Blood of the True Dragon

Chapter 33

"Do you think the king will deceive you? You clearly want to assassinate me, but you still don't admit it. Jack has confessed you!"

"I do not obey this sentence, I demand a trial by combat!"

Dario found a lifeline for himself.

Trial by combat is a method of adjudicating disputes or accusations in the Seven Kingdoms. When there is insufficient evidence to prove that the accused is guilty, the accused can request a trial by combat to resolve it.

Both sides will send a knight to fight, and Dario only needs to kill the knight sent by Aegon, then he will be acquitted, otherwise it will prove that the gods think he is guilty!
But Aegon wasn't going to give him the chance.

If this guy really didn't do it, he should have kept refuting, or waiting for Jack to wake up and confront him, but the other party directly asked for a trial by combat to save his life. This is equivalent to the last wave of werewolves who couldn't hold back and exploded.

"There are already witnesses to prove your guilt, no need for a trial by combat!"

Dario immediately quibbled: "You are the king of Westeros, you should obey the rules of Westeros!"

And Jon Connington and Jorah Mormont both stood up at the same time:

"Your Majesty, please allow a trial by combat, and I will cut off his head!"

This immediately put Aegon in a difficult situation. Although he could refuse the trial by combat, most kings would not refuse the trial by combat.

"Your Majesty! He has this power!" Seeing that Aegon had not spoken, Jon Connington reminded again.

"Well, I agree, Ser Jorah, you will be my proxy knight!"

He really doesn't know Jon Connington's fighting power, but Jorah Mormont, a knight who has won the tournament, should be able to win against Dario.

Can't win. He'll find a stronger knight guard for Daenerys.

"At your Majesty's service!" Jorah Mormont gladly accepted.

The trial was scheduled for after breakfast, so they all went back to make preparations. Aegon brought the good wine from the good lords of Astapor to Jorah Mormont, a knight as strong as a bear. He was cleaning his armor and sword.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing Aegon approaching, Jorah Mormont took the initiative to say hello to Aegon.

"Have a drink before the fight!" Aegon said, pouring Jorah a glass of wine.

Jorah Mormont gulped it down, then smacked his mouth: "I'm still not used to the wine from Slaver's Bay, I prefer the spirits from Bear Island!"

"Hahaha, I must try it when I return to Westeros in the future!"

"It will, Your Majesty."

"Then are you confident in defeating the opponent?"

Jorah Mormont smiled slightly: "Your Majesty, before any battle begins, no one is absolutely sure of victory!"

"But you are still willing to fight for me and kill him, even if you may lose your life!"

"correct!"

"You like Daenerys too?" Aegon asked suddenly.

Jorah Mormont obviously didn't think of this question, he was taken aback for a moment and then nodded:
"Yes, in fact, I like Princess Daenerys only because she looks like Linnis, but along the way, Princess Daenerys' kindness made me willing to die for her. She shouldn't be abused by such shameless Mercenary blasphemy!"

Although Linnis was sentenced to become a nun by Aegon, Jorah Mormont was still fascinated by this wife who had betrayed him, and even found time to find Linnis many times.

This unconscious love was also engraved on Daenerys by him, but he also knew that it was impossible for him to marry Daenerys.

But he would never allow someone like Dario to blaspheme Daenerys. Even if Princess Daenerys wants to marry, she should marry another duke or Aegon.

Aegon patted Jorah's shoulder: "I don't need you to die, I just need you to kill each other! A dead knight's oath has no effect on me!"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty, that Tyroshi has no armor on him, and my long sword is longer than his scimitar! I will definitely cut him!"

Aegon said in a deep voice:

"Because he has no armor, he is more flexible. You need to be careful with his scimitar. This is a ruthless mercenary!"

"Yes, cruel, but he has nothing else to say!
I have seen no fewer enemies than him!I have also been a mercenary in the disputed lands, and many of them are not as good as well-trained knights! "

Aegon took a sip of his wine: "Then go and kill him, since he is guilty, the gods will bless you!"

Jorah also drank a cup together: "Bless the Seven Gods!"

The duel venue was chosen in the middle of the camp, and the Unsullied formed a circle with a diameter of more than ten meters with their bodies and spears.

The sky was very gloomy, the sun was hidden behind the dark clouds, and a cold wind blew up at the scene, which made people shiver uncontrollably.

The Unsullied are very disciplined and will not be attracted by these competitions, so there are only a few dozen Unsullied around here as a human fence.

Aegon and Daenerys were sitting outside the golden tent, and the latter looked at Jorah Mormont worriedly.

She didn't understand the significance of this trial by combat. Since the king ruled that the opponent was guilty, shouldn't he be punished directly?
Daario's brocade clothes were replaced by a set of light wooden armor, which he got from the Stormcrows' soldiers. He didn't like to wear heavy plate armor, which would limit his flexibility. .

Aegon then stood up:
"In the name of the Father, he will adjudicate the truth for your innocence!

In the name of a warrior, he will give strength to the righteous!
Now the trial by combat—beginning! "

After the contest started, Dario kept walking around Jorah Mormont, waiting for Jorah's opening.

Jorah Mormont stood neatly in the middle and kept turning around so that he faced Dario head-on, with his sword raised in both hands, ready to slash at him at any time.

"Do you think the Seven Gods of Westeros will bless you or me?" Daario smiled at Jorah.

Jorah said contemptuously: "People like you are not worthy to talk about gods! The gods will only curse you!"

"Haha, curse, if there is really a curse from the gods, then I have already fallen into hell. Let me tell you, the gods of this world have already fallen asleep!"

After Dario finished speaking, he strode towards the opponent, and swung the scimitar in his hand obliquely towards Jorah's right hand. This was the fastest way to touch Jorah's body.

Jorah Mormont immediately raised his sword and struck, and the swords clashed harshly.

The two quickly pulled apart, and Dario's blue hair kept fluttering in the air, and he kept walking around Jorah, and Jorah kept adjusting his direction towards Dario:
"Only people like you think that the gods are asleep, the gods are in people's hearts, and the devil is here! Obviously, the devil in your heart has killed the other party!"

"Hahaha, even if it's like this, so what, will your god give you strength?"

After that, Dario raised his knife and slashed at Jorah's wrist, but was also blocked.Then it struck the other's neck again, and this time Jorah just backed away.

"You can't interfere with me, even if there is no god, I will kill you!"

Dario chuckled, then glanced at Daenerys:
"You like that princess with silver-blond hair too! I can see it in your eyes!"

Jorah Mormont became a little angry: "You have no right to talk about Daenerys! You bastard!"

After all, he also swung the giant sword towards the opponent once, but Dario dodged it. Dario swiped towards Jorah's side and slashed at Jorah's abdomen.

The scimitar sliced ​​through the iron armor and made a piercing cutting sound, and then a streak of bright red blood flowed out from Jorah's abdomen.

He was lucky to have the protection of plate armor.

"Ah!" Daenerys cried out worriedly.

Daario stood up and continued laughing: "You like her, you want to love her, but with that silver-haired king around, you have to give up on her!"

Jorah Mormont touched the wound on his abdomen with his hand, stared at the other side and said coldly: "You don't know honor at all, you are just a bastard!"

"But chop suey is going to kill you today!"

Dario continued to rush towards the knight of Bear Island, and when he was about to get close to him, he bent down and slashed at Jorah's leg, but this time Jorah slashed at his arm holding the knife with his sword in his hand. The sword cut off Dario's hand holding the knife from his shoulder!
Blood splattered everywhere, but Daario endured the severe pain, quickly drew out the dagger with his left hand and shot it at Jorah Mormont's neck!

Qiao La turned his head violently, and the dagger slashed across his face and ears, leaving a long scar!

Dario wanted to stand up and resist, but this time Jorah didn't give him a chance, and directly raised his sword and slashed at the opponent's head!

Dario's head left his body in an instant, and blood gushed out!

"I said, you're just a bastard!" Jorah spat hard.

(End of this chapter)