Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 153 Dragonstone Island has fallen?

Tyrion clenched his fist, and Cole killed the Mountain, by the Seven Gods.

Shouts, cheers, ups and downs.

He looked at Cersei, her face was terribly gloomy, and she was also looking at Tyrion at this moment, those eyes seemed to tear him apart.

Tyrion just smiled politely, then saluted her.

Duran and Jose stepped up to unarm Cole, and Tyrion also stepped up.

Cole handed the pair of swords to the squire and drew his helmet.

"Nice job, Cole." Tyrion said happily.

He turned his head and looked at the high platform, where Lord Tywin sat on the chair with a stern face, "My lord, can the verdict be pronounced?" He shouted.

"The gods hold you innocent, Tyrion." There was no expression of joy or anger on Duke Tywin's face, and after he finished speaking, he got up and left.

Tyrion saluted slightly to the crowd around him.

Prince Oberon jumped off the high platform, walked to the corpse of the Mountain, and walked around the huge thing, "His head should be chopped off and sent to Doran to have a look."

"It's not a knight's way to cut off the loser's head, Your Royal Highness." The little devil said from the side.

"A knight?" the prince sneered. "Rhaegar Targaryen himself created him, and what did he do?"

Tyrion thought of the rumors about the Mountain, that he had killed his father, his sister, and his first two wives.It is said that his castle is a gloomy place, servants disappear inexplicably, and even dogs dare not enter the hall.He was also accused of rape and numerous massacres.

The heinous things the Mountain has done are countless.

Cole was untying the bandage in his hand, "At least killing him can comfort those dead souls, rest in peace, I have avenged you."

Tyrion understood his words broadly, but only Oberon knew who he was talking to.

But that wasn't enough, the Red Viper looked at the empty chair.

"Where are you going next?" Cole asked Tyrion.

The little devil didn't really think about it. No matter where he went, he wouldn't stay in King's Landing anyway. Cersei wanted him to die now.

"Why don't you come with me to Sunspear, you and Doran should have a lot in common. Like music, trade, history, wine, dwarf coins... the laws of succession and inheritance," the prince said to him.

Tyrion tilted his head, wondering why Oberon invited him, "My lord, didn't you promise your father to be a member of the imperial council?"

"I didn't come to King's Landing to serve as a chancellor, besides, the prince can go wherever he wants,"

You have come for Princess Elia's justice, Tyrion said to himself.

"Looks like you've got what you wanted."

"It's not enough, but I've had enough of this dung city."

Tyrion shook his head. "I have to pay back the commission owed. How much do you think I should pay? Cole."

He snapped his fingers, "Northern Territory, Eagle's Nest City, King's Landing. How much gold dragon is a dwarf's life worth?"

"The dwarf's life is worth at least one King's Landing, Tyrion." Cole said with a smile, "You said it yourself, you saved this place, so you have to give me six King's Landings."

Is it double commission?
Tyrion shrugged. "By gods, I must go and find you six King's Landings."

Five servants of the castle came and carried the mountain's body.

The weight of thirty stones plus the heavy armor made it difficult for the five servants.

"Think carefully, little devil. There are not many places you can go, so don't rush to reject my kindness." Prince Dorn said.

Tyrion thought about it, and it seemed so, that he seemed to be full of enemies in the Seven Kingdoms.

The Starks in the North, Baratheon in the Stormlands and Dragonstone, Tyrell in the Reach, Arryn in the Vale.Damn, isn't there a place for a dwarf in Westeros?

"If you want to cross the river to Essos I can send you a boat, but I have to go to Dragonstone first," Cole said.

If Tyrion followed to Dragonstone Island, he would have to be tied up and burned by the queens.

They returned to the courtyard of the Red Keep, and Cole had to prepare to return, as soon as possible.

He discussed with his uncle Martell, the prince first took Tyrion back to Dorne, and supported Myrcella as the king of the seven kingdoms.

At the same time, they secretly sent people to contact Daenerys on the other side of the narrow sea and made a covenant with them.

Cole himself returned to Storm's End.

Time passed, and Cole summoned Jose early the next morning.

"Take a few people to contact the ship." Cole said to the knight.

Before leaving, Cole must at least pay a visit to the new owner of King's Landing.

After taking a shower and putting on the black and gold outfit, Duran ran in, looking a little flustered, "My lord, something happened."

Cole looked puzzled.

"Dragonstone Isle, Dragonstone Isle has been captured." His voice came like a bolt from the blue.

Cole's expression suddenly changed. "What did you say?"

"My lord, Dragonstone has been taken by the ironborn, the Dothraki, and Tyrosh's mercenaries, and the whole castle is talking about it." His voice trembled and panicked.

Damn the gods, he cursed in his heart.

"Let everyone put on the armor and call them over." Cole said to him, and he went back to put on the armor.

What a fucking coincidence this news is

While wearing his armor, he was thinking about whether the news was true or not. In King's Landing, his news was completely blocked, and he couldn't get in touch with Dragonstone Island at all.

How the Ironborn and the Dothraki allied forces could quietly capture Dragonstone Island is extremely doubtful, but now the news is extremely unfavorable to them.

After everyone had assembled, Jose took five or six brothers out of the city earlier.

Cole didn't have time to think about it, so he led the people and walked outside the castle. It was Ser Loras Tyrell who was guarding the drawbridge.

He was wearing a white royal guard armor, and he brought a group of golden robes to block the doorway.

"My lord, where are you going with your people?"

"Going about the town, Ser Loras, what do you mean?"

Loras squeezed out a sneer, "It's nothing interesting, it's just responsible for catching traitors for His Majesty."

"Rebel? Have you misunderstood something? I was invited to the king's wedding. Is this how you treat guests?" Cole asked.

"Why do I need to talk to you, a rebel." The Knight of Hundred Flowers came forward with a sword. He had been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Block the attack with a swing of Winter's Night.

Seeing the unscrupulous attacks of their group, Cole knew that something must have happened on Dragonstone Island, but he was kept in the dark.

Cole only felt a burst of anger in his heart, and the offensive became more and more fierce.

Were Lannisters really so inconsiderate of guests?
(End of this chapter)