Bang!

Tiger punched the wall.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became.

The Duke of Tywin has always been very important to the Charlottes, and entrusted them with the responsibility of defending the Golden Road, and rewarded them with the mountains rich in mineral veins in the Silver Mountain Range.

But what the sons did to hide from Tiger this time was terrible, and what they did made Duke Tywin very unhappy.

The authority of the Duke of Tywin is absolutely not to be offended.

In the bedroom inside the living room, there was a sobbing sound from Mrs. Tiger.

The news of the death of her youngest son, Alva, saddened Madame.

On this trip north, in order to get close to Queen Cersei Lannistra, Tiger Charlotte specially brought his wife with him, so that he could talk and chat with Queen Cersei during the two-month journey. The journey was long and hard, and Queen Cersei needed a noblewoman playmate who could relieve fatigue and loneliness.

"Don't cry. Tiger said angrily.

“...... My son...... He's dead...... What the hell...... Magic Mountain...... The Demon Mountain of Ten Thousand Broken Pieces ......"

Tiger rushed to the bedroom door: "You are scolding here, but you don't know that disaster is coming?

The 'rainy season of Casterme' was sung in the Seven Kingdoms, and no one heard it. Two of the most powerful families in the West were exterminated for offending the Lannisters. The family territory is still deserted, and the grass is everywhere.

Madame lifted her tear-stained face, and the crying came to an abrupt end. Her grief vanished, replaced by shock.

“...... Yes...... So...... Is it serious......?"

"Look at this letter?"

"The letter does not contain any accusations made by the Duke of Tywin against us. ”

"Yes, no, Master Tywin just said to Maester Potter that I should take care of my son, and the next thing is, if I don't care, he does. Don't you understand what it means for Duke Tywin to take care of my son?"

Madame let out an exclamation in her throat and covered her mouth involuntarily with her hand.

Her face was pale, and her body trembled slightly.

"However, Sir Gregor also said that poisoning and cavalry raids have nothing to do with our Silver Hall Charlottes, they are all the work of Alan Charlotte. ”

"Do you believe it yourself?" Tiger sneered.

“...... I...... Believe ......"

"I don't believe it, and neither does Duke Tywin. ”

“...... For...... What ......"

Madame noticed that her slight tremor was uncontrollable, and her body began to chill.

"Alan Charlotte, the captain of the mine guard, how could he get the golden Qingting Island wine to Sir Gregor without the permission of our Chariot family?

Madame was speechless!

"My only fear right now is that Duke Tywin will think I'm in the know. ”

“...... So what are we going to do?" The tears on Madame's face had dried as she suddenly stepped forward, "You hurry up and reply to Duke Tywin, I'll go to Maegar House to find Queen Cersei and explain the situation, we don't know anything about what happened in the West, it wasn't you who ordered it, and it wasn't me. Madame stammered and spoke incoherently.

She rushed out of the bedroom, hurried back, opened the closet, and rummaged through the clothes: "Tiger, which one do you think I wear better?white?red?pink or silk?No, no, no, I'm going to put on makeup first." Oh, Kashia, where are you? Damn Kashia, I'm going to cut off your head, give me makeup, you damn idiot. ”

"You can't just calm down. Tiger said angrily, "We were in King's Landing when it happened, and Lord Tywin must not be sure if I ordered the poisoning of Ser Gregor, so we must seize this opportunity to clarify and obtain Sir Gregor's forgiveness." ”

“...... No, why take the forgiveness of that damn magic mountain...... All we need is Lord Tywin's trust......"

"You don't understand anything...... Sit back and put on some makeup. I'll have to write to Duke Tywin, Sir Gregor, and Addo Chariot at once, that you put on your makeup and go to Maegor to meet Queen Cersei. ”

*

Westside, Fort Krygon.

Gregor stood on the high steps and looked at the eleven black men. These men were the subjects of his domain, and they were called back by a military service order.

As soon as the military service order was issued, the Chariot mine had to settle the bill and release the people immediately.

Each lord has absolute right to military service to the people of the realm.

Of the eleven miners, one of the eleven miners had three people, two had two people, and the remaining four belonged to four households, which meant that four of the men died in the mine. Thomas Mann's son died in a mine collapse the day before he returned.

These people are the entire male force in Gregor territory.

But not skilled warriors.

Miners who can really be warriors, in Gregor's eyes, need to be trained.

A skilled warrior who can fight is not a miner, a farmer, a fisherman, or a hunter.

This time, Gregor summoned them back with a military service order, not only to ask them to put on armor and bring swords to fight, but also to ask them to go mining.

Gold mining.

Thomas Mann, a current horseman and former miner, was in charge of leading the miners.

After he finished his stammering speech to the eleven miner brothers, the miners collectively looked at Thomas Mann in silence, they had a lot of questions, but Lord Magic Mountain was next to him, and there were a few notorious Magic Mountain henchmen who killed people without blinking, and they would rather do something wrong than say something wrong.

"I see that you all have something in your hearts, so say it. I will not punish you for speaking your doubts, and whoever is the first to speak will be rewarded with a bag of salt, a good horse, a suit of armor, and a good sword. Gregor said. There was a rare lack of ferocity in his voice.

The audience was silent.

The people also know that Magic Mountain has recently had a ruthless fight with the Chariot family and made a windfall.

A bag of salt, a good horse, a suit of armor and a good sword, such a great reward, something that these men could not refuse but could not believe. They can't earn so much in their lifetime.

The price of a good sword is enough for them to dig in the mine for twenty years.

"Notepad. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

"After three heartbeats and no one speaks, you clean them up one by one. ”

"Yes, what do you want me to do with them?"

"Cut out their tongues. Since they don't like to talk, their tongues are superfluous. ”

"Yes, sir. The notepad giggled.

Sweet-mouthed Raff, executioner Dunson, and brain-dead Polliver all smiled happily.

They are very fond of doing this kind of work, such as piercing people's eyes, cutting off people's tongues, cutting off people's hands and feet, and so on.

There was a brief silence, and then it was broken by a stammering voice: "Lord Gregor, the place where you arranged for us to go to the mine is not our territory. ”