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Chapter 53 Tavern
"It's here, a very nice tavern in my impression." Desmond pointed to a tavern and said.

He led a few people to an alley at the waist of the Visenya hills near the sea, where the stench almost disappeared due to the sea breeze, and it was a good place to eat.

The decoration of the store looks okay. From the outside, you can see that the tavern has a wide view. Sitting inside, you can overlook the Black Water Bay and the huge Red Castle.

Arthur nodded, took the lead to go in, and sat down at the few empty tables left.

"Boss, what food do you serve today?"

A little girl in a light beige linen dress with freckles on her face ran over and introduced the special food of her restaurant to Arthur and others in repeated voices, and especially recommended the rice wine brewed in the store.

Judging from her appearance, she is about fourteen or fifteen years old. Although she looks immature, she is already very proficient in dealing with customers.

"Then give me a large charcoal-grilled steak, two roasted pigeons, two pieces of bread, and a small barrel of rice wine. Let these gentlemen and the gentlemen on that table order themselves."

According to the eating habits of Westeros, which is close to the Renaissance period, there are basically no other means except cooking, roasting and stewing.

And the practice of stewing a large group of ingredients into one pot made Arthur lose his appetite.

Only grilled steak and lamb chops can make him want to start cooking.

"Okay!" The little girl smiled sweetly, curtseyed to Arthur, and then turned to record the food ordered by the others.

After all, the people in the city of King's Landing can give a gift to the noble customers when they order a meal.

Thinking that the villagers in his territory would only smile foolishly when they saw him, the impression of the little girl Arthur immediately improved.

He took out four or five copper coins, and stuffed them into the little girl's hands after she finished counting down the food for everyone in the group.

The little girl was very clever. Seeing that her parents were not looking at her, she hurriedly stuffed the copper plate into her trouser pocket.

And winked playfully at Arthur, turned and left.

It was meal time, and there were many people in the tavern.

Arthur and the others also followed the trend and chatted with people from all over the world.

"Hey, I think the team battle must be won by King Robert, not to mention his natural supernatural power, who dares to fight the king."

"That's not necessarily true. He is so fat that he can't wear his own plate armor. Can he still fight?"

Because of Robert's extremely loose rule, the common people and the wandering knights in the streets and alleys can talk about their king.

Even the competitive ones, after remembering the female workers in the technical institute that Robert had slept with, ran to the king's side.

And ask whether you are longer or the king is longer.

This length is not only physiological, but also temporal.

In this atmosphere, knights and minor nobles relished talking about some of the king's private affairs, and gained a certain sense of pleasure from it.

Arthur was not interested in this, so he took the initiative to pick a topic: "Who do you think is the champion of the spear riding competition?"

After all, this is what he should care about. The spear cavalry champion will be rewarded with [-] golden dragons. With this item in hand, his purpose of coming to King's Landing has been achieved.

It would be even better if he could gain a relationship with a big family in the southern border and have thousands of sets of armor.

Hearing this, the customers in the same room expressed their opinions one after another.

"It must be Loras, the Knight of Flowers. Last time he shot down the Kingslayer, but he stole the show."

Loras Tyrell is the third son of the Duke of Mace, the guardian of the southern border. He was named the Knight of Flowers because he liked to wear a waistcoat full of flowers on his mount.

"Come on! Baihua won the fight without even seeing the hounds. Can he beat the two fierce men from the Clegane family?"

The Hound is the Mountain's younger brother, Sandor Clegane.

After the Mountain was knighted by Prince Rhaegar, the Hound ran to Casterly Rock overnight with his horse on his back, vowing to serve the Lannister family.

This behavior is very similar to the oath knight, but because his brother Moshan became a knight, the Hound looked down on this title, so he is the oath warrior of the Lion family.

Now, the Hound is being instructed by Queen Cersei to serve as a squire to the prince Joffrey the Great.

Later, Barristan, the captain of the Kingsguard, was dismissed by Joffrey, and the Hound was recruited into the Kingsguard. He also became the first non-knight in the history of Westeros to serve as the Kingsguard.

"I'm more optimistic about the Magic Mountain."

"Speaking of which, Kingslayer still has the power to fight."

"Why don't you mention the meaningless Barristan? He is a veteran master, and he has not lost a single defeat in decades."

Someone immediately objected to this point of view: "Fart, I can count Barristan's failures in the face, he is already old and out of shape."

"It just shows that he has a lot of experience."

"There's also Beric Dondarrion that you didn't mention, he is also a master."

"Stop talking nonsense, does Bailey have any famous victories? Hundred Blossoms, Hounds, Kingslayer, Magic Mountain, who can he beat?"

The most active customers held different opinions and could not convince each other.

The way they quarrel, it seems that these people are their relatives and friends.

But in fact, these top knights in Westeros may never interact with them in their entire lives.

The argument died down as the meal was served.

The smell of wine and meat showed their existence wantonly in the whole tavern, and Arthur's stomach hooked began to sing.

Fortunately, the little girl served the food in time, so Arthur picked up a fat pigeon and started to eat it.

"Oh, what are you doing?" the little girl suddenly called out.

Arthur squinted and saw that she was standing in front of a drunken young nobleman, and it seemed that the two had made physical contact.

The owner and his wife of the tavern immediately ran out, first asked the little girl to apologize, and then said with a smile on their faces that they would give the barrel of rice wine for free.

But the little girl lost her temper, she shook off her parents' hands and was about to run into the back kitchen.

Arthur didn't care about this little episode. This is King's Landing City, and the law and order can be regarded as the best place in the entire continent. Even the nobles of the Earl's level in other places would not dare to bully the common people at will.

Because the civilians in King's Landing City can be regarded as the direct subjects of the king, with Robert's face, the nobles will restrain themselves a little.

Arthur quickly finished eating the pigeon, and then directly picked up the steak and started cooking.

Seeing that Arthur's popularity is so unrefined, Patrick gently reminded: "Be more elegant! It doesn't match your image of a handsome boy."

The lord of the Moulin Rouge ignored it, and finished eating the steak that was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and then took a sip of rice wine in his mouth.

The rice wine was surprisingly good. He hiccupped comfortably, and then said to Patrick, "It's because I'm handsome that I don't need to pay attention to my image. For someone as ugly as you, you can only rely on elegant demeanor."

Just when he was about to eat another pigeon, an accident happened.

"You let me go, I don't want to apologize to them."

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