A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

Although it is a bit strange, in fact, relying on his super hearing, Renly can distinguish the frequency and characteristics of a person's footsteps, and then find many problems.

For example, now, riding a horse on a busy street, he can vaguely hear a strong but not hidden footsteps hanging behind him. No matter where he goes, even deliberately going to a remote place, the sound still does not disappear.

This made Renly quickly determine something, so when he passed an alley with dirty water flowing, he rode his horse and plunged into it. Then he sat back on the horse, picked up the short bow on the horse bag, put the arrow on it, and silently aimed the tip at the exit of the alley.

He didn't wait long, and a tall figure in a black cloak turned in from the corner, and then he saw the bow and arrow pointing at him in the depths of the alley.

The man seemed very surprised, but he didn't look panicked. The face covered by the hood of the cloak was vague, and the black beard on the chin was very obvious.

"Knight with a bow?" The steady voice spoke, but the footsteps did not approach again. Obviously, if something bad happened, he would probably run away from here directly through the exit behind him.

"Why are you following me?"

Renly asked, looking at the hazy face under the hood, feeling very unfamiliar.

"I guess there must be a reason." The other party replied, as if he wanted to liven up the atmosphere, with a slightly humorous tone.

"Do you mind putting down your bow first? Sir Lemon, this makes me feel a little uncomfortable."

"If you put it down, it may be that I feel uncomfortable." Renly responded coldly: "Hurry up, my patience is limited."

"You don't look like an impulsive knight." The other party said so, but seeing that Renly's bowstring was pulled tighter, he hurriedly stepped back half a step.

"Okay, okay, I'll tell you now, but are you sure you want to be here?"

"I think this place is good."

Renly understood the meaning of his words, but he was unmoved.

His sensitive ears allowed him to hear many noises around him, so even though the other party might have something to ask him that needed to be kept secret, he didn't think that someone was eavesdropping and he wouldn't notice it.

Besides, he didn't trust this stranger.

"If you insist." Hearing this, the other party hesitated for a moment, then took a few steps forward, and under Renly's vigilant gaze, he whispered: "My name is Raymont, Raymont Baratheon."

Baratheon?

The familiar surname made Renly squint unconsciously, but then he reacted.

Raymont Baratheon.

He had heard of this name both in historical materials and recently. This person is a member of the Baratheon family in the current era, one of King Aenys's Kingsguard. When the Red Castle was infiltrated by the crazy members of the Poor People's Assembly, he bravely saved the king's life.

Of course, that was the original history. In the current history, it was not the king himself who was assassinated, but one of his sons. At the same time, it is not known whether it was this person who saved him.

"What do you want to talk to me about?" Although he asked this question, Renly had expected what he would say before he spoke.

Sure enough, the first sentence the other party said was about his squire "Egg".

"I know you hid Prince Jaehaerys."

"What did you say?" Renly asked, pretending to be confused.

He was not sure that this person was really Raymont Baratheon, the Kingsguard, so he would not admit it directly.

The other party did not care about this and said to himself: "I got the news of the little prince from two beggars, and then I inquired for a long time in King's Landing. Finally, I confirmed that it was you, Sir Lemon, the illegitimate son of the Osgrey family in the River Reach... the son who abducted Prince Jaehaerys."

As he said this, his beard shook, as if he was laughing.

"Am I right?"

"So you are going to snatch him from me?" Renly asked back.

The other party was stunned when he heard this, and then spoke with surprise.

"You admit it now?"

"I have no reason not to admit it." Renly answered frankly: "Especially since you seem to be sure that I did it, why are you still quibbling?"

This surprised the Baratheon, but he did not hesitate. Seeing that Renly was still pointing his bow and arrow at him, he said: "The church has not reported anything about the little prince, so I guess you didn't hand him over to the church at all, but hid him yourself. What is your purpose?"

"Purpose..."

After hearing this, Renly thought about it and said: "A dragon egg?"

If he told the truth, the other party would not believe it at all, and being a good guy for no reason was obviously not a reason. So it was much more reasonable to have a motive of coveting dragon eggs, and if he could really get a dragon egg, it would be a good thing.

This was the same as the last time he fooled Rhaenys.

This made the other party silent for a moment, but when he spoke again, he seemed to be much more relaxed.

"Okay, I understand what you said, but I can't agree to your request on behalf of His Majesty, so you need to wait for news. I just want to ask, how is the prince doing now?"

"If you ask me, he may have gained a lot of weight." Renly asked: "Do you want to see him?"

"Where is he?" The other party asked hurriedly after hearing this, obviously not expecting such a "good thing".

"The Temple of Remembrance." Renly replied.

This made the Kingsguard stunned for a moment, and his eyes under the hood looked deeply at Renly, and then he said: "Ten days later at dusk, I will wait for you under the statue in Fishermen's Square with his majesty's reply."

After he said that, he turned around and left without any hesitation or trying to get information.

Until the footsteps faded away, Renly put down his bow and arrow and fell into deep thought.

It is understandable that the other party did not search in a big way, because they must be afraid of the enemies of the royal family, especially the church getting the news and finding the little prince first, but sending a Kingsguard to find someone is a bit subtle.

The Kingsguard who protects the king is a very honorable position. There are only seven such positions in the whole country. In a sense, each of them is actually no different from a star, and there are bound to be many people who know them.

Of course, that was the situation of the Kingsguard later. At this time, the Kingsguard was born not long ago, and it is not clear how it is.

It's just that as a close person around the king, the chance of being recognized is very high.

Renly thought that if it were him, he would not let a Kingsguard do something that needed to be done in secret, but Aenys did it anyway...

Is he really that stupid?

Renly did not think that the reason was stupidity, but he guessed that it might be because the king had no one else to use. And if that was really the case, the meaning behind it would have to make people think deeply...

Thinking about it, he shook his head, feeling that this kind of game of power seemed to be quite annoying no matter what era.

...

After returning to the sept, the squire Egg was busy drying the rainbow cloak of the son of a warrior. The little guy stepped on the stool and hung the cloak on the clothesline, and his body seemed a little shaky.

Seeing this, Renly stepped forward to take the cloak and hung it up himself, and then chatted with the little guy for a while, but did not tell him the news of the Kingsguard, but asked him to help take off the new armor he was wearing from the blacksmith shop.

The new armor includes a barrel-shaped helmet, a fitted breastplate, hand guards, leg armor, steel boots and other parts that a knight's plate armor should have. The whole is silver-plated and glitters in the sun. It looks quite handsome and is not much different from the standard armor of the warrior sons.

There is only an inconspicuous raised barrier metal on the right edge of the breastplate. The blacksmith made a small mechanism on this point so that this novel part can be put away or put down freely.

Renly had done an experiment in the blacksmith shop before, and it felt no different from the lance rack in his impression. Regarding this new accessory, Renly has another idea, but he has not figured out how to operate it for the time being.

In the current situation, it seems that there is no need to worry too much.

So after taking off the armor, he looked at the sky outside, and then stepped towards an open space in the alley where he usually went.

After arriving, the thin figure who was looking around there spotted him immediately, so he rushed over, his face covered by long black hair was full of excitement and pride, and he handed him something.

It was a light gray cotton slipper with a pointed front and wide back. The surface of the slipper was inlaid with some small purple garnets. It glowed slightly under the sun, and it looked like it had just been brushed and looked quite clean.

But there was only one, not a pair.

But Renly was sure that when the girl stole the slipper, it must have been a pair, not one. As for why there was only one, it was naturally because she kept the remaining one.

That's right, it was stolen, not her own thing. Although there was no evidence, Renly was very sure of this.

He sighed because of this, feeling that he really had a long way to go.