Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 71
[ps: Yesterday I made a mistake on the issue of blond hair and black hair and was reminded by readers (as long as the black hair and blond hair have a recessive gene, it is normal to have blond hair, and the Baratheon family only produces black hair. Hair is a special case, it may be magic), so the previous two chapters have been revised, and the setting that the protagonist needs to dye hair has been cancelled]

"Let Sir Simon testify in court? Are you joking?" After hearing Ian's plan, Sir Wilder's first reaction was absurd.

"If it wasn't for the trash under your command who failed to catch Darren Grafson, would we still need to make such a move?" Ian preemptively struck back and threw the blame on Sir Wilder's head.

"If Sir Aris hadn't killed himself"

"Even if Sir Aris did not commit suicide, he would never open his mouth to accuse his family. Otherwise, why do you think he committed suicide the first time after accidentally revealing the truth?" Ian said, "As far as the current situation is concerned, let Simon's initiative to identify the guilt of his father and brother is the only way we can impress the Iron Throne."

"But it's not an honor!" Sir Wilde still hesitated.

"No honor?" You, a guy who watched this generation being looted by the ghost of White Wall City for more than 3 months in order to prevent the big forces from interfering with the Black Flame Treasure, do you have the face to mention honor? "The less honorable ones are yet to come. Not honorable, but full of benefits."

"what?"

"My promise to Simon was false to induce him to confess their crimes of treason, but the part that he came to you to help you is to deny it after he has finished speaking.

You have to tell the truth that Sir Simon was actually forced to cooperate with you after you found out and caught him, and then accuse Simon of committing the same crime of treason as his father and brother. "Simon is also a key person who knows that 'Ian River' does not exist. How could I keep him to inherit Darry City? Ian added in his heart.

"The Seven Hells! This is really"

"No honor," Ian said before Sir Wilder. "It's no honor, but what honor do we need to talk to a group of robbers and traitors? The gallows is what they deserve. Everything we do is worthless." It is executing the judgment of the world for the heavenly Father.

Just imagine, after the Darry family was uprooted due to the rebellion, who else in the world is more suitable to be the new owner of Darry City than you, who has made the first contribution in countering the rebellion and has the greatest influence in the crossroads generation? "

Sir Wilder's breath stagnated, and he continued, "Sir Raymond also has a son, Lynman Darry, who is only a few years old. His Majesty may not deprive him of his right of inheritance..."

"So isn't it reasonable for Sir Simon to kill his relatives in order to inherit Darry City?"

demon!Wilder suddenly felt a wave of fear from the bottom of his heart.

But the next moment, he nodded, expressing that he knew what he should do.

"Sir Ian? Thank you for saving your life." Daeron looked at the knight who was much younger than he thought, and politely thanked him formally.

"Sir Daeron, I often hear my brother talking about you." Ian gave Sir Daeron a hug very enthusiastically as soon as they met, which made Daeron quite uncomfortable.

"What did Aris say about me?" Daeron asked curiously immediately.

"Are you sure you want to hear it?" Ian showed a half-smile expression.

"Oh! Damn it, that bastard must have said a lot of bad things about me!" Daeron just smiled, and when he thought of Aris' death, the smile quickly froze on his face.

"Unfortunately, brother Aris has been killed by that traitor Simon." Ian also had a sad expression on his face.

"The dead are gone, let's hurry up and discuss how to stop Simon and Wilder from going to King's Landing, I don't have anyone to mobilize now.
Although we still have a small number of brothers left behind in Taman Village, I believe Simon must have sent someone to deal with them long ago.I don't know how many people you have on hand?Are you sure you can stop Wilder and the others? ’ Darren asked a quick series of questions.

"Do you still fancy it, Ser Daeron?"

"What fantasy?"

"If you were Simon, and you decided to betray your brother and family after getting the news about the 'rebellion', would you only disclose this news to a wealthy knight like Wilder?"

"No, I will send the ravens to King's Landing and report them directly to the Iron Throne. So King's Landing will send someone to pick them up?" Daeron's face turned pale, and then he looked at Ian viciously, "So you let Is the guard kidding me when he said to save my family?"

"On the contrary, I have saved your family."

"What do you mean?"

"As long as you are still alive, the Grafson family is still there, right? We will go to Pentos to join the last true king of the Targaryen family according to the original plan, and wait until His Majesty leads the horse king's army back to Westeros. At that time, the Grafson family will not only take back Seagull Town, but also the Eagle's Nest City.

At that time, you only need to marry the daughter of a great nobleman as your wife, find ten or eight lovers, and give birth to a hundred sons. Who dares to say that the Grafson family is not the most powerful in Westeros One of the family? "

"But we have lost our wealth and our army." Daeron hesitated.

"How many people did you plan to recruit?"

"five hundred."

"How many khals are there in the Dothraki?"

"I don't know. There are many theories. Some say [-], and some say [-]."

One hundred thousand is the total population of Drogo's entire Kara-S, including women, children, and slaves, Ian thought.

"No matter how many tens of thousands, our 500 people are nothing compared to it, aren't they? You didn't understand the point,

In fact, our Westeros aristocratic status is what His Majesty is looking for, and he needs vassals from Westeros. "

Daeron was tempted. He had indeed retreated after being ambushed in the fishing village.

But what Ian said at the moment gave him a sense of enlightenment. He even wondered if his decision to increase his voice by forming an army was wrong from the beginning.

As long as he joined the Beggar King early enough and successfully entered his imperial council, how could he lack the right to speak?

"How is it? Darren, your decision?"

"Let's go to Pentos together!" Daeron nodded.

"So, where's your ship? We'd better get out of Westeros before the Iron Throne strikes at Gulltown and Darry."

"My boat won't arrive at the abandoned fishing village on the south bank until a month later."

"What did you say?" This was something Ian didn't expect.

"My Whitemouth is on a trade voyage from Gulltown, stopping at Pentos, Tyrosh, and Lys, to Volantis.

Then it will sail back to King's Landing, and after selling all the goods, continue north to pick us and our goods from the abandoned fishing village. At that time, we just transported almost all the goods hoarded in Taman village to the abandoned fishing village. "

Nima!What Time Management Guru?
(End of this chapter)