Chapter 231 Endgame
Tyrion stood on the stepping stone at the top of the city. Podrick carefully checked the firmness of the stepping stone, fearing that Tyrion, who had just been rescued from the tiger's mouth, would disappear from his eyes again, for example, from this high-hanging tower. The walls of the Red Keep fell, and Podrick couldn't guarantee that he could stay alert at all times.
The steel gate of the Mud Gate is only a broken frame, and most of the hardwood and bronze materials have long been reduced to dross under the indiscriminate bombardment of Stannis's fleet.
The "Three Whores of King's Landing" catapult continued to stand at the top of the city intact, looking down at the spacious pool of blood under the direct sunlight. Tyrion didn't know when the Blackwater Reach would return to its original smelly scene. Compared to With the devastation in front of him, he even missed the smelly but peaceful Blackwater River at that time.
"Long live King Stannis!~"
The Antler Man who was tied to the Three Whores in King's Landing shouted loudly. Tyrion could not imagine what kind of torture this Antler Man suffered in prison before his death. He was obviously tied naked to a catapult, but from a distance it looked like he was His body was covered with a layer of mixed red and black clothes, which looked like red or black-brown clothes that had just been washed in a dyehouse.
"I told you to chop off their tongues! Merlin Trant! Why is there still one with half of his tongue stuck on it?" King Joffrey's angry voice came from far away, and the sound of the voice even reminded Tyrion of The three prostitutes of King's Landing who made a loud noise during the Battle of Blackwater River.
If only the king was as bold as his deranged voice, Tyrion thought to himself.
Merlin Tran, who was wearing the white robe and white helmet of the Kingsguard, drew out his dagger, controlled the Antler Man's mouth with his palm, raised the knife with his hand, and cut off the red tongue with a very neat movement, and blood dripped from the mouth. The previous shouts stopped instantly and turned into a few painful sobs, stuck in the throat.
"Look at me, Sansa!" Joffrey said with a victorious smile on his face, and struck Sansa on the back with the blade of his long sword. "This is the price of traitor!"
Just when Tyrion was about to scold him, the majestic long arms of the Three Courtesans of King's Landing suddenly lifted up, and the traitor of the Antlers who had been shouting was thrown into the air. A few moments later, several "plop!" came from the sandy beach in the distance
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Several puddles of meat paste appeared in the distance, as if a wooden barrel hiding pork intestine fat suddenly exploded.
The faces of the remaining deer-horned people who were being guarded by the golden robes turned pale. They looked at the fate of their companions with lingering fear and froze in place.
Marin Tran waved slightly without blinking.
The golden robe understood and immediately dragged the deer-horned man to the catapult in front of the long arm, and tied him up with a thin rope.
Joffrey turned to look at Sansa expectantly, eager to see helplessness and help from this weak little girl's expression, but he misjudged it and the smile on his face froze.
Sansa stared at the meat in the distance, her eyes not only calm, but also indifferent.
"Your brother, Robb Stark," Joffrey was unwilling to admit defeat and pressed every word, "will be tied to the three prostitutes of King's Landing in front of the Blackwater River just like these traitorous pariahs. Turned into a puddle of meat! ”
Sansa turned to look at Joffrey, with a smile on her lips, "I look forward to your good news."
It's all the Eagle's doing, not yours. Sansa thought.
"You..." This time, Joffrey's tone was no longer just unwilling to succeed, but actually contained a bit of fear.
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"Before Tommen's murderer is brought to justice, you want to betray my only son to the insidious Rose family!" Cersei's screams filled the inside and outside of the Prime Minister's Tower.
Tywin sat on the table in the study, which had been the office space of Jon Arryn and Eddard Stark when they were Hands.
He swallowed and wiped his forehead with a hot and wet towel in his right hand. A trace of blood was still on his temple.
"Yes." Tywin didn't even look at Cersei. He blew the hot tea on the table, and the hot mist rose.
Cersei was trembling all over and stared at Tywin in disbelief, "I am the king's mother, I am the Queen Mother of the Seven Kingdoms, and only I can decide the king's marriage!"
Tywin raised his eyes and looked at Cersei, who was almost speechless as her words became increasingly hurried. He took a sip of tea and said, "Not only that, you are also of a young age, and it is very appropriate to use marriage to gain benefits for the family."
A brief moment of hesitation appeared on Cersei's face, "How dare you...how dare you, I...I will never accept such an insult. I am the Queen Mother, and only I can decide..."
"You are my daughter," Tywin said one word at a time, without any scruples about the so-called Queen Mother's title. "You are the daughter of Lannister, my daughter, Tywin. All your stupid and childish behavior in the past I can tolerate it, but no one can be absent when you really want to contribute to the family!”
"Not Jaime!" Cersei's face showed a terrifying smile, "He will never obey you, you madman, he became the Kingsguard, he doesn't care about your Casterly Rock, he..." A A loud slap hit Cersei's fair and rosy face, making a loud "snap" sound.
Cersei fell to the floor of the study room in the Hand's Tower, and the carpet in the shape of the Lannister golden lion was thrown into folds.
She covered her face and looked at her father in disbelief.
"Jaime must and can only take off his white robes and put on this damn hat of Duke of Casterly Rock!" Tywin's face was full of anger, and Cersei immediately realized that she had completely touched her father's rebellion. scale.
James, who was wearing a golden mask, happened to appear at the door of the study. Seeing Cersei's embarrassed appearance, he quickly handed her over and supported Cersei's soft body with his broad chest.
Cersei looked at James in a daze, and hesitated to retract the hand she was about to extend.
Jaime remained calm. He helped Cersei up and looked at Tywin, "The traitor of the Antlers told us that Varys and Stannis are on the same side."
Tywin's anger was still uncontrollable, especially when he saw Jaime wearing a white helmet and white robe.
He held the table, panting heavily, and nodded in confusion.
"This means," Jaime looked at Tywin hesitantly, "he can pass through the Blackwater Bay blocked by the Narrow Sea pirates. I'm afraid he is already far away at this time."
"That spider eunuch has always been on good terms with the little devil Tyrion, and Tommen was sent to Rosby City by this deformed devil. They must be in the same group!" Cersei suddenly stood up, Without any regard for the Queen Mother's dignified appearance, she pulled her skirt and shouted loudly, her voice so shrill that it was unbearable for anyone present.
"This is just...an oversight and an accident..." Jaime frowned. He reached out to touch Cersei, but stopped in mid-air. He bent his fingers slightly and retracted his wrist.
The anger on Tywin's face seemed to have dissipated. He looked at James with a solemn expression. James didn't know what his father was planning.
"Indeed," Tywin said, "Cersei has a point."
Cersei reached out her hand to hold Tywin's shoulder with some joy.
James stared, "This... this is nonsense, this..."
But Lord Tywin's majestic, lion-like eyes told him that this was no joke.
Tywin stared straight at Jaime, who was holding the sword of the Kingsguard tightly, straightening his back as if in struggle. He knew that his father wanted to use this to threaten him.
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"Varys's greatest use is in King's Landing," Attis said. Evan Aylin beside him found all the nautical charts and port and fishing village maps near Rosby City and spread them out on the long table of the camp.
"Without King's Landing, Spider is useless," Attis Arryn rubbed his hands and scanned the map with his eyes, "If he still wants to serve Stannis..."
Attis suddenly frowned when he said this, recalling carefully what happened since Eddard Stark was killed in the Red Keep, Robb raised his army, and the melee between fish, deer, wolf, griffon, and flowers, and if Varis had taken sides from the beginning. Tanis' words...
"Stannis' naval losses were not heavy. He only lost some ships. He still controlled Blackwater Bay. The fleet from Arbor Island also passed through the Stormlands, which is very close to Dragonstone and King's Landing. The war has not yet begun. Ended." Evan Aylin took a deep breath and tried to analyze the enemy's situation.
Attis stretched out his hand to interrupt Evan's words. He stared at the coastline to the north and south of King's Landing. "Even if Varys escapes to Dragonstone Island, he will definitely return to King's Landing. After all, this is the only way..." Attis originally wanted to He said it would be better to serve Stannis, but he hesitated for a moment, "Only in this way can he maximize his abilities."
"In King's Landing..." Evan Arryn looked at King's Landing Port, "Lannister has not opened the port, and Blackwater Bay is blocked by Stannis. Since Varys is loyal to Stannis, he has no choice but to return to Dragonstone... …He wouldn’t dare return to King’s Landing at this time.”
"Perhaps this is what spiders are like," Attis murmured, recalling Varys' plump and flattering appearance in his mind. "It keeps spinning webs in the dark. Most people would think that its head web is exposed to the sight of the Seven Gods. Then he would escape, but little did he know," he sighed slightly, not confident in his judgment, "the more nets he has made are still unused in the dark..."
No matter how smart a person is, he will miscalculate one or more steps in his planning. There are countless such examples.
(End of chapter)