Game of Thrones: King of Harrenhal, starting with a blue hand stat panel

Chapter 117 The Little Devil Appears

After Arthur finished dealing with all the social obligations, he received a special guest.

The little devil, emboldened, shuffled over to Arthur and began to chat: "Your helmet-flipping skill is truly amazing, Sir Arthur. I remember Lord Leo 'Long Thorn' was very skilled at it about a hundred years ago, using it many times at the tournament in Centree Beach alone."

The two looked ridiculous; Arthur was too tall, and Tyrion was too short.

The little devil struggled to get into his seat, and Arthur gave him a little help.

"That's right, Master Tyrion, this idea was indeed inspired by 'Long Thorn.' However, trying to recreate it took a lot of time. You are truly learned," Arthur said very modestly to Tyrion, who indeed had an enormous amount of reading experience.

The Imp naturally knew the name Arthur Hogan.

The youngest knight in the Seven Kingdoms, a beacon of chivalry, second only to Daemon even in history. Blackfire 0

The Dark Knight, the Bat Knight, the Blood Bat, the darling of the Three Rivers, and also feared by the Ironborn as "Cruel" Arthur.

This man is handsome and dashing, yet ruthless and skilled in martial arts.

His skill in wielding spears and clubs was known as "the best in the Three Rivers," and some even said he was the future "number one knight of the Seven Kingdoms," a very prestigious title.

To the little devil's surprise, Arthur was actually very kind to him and not arrogant at all.

This made him feel even more flattered and also made him feel that this person was unfathomable.

"My only advantage is my erudition. I'm used to reading, finishing one book after another. My father doesn't like me meeting people, so this is the only way I can pass the time. I only have my brain, but unfortunately, it's not as useful as a sword or a spear," the little devil said with a sigh.

Imp will never become a knight, a tall, imposing knight whom everyone admires.

"You're wrong, my lord. Swords are weapons, and the brain is something else entirely. A knight who doesn't use his brain will remain a knight his whole life," Arthur said to the imp in a deep voice.

There's a perfect example right before our eyes: Tyrion's good brother, Jaime Lannister, ran around everywhere but ended up with nothing.

"Even a knight needs a brain," the little devil said, looking at Arthur.

In a daze, he recalled his father Tywin Lannister's teachings: gold is one weapon, steel is another.

Yes, the Bat Rider is not only a great knight, but also a power-hungry creature.

That's why he combined the identities of warrior and lord, just like Tywin.

Unfortunately, Tywin was obsessed with looks, and coupled with his inability to overcome the trauma of his wife's difficult childbirth, he neglected and complained about his youngest son.

Imp felt it was a long time since they had met; this Bat Rider was not only a skilled fighter and a pleasant-speaking man, but also intelligent and brave.

No wonder he charmed King Robert and won him such a great reputation.

Father Tywin and Uncle Sir Kevon also agreed that the Tully family would surely suffer a plague because of this man.

The charisma and fighting prowess of Horst Tully and his son are rather mediocre, while the influence of the River An family will only grow stronger.

"Lord Tyrion, if you have the time, I would also like to invite you to Harrenhal to see those books, which are part of our family's collection," Arthur said to Tyrion.

"Definitely, definitely." The little devil nodded.

The little devil in front of me is at the lowest point in his life, humiliated by two major events: being "humiliated at marriage" and being "rejected from traveling".

Sixteen-year-old Tyrion wanted to follow in the footsteps of his uncles when they were sixteen and visit the nine free cities, but was ultimately forbidden by his father because his father believed it would bring shame to the family.

Tywin also sent Tyrion to clean all the drains and troughs in Casterly Rock.

Traveling to the Eastern Continent is a Lannister tradition, but Tywin refused his son's request outright.

But even a lion in its slump is still a lion, and Tywin refused to let his son serve others.

Arthur picked up the wine and poured some for the little devil, who felt even more flattered.

"You are too generous, Sir Arthur." Tyrion was actually both proud and insecure. In fact, all of Tyrion's relatives other than his father and sister were good to him, such as his uncles and aunts.

But the fact that such a renowned young talent, who was also an outsider, valued Little Devil so highly surprised him greatly.

"Actually, besides longswords and spears, I'm also quite experienced in food and wine. I believe we have a lot to talk about in this regard," Arthur said to the little devil.

"Then you've come to the right person." The little devil laughed heartily. "I'm not very big, but I eat a lot. Luckily, my father doesn't let me go hungry, and I don't lack gold either."

The little devil has a big head and a sharp tongue.

Batman, on the other hand, is ruthless, charismatic, and equally knowledgeable.

Despite his unattractive appearance, the little devil spends a lot of time reading, and few can match his vast knowledge.

The two started chatting and ended up having a really fun time.

The young people chatted and laughed, and seemed to get along quite well.

"You should go back now, Master Tyrion." It wasn't until Tywin noticed this that he sent his servants to take his youngest son away.

"Goodbye, Sir Arthur, and best of luck with your ranking." The little devil left reluctantly; such a good chat buddy was a rare find.

"See you later," Arthur said goodbye to his drinking buddies and conversation partners.

Sir Lucas Dayne looked at the toddler Tyrion with a touch of melancholy. "It seems the Duke has kept his youngest son well-protected and doesn't want anyone to see him."

It's not so much about protection, but about being afraid of losing face.

"Who is Tywin Lannister's heir?" Sir Lucas suddenly asked a question that struck at the heart of the matter.

Count Jon, who was completely absorbed in his drink, shook his head. "Then no one will know."

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This is indeed a tricky problem.

Tywin's eldest son is the White Knight, his eldest daughter is married, and his youngest son is not presentable.

So Tywin avoided the question altogether, secretly hoping to call his eldest son back.

Therefore, Tywin deliberately refused to grant Tyrion Lannister a claim to the inheritance, and even avoided the issue altogether. Even under the current circumstances, the right to inherit would normally belong to Tyrion.

From the moment Jaime donned the white robes, the knowledgeable Tyrion had already noticed his position as heir.

Although Tywin refused to give it to him, Tyrion had always coveted the position.

Besides Tyrion, even Cersei had designs on Casterly Rock. As soon as Tywin died, Cersei immediately proclaimed herself Duchess of Casterly Rock.

Therefore, Tywin is also very abstract.

If it were in the Iron Islands or the North, Imp might be thrown into the sea and drowned.

Tywin Lannister disliked his son, yet he didn't restrict Tyrion's spending on gold, granting him normal privileges beyond those of an heir, and even secretly arranged prestigious marriages for him.

Unfortunately, the lords were not fooled by Tywin at all. Since Tywin did not announce the issue of succession, no one was willing to send their daughters to suffer.

However, the explosion of the Casterly Rock inheritance is no longer Arthur's concern; given Tywin's actions, it's bound to backfire sooner or later.

Like Doran, Tywin's biggest problem in life is his irrational emotions.

Tywin himself is a great marriage prospect; he could easily have seven or eight more children.

But Tywin Lannister doesn't want any of them; compared to Lord Layton, he seems like a stud.

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The next day, the tournament camp slowly came back to life, with sausages sizzling and dripping oil over the fire.

The shields displayed outside each tent were engraved with the emblems of the nobles who lived there: the silver eagle of the Sea Frontier City, the burning tree of the West Frontier, the black bat, the twin towers of Lihe, and the pure white emblem of the White Knight.

Arthur and his team began their breakfast at the folding table: dark bread, boiled eggs, fried small fish, and so on.

Through the pale morning light, Arthur saw Count Jorah the Sky Bear slowly binding the beautiful girl's keepsake to his body.

This time, Count Jorah can unleash 100% of his power.

Arthur looked at his beautiful armor, which was still polished to a high shine by the oilstone. Although there were some scratches on Arthur's shield, they were not serious.

Afterwards, Duke Eddard escorted King Robert all the way to the viewing area of ​​the tournament.

The competition slowly began.

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