Game of Thrones' opening sold the gods

Chapter 5 5. The gradually distorted King’s Landing

"I will go to Robert tomorrow to discuss it. We can't throw our bottomed finances at this ridiculous tournament."

Ned was a little helpless. The original purpose of the tourney was to help the king select outstanding knights from all over the country.

But in Robert's case, it has become a fun show. The bounty for the tourney alone is a full 50,000, damn it.

Ned then dismissed the royal council and sat alone in the hall, frowning.

The news he got from Robert was that Jon Arryn Palmist had at least five years left to live, but suddenly died of overwork.

This is a fool who knows that King's Landing is not at peace now, and Robert is also keenly aware that the Lannister family and the mastermind behind it are trying to disrupt the Seven Kingdoms.

Theon followed Joffrey and arranged a side hall not far from Joffrey's dormitory.

Xion leaned on the bed and looked out the window at the sea.

I have to say that the Red Fort is a very majestic building, standing near the sea, and you can enjoy the sea breeze every day!

What's this?

The sea view villa is still very big!

"Now we're just waiting for chaos in King's Landing." Xion stroked the vibranium sword.

Theon narrowed his eyes. It seemed that this was Robert's protection of his son. Robert had clearly felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere in King's Landing.

Joffrey's voice was a little excited.

After hearing Joffrey's words, Theon saw the hunting dogs not far away.

Tyrion said firmly: "The brain is like a sword. It needs constant sharpening to become smarter."

"You pick ten people, and the dog is picking ten people."

Then the hunting dog also randomly selected ten people, he simply didn't care.

Xion put the Kraken sword back into his custom-made scabbard and motioned for the guards to lead the way.

There was a knock on the door, and a guard came in, "Sir Theon, His Highness Joffrey invites you to come over. Please come with me."

It's a pity that Robert never thought until his death that the chaotic whirlpool of the storm started from his "son".

.........

It was an open space with about thirty people standing in the middle.

Tyrion noticed Jon's perfunctory behavior, but didn't say much.

Then Xion randomly selected ten people. These people were not important. They must all be Robert's elite confidants in the storm zone.

"Xion, pick some people to form a team. I will be 14 years old soon, and my father allows me to have a team."

The immortal constitution means that he will not die, but various feelings still exist, and even the improvement of his facial features makes him more sensitive to pain.

north.

This excited Theon, who was afraid that as he became immune to death he would gradually lose his senses and then his emotions.

After hearing Tyrion's words, Jon nodded casually twice.

Boom, boom, boom.

Every time the sword cut his finger, the pain reminded him that this was not a big dream.

Following the twists and turns of the corridor, Xion finally arrived at his destination.

People with excellent combat power always ignore the importance of wisdom. For a dwarf, wisdom is especially important.

Then everyone got up and hurried on, and finally arrived under the Great Wall.

Looking at the majestic city wall nearly two hundred meters high and four hundred miles long in front of him, Tyrion doubted for the first time that this building was really just to defend against wildlings?

Benyan turned around and said softly to Jon and his party: "Welcome to the Wall!"

"Perhaps some monsters really exist. Is this kind of building really needed to resist the wildlings?" Tyrion murmured to himself.

(End of chapter)