he asked, "I heard that once this thing burns, it can't even be watered?" ”

"That's right. This substance seeps into cloth, wood, leather, and even steel, causing them to burn with them, not even with water, until everything is reduced to ashes. ”

"Good. I love your wisdom. How many jars of this crystallization do you have? ”

"About eight thousand cans."

"Eight thousand!" Tyrion was startled, "How can there be so many?" ”

The fire warlock smiled: "The mad king of the year liked this kind of thing very much, and we made a lot of it. ”

He hesitated, not daring to tell the Mad King to let them bury this kind of thing in all corners of King's Landing, and prepare a fire to tell the whole city to burn.

Tyrion pouted, "I need this kind of thing." The adults of the capital garrison will come to you later, and you will be responsible for teaching them how to safely set up and use the Wildfire. ”

"Yes, sir."

Leaving the cellar, Tyrion rode his mare to the Red Keep.

Approaching the castle, he spotted a large number of ragged civilians gathered in the square outside the gates, calling for food.

The accompanying guards tensed and drew their swords to drive the civilians away.

The golden-robed guards in the castle were also dispatched, and it was only then that Tyrion was greeted without danger.

King's Landing's food has begun to fail. Tyrion understood.

At this time, he could only be extremely glad that his uncle had pulled away the 50,000 young men.

He sympathized with the hungry civilians, but he couldn't make food, and now he had more important things to attend to.

Suppressing these chaotic thoughts, Tyrion strode into the meeting room of the Prime Minister's Tower, where a group of blacksmiths knelt down to greet him.

Tyrion climbed into his seat, which was a little higher for him, motioned for the group to rise, and said:

"Ladies and gentlemen, I have summoned you here because I have a major task to explain to you."

The blacksmiths exchanged glances with each other, and then one of them spoke:

"Your Excellency, please command."

Tyrion beckoned, and Bronn walked over with a canvas bag and poured out the contents.

The metal made a dull crashing sound on the blanket.

"That's your mission." Tyrion pointed to something on the ground and said, "I need a thousand of them." ”

A blacksmith picked up something on the ground and looked closely, revealing that it was three thick steel chains, connected to each other.

"My lord, what do you want this thing for?"

"You don't care about this." Tyrion waved his hand, "I'm just asking if I can make a thousand in five days." ”

"It's not that difficult to make this thing, but a thousand is a bit too much, and you're asking for five days to make it, I'm afraid it's ......."

"A thousand in five days. It has to be done! Tyrion took a hard streak, "I'm going to get every blacksmith in King's Landing to work on this thing, day and night, and leave everything else behind." ”

The blacksmith was puzzled: "But my lord, Her Majesty the Queen Mother has ordered us to step up the production of more armor knives and axes, saying that they are going to use ...... for the newly collected golden robes."

"Stop that." Tyrion said, "Get me the chains right first." ”

"My lord, but Her Majesty the Queen Mother said that if we can't deliver the armor and weapons on time, we will break our hands."

"This kind of thing doesn't happen. I promise you. Tyrion said, cursing Cersei for always causing trouble for herself.

The blacksmiths relieved themselves, and then asked:

"My lord, the price of iron in the city has been getting higher and higher recently, and forging this chain requires a lot of pig iron, as well as coke."

"Just tell me how much money you need." Tyrion promised, "Lannister, you have to pay your debts." ”

After dealing with these blacksmiths, Tyrion didn't bother to rest, got up and left the Prime Minister's Tower, and went to Megar Tower.

When he walked into the queen mother's bedroom, the harp and singing came to an abrupt end.

"Oh, Lancer, my dear cousin, I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful voice." Tyrion, with two short legs, walked briskly to the bed.

He suddenly felt unworthy for his brother Jaime.

This woman whom my brother loved so much had already found a replacement so quickly in his most difficult moment.

Hearing this satirical compliment, Lancel Lannister suddenly straightened his face: "Tyrion, has the Queen Mother summoned you?" ”

"Nope." Tyrion admitted, "I'm sorry to disturb your Yaxing, but I really have something important to discuss with my sister." ”

Cersei was now leaning lazily on the bed, barefoot, her blonde hair fluffy and beautiful, and she looked up, her beautiful green eyes glinted with resentment:

"Gnome, get out!"

"My dear sister, you look so charming tonight." Tyrion smacked his ass, then said, "Should you listen to what I have to say before you get rid of me?" ”

Cersei bit her red lip and said viciously:

"What more good can you do?"

"It's not a good thing." Tyrion shrugged, "But it's a matter of life and death, life and death for all of us, so can I talk to you alone?" ”

Lansail didn't want to leave, but when he saw that the Queen Mother gave him a look, he had no choice but to leave in a huff, but he didn't forget to glare at his cousin viciously before leaving.

Hearing the door slam shut, Tyrion jumped on the ornate bed and smiled:

"I heard that Robert died in this bed, and you still have it?"

"It gives me dreams." Cersei kicked her brother off the bed, "Okay, if you have anything to say, get out of here." ”

Tyrion got up from the ground, rubbed his sore knee, and looked back, smiling undiminishedly:

"I've received word that Stannis Baratheon has reorganized his army on Dragonstone, and it is estimated that there will be an attack on King's Landing in five or six days."

Cersei jumped up from the bed and shouted:

"Damn it! Then you're still here smiling like a pumpkin at a harvest party! Has the garrison of the capital been assembled? Did you send a message to Harrenhal? And Kai Feng, he shouldn't have let Kai Feng lead his army to some damn storm lands before! ”

"Uncle Kayvon's 'army' staying in King's Landing will only make things worse in the city." Tyrion waved his hand and said soothingly, "Okay sister, don't worry, I've already arranged it, as long as Stannis dares to come, I promise to turn his fleet into fireworks." ”

"Really?" Cersei looked at her brother with a look of great distrust, "What have you arranged?" ”

"Didn't I tell you, fireworks. Oh yes, and a chain. Tyrion smiled mysteriously.

But the smile looked very hateful to Cersei's eyes, so she gave her brother a slap.

"Whew!" Tyrion covered his cheeks and protested angrily, "Did you know that I'm trying to save my family and save your life?" ”

"It's up to you." Cersei said disdainfully, "What else can you do besides being a technical girl?" ”

Tyrion didn't bother to entangle with her, so he told the purpose of the trip:

"I've asked the blacksmiths to serve me first, so yours armor will wait for now."

"You're telling me to wait?" Cersei suddenly flew into a rage, and slapped her brother again.

Seeing that the situation was not good this time, Tyrion hurriedly ran away, and said:

"Cersei, my father has warned you, listen to me in everything, if you don't want to be married off to the Iron Islands to serve that stinky old squid, you'd better be polite to me."

Hearing that her brother had moved her father out, Cersei finally became honest.

But her eyes still flashed with anger, obviously unconvinced:

"Don't be complacent! Little devil, sooner or later, you will fall into my hands! ”

Tyrion shrugged, not taking his sister's threat to heart, and added:

"One more thing, on the day of Stannis's siege, I will need to ask His Majesty to show up on the castle tower to boost morale."

"Don't you think about it!" Cersei suddenly became furious and let out a startling scream.

Tyrion expected his sister to object, but he didn't expect her reaction to be so violent, and he tried to reassure:

"Don't worry, it's not for Tommen to fight, he just needs to be dressed in armor and appear at the head of the city under the protection of the Kingsguard. There will be no danger, I promise. ”

"Impossible!" Cersei still screamed, "You've taken one of my daughters, and now you want to take my last one!" Don't you think! Don't! ”

Tyrion was also furious: "I'm not here to discuss with you, this must be done." Think about it, how can your son be safe if King's Landing is unfortunate enough to be breached? When the time comes, Stannis will hang Tomman, you, and my heads on the city. ”

"No, no!" Cersei broke down and cried.

This time Tyrion was dumbfounded.

He hadn't seen his sister cry in years, and even in her childhood in Castle Rock, Cersei wasn't a crying girl.

When my sister cries, it seems that my brother should comfort me...... But this ...... This is Cersei......

Tyrion hesitated and shifted his short legs to his sister, patting her tentatively on the shoulder.

"Don't touch me!" Cersei twisted away.

Tyrion sighed and said, "I swear to you, if something happens to Tommen, I'll pay for his life, so it's all right, right?" ”

Cersei sniffed and said angrily:

"If only I were a man. Then I don't need you idiots! Father will give me the power, not you idiot dwarf! ”

Tyrion shrugged, "Alright, dear sister, the idiot gnomes are going to fight to defend the city. You rest early. Also, I wish you a second child soon. ”

(End of chapter)