Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 88 The advantage is in me
Ian quickly assembled the troops in the Dragon's Lair, including 'Black Falcon' Dorian and more than 20 people under him, and the captain of the Dance of Shayara and his 12 sailors.

Since Ian had already prepared for the dragon's lair to be attacked, everyone who came to the dragon's lair brought their own full set of equipment. As soon as Ian gave an order, they quickly armed themselves.

"Take off the plate armor and give them the plate armor of the three of us." Ian glanced at the few poorly equipped mercenaries under Black Falcon, and then said to Rolle and Case.

"What about us?" Roll asked.

"You two will wear your old plate armor, and I am about the same size as Jonoso Darry, so I will wear his Kingsguard plate."

"We don't have to pretend anymore?"

"At this point, there is no point in pretending." Ian shook his head.

The player alliance in Pentos has already set their sights on Stranger's Temple. Once Ian fights with them, it will definitely attract the attention of all the players in the flea nest.

That being the case, what else is there to pretend?
Now it's the clear cards.

How many players are hiding in the flea nest?he does not know.

What method did the ghost in the flea nest use to hunt and kill players?He doesn't know either.

But does it matter?This is an escape game rather than a reasoning game. The most important thing for him is to capture the treasure chest rather than reveal the truth.

No matter what kind of conspiracy and tricks those hunters used, everything is false in the face of absolute power.

Ian's plan is simple - hit hard.

It is now the 28th day of the opening, and the largest "First Blood Mission" reward among the resources provided by the system is taken by himself, and the upper limit of resources that other players can get can be counted.

Kill a few players, you will get some points and attribute points.

After completing [Main Mission [-]], you will get some points, skill points and attribute points.

Adding at most one trigger task below the medium difficulty will be the top. After all, the difficulty of a task as difficult as [The Truth About the Death of the Black Falcon] is only moderately difficult. Ian estimates that the 'difficult' trigger task should be like capturing a castle. Level up.

In short, the resources players get at this time do not include large sums of money, which means that they can only improve their own strength but cannot form a decent force
Of course, even if they have money, it is also a question of whether they dare to recruit a large number of mercenaries to hunt for treasure.

After all, honorary mercenaries like Carmel are rare. Whether normal mercenaries can hold back in the face of such huge benefits is a big question mark.

Although Ian has a lot of people under his command now, the forces are divided into three groups, namely the Black Falcon mercenaries, the sailors on the Dance of Shayara, his new attendant Denzel, and Granson's mercenary team .

From their respective perspectives, they would think that the other two groups are absolutely loyal to 'Sir Lucian'. After all, Denzel is the attendant of 'Sir Lucian', and 'Black Falcon' Dorian personally sent to 'Sir Lucian' Sir Lucian' swore allegiance, and the owner of the Dance of Shayara, Salado Sann, was a good brother of Sir Lucian's father.

The three groups of them restrain each other, so that Ian can easily take the lead without worrying about being rebelled.

As for the other players, what do they use to calm down the mercenaries they found?

If there is no accident, the dozen or so elite swordsmen brought by the player alliance from Pentos should already be the most powerful among the hostile players in King's Landing at the moment, and the one with the strongest personal ability should be in the flea nest. That guy from Liyin.

But no matter what, they are not qualified to confront me head-on, the advantage lies with me!
After taking off the plate armor, Ian strode back to the house and asked Chigen to come over and help him put on the white plate armor of Jon Nuoso captured in the abandoned fishing village.

The shape of the plate armor is very loose, and there is enough buffer space for important parts. Therefore, Ian, who is not much different from Jon Noso in size, almost fits perfectly in this set of plate armor.

The only thing that is inconvenient to use is the iron glove, because it is a knuckle-shaped iron glove that needs to be made strictly according to the size of the user's hand, and a slight error will cause the fingers to be unable to bend.

Ian had no choice but to find a pair of chain mail gloves instead. At the same time, he secretly vowed that when he found a place to farm, he must add the technology of multi-knotted five-finger iron gloves.

After finishing putting on the armor, Ian pulled off the visor, completely turning himself into an iron can, and then put on the burqa with Chigen's help, hiding the connection between the armors under the burqa.

"Have you found those traitors?" Captain Corian Susman, who was wearing a black chain armor, came to Ian.

"Words say they're hiding in an underground Stranger's Sept in Flea Lair."

"So we've been doing nothing in the Dragon's Lair these days?"

"If I remember correctly, I have already paid the deposit." Ian's face darkened, and he knew that this guy wanted to blackmail him as compensation for the wrong information he provided.

"That's the money to help you fight the rebellion, and you've made the brothers here for so long... unexplained hard work, so."

"As I said, I've already paid the money. I think, as your employer, I should have the right to make you do anything." Ian looked back at Captain Corianne.

In fact, he doesn't mind adding money to the other party, but it must not be when the other party takes the initiative to blackmail, because this will not show generosity, but will appear weak.

Weakness is a fatal flaw in front of these half-pirate sailors, who obey only the strong.

After the two looked at each other for a few seconds, Corian lowered his head first: "I don't mean anything else," he changed the subject, "I just came to ask my first mate where they are?"

"Together with Sir Granson, they are responsible for blocking the enemy's reinforcements from Pentos." Ian withdrew the murderous intent in his eyes and restored his gentle expression, but his tone was unquestionable, "This is my plan. This matter is not negotiable.”

This made Corian swallow back the words that he wanted to say to transfer his sailors back to let him unify the command.

In the end, Corian only saluted slightly: "As you wish, sir."

Flea Street at night was dimly lit in the rain, and the stench of pigsty, stables, and cobbler's shop was mixed with the smell of wine cellars and brothels.

With a creak, the old wooden door was gently pushed open, and Esther carefully walked into the room with a bow in hand.

Before entering this world, he was a senior ancient bow and arrow enthusiast, and occupied the championship position of the club league all the year round. His superb bow skills brought him a huge advantage in the development of this world.

Looking out from the window on the second floor here, you can just see those guys squatting.

He knew that this group of people belonged to the player forces, because he was targeted by them as soon as he entered the flea nest. Fortunately, his anti-detection ability was strong enough, so he easily got rid of them.

And after he disguised himself, he followed them back.

Judging from the sudden gathering of these people scattered all over the flea nest, Esther guessed that this is probably where the treasure is.

But he is not interested in the treasure, what he is interested in is the player, as long as he finds the player's position from the crowd and shoots him, he can capture all the opponent's points at once.

(End of this chapter)