Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 14 Lannister must pay his debts

"It's it," the groom stuttered, looking in the direction of Ian's finger, "Oh, sir, that's Mrs. Hean's mount, a tall bay horse and a Dornish sand horse famous for its endurance. High-quality war horses bred by crossbreeding horses cost twice as much as ordinary war horses!"

The price of a war horse is about 20 times that of a farm horse, 10 times that of a working horse, and 3 times that of a domesticated horse. Six times that of a horse.

"This is just right for me, isn't it?" Ian smiled instead, "You know, you can't go hunting without a good horse. I'm going to win Miss Elano's favor this time."

"Sir, oh, that's not acceptable. I don't have the right to make such a decision. I have to ask the butler for this kind of thing." The groom shook his head quickly.

The groom's voice was so loud that it alarmed another younger groom who was working by the manger on the other side, and that man ran over quickly after hearing this.He was not in a hurry to speak, but just looked at the two of them, as if he hadn't figured out the situation yet.

"It's just a borrowed horse. What can I ask for instructions?" Ian frowned. "As for Mrs. He'an's mount? How old is Mrs. He'an? Can she still ride a horse? What's more? Tall horses." At her age, Dengzi would fall down while riding a bicycle, so she still wants to ride a horse?
"This... Mrs. He'an can't ride a horse of course. Her last horse has never been ridden by her since she was selected until she died of old age. But Mrs. He'an doesn't have to ride a horse. There must be no horses in the stable!This is the card of the Earl of Harrenhal!

"I only borrowed it for a week, and I will return the horse as soon as the hunt is over. If anything happens to the horse during this period, I will pay the original price. Haven't you heard the saying? pay."

"Sir, please don't embarrass yourself"

"Besides, isn't my horse still with you? This horse has been with me for many years. By the way, you don't really suspect that I want to dirty your horse?" Then you But I guessed it right.

"Okay, then I won't make things difficult for you, you can report to the stable steward now, I'll wait for you here," Ian took out a golden dragon, "By the way, tell him that this is my reward for borrowing a horse. "

The young groom who had been standing by the side without speaking seemed to have finally come to his senses, and walked up to Ian at once.

"Sir, the butler is not in Harrenhal at the moment, but I think he will agree to it when he finds out that it is you who want to borrow the horse, so I'd better take you to try the horse first, and we will report to him later. "He smiled flatteringly at Ian.

The old groom looked at him suspiciously.

"Leave everything to me, father, don't worry about it." The young groom shook his head at his father.

The Countess of Hean was old and had no heirs. Harrenhal hadn't held tournaments or hunts for countless years, and the horses in the stable were hardly used.

Because the lord didn't care, the stable manager didn't even go through the scene of inspecting the stables in recent years. He and his father had always been the only ones working here.

The Sir will return the horse in a week, who will find out in such a short time?
As for Lord Jazz not returning the horse?How can it be?Lannister must pay his debts!Three-year-olds know this!
Golden Dragon?What golden dragon?I did this just to make it easier for the knight master, it doesn't matter if it's a golden dragon or not!

"You do whatever you want." Ian said as if he didn't care, but he was relieved in his heart. If he really asked the other party to find the stable manager, he might have to give up the white horse and borrow an ordinary war horse instead. up.

Although that didn't affect his disguise of 'a certain Sir Lannister', it wasn't perfect after all.

Ian threw the gold coin into the air, and the young groom quickly caught it, checked it carefully, and put it in his pocket.

"This way, my lord." The young groom smiled happily, and led Mrs. He'an's horse out.

Because it has been incited a long time ago, its character is still docile. With his intermediate riding skills, Ian tamed this horse that did not resist in just one minute.

"My old buddy," Ian, who was riding on a white horse, looked back at the old groom who was still struggling, "I assure you, if I am lucky enough to win Countess Ellanor's favor this time, marry Maiden Quan If you are the heir of the town, I invite you to come to Nuquan Town as the steward, hahaha."

After speaking, Ian swaggered out of the stable on his horse.

The guard outside the door just glanced at him, and made way for him without any questioning.

It wasn't until Ian disappeared from their field of vision that a guard suddenly spoke and looked at his companion: "Did you feel that the knight got taller when he left?"

"What kind of nonsense is this?" The companion couldn't understand what he meant.

"No, nothing," the guard scratched his head, "probably an illusion."

Of course, Ian didn't know the guard's doubts. He turned back to the inn where he started, bought two jugs of ale and a dry ration there, and then left Harrenhal through the north gate, embarking on a journey to Saltpan Town.

To the north of Harrenhal is a large piece of fertile farmland. Because of this fertile soil, the owner of Harrenhal was once considered the wealthiest person in Westeros.

If there is no curse, this is the most ideal fiefdom in Westeros.

All the way through the meandering stream and the sunny field, rolling hills and low bushes began to appear in front of Ian's eyes. He slowed down his speed slightly and continued to move towards the direction of the King's Road .

According to Ian's original estimate, it would take him three days to reach Saltpan Town, but after changing this horse, if he hurry up, he can shorten the journey to one and a half days.

Of course, he wouldn't do that.

After all, even the best endurance horse, its endurance is nothing compared to its own explosive power.

A horse with a speed of 40 kilometers per hour can indeed run 40 kilometers in one hour, but it can only run less than 60 kilometers in two hours, and it takes 100 to 5 hours to run 7 kilometers, and this has to be Horses that have been trained for a long time.

If the horse usually lives relatively leisurely, then it is basically at the end of its strength here, and if it continues to run for another 20 kilometers or something, it may run to death.

Although the horses in Mrs. He'an's stable have inherent advantages in bloodlines, eat the best food, and receive the best care, Ian dare not overestimate their actual amount of exercise.

Therefore, it is Ian's best choice to let it trot at a speed of 10 kilometers per hour and try to reach Yanchang Town before the sun sets tomorrow.

Anyway, Yanchang Town is a port town, and the whole town is not enclosed within the city walls, so he doesn't have to worry about being blocked by the city gates when he arrives in the middle of the night.

At noon, Ian rested for a while in the grove beside the King's Road and had a slice of white bread for lunch, during which he only moistened his throat with ale twice.

He didn't want alcohol to affect his thinking in this world where he could fight at any time.

What?You ask him why he doesn't drink water?

In this era when there is no habit of boiling water before drinking, he would rather choose this low-alcohol ale, at least he can guarantee that it is a clean liquid.

After a short break at noon, Ian embarked on the journey again.

Not interested in enjoying the scenery along the way, Ian just hurried north silently.

Suddenly, Ian pulled the rein violently, looked at the direction of the end of the road, and murmured: "Where are we going?"

(End of this chapter)