iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 442 Defender 2
Feeling Aunt Gina's gaze, Ser Jaime looked back and then shrugged.

Green was wearing a simple blue robe today with an exquisite swamp marigold emblem pinned on his left chest.

He came to the main seat, put one hand on the table, glanced at everyone, and... when his eyes met James's, he nodded.

"Good day everyone."

Ser Jaime temporarily took on the role of "steward". He began to introduce: "This is the Warden of the West, Ser Davan Lannister."

Sir Davon touched Green's chest politely.

"This is Lord Emmon Frey of the Twins."

As soon as James finished speaking, Lord Emmon bowed flatteringly under the rolling eyes of Lady Gina, and said, "Your reputation as a famous general is known throughout the Seven Kingdoms. It is a great honor to meet you, Duke Crabbe."

Jaime paused with a slightly stiff expression, then continued, "This is the Lady of the Twins, Genna Lannister, my aunt."

Finally, he introduced Green to everyone again: "This is...Duke of Eagle's Nest, Guardian of the East, Green Kleber."

After the meeting, Green sat at the head seat at the long table. On the right side of the table were Sir Davon and Sir James, and on the left side were Marquis Emmon and Lady Gina.

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"…………The floodgates of the black fish have not been opened yet. It is the final problem."

Listening to Sir Davon complaining about the difficulties of the siege as if it were his own, Green couldn't help but frowned slightly.

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at the silent Jaime Lannister, and said, "Ser Davon, in this case...if Riverrun opens the sluice gates, it means that they are on their last breath, which is actually good news."

Seeing that Green finally spoke, Sir Davon secretly looked at Aunt Gina and said slowly: "Duke Crabbe, I can be honest with you. The Lannisters' food and grass cannot support a long-term siege. In addition, Queen Mother Cersei's deadline..."

After a pause, he said directly: "I took the liberty of inviting you to a combat meeting in the hope of obtaining your help."

Green groaned for a moment, frowned and said, "Sir Davon, the mission assigned to me by the Royal Council is to gather refugees and govern the wasteland, not to participate in the Battle of Riverrun."

Before Sir Davon could respond, Lady Gina's voice rang out: "My Lord Duke, perhaps your secret weapon is the greatest support for the protection of the West."

"Secret weapon..."

Muttering, Green raised his eyebrows slightly: "Madam, you mean 'wildfire'?"

Sir Davon nodded and said, "If you can support it, I think Trout's castle will be captured soon."

Hearing this, Green shook his head slightly: "I refuse."

Ser Davon clenched his fists under the table and said, "Lord Green, we will be grateful for your generosity. A Lannister must pay his debts!"

Green looked at Davon, his eyes slightly fixed, and said coldly: "Sir, Kleber also likes to pay his debts."

The air seemed to freeze in an instant, and Gena Lannister's voice soon broke the silence: "My Lord, can you let us hear your reasons? Some people are like wild boars, they just rush around recklessly."

After saying this, she glared at Davon Lannister fiercely.

Green ignored the two of them. His eyes moved to another person and said, "Ser Jaime, do you also want me to support Wildfire for the Lannisters?"

Sir Davon's eyes lit up, then he turned sideways and looked at his expressionless cousin.

Sir James shook his head: "I don't hope so."

Hearing this, Sir Davon blurted out: "James, what are you talking about?!"

James glanced at his blushing cousin calmly, and said to Green: "I didn't expect to call a combat meeting for this thing, Green, I'm sorry, I owe you this time."

Seeing Jaime about to get up and leave, Green couldn't help laughing. He raised his hand to suppress him and said, "If you leave like this, it will hurt the feelings of your family. I heard that the Lannisters are a loving family. Please take a seat, and I will explain the reason on behalf of Jaime."

James glanced at Green secretly, hesitated for a moment, and then sat down again.

After a pause, Green glanced at the people present and slowly said, "You have seen the power of wildfire. The green flame does not distinguish between people and things. It can burn everything."

He sighed softly, "War is inherently cruel. If it is involved, it will become the seven layers of hell on earth. And... Gods are merciful. Perhaps Sir James has the same idea as me. He does not want the battle of honor to turn into a green sea of ​​fire in the future."

Sir James seemed to hear the Mad King's wild laughter in his ears. He took a deep breath and said, "It is the devil's magic. It will turn people into crazy lunatics. It will... destroy everything."

After a solemn silence, Sir Davon said with a fake smile: "My Lord Duke, it is fortunate that such a terrible wildfire is in your hands."

"Are you questioning my honor?" Green stood up from his chair, looked down at Davon, and continued, "In fact, you are not qualified to sit here at all, because in my eyes, since you inherited the title of Warden of the West from Lord Tywin, you have been bringing shame to his former reputation."

Sir Davon also stood up suddenly. He said angrily: "You are not qualified to humiliate my honor!"

Green slowly stretched out his left hand and said, "Leading an army of 20,000, but unable to capture an isolated and helpless Riverrun City is a shame in itself."

Ser Davon said angrily: "Riverrun is a strong city. I need... time..."

Amid the shocked or disbelieving gazes of the crowd, Brienne silently handed the "Ice" giant sword to Green.

"Time? That's a good excuse, but don't forget that the purpose of trout is to waste your time."

As he spoke, Green grasped the long hilt of Han Bing's sword: "Okay, now we should talk with swords."

Green simply waved the ice and said, "You may draw your sword now, the West Guardian who has questioned the honor of the East Guardian."

Ser Davon grasped the hilt of the sword but did not draw it. He gritted his teeth and said, "That is Valyrian steel."

Green nodded slightly. His voice was polite and gentle. "Trust me, I will chop you in half cleanly. I will also arrange for someone to bury half of you under Riverrun and send the other half to Casterly Rock."

After a pause, seeing that Sir Davon was just standing there glaring at him, Green frowned and said, "Why don't you draw your sword? Are you scared, Guardian of the West?"

"you!"

Sir Davon, who was furious, slowly drew his sword and said, "Okay, I accept your..."

Before he could finish his words, Madam Gina slapped Davon on the head with her plump hand.

Dafeng felt a sudden shock in his head, and he said angrily: "Aunt, you..."

With her hands on her waist, the fat lioness roared: "Shut up! Do you want the trout to laugh at the lion?"

With his snow-white cloak fluttering, Ser Jaime stood between Green and Davon.

He glanced at the icy sword glowing in the morning light, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I know you don't like hypocritical apologies, Green, tell me what can make up for my cousin's recklessness?" Green threw the icy sword to Brienne who was standing behind him, put his palm on the hilt of the sword, and said: "Jaime, to be honest, I miss Lord Tywin and Earl Kevan right now. Let's stop here today. If Ser Davon can break through Riverrun within the deadline..."

"I will forgive him. Also, when we return to King's Landing, I will propose to limit the use of wildfire." Patting Jaime's arm, Green turned and walked away.

Seeing Green was about to leave, Mrs. Gina took a few steps and called him.

"My Lord, perhaps Lannister and Crabbe can negotiate a deal."

"The Duke of Casterly Rock is in King's Landing." Green paused and looked sideways.

His eyes passed through Lady Gina and fixed on Lord Emmon. "As an ally of the Lannisters, the Frey army performed very poorly. Lord Frey, if you are not a good lord of the Twins, I don't mind helping you find a suitable person."

“I will continue to use wildfires to deter trout, so don’t let me down on you guys.”

Green walked away, his voice floating in the cool breeze of the morning: "The Lannisters can lose, but the Iron Throne cannot."

After a long while, the bearded Sir Davon suddenly jumped up and said, "Who does he think he is? Does he think he is the Lord of the West?!"

He looked at his cousin and said angrily, "He doesn't take the Lannisters seriously at all. Why does Cersei trust such a man?!"

After a pause, Jaime frowned and said, "My dear cousin, the Duke made my father give up the plan of finding a new husband for Cersei."

Then he added: "You should have told me earlier that you wanted to 'borrow' wildfire from him."

The anger on Sir Davon's face disappeared immediately. He scratched his messy hair and chuckled, "Sorry, I thought you were just not interested in wildfire."

Ser Jaime patted his cousin on the shoulder. "Focus on Riverrun. There's an overseer behind you ready to kill you."

Ser Davon was ashamed of not having dared to fight before. He shouted, "He has a Valyrian steel sword. This is not a fair duel."

James seemed not to have heard his cousin's defense: "Practice sword fighting with me more often when you have time."

Davon's cheeks were dark red under his beard: "James, believe me, if Duke Crabbe didn't have ice..."

Jaime interrupted unhappily, a hint of envy in his voice: "His sword is also a Valyrian steel sword, named 'Lady of the Empty', which he won in the Vale."

Ser Davon was stunned for a moment, then he opened his mouth and said, "It's a pity... Lannister's 'Light Howl' was not found."

[Lightwhispering is the family sword of the Lannisters. King Tommen II of Casterly Rock led a fleet to explore the destroyed Valyria, and the man and the sword never returned. The Lannisters have been searching for a replacement for it. Duke Tywin has repeatedly approached the impoverished nobles in the Seven Kingdoms and offered to buy their Valyrian steel swords with a large sum of money, but was rejected every time.]

As James and Davon were talking, Lady Gina came over.

"My good nephews, how do you feel today?"

Ser Jaime just shrugged, while Ser Davon scratched his hair and said, "The Seven Kingdoms seem to underestimate the Lannister's roar? At least that's what the Duke thinks."

Gena Lannister nodded and said, "Jaime, this is the Lannister who lost your father... This is reality. I hope you can understand your true responsibility as soon as possible."

After a moment of silence, Ser Jaime clenched his fist and said, "Aunt, I am a member of the Kingsguard. My responsibility is to restore the former glory of the Kingsguard. This is also my obligation."

After saying this, he flicked his snow-white cloak and walked away.

Watching her nephew walking away, Lady Gena couldn't help but hold her forehead and murmured, "If only Tyrion could be here..."

Sir Davon glanced at his cousin's back and his aunt standing beside him. At this moment... he felt an extremely heavy burden on his shoulders.

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Two days later, the Lannister army, under the command of Ser Davon, launched the most fierce siege since the war began.

Under the city of Benliu, shouts of killing rose and fell like surging waves, and the deafening sound seemed to tear the entire world apart.

Later, Sir Davon even personally brought the red robes to kill the knights and soldiers who retreated without permission.

The battle lasted all day, from sunrise to sunset, and the land beneath Riverrun was soaked with blood.

However, despite heavy casualties, Trout's soldiers managed to hold on to the castle.

The next morning, the horns symbolizing the Lannister siege sounded again, announcing that a more brutal battle was about to begin.

On Riverrun.

As the Lannister army assembled, Lord Brynden was inspecting the Tully soldiers who were preparing for battle.

His captain of the guard and his guards in red and blue striped robes followed closely behind the Duke of Riverrun.

Last night, Duke Brynden opened the warehouse and generously rewarded the soldiers defending the city. Although they had experienced a hard battle, their morale was even higher.

The Duke, who stood at the front with the soldiers, was also more loved by the soldiers.

Several spearmen gathered in front of the battlements, looking at the Lannister camp in the distance, talking and laughing there.

"Hey, you better come with more today. I can't even remember how many I killed yesterday. Today I'm going to kill while counting."

"Haha, I even saw a Lannister soldier climbing up the ladder crying. Bah, how shameful!"

"If I'm lucky, I can poke a few butts today."

"That's too hard, unless they climb up."

"Idiot, if they come up, you'll be dead, big idiot!"

"Oh, if only I were a crossbowman, I would make sure no one could climb up the ladder."

A sharp-eyed soldier spotted Duke Brynden walking towards them, and they immediately stopped chatting and stood still.

Lord Brynden stopped in front of them and glanced at these young faces. He pulled the corners of his weather-beaten face and said, "Are you ready, my warriors?"

warrior?!
They shouted excitedly: "Your Excellency the Duke, they will never get in. We will kill all the enemies!"

"Very good. I'll trouble you then."

As Lord Brynden turned to leave, he thought of the soldiers on the city wall waiting for battle... Time had carved deep lines on his face, and it was difficult to hide his sadness.

Perhaps, when he decided to fight the Lannisters to the death, their fate was already determined, including his own.

(End of this chapter)