Game of Thrones: Digger of the Dreadfort

He had already thought of a name for the song, and it was called "The Little Devil in the Sewer."

Amid everyone’s good, bad, and derisive laughter.

Tyrion remained calm.

He has been treated coldly by people since he was a child, and this insult is nothing at all!

What's more, to Tyrion, this is not an insult at all, it is just telling a fact...

Domeric, who was watching from the sidelines, nodded with satisfaction. If nothing else, at least he greatly appreciated Tyrion's forbearance.

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"Cough cough~~"

Soon, the farce before the meeting was forcibly ended.

Domeric brought the topic back on track.

"Next, we have to talk about a serious topic. You should get the news. Duke Tywin refuses to surrender and redeem those Western captives..."

"Gods above, what could be worse than this?" Wendel sighed.

"I have to chop off Tywin's head!"

cried Sir Lyn Corbray, who tried to wave his Lady of Silence but found that he did not have it with him.

"Let me chop him into pieces."

Lord Janos Bracken cursed that he was still counting on the ransom from the West to rebuild his castle...

For a time, the nobles responded one after another.

Lord Tywin is so miserable!

No one could bear to chop off his head and chop him into pieces.

Tyrion thought sourly.

"Sir, let us march to Golden Teeth City. I heard there are countless gold mines there!"

Old Karstark couldn't help but say that he was also short of money.

Great Jon responded: "I heard that Lannister women are all blond and have long legs..."

"Do you have any information about the Lannister army in Golden Teeth City?"

Lord Brynden was as blunt and blunt as ever.

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Domeric didn't need to deliver a rousing speech.

These nobles were all filled with righteous indignation and demanded to launch a large army to march westward to attack Tywin.

Tyrion knew this.

There is no other reason.

In the war with the Lannister, as the victors, they obtained a large number of prisoners, including lords, knights, and countless Lannister soldiers.

These can be regarded not only as glory, but also as huge wealth.

If the West is willing to redeem them.

But Lord Tywin was unwilling to do this and vowed to fight to the end.

How can these nobles give up when the huge wealth in their hands cannot be cashed in...

Seeing this, Domeric cleared his throat and said, "In that case... let's discuss the plan for the next western expedition now...

If these days go well, our army will set off immediately, along the Hejian Avenue, and approach Golden Teeth City! "

Everyone can see that Lord Domeric has made up his mind.

Tyrion thought to himself that this meeting was just a formality.

The nobles present at the meeting bleated like sheep in agreement.

In just a few words, Lord Domeric decided on a war that would affect the Seven Kingdoms.

When did this young Hand of the King gain such prestige?

Tyrion thought carefully about what Domeric Bolton had done during this time and connected them together.

[-]. Betrothed to Sansa Stark, the "Flower of the North", and married into the Stark family

[-]. Capture King's Landing to avenge King Robert and Duke Eddard, kidnap the new king Joffrey Baratheon, and order the nobles of the Seven Kingdoms

[-]. Conquer the mountain tribes and persuade the valley nobles to send troops

[-]. Save the Riverlands and defeat the Lannister

Every move he makes seems like an antelope hanging its horns and has no trace, but in fact the goal is extremely clear.

In less than a year.

Step by step, he connected the forces in the North, Wangling, Valley, and Riverlands.

He became the most prominent official in the entire Westeros continent.

And Domeric Bolton won more battles during this period than all the nobles here won in their long military career, and it was more glorious!

Even the experienced military "Blackfish" Brynden and Earl Yohn were not enough in front of him.

This is probably why these nobles are willing to surrender to him.

Because Westeros is a world filled with violence.

From lords to knights, the superstition of violence has reached the point of madness.

Violence decides everything!

A huge win that gets them everything they want.

For example, Robert Baratheon even got a kingdom.

Tyrion suddenly remembered the prophecy about the red comet in the city:

It announces the emergence of a new king and warns of the blood and fire that will follow...

Tyrion thought this.

Suddenly, I felt that it was not surprising that my old father, Lord Tywin, lost to this king!

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Another corner of Riverrun.

Ser Desmond Grell was an old, fat knight who had served House Tully all his life.

When Lady Catelyn was born, he was just a squire.

While she learned to walk, ride, and swim, he became a knight.

In the year of Lady Catelyn's marriage, he became the master.

He has been watching Lord Hoster's little Kate grow into a girl, leave Riverrun, and become the wife of the Duke of Winterfell...

Now, she is back.

But seeing Lady Catelyn looking so haggard, the old knight was heartbroken and hated that he couldn't do anything for her.

The old knight accompanied Lady Catelyn into the old Duke Hoster's former bedroom.

He did not go in, but stood guard outside the door.

This is the only thing he can do now.

Lady Catelyn stood in his father's bedroom and saw the huge bed with its giant canopy.

It was here that she was born, and the bedposts were carved in the shape of leaping trout.

Earlier, his father, Duke Horst, moved his bed to the lower half of the steps, facing the triangular balcony outside the bedroom, so that he could watch the river he had loved all his life.

Caitlin walked out to the balcony and placed one hand on the rough stone railing. She couldn't help but remember the late old Duke Hoster...

At the corner of the castle.

The fast Tengshi River flows into the tranquil Red Fork River and crosses the confluence point.

The sun shines on the river, which sparkles as it flows through the castle.

Lady Catelyn blocked the light with her hands and stared at the sails in the distance, hoping to see something like Tywin's messenger.

But nothing.

She was a little sad.

Ever since Lord Beneda brought back the bad news: Lord Tywin refused to surrender and was not even willing to exchange prisoners.

Lady Catelyn fell into a great sorrow.

She thought of her captured son Robb and her younger brother Edmure, whose lives and deaths were still unknown...

Lady Catelyn has been immersed in the grief of losing her husband Ned and has never been able to get rid of it. Now she has two close relatives...

Why are the gods so unfair!

She thought bitterly.

Lady Catelyn stood thus looking at the river for a long time into the afternoon, until her legs ached so much that she could no longer stand upright.

When she sat on Lord Horst's big bed, she turned over the same page of the same book.

There was a noise in the distance, accompanied by the sound of a "woo-woo" horn.

Lady Catelyn immediately jumped out of bed and ran to the balcony, only to see that the river was still empty.

But the sounds in the distance became clearer and clearer.

It was the neighing of countless horses, the clanking of armor, and cheers one after another.

Lady Catelyn stared into the distance.

The sound came from the main entrance at the far end of the castle.

A large group of soldiers stood outside the city.