Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 89 Loot Distribution

Ian held a torch and stood among the crowd, and they walked all the way underground along the spiral staircase.

What he didn't know was that just a few seconds ago, he almost experienced a life-and-death crisis.

The shooter in the shadow recognized Ian, who was protected by the crowd, as the leader of the group at a glance. Fortunately, Ian was wrapped in an iron can.

Esther knew that he couldn't penetrate its defenses, so he temporarily gave up the attack, and was going to wait until they got the treasure box out, and then see if there was a chance while they relaxed their vigilance.

The black falcon 'Dorian' held up the shield, and he and his men formed a shield wall and walked in the front. They pushed forward cautiously, for fear that the rebel mercenaries would suddenly jump out of the darkness and attack them .

But it turned out that their worries were unfounded, and they saw no sign of the enemy until they broke through the cellar door and threw the torches in.

"There are no enemies! Sir Lucian," Dorian reported to Ian loudly while lighting a torch to check every corner of the basement.

Captain Corian was choking heavily from the dust in the basement. He coughed and said to Ian, "Is there something wrong with your intelligence?"

"See if there is a box in here." At this point, Ian was too lazy to continue making up stories, and he ordered directly.

Anyway, as long as everyone gets the money in a while, no one will raise any doubts, and they will just take the money without fighting. It's too late for them to be happy about such a good thing.

The light of the torches illuminated the entire empty sanctuary, and everyone remained silent in tacit understanding. Ian could only hear the breathing of the crowd and the echoes of the mercenaries bumping and bumping as they searched for things.

Inexplicably, Ian felt uncomfortable for a while, as if there was a kind of magical magic here, which suddenly made him feel very uneasy.

Is this the Stranger's sanctuary?No wonder no one would want to live here, even in places like flea kennels where people would like to live in kennels, Ian felt secretly.

Therefore, compared to the flea nests and other places that are overcrowded and treasure chests may be found by the aborigines at any time, this sanctuary, which has been abandoned for hundreds of years and has never been visited by anyone, has become the best place for the organizer to hide the treasure chest. Then thought.

The sound of rummaging continued for a while, and with the sound of a plank breaking, Ian suddenly heard a mercenary shout excitedly: "Here! There is a box here!"

When Ian heard the words, he hurried over, and Luo Er and the others surrounded Ian.

Dorian the Black Falcon himself lifted a large long box out of the groove together with two mercenaries.

The chest is made of rosewood with a leather top inlaid with lapis lazuli and mother-of-pearl.

Regardless of the contents of the box, the box itself is an expensive handicraft.

Seeing this scene, Ian only felt that the breathing of everyone around him became short of breath.

Without hesitation, Ian stretched out his hand to open the box, and the gold covering the bottom of the box suddenly appeared in everyone's field of vision under the flickering light of the torch, and a Valyrian steel giant sword was lying on top of the gold.

The next moment, a system notification sounded in Ian's mind, and he knew that it was the sound of Bounty [-] being completed.

"Seven layers of hell!" Bronn sighed, and then grabbed a gold bar from the box, as if he couldn't believe it was real.

Soon, Luo Er and Corian made a valuation of the belongings in the box together.

"A total of 4000 gold dragons, three quarters of which are gold bars. Because copper and other metals will be added to the gold coins during the casting process, the pure gold bars will have a large premium, so the actual value of these gold should exceed 4500 gold dragons." Luo Luo Er whispered to Ian.

Ian nodded, he had to admit that the system was very particular about the provision of gold.

"Sir Ian, according to our previous agreement." Corian licked his lips, "I mean, although we haven't found those traitors, we have been doing our best to serve you."

"Don't worry, my friends, I will give you what I promised you." Ian reached out and took out the Valyrian steel sword and carried it on his back.

"This is your remaining reward," Ian immediately took out a two-pound gold bar from the box and handed it to Corian, and then said the classic line that once helped him break the game, "A Lannister must pay his debts."

"Congratulations, sir." Corianne said heartily. He earned as much money as they spent two months at sea after only one week's work, and he didn't take any risks. He was very satisfied with the deal. .

"Open your pocket, buddy," Ian said, turning to Bronn again, then grabbed a handful of golden dragons and stuffed them into Bronn's pocket, followed by a second, and a third...until stuffed.

Ian didn't count, but he estimated that there must be fifty or sixty golden dragons there.

"You provided the most manpower, my friend." Ian pulled out two more gold bars and handed them to Dorian the Black Falcon. "You guys won this."

Ian's generosity made Dorian a little overwhelmed. He knelt down on one knee, kissed Ian's hand, and then declined: "You avenged my adoptive father. I swore to serve you. Not for the money."

"So in your opinion, am I not as generous to those who swear to serve me as I am to mercenaries?" Ian said this to other Black Falcon mercenaries. Ann's reputation within the Black Falcon mercenaries is not high,

"No, my friend," Ian forcibly placed the gold bar in Dorian's hands, and then helped him up, "I will never be stingy with gold in return for those who are loyal."

"My sword is yours, and my life is yours. I will fight to the last breath to protect your life, property and honor." Dorian knelt down again and swore allegiance.

Approaching, behind him, the Black Falcon mercenaries knelt together, and the mercenaries began to swear oaths one after another.

Perhaps, in a sense, these people are no longer mercenaries, but the guards of 'Sir Lucian'. Unfortunately, Ian will change his vest soon, and it will be difficult for him to keep this armed force .

There has to be a way, Ian thought to himself.

Compared with when he made the decision to 'go to the other side of the narrow sea and join Viserys' when he just won the battle of the abandoned fishing village, now Ian has lived with these for a longer time, invested more costs and gained more higher prestige.

At this time, it will become very difficult for him to give up these people.

"Oh, Sir Lucian, I'm sorry to interrupt this sensational moment," Bronn interrupted the oath suddenly, "Maybe we shouldn't stay in this terrible place any longer. According to the original plan, we should find the best hotel now." Tavern, go and celebrate."

"You're right," Ian nodded, then turned to Dorian and said, "Pick up my suitcase, and we'll return to Linhe Road first."

Ian didn't rush to expand the capacity of the system backpack and store the gold in it. This behavior was outrageous, and he planned to wait until there was no one else.

After giving the order, Ian and the others walked outside the church together.

"You did a great job this time, Bronn, maybe I should make you a knight." Ian half-jokingly said, but then he screamed, "Fuck! What the hell?"

It turned out that they had just climbed out of the spiral staircase of the underground sanctuary to the ground when they were covered by a fishing net that fell from the sky.

(End of this chapter)