307 Riots
"Lord Steward, Lord Steward!"
Aegon Levi, the captain of the High Court Guard, called out to Garth Tyrrell, "What about the Duke? Did you see that? ”
"You should rest in the bedroom." Garth said indifferently, "What's wrong? ”
"Not there! I've been to see it. "I've searched all over the castle but haven't seen the Duke, and the vanguard of the Equestrian army is almost in the High Court!" Lord Mace must gather the army and organize the defense as soon as possible! ”
Garth sighed and said with a wry smile:
"Defense? Will the High Court still be able to defend against the attack of the Ma Party's army? ”
Sir Aegon thought of the ancient Oak City and the wine hall that had been taken down by the Equestrian Party for a day, and his heart was cold, but he still insisted:
"Then you can't just be caught. This is the High Court! I don't believe that the Ma Party really dares to attack the city wantonly! ”
"Then you really underestimated Caesar, and you underestimated the horse party." Garth shook his head and prepared to leave.
Sir Aegon suddenly grabbed him and asked:
"Is Mace already running away?"
Garlston paused, and finally nodded slowly: "The high court can't hold it anymore." ”
"He's the Duke of High Court, Lord of the Riverbend!" Sir Aegon was suddenly furious, "Even if you die, you deserve to die in the High Court!" ”
Garth smiled coldly and sneered:
"Aegon are you worried that the Ma Party will settle accounts with you after they enter the city? In the original Deer Rebellion, you didn't keep your oath and glory. ”
"I'm also for ......the Tyrells," Ser Aegon suddenly deflated.
Garth snorted, but ignored the other and turned to leave.
Sir Aegon froze for a moment, his face struggling.
At this moment, he suddenly saw a group of maids running down the spiral staircase with a shout, and shouted:
"The old lady is gone! The old lady is gone! ”
Sir Aegon chuckled in his heart, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab a maid and asked:
"What do you say? Is Lady Olenna dead? ”
"Yes, yes......" The maid was horrified by Aegon's hideous face.
"How did you die?"
"I, I don't know." The maid cried and cried, "The old lady fell on the balcony, we thought she was asleep, but when we went up to check, we found that it was ......."
Sir Aegon threw the maid away and rushed up the stairs.
It wasn't until he saw Lady Olenna lying on the balcony with nothing to rest that the last shred of luck in Sir Aegon's heart was shattered.
The High Court is over!
Sir Aegon walked to his room in despair, and heard panicked shouts along the way, and the maids and servants were running around like headless flies, and a group of heavily armed guards hurried by, but when they saw the captain of the guard, they did not stop for the slightest.
In normal times, Sir Aegon would have stopped them, but now, he didn't have the heart to do so.
All the way back to his lodgings, Sir Aegon finally came to his senses and hurriedly began to pack his belongings.
The High Court will definitely not be able to stay, and the Valley City will not be able to return, and now that the Ma Party's control of the river bend is about to become a foregone conclusion, the Levill family is likely to hand it over in order to protect itself.
Sir Aegon knew that he had only one way to go to King's Landing and join the Lannisters.
In that case, Kaivon Lannister would have to be taken away.
Once packed, Ser Aegon immediately headed for the dungeon where Kevon was being held.
But when he arrived, he saw only an empty prison.
"What about the Kaivon?" Sir Aegon asked.
"Taken away by Sir Giles." The dungeon warden replied.
"Giles Buddha Flower?" Aegon was stunned when he heard the name of the illegitimate son of the head of the High Court.
Thinking back to the chance encounter just now, Sir Aegon finally realized that something was wrong.
Anger and panic instantly filled his heart, and he couldn't care much more, and immediately strode out.
Out of the dungeon, when Sir Aegon adjusted to the change of light, he saw a team of crossbowmen waiting for him outside!
Sir Aegon was frightened and immediately exclaimed:
"I want to see Lord Garth......"
Unfortunately, the crossbowmen on the opposite side ignored him at all, and arrows came out of the string one after another.
Sir Aegon was struck by several arrows and fell to the ground screaming.
In his blood-colored vision, he saw the corpse of another knight of House Tyrell lying beside him—
Like himself, this man was also a die-hard supporter of the Deer Party.
As he lay dying, Sir Aegon suddenly understood—
Garth Tyrell colluded with the Horse Party!
Unfortunately, it's too late to wake up now.
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Fruit Wine Room.
The doors and windows of Samwell's room were closed, and no candles were lit.
But it didn't fall into darkness.
A scarlet flame leaped in the palm of his left hand, bright and dazzling.
A faint gray mist swirled over the flames, converging and dispersing, like the breath of some kind of creature.
In the blink of an eye, the flames suddenly turned golden, then orange-red, and then green.
The flames swam back and forth on Samwell's skin like a sweet lover.
Due to the talent of the [Non-Burner], of course, he will not be injured by the flames, but he enjoys the feeling very much, like soaking in a hot spring.
Samwell drew his greatsword [Dawn].
Since returning from Bloodreef Island, the sword has never been able to ignite fire.
The red-gold lines disappeared completely, leaving only the original milky white sword body, smooth as glass.
Samwell slowly wiped his left hand over the sword, and the flames in his palm climbed the greatsword with joy, as if he had found his way home.
In a few moments, Dawn was burning again.
Although it no longer has red-gold lines, it has once again become a flaming sword.
Samwell swung his greatsword lightly, watching as it slashed a flash of fire in front of him.
Since the divine power of the Lord of Light, Rahlo, is gone, every swing will not cut the armor like chopping vegetables like before, and a sword will go down and die.
Now he himself "enchanted" the sword, but he was only able to create a giant sword that burned with flames.
It doesn't have the terrifying power of the previous one, but it doesn't put too much of a burden on Samwell.
Now [Dawn], he can swing it hundreds of times.
Samwell held the greatsword in front of him and silently looked at the burning milky blade.
Through the flames, he could clearly see his own reflection.
But gradually, the reflection on the sword's body was distorted by the firelight, and it seemed that mottled ashes floated out of it, swaying upward, gray and white, red and gold intertwined in the air.
The flames crackled faintly, but to Samwell's ears it became something else—
“Hantam…… Hantam……”
It's the voice again.
When he first added all the freedom attribute points brought by being the king to his spirit, Samwell had heard such words in a trance.
At the same time, burning cliffs appeared on the body of the giant sword, and the raging flames wrapped around the cliffs, but the next moment, the white mist poured into the mountains, bringing an unusually cold, so the flames were extinguished one after another.
That's when Samwell saw that it wasn't a mountain at all!
It's a myriad of skulls piled up!
“Hantam…… Hantam……”
"Shut up!" Samwell let out a low roar and extinguished the flames.
The body of the greatsword returned to its milky white color again, and the illusion disappeared.
But the murmur still filled the air like smoke, drilling into Samwell's ears.
He looked down at the mark Melisandre had left on his palm—
The silvery-white petals.
It originally had seven petals, but now, one of them is blurred.
Is the seal invalid?
Samwell frowned.
Knock Knock –
There was a knock on the door.
Samwell put away his thoughts and greatsword for a moment and went to open the door.
The attendant, Noah Rowan, was outside, handed over a letter, and said:
"Your Majesty, a letter just arrived from the High Court."
Samwell took it, unwrapped the wax, and swept it through, with a smile on his face:
"There's a riot in the High Court."
"The High Court is in chaos?" Noah was slightly startled, and then proposed, "Your Majesty, should we set off as soon as possible, and don't let Duke Mace and Lady Olena escape!" ”
"There's no hurry." Samwell said leisurely, "Isn't Earl Peck already leading the vanguard army to set out, so let's hurry up and catch up and tell him the news." Let him enter the High Court as soon as possible, stabilize the situation, and the army will arrive later. ”
"Yes!"
(End of chapter)