As Stannis's entourage, the former smuggler Davos was not placed in the core area of ​​the Red Castle, but he was not excluded. Instead, he lived with other knights and guards of the Baratheon family in a military camp outside the castle near the city wall.

Now as a knight, his status is no longer what it used to be. At the same time, relying on his senior knowledge of ships, he is still highly regarded by Stannis at this time, because the other party is forming a fleet to attack Dragonstone.

It is worth mentioning that after becoming a knight, the emblem he chose for himself was a small black boat printed on a gray background. The sail of the small black boat was inlaid with an onion pattern and two half-pinched fingers, which looked like it was reaching down from above to pick the onion, and it seemed that it had just been placed on the boat.

When he was found, he was talking to a stable boy in the stable. Renly waved at him from a distance, and he walked over quickly.

"Good morning, Master Renly."

He bowed and greeted him, his attitude was much more respectful than others, "What do you want to talk to me about?"

The black-haired boy nodded, but his eyes were looking at the two Baratheon soldiers behind him. "Will, Edythe, stay away, I want to tell our Onion Knight a secret."

He deliberately spoke with the seriousness and earnestness unique to children, which made the two soldiers laugh. "I'm really curious about Master Renly's secret. Can we listen?"

"No." The boy shook his head.

The two soldiers looked at each other, pretended to sigh, and stepped back a distance.

"Further away." Renly ordered.

So the soldiers were relieved to move away.

Although two of their colleagues had just lost the young master not long ago and were punished, they had already believed Renly's words about the secret passage, so they were not alert.

At the same time, they all came from Storm's End, and they were veteran soldiers who had followed the Baratheon family for a long time. They were familiar with Davos who solved the food problem of Storm's End, so they could stay away without worry.

However, as the person involved, Davos did not feel honored. Instead, he became serious. Others did not know, but he knew that the man in front of him was definitely not a simple child. His current behavior obviously had a purpose.

"My lord, what happened?" He could not help asking.

"I remember you said that you were born in Flea Bottom?"

Renly looked up at him and asked as if to confirm, "Flea Bottom in King's Landing?"

Davos nodded.

"Then you should know some locals here? Prostitutes, barbers, tavern owners, canteen managers, and even rogues and villains?"

"I know all of them, my lord."

"Then I need you to help me do something, Davos." Renly said seriously, and his expression was completely different from just now.

Seeing this, the brown-haired middle-aged man in a black cloth robe half-knelt on the ground and listened attentively. Then the other party began to whisper, but the more he listened, the bigger his eyes widened, and he finally couldn't help interrupting the boy's words.

"Do you have evidence, sir?"

"I have evidence, but I can't give it to you."

"This... excuse me, sir, slandering nobles is a serious crime, especially a great noble like Lannister, not to mention the siblings you mentioned..."

"Isn't it a greater crime to massacre and plunder King's Landing?"

"Lannister is in the name of your brother--"

"That's why I told Baratheon to stay away from them. Why should we take the initiative to taste a mouthful of stinky shit?" Renly said with disgust, "or rotten shit that has been fermenting for a long time."

"But such slander is not the way of decent people, sir, I'm sorry, I- —”

“This is true!” Renly assured him solemnly: “I swear to the Seven Gods that this is not slander. If there is any lie, I will die miserably!”

Davos obviously didn’t know that Renly didn’t believe in God at all, and he didn’t know that this man had died miserably several times. Hearing this, he opened his mouth and said hesitantly: “Maybe we should let Lord Stannis or Lord Robert know about this?”

“They won’t believe it.” Renly shook his head: “They will ask, what is the source of the news? How did you know? I can’t say that I saw it with magic, right?”

Davos frowned when he heard this.

After several contacts, he could feel that Renly had good intentions, so he didn’t reject him, but he didn’t believe in the magic he said, or he was full of resistance to this kind of witchcraft that he didn’t understand at all.

But considering that he was awarded the status of knight and a territory because of this kind of “witchcraft” in the beginning, the former smuggler hesitated again, not knowing whether he should agree.

"I won't force you." Renly sighed at this: "I ask for your help in the name of the Baratheon family, Davos, help us, not myself."

It's hard to say how sincere these words are, but they are more effective than any coercion.

After the words fell, the former smuggler who was knighted by Stannis himself pinched the small bag on his chest unconsciously, hesitated for a moment, and finally thought of the traces of cruel looting in King's Landing, so he gritted his teeth and made up his mind.

"I can find a few reliable friends to spread this matter, my lord, but I can't guarantee how much effect it will have. I mean, it is very likely that doing so will only be useless."

"Just do your best. If it doesn't work, I will think of other ways."

Renli shrugged: "But there is a saying in Westeros that words are like the wind. I believe that the wind will eventually spread."

When he said this, he unconsciously flashed back to the hostile eyes he saw when he first entered the city.

The war had just ended not long ago. If the civilians in King's Landing were hostile to the Baratheon family, then what about the Lannisters who personally went out to burn, kill and plunder?

He didn't say this, but he thought Davos would think of taking advantage of this, but their topic about this ended here, because a person came not far away.

The man was broad-shouldered and strong, wearing a tight gray woolen top and a black leather coat that made his body tight like a two-handed sword, and his thin cheeks and trivial black short hair were like the sharp tip of the sword.

"Lord Stannis." Davos stood up hurriedly after seeing the man, and then stepped forward to salute.

"You should go to work, Davos."

The other party said expressionlessly: "Coaxing children is what the nanny needs to do."

"Okay, sir." Davos nodded in response, gave Renly a look secretly, turned around and walked away quickly.

Stannis, who was standing there, lowered his stinky and hard stone face to the little boy in front of him.

"I thought you would be in Maegor's Tower, but you squatted in the stable and wasted time with my onion knight."

His voice seemed to blame, but Renly usually ignored the words that contained certain ingredients in his mouth, and paid more attention to another message in it.

"You are looking for me?" The black-haired boy was surprised, "What for?"

This is a rare thing. When he was at Storm's End, he never talked to him unless it was necessary, let alone looking for him for something.

This is also normal, what can I say?

Although they are brothers, Renly has always regarded Stannis as a mean elder, even though the man in front of him is not yet twenty years old.

Ignoring the doubt on the boy's face, the other party looked down at him and frowned, "Before leaving Storm's End, Cressen asked me to take good care of you. I don't understand why a servant asked me to take care of you, but he said it was his responsibility as a brother."

You can just think about it yourself, why say it out loud?

Renly's face darkened when he heard this. After looking at his expression for a few times, the other party suddenly nodded, then turned and left: "Robert will not be in a good mood recently. I will ask the servants to send breakfast to your room for the next few days. You must eat on time."

As he said this, he seemed to remember something and his footsteps suddenly stopped.

"I was testing the ship at sea a while ago."

He left again after he finished speaking.

What does it mean?

Renly felt that this person was a bit inexplicable, but then he looked at the other person's back as he left, and he came to his senses a little, so he couldn't help but squint his eyes in suspicion.

Is this... the legendary tsundere?

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