Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 52 The Unlucky Darry Family

"Have you ever seen such an old damn servant like us?" Bronn muttered immediately, "I wouldn't give you these even if I starved to death."

"This is just a deposit. Your reward is 1 golden dragon per week." Ian ignored his words and said to himself.

He didn't set the price too far, because that would arouse suspicion. Anyway, this price is already overestimated for Bronn at this moment.

"...serious knights feeding horses, shoveling manure or taking off your goddamn boots. What did you just say? A golden dragon a week? Oh, by the Seven, feeding horses is my favorite." Bronn said. Made an exaggerated expression, "I was at my grandfather's house when I was young."

"I'm not interested in stories about your childhood."

"Oh, so what are you interested in? Need me to kiss your ass?"

I see you smiling like a chrysanthemum, "I need you to feed my horse, and if necessary, I want you to slit the throat of my enemy."

"Fair deal, trust me, even if the Stranger is your enemy, I'll put a dagger in his Assh"

"Stop, stop, stop, don't say that word in front of me in the future." Ian interrupted Bronn hastily.

"as you wish."

"Sir, I can also feed the horses." Seeing that Ian finally stopped, Chiggen quickly interjected, "I don't need the same high salary as him. I hope you can hire me as well."

Ian really wanted to answer Bronn's words on the spot, have you ever seen such an old damn squire like you?I recruited Bronn not because of Bronn's ability to feed horses, but because of Bronn's sword. What do you have in Chigen?
But after thinking about it, he really needs someone who is really responsible for feeding the horses, so he nodded and said, "Your salary is only 30 silver stags per week. If you get involved in a battle, it will be doubled. Do you have any objections?"

"No, sir." Chiggen frowned, but still accepted the price. 30 silver stags per week is the price of a normal combat mercenary, and he only needs to do some chores. If he fights, he can get 60 silver stags. Already a great job.

As for being jealous of Bronn?People are only jealous of people who are a little stronger or weaker than themselves because they are just lucky. It is impossible for a guy like Boron who can beat himself three or five times at the same time to feel jealous, and he knows very well , he was able to be this servant because of Bronn's favor.

After seeing Chiggen's commission, the mercenaries around Denzel also turned their eyes away, secretly delighted, because although their reward was not as good as Bologn's old bastard, it was much higher than Chiggen's.

Like Chiggen, they are not jealous of Bronn, they are all mercenaries in this generation, and they still know what Bronn is capable of.

"So," said Bronn, putting his arms around his whore, "we'll talk about it later?"

"This early in the morning?"

"Morning is the best." Bronn replied with a kiss on the woman's cheek, smiling.

"Have you forgotten that you are my squire?"

"But you invited me, have you forgotten? This should be part of the agreement." Polon argued on the spot.

"Okay," Ian laughed, and he turned to Chiggen, "you go too, buddy, it's part of the deal"

Chiggen hesitated for a moment, bowed to Ian, and led a woman upstairs.

After sending the two away, Ian returned to the table.

Luo Er shook his head at him, expressing that he didn't notice anything unusual about who's expression when Ian recruited Bronn just now.

"Just be vigilant, by the way," Ian looked at Case, "Why did it take you so long to buy weapons?"

Case glanced at Ian and didn't answer, which made Ian frown.

What's up with this guy?Given that Case was active in carrying out his orders, Ian did not doubt his loyalty.

But since he came to his side until now, Ian has not heard Case say a word.

Is there aphasia?

"Case, he can't speak." Luo Er helped him explain.

Sure enough, Ian secretly thought.

"Case is the first warrior in our batch to complete the training," Luo Er suddenly talked about Case's past for some reason.

Ian has nothing to do with it. Although these two knights are religious dead men trained by the organizer, they are freed after training. Therefore, their knowledge can undoubtedly enrich Ian's understanding of the world.

"When he was young, he traveled almost all over Essos," Rolle continued, "he won the championship in the great arena in Meereen, and defeated a water dancer one-on-one in Braavos. Master Master, he also killed a pirate king on the Stone Step Islands."

Fuck!Can it only be said that it is an 'extremely limited' resource provided by the system to players that 'needs to be fully contested'?
"But these are not the achievements Case is most proud of." Rolle then shook his head pretending to be mysterious.

"So, what is his proudest record?"

"Afterwards, with the wealth he brought from his adventures, he lived a prosperous life in Rees for a period of time, and became a frequent visitor to the houses of the trade princes in Rees," Luo Er did not rush to answer, and continued to tell his story,

"There, he capped four Trade Princes of Lys at once with the ability to wield the sword in his hand so that he was ashamed of wielding the sword in his hand. He even claimed to be able to use his tongue"

Case suddenly raised his head and glanced at Luo Er, startling Luo Er, so he quickly ended the story: "Anyway, for some reason, his tongue was injured later, and then he couldn't speak."

Ian didn't see Case's warning eyes to Rolle, but he noticed the clue from Rolle's expression, so he wisely didn't ask.

However, he silently turned Reese into a restricted area in his heart, and vowed never to step there in the future.

After glaring at Roll, Keith got up and left. After a while, he brought back the mercenary under the Dornishman Denzel who went to buy equipment with him.

"Sir? Are you looking for me?"

"Sit," Ian raised his chin, "what do you call it?"

"They call me 'wet' Meggie," Meggie said, taking a seat in front of Ian.

I have to apologize again for saying that Denzel's 'Spike' nickname didn't fit!
"It took you two days to purchase the armaments. It stands to reason that even if you went to Harrenhal instead of the nearest Darry City, it shouldn't take so long."

"Oh, sir, we went to Darry City first, and it turned out that there were only some defective equipment left in Darry City, and none of the horses were sold. So we had to go to Harrenhal again. , where we got what we wanted," Meggie explained.

It seems that Darry City has been suppressed far more thoroughly than Harrenhal, Ian couldn't help thinking.

Not only did they lose their fiefs, titles, and wealth, they couldn't even sell the old armaments they had stockpiled for money.
Of course, it cannot be blamed for beating the Iron Throne hard. After all, the three brothers of Sir Raymond Darry died fighting for Rhaegar Targaryen, and the fourth brother ran away with Viserys and Daenerys. To the other side of the narrow sea.

For the Targaryen family, it can be said that they are full of loyalty, so whoever will be the new ruler has to guard against him?

"Okay, I'm fine." Ian waved his hand, signaling Meggie to leave.

After waiting in the hall for a long time, Ian finally saw Bronn and Chiggen go downstairs together.

"It's great that you two have a good understanding." Ian couldn't help sighing.

"He has been waiting for me for a long time." The two mercenaries replied in unison. They looked at each other and then laughed.

"Okay, now that the agreement has been reached, it's time for you to do your work."

"I will serve you wholeheartedly, my lord." Bronn made a noble bow in an extremely exaggerated and comical gesture.

"Me too." Chigen also said hastily.

"Very good, now go check the horses, we are ready to go." Ian ordered Bronn.

"Sorry to bother you, but we don't have any horses."

"I will provide you with, of course, better armor and weapons besides horses." Ian looked back at Case, "I have temporarily stayed at the Black Falcon Mercenary Castle for the cavalry under Sir Granson. Give him a chain mail shirt that fits Bronn." No more Chiggen, Ian added in his mind, then turned to Bronn again,
"By the way," your current appearance is too close to the original, and it would be bad if you accidentally attract other players outside, "Go and shave off your beard, get a haircut, take a shower, and put on a new outfit." Clean clothes."

"This" Bronn was about to retort.

"This is another price." Ian interrupted him, and directly handed a golden dragon to his hand.

"You are such a fine lord." Bronn put the golden dragon in his pocket and left with a smile.

Then Ian looked at Chiggen.

"I'll go clean it up now." Chigen bowed hastily. He knew that the employer was here for Bronn, and he himself was just passing by, so he didn't mention any extra money at all, and turned around to catch up. Polon.

After a while, when the two came out again, they were already much cleaner, and their clothes were changed into the new shirts provided by Martha.

ps: In Westeros Common Language, a modal particle beginning with an F is translated into TM and goddamn according to the context in this article.

(End of this chapter)