Robert was a short-tempered man, and once his fire was rising, no one could suppress it.

Maybe as the former Prime Minister of his adoptive father, Lord Jon Arryn could, but the old man had died an unnatural death.

Even this news, Ed did not dare to reveal it to Robert, because if he was not careful, it would cause turmoil in the kingdom.

Both Ed and Berish were driven out of the king's tent.

This time, the king called two of his attendants to tie his armor tightly, and he had to stuff the fat from his belly into it.

If it really doesn't work, let the blacksmith come and knock on the spot.

Standing outside the king's tent, Ed grimaced and tried not to let himself go to see Petyr Berish.

If Len had pointed out this man's problem, Ed would have thought it was just an example of trying to pat the king and himself on the back, but the flattery would have turned out to be counterproductive because he didn't understand the character.

Berish was at fault and in trouble, but not deliberately. So with Eddard's emphasis on glory and rules, he probably wouldn't even be angry at Baerich.

will only sulk on their own and swallow dryness.

But now, Ed can clearly feel that this guy has pinched the character of Robert Shun Donkey, and then deliberately contradicts him to provoke him to play!

In the past, Ed estimated that regardless of thirty-seven twenty-one, he would directly ask straight to the point.

But the information and vision that Lan brought him gave him an idea of what King's Landing was all about.

So now, the Prime Minister is trying not to let himself look at Berish and calm his voice.

"The king can't stop me, I'm going to arrange the game later, and I will leave."

Immediately after separating from Berish, Ed began searching for Lann in the camp.

Fortunately, although the prime minister's family did not stay at the competition ground last night, the tent was still set up, after all, the status was there.

So when Ed wanted to find Lane, he easily found the young man in the tent left behind, chatting with the other members of the guard.

"Neck? Is that near the place where I met you? The specialty beast is a lion, so I'll hunt one if I have a chance. Is its venom really as exaggerated as you say? ”

"Further north in the North, there are giants? Ah, I don't think I'm going, that's too far. ”

When Ed lifted the thick curtain of the tent and entered, the first thing he saw was Lann checking the clasp of his armor, and the guards chatting with him in a circle.

Thanks to the increasingly refined but heroic appearance now, and the habit of listening to everyone's hometown specialty, that is, collecting information on alchemy materials.

Lan En is very popular with the Guardian Team right now, and everyone likes to talk to him.

Being good-looking is an advantage. JPG

"Lann, come out." Ed stood in the doorway, curtaining and talking.

When the guards saw the adults coming, they were not nervous, but they still dispersed the circle.

Rann walked over to Ed from the crowd and followed him out to a secluded corner.

"What's the matter?"

Rann asks Eddard.

"I have collected a batch of strange animal and plant materials you want, and now they are in the basement of the Prime Minister's Tower, so you can go back and take a look."

"Uh-huh, then?"

Lan Encai didn't believe it, this kind of thing that had been discussed in public and was well known had to be brought out separately to inform him.

Sure enough, Ed pursed his lips and spoke with helplessness and anger in his expression.

"After that, the group competition will be played by the king of martial arts."

The witcher raised his eyebrows, "You didn't stop him?" ”

"Stopped, even stopped! But Robert's fire was stirred up again by Baerich. Lanne, Berish must have a purpose in letting the king go! I want you to protect him. ”

Lan En frowned and remained silent.

The intention of instigating the king to participate in the big mixed arts of the group competition is already very obvious. It must be to attack the king in the process.

The reason why Petyr Berish was so easily seen through by Ed this time was because Ed had already known his black material and had a sufficient understanding of his character.

If there is no such layer, even if the king dies on the spot in the arena, he will be condemned for his mouthfulness at best, and no one can suspect him.

And Ed couldn't tell the king the whole truth of the matter at this time, so that he knew that he was in danger.

Because Ed's fundamental purpose is to maintain the stability of the kingdom, if he tells the king about this, it will inevitably involve the unnatural death of the former prime minister, and a lot of related things.

The kingdom will be in turmoil as a result.

In an instant, Lan En contacted Mentos to do a good job of thinking logic, and he had already sorted things out.

Lan turned his head to look at the fighters in the distance who were already gearing up to enter the team arena.

His face and neck were covered with black mud, and he knew that the body smell was very heavy even if he didn't smell it, and he carried a long sword or a war hammer or flail in his hand, and various shields.

Most of the body is chain mail and leather armor, which are cheap protective gear.

There were a few knights, with shiny armor and a cloak with the family crest on their shoulders.

In simple terms –

Native chickens and dogs, the first generation of the plugged seller.

"There should be no problem in keeping the king, but let's talk about it first."

Lan En smiled nonchalantly.

"I won't give up the position of champion to the king."

Ed breathed a sigh of relief after Rann agreed.

I don't know when he has been very trusting of this man who led his daughter halfway. Whether it's character or ability.

"Ha, you'd better win the championship. Robert loves the warriors more than he loves his wife! If you beat him down in a dignified manner, not only the bonus and reputation, but also the keel you have always wanted will not be a problem. He could even give you all the bones of the Black Death' Bellerion! ”

"When I fought King's Landing with him, he swept all those Targaryen keels under the Red Keep. You open your mouth, and he will surely give. ”

That's a pretty good payout for this commission.

Although Lan En was limited by the environment, he had not yet begun to study the alchemical nature of the dragon bone.

But the abundance of growth alone is enough to show that this is a valuable material.

The master of ceremonies' horn sounded, indicating that the group competition was about to begin.

In the distance, the crowd of mercenaries, warriors, and wandering knights couldn't wait to rush into the fenced playing field.

Lan also waved at Ed and walked over.

The crowd was cheering, they were cheering for the fiercest and bloodiest scene to see today.

Then, the voices of the audience suddenly fell silent.

Lane, who was walking into the field, turned his head and unexpectedly saw the king, who was already dressed in armor, holding a huge two-handed war hammer, standing on the high platform where he had watched the battle yesterday.

Then, he raised the hammer in his hand towards the audience.

Then the silent cheers exploded twice as loudly as before!

"The King is here! The King is here! ”

"That's the warhammer that killed Prince Rhaegar Targaryen! Oh, my God! It's huge! ”

Robert enjoyed the cheers and the impending fierce fight, stepping off the high platform.

At this time, Lan En also walked in front of him.

"Aha! Defeated the Bloodhound! Let's try our hand at it today! ”

"Maybe you should challenge yourself and stand to the end?"

Hey, stand to the end? See if I won't give you a scoop for a while! ”

"Welcome to try."

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