Game of Thrones: Winter Dragon Lord

Chapter 21 The Encounter in Fate
Tyrion was lying on the horse, and his attendant was leading the horse. He turned his head and said to Cole who was riding on one side: "The so-called neck is actually like this."

"You haven't gone inside to take a look. Quicksand and swamp mud won't make you so safe."

Cole had a rare good sleep last night and felt much happier.

"Humans can even build things like the Great Wall of Impassable, and it's not impossible to fill in a few roads in the swamp."

He continued: "The northern border occupies half of the kingdom's land, but its population is even smaller than that of King's Landing. Of course, I think the records in the book are definitely wrong. The population of the northern border must be more than that of King's Landing."

"No one records this kind of thing one by one, how can there be an accurate value."

"But if the roads of the Neck are widened to allow more merchants to travel between the north and the south, maybe the land here can be used." Tyrion said what he was thinking.

He always thinks a lot, and often keeps thinking about some issues, which even Cole admires.

After taking a sip of his drink, he turned back into that bastard little devil again.There are always topics to talk about on the road with him.

When the muddy path began to show scattered broken stones, and a coast appeared in sight, Tyrion pointed to the cliff and said, "Welcome to the South, Cole. That's Bite Bay, and the three The island is all the territory of Airy Valley. We will soon find an inn to rest here."

This is already the area of ​​Luanhe City, and there will be no shortage of hotels if you go down the Kingdom Avenue along the Trident River.

"Tyrion, we should rush to Casterly Rock as soon as possible, instead of staying too long on the road."

Tyrion pointed to his ass, "I can't ride a horse at all now unless a dragon carries me.

Are you still worrying about that dream, I also dreamed about dragons, but they have been extinct for some time, dreams are always deceiving, like Old Nan's White Ghost stories.

Come on Cole, let me take you to feel the warmth of a southern girl. "

"No, Tyrion, please believe me, staying in a hotel is definitely the decision you regret the most." Cole said very seriously.

Tyrion patted his head sadly, "Really, you actually believed in this dream, I can assure you, your dream must be lying."

Although he was complaining, in the end, the few people did not find a tavern to stay, but spent a few nights in the wilderness.

It was drizzling and it was getting late, and there was a bright fire in an inn ahead, Tyrion couldn't bear it anymore, "Kele, just let poor Lannister go, I really want to be well." Take a hot shower and lie down in bed, instead of drenching yourself in the rain like a homeless beggar in the aisle."

All four pairs of eyes looked at Cole, which made it difficult for him to insist on words for a while.

"This little rain is actually not very good." He added slightly, "Compared to the northern border."

Well, it seems that Tyrion is determined to stay in the hotel, and pray to the gods that this is not the day.

He doesn't have that kind of photographic memory, he just vaguely remembers that Tyrion will suffer when he goes south, but he can't remember the details, let alone the specific time point. Except for the time in the book, it is almost Chaos.

"Jack push the door," Tyrion told the squire.

Jack pushed open the door, yelling into it at the same time.

The boss is a fat woman with white hair. When she grinned with bright red teeth, memories flooded into Cole's mind instantly.

Tyrion was pulling out a golden dragon. "I just need a place where the fire is warm enough to spend the night."

The boss was in a dilemma and kept apologizing. Because of the prime minister's martial arts tournament, the rooms are full recently. She can't drive away guests just for gold coins.

Cole quickly found the figure among a group of wandering warriors and knights. She was dressed in coarse linen but could not hide her difference. Of course, there was also the white-haired knight beside her. She was bowing her head, listening to the chants from across the table The singer is talking freely.

This woman presumably was Lady Catelyn Tully, wife of Eddard Stark, Duke of the North, and mother of Robb Stark, Young Wolf Lord.

Her appearance is quite beautiful, with flaming red hair, not as old as Cole imagined, maybe not yet thirty, the age when a woman's charm is at its peak.

The singer stood up happily when he saw Tyrion, and shouted, "Lord Lannister."

He started recommending his own songs, but Tyrion's attention was already drawn to the people at the table.He immediately showed a smile: "Mrs. Stark, what a surprise, I regret not seeing you in Winterfell."

The singer was dumbfounded. He didn't know that the woman sitting in front of him would have such a noble status. He just came to show off her beauty. Of course, it would be better if they would order one of his songs, or they could Have something to do with this beautiful lady.

He opened his mouth wide, and his expression became quick.I can only curse myself for my clumsiness in my heart.

Tyrion originally just greeted him kindly, but what happened next completely dumbfounded him.

Cole sighed in his heart, and then he was about to draw his sword. There are dozens of knights here.

"This man has come to my house as a guest, intending to murder my seven-year-old son," Catelyn called, pointing at Tyrion.

Sure enough, they instantly became the target of public criticism.

The knights here are not the vassals of the Tully family, but the vassals of their vassals, and Caitlin is the former eldest princess of the Tully family, and there is a lot of noise. Before asking for Tyrion to be arrested, she deliberately arrested these knights. I have read all the powers, which makes some knights have no reason to even want to watch the show.

There was a sound of sword being drawn, Tyrion stared in astonishment and opened his mouth wide. He looked back and saw Cole shaking his head helplessly.

"Lady Stark, I think you must be mistaken." Tyrion tried to explain.

Unexpectedly, Caitlin questioned her for a while, and even produced evidence. It was a Valerian steel dagger, which was the murderer's weapon.

Whores, wine servants, and drunks all yelled loudly, wanting the knights to kill the little devil.Only the proprietor was begging, and if a Lannister died in her hotel, so would she.

Cole glanced at Yoren, perhaps he could have escaped by watching with him.

But he drew his sword with a bang, and Tyrion tried to stop him, but the two were separated for a long time.

"Gentlemen, you are loyal to your lords and to His Majesty the King. This man is the younger brother of the Queen, and his father is Duke Tywin Lannister of Casterly Rock. I don't think you have the right to convict him. If If you think he's guilty, how about we go to King's Landing and let King Robert judge for us?" Cole said.

Caitlin glared, "My lords, this man has no honor to speak of with the devil, please take his honor and oath, bring them to justice, and help me send him to Winterfell, Wait for the king's law."

"Cole, put away your sword, we are no match for them." Tyrion begged, and he turned to continue explaining, but to no avail.

If Lian Ang was ignored, he felt that he could rush out with his speed. Cole looked down at Tyrion, could only sigh helplessly, and put down the sword.I thought to myself, "It's fate, Lannister, I hope we can escape this time."

(End of this chapter)