449 Stealing
Tyrion Lannister is woken up by the creaking sound of the cell door opening.
"Are you here to kill me?" The light of the torch blinded him, but he refused to admit defeat, "Will my merciful father not let me be put on public trial?" Is he worried that I will expose all his schemes? β
"Lord Tyrion, it's so easy for you to misunderstand me."
"Varys?" Tyrion recognized the voice.
When his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw that the "octopus" was wearing a brown robe, exuding a pungent smell of wine, and his originally round and smooth face was now covered with a beard.
"You have a lot of fake identities." Tyrion teased, "Say, what are you doing to me dressed up like this?" You're not going to let me go, are you? β
"You're so smart." Varys smiled, "Let's go, while it's night, I'll take you to the harbor, where there's a ship bound for Pantos and about to set sail." β
Tyrion was not surprised, but squinted his eyes at the person who came, and asked:
"Why help me?"
"We've been working together for so long, it's only time to save your life. And I know that King's Landing is not your fault for the lack of food, and as for the sacks of sand that are not your business. β
Tyrion clasped his hands in front of his chest and said:
"Since you know so well, why didn't you just say it in the throne hall before?"
Varys sighed:
"How dare I open my mouth then? The situation in King's Landing was supported by Lord Tywin, and if the northern nobles knew that he had played tricks on food, the consequences would be unimaginable. β
Tyrion sneered:
"I didn't expect you to be so loyal to my father?"
"It is my duty to serve the Hand of the King."
Tyrion scoffed, "And now? Did Tywin tell you to let me go? β
Varys put on a helpless expression:
"Lord Tyrion, I was kind enough to get you out, so why should you be so aggressive. If you really don't trust me, you can stay here and wait for tomorrow's judgment. β
"I'll go with you." Tyrion simply got up from the ground and staggered out of the prison door.
Varys smiled and turned to lead the way.
The dungeon was dark and silent, except for the faint sound of shoes scraping against the rough stone floor.
After walking for a while, Tyrion couldn't help but ask:
"How are you going to send me out of King's Landing?"
Varys used the key to open an iron door under the arch beam, and turned back:
"Don't worry, Lord Tyrion, I can send you outside King's Landing without alarming anyone."
"Through a secret passage under the Red Keep?"
"Yes."
At this time, the two came to a small circular room, and in front of them appeared five iron gates, the roof was a patio, and the walls were set up with iron rings for climbing, and in the corner there was a magnificent brazier, and the charcoal fire in it had been reduced to ashes, but still emitted a little faint yellow light.
Tyrion suddenly came to his senses and immediately said:
"You were the one who let go of the 'Red Viper' in the first place!"
Varys neither admitted, but also did not deny, just shook his head and smiled:
"Lord Tyrion, your own life is at stake, and you still have time to explore the old story of three years ago?"
Tyrion stared into Varys' eyes, and at this moment, he figured out a lot.
Not only the escape of Prince Oberon, but also the inexplicable death of Petyr Berry in the dungeon, Petyr Berry, and the later Dorne War...... Everything is clearly manipulated by someone behind the scenes!
And this manβ
Not Varys. Otherwise, the Golden Regiment would have landed a long time ago.
The other man's face came to Tyrion naturally.
The man who made the most profits, and the one who was most motivated to do all this, was the man who took advantage of this war in Dorne to rise quickly and gradually become the top player of the Game of Thrones of the Seven Kingdoms -
Caesar!
"Caesar told you to release me, didn't he?" Tyrion straightened.
A hint of surprise flashed in Varys' eyes, but it quickly vanished:
"Lord Tyrion, you have too much heart."
"Tell me, Varys, what exactly is Caesar's plan? Why did you let me go? β
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Don't say it?" Tyrion clasped his hands to his chest, "Okay, then I'm not leaving." β
"If you don't leave now, when they find out that the dungeon is empty, I'm afraid you won't be able to leave!"
"That's right, I'll be waiting for Caesar below." Tyrion looked indifferent, "Anyway, it won't be long before he can lead his army into King's Landing." I'm going to ask him face to face what he's up to. β
Now Varys was in a hurry:
"Lord Tyrion, you're trying to kill me!"
"So you'd better be honest with me."
"I've always told the truth, but you don't believe me."
"Hah! If the spider didn't lie, then the dwarf would be the number one knight in the Seven Kingdoms. Tyrion leaned against the wall for a long time, and said leisurely,
"Since you don't say it, let me guess. The Red Viper believed your story and escaped King's Landing, only to be charged with the murders of Jon Arryn, Petyr Berish, and Fellow Paischer.
So, if I escape this time, what will I be charged with?
Well, at least there's no escaping the charge of putting sand in a grain bag, but there's certainly more to it than that, and there's Caesar and you trying to frame me...... What could it be? β
"Not really!" Varys almost swore an oath, "Lord Tyrion, go!" We're going to miss that ship any later! β
"You want to kill my father." Tyrion said in a firm tone.
Varys was stunned.
"Sure enough." Tyrion whistled lightly, "You want to kill Tywin, what better scapegoat than me, a grudge, guilty dwarf, who escaped secretly?" β
Seeing that the plan was discovered, Varys stopped defending himself and persuaded instead:
"His Majesty Caesar has left you a way to live, Lord Tyrion. It's better to go across the Narrow Sea, find a place where no one knows you, and start your life all over again than staying in King's Landing and being Tywin's scapegoat. I'm telling you, if you don't go, you won't survive this time.
The lack of food has caused a lot of resentment among the northern nobles, and in a critical situation, Tywin will indeed cut off your head and quell the wrath. β
"I believe that." Tyrion shrugged, "But now that I've said that, there are some things I wouldn't want to leave Westeros if I don't figure them out." β
"What's the matter?"
"Do you know Tessa?"
"Yes, your last wife."
"Do you know if she's a farmer's daughter, or a technician hired to seduce me?" Tyrion asked, with a hint of anticipation.
Varys shook his head and sighed:
"I'm sorry, Lord Tyrion, but I can't answer that question for you either."
"You don't know everything, don't you?" Tyrion pointed upwards, "We're under the Prime Minister's Tower now?" β
"Yes."
"Tell me how to get to my father's room." Tyrion pulled out a smile, which looked particularly hideous in the dim light of the fire, "Maybe I can help you." β
(End of chapter)