Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 38 Casting a Net

"Are you worried about being retaliated?" Ian knew what he meant.

"Yes, of course we are worried. The people you want to arrest include mercenary knights. If it is a frontal battle, it is of course no problem for the mercenaries to attack the knights. But what you want us to do is to arrest the right ones." , If you catch it wrong, it's called kidnapping!
Kidnapping a knight for no reason is a provocation to the entire noble class. If we catch a wrong one and you release him, he may not dare to retaliate against you, but we cannot escape. Once he reports his experience to the high lord There, even if I survived because I became your servant, these mercenaries under me will also face annihilation. "

"So you want to silence all the wrong people?" Ian's eyelids twitched, and he read the message from Denzel's eyes.

"You are really considerate, Sir Lucian." Denzel quickly lowered his head.

"No no." Ian shook his head subconsciously.

"Of course, of course, sir, you are an anointed knight and an apostle of the Father [Note 1] on earth. Of course, the crime of killing innocent people has nothing to do with you. These are our own decisions."

"Enough!" Ian interrupted Denzel, this is not what he wanted.

If he just hunted and killed players, of course he wouldn't have any psychological burden

But those ordinary passers-by.
Ian can imagine how many people the mercenary team will catch by mistake after his net is cast out.

Kill them all?He shook his head, it wasn't what he wanted.

Maybe there is still room for improvement in the plan?
The next moment he dismissed the idea.

Because he found that what Denzel said was an unavoidable problem.

There is no doubt that if he does not allow the mercenaries to silence the wrongly caught, then there will be no mercenaries to serve him.

Mercenaries will fight for money, but not die for money.

Therefore, the silencing of all those caught is a necessary condition of this plan, and it is indispensable.

"I only take away the people I want to arrest." Ian shook his head and let out a sigh of relief. "If you catch the wrong person, that's your business. How you deal with it has nothing to do with me."

Ian couldn't think of a good way for a while. He didn't want to kill innocent people by mistake, but he couldn't give up his hunting plan because he was afraid of killing people by mistake.

Where possible, he will try to avoid the death and injury of innocent people, but if it is impossible, he does not intend to pretend to be noble.

When players start a war in the later stage, tens of thousands of casualties are easily caused. Compared with this, what are these casualties?
"Yes, sir." Denzel nodded quickly, he knew that Sir Lucian had acquiesced to his request.

"Then the second group." Ian looked at Eric again, "You and the rest of Spike's subordinates are under my command and stationed in the inn.

After our target enters the inn, he may start to test the identities of other people, and it is these guys that you need to focus on.Of course, I myself will stay in the hall most of the time to identify the targets myself, besides," Ian suddenly thought of a good way,

"Choose a good-looking person from among your men, and we will equip him with a set of equipment that is exactly the same as the hedge knight I want to capture, and then let him sit alone at a table in the hall and drink.

If anyone comes to test him, let someone go to the back kitchen and report to Martha, and let Martha pour sweat medicine into that person's wine."

"What?" Martha was a little confused.

"anesthetic."

"what?"

"A drug that can make people faint."

"Seven Hells! How could I have something like that?" Martha shrieked.

"." Blame me for reading too many martial arts novels?Ian pinched the bridge of his nose, "There must be medicine for his diarrhea, right?"

"Not this one. But I know that there is a certain kind of mushroom in the forest in the back mountain. After eating it, it will make people weak and even hallucinate."

Red umbrellas, white poles, after eating deck boards?
"Then use that. In short, let him lose his strength so that others can take him away quietly. And if someone chooses to directly attack us as a bait, then other mercenaries will use the name of subduing him to avoid causing trouble." The other guests brought him to me suspiciously."

"In this way, we all have missions. Who will help you compete for the treasure of Blackfyre? Do you want to ask the family for help?" Denzel was a little disappointed. In that case, they would miss the treasure.

"Have you seen the shadow of the Black Flame Treasure? Is there any evidence that this thing exists? What should I ask the family for help?" Ian asked domineeringly, to cover up the fact that he could not ask the family for help.
"I'm interested in the so-called black fire treasure, but that's nothing compared to my own mission, understand?"

"I'm sorry sir, I didn't question your decision." Denzel always kept his posture very low, and immediately apologized as soon as he found Ian was unhappy.

This made Ian wonder how much society beat this young Dornishman. You must know that the proud Dornishman never bowed his head to the dragon of Aegon the Conqueror, and even used the ballista to kill Aegon's sister Reynis. The dragon Meraxes was killed from the sky.

"Then, Granson and Denzel, each of you choose one of your subordinates to go to the nearest castle with Case to purchase the armaments needed to rearm the two mercenary teams, including armor, weapons and horses." Ian He originally wanted Case to buy a set of plate armor for himself, but when he thought that it would be best to customize it, he temporarily dismissed the idea.

"Until they come back, we won't control the King's Road for the time being, just keep an eye on the inn." Anyway, it's the big head here, "Denzel, you and the dirty jokes are going to arrange it now, by the way, by the way, help Martha Do your best to tidy up the hall as soon as possible."

"Yes, sir." Denzel took the order to leave.

"And then there is the question of the Blackfyre Treasure, Sir Granson, tell me all you know."

"To be honest, I know very little information, because I did not act with Boss Morgan. He arranged me at the Crossroads Inn and asked me to pretend to be someone who did not belong to the Black Falcon Mercenary Corps, in order to attract those who are interested in the Black Falcon Mercenary Group. An outsider interested in the Fire Treasure hires me so that I can be his eye," Ser Granson explained.

"Has Black Falcon ever said why he came to this inn yesterday?"

"Never told me that we have no relationship on the surface, so we deliberately kept a distance. I think his adopted son Dorian should know something. But now Dorian is probably full of revenge for Black Falcon He should not accept your employment."

"So why would I need to hire him? We obviously have better ways to get him to talk, don't we?"

"I do not understand what you mean."

"If we went to investigate Black Falcon's death and help him avenge him, wouldn't it be natural for him to share all the information with us?"

Notes: 1. Heavenly Father, one of the seven gods of Westeros, represents judgment, and its image is a bearded man holding a balance.

(End of this chapter)