Three people slowly came out of the darkness, one of them had a thin face and dull skin, but the eyes were bright. He was surrounded by two men of peculiar physique, one short and stocky, the other tall and burly, with bald heads glistening in the light of torches.

Varys and his two slave gladiators.

Humpty Dumpty had a bow and a crossbow in his hand, and a throwing spear in his bald hand.

As soon as the dwarf and the bald head came out, they naturally attacked their bodies with murderous aura.

"Prince Quentin, good evening. Varys said softly.

Quentin's miserable expression gradually calmed down: "Varys, I let you live." ”

"That's your mistake. Young people, you have to do everything you have to do, otherwise you can't get along with yourself. Varys spoke softly like a woman.

"I will take Mistress Varys to heart. Prince Quentin said.

The lesson this time is indeed profound enough, and the price paid is life.

"Prince Quentin, you don't have the same luck as me, you can't turn over. ”

"Lord Varys, the Martel family has always been your most loyal ally. ”

"I know this, and I've consulted it with Lord Will. The Martell family is indeed the ally we need, rich people and family ties with the Targaryen family, in order to continue to maintain the alliance with the Martel family, so Lord Will and I have made the decision to kill them all. ”

"You will kill me too, I gave you a horse, and I directed you to get on it and flee for your life. Quentin's tone grew calmer and calmer.

"That's where you don't have enough experience. You're ruthless, brave and resourceful, but you still owe a little heat. Varys spoke softly and showed his 'charming' smile, with 'waves' in his eyes.

With his legs between his legs, Will's horse stepped forward, removed the box from Quentin's horse, opened it, and brought out the dragon cage. When the two little dragons saw the torches, they screamed and kept bumping into the cage. When Will took out the cooked food from his arms, the two little dragons immediately behaved, staring at the cooked food in Will's hand with their heads tilted, their eyes rolling as if they were about to speak.

Will smiled slightly, put the cooked food into the cage, and the two little dragons immediately scrambled, although there were many onlookers, but they did not care about their demeanor.

Little Dragon Gluttony!

The aura on Will's body also reassured the two little dragons.

Dragons are magical creatures with intelligence, and as soon as Will's breath came out, the two little dragons stopped fluttering and chirping in their cages.

Their energy is also durable, and when they feel unwell, their fluttering chirp can last for a long time.

"Lord Will, if you kill me, you won't be able to clear Varys' suspicion of poisoning Drogo Kao, and Daenerys still won't trust Varys. If you spare my life and take me to Daenerys, I will confess my guilt to her, and I will be sentenced to be hanged, and Master Varys will be cleared of his grievances, and I can return to Daenerys to work. ”

Quentin Martell's proposal is very good, and arguably the best option, the sinners are ambushed, and the good people are cleared.

"Do you want to do that, Prince Quentin?" Varys whispered.

"I committed murder and broke the law, and you were wronged, isn't this the best ending?"

"Of course not. Varys laughed, "You want to do that, and you have a chance of Daenerys' forgiveness." Your chips are Dorne. But no matter what you think, and whether Daenerys hangs you or not, we won't come according to your ideas, we are different from you, and we have to do things that you can't think of. We hope that when you die, you won't understand why we did it. Tsk, tsk, a prince who is both civil and military, but why would you mess with an octopusal spider. ”

"Lord Varys, there's no second way for me?"

"No!" Varys smiled 'gently'. He looked at Will, "Your Excellency." He looked up at the sky and said softly, "It's not too early." ”

Will nodded, "All right, Sir Jorah, cut Prince Quentin's tongue." ”

"Yes, Lord Will. ”

Jorah drew his dagger, and Prince Quentin said, "Lord Will, I ask for a jousting trial. ”

"This is the continent of Essos, are there any rules for jousting trials?" Will asked Varys.

Varys touched his bald head, which had become a little rough, "Lord Will, there is a duel ceremony on the continent of Essos, which is similar to the trial of the tournament on the continent of Westeros. ”

"Okay, I'd like to hear how you want to be judged first?"

"My uncle, Oberon Martell, is my acting knight. Quentin said.

Will and Varys looked at each other, and Will said, "It seems that your tongue really can't be left, you are too good at finding opportunities and loopholes, and every time I feel embarrassed." ”

"You can't blaspheme the gods, the jousting judgment is a power given to me by the gods. Quentin Martell said.

"You're right, but I'm not trying to kill you right now, and you've confessed your guilt. If the sin is convicted, why should the judgment of the gods be judged, that is a lot of things. Sir Jorah, cut off his tongue. ”

"Then I'll be my own jousting knight. Sir Jorah, I will challenge you now, and duel you, will you dare to accept it?" exclaimed Quentin.

"Yes, I accept!" said Sir Jorah lightly.

Both Varys and Will looked lost, as if they had been struck by Quentin for their negligence.

Varys said, "Lord Will, who is sharper than Sir Jorah's swordsmanship compared to Quentin's?"

"I don't know. Will said.

"I have promised a duel. Sir Jorah said, "Lord Will, Lord Varys, please give me a little honor. ”

"Alright, then!" Varys closed his mouth and stepped back.

Will also carried the cage and stepped back.

The two murderous gladiators, the Short Man and the Bald Head, also stepped back and dragged away the corpses of Cletus and William, and took away the horses of Cletus and Archibad.

Quentin drew his sword and kicked the spur, which hurt the horse and lunged at Sir Jorah. Quentin grasped the sword in both hands, twisted his waist and turned around to bring all the strength of his body to his arms, and raised his sword high to slash at Sir Jorah's head.

Sir Jorah's legs were clamped, the horses were forward, the horses were staggered, Quentin's long sword slashed, but suddenly his arm hurt, and the arms of both hands holding the sword were pierced by a sword, and they were firmly nailed together.

What a fast sword!

The horses staggered by, and Jorah had no sword in his hand, which hung over Quentin's arm.

Burst!

Quentin's sword falls.

The horses on both sides were well-trained, and with a little force on their owners' legs, they turned around in circles and turned back.

"You, you, you're not Sir Jorah at all. Quentin's eyes widened, his face full of horror.

Sir Jorah did not answer, drew the dagger from his waist, rode forward, reached out and grabbed Quentin's shoulder, stretched out the dagger and forcibly pried Quentin's mouth open, and the dagger twisted in Quentin's mouth.

Yes!

Prince Quentin's screams echoed through the night sky.

"Prince Quentin, you are now my dumb captive, and you are honestly waiting for me by my side. If I feel that you are trying anything, I will scratch your face, pierce your eyes, deafen your ears, and chop off ten of your fingers. Sir Jorah's voice changed, and became Arya's, colder than ice.

Prince Quentin, who was so hurt that he was almost unconscious, could not answer, his mouth was full of blood, but he was still sane, and his heart was broken, and he nodded desperately.

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2 p.m. on the recommendation, so the next one is around 2 p.m.