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

House Tyrell was known for its brotherly love and respect, and from a young age, children were taught to follow their heir and serve the family.

Stark also educated his children in this way.

But the difference lies in the ruthless Queen of Thorns.

An old house where a treasure.

The Stark family lacked an elder to keep things in check.

If Rickard Stark had personally mentored Robb, he could have created a corrupted Direwolf.

"It's quite remarkable. Your grandfather and father weren't exactly masters at hitting people with sticks, but you're incredibly skilled." The Queen of Thorns stopped dwelling on Harrenhal's attitude towards Robert and changed the subject.

Arthur's feigned ignorance is either a sign of stupidity or a sign of a deep and calculating person.

"That's all I'm good at," Arthur said with a smile.

The Queen of Thorns touched her nose. "That kind of game of hitting people with sticks won't make you smart, but young boys love it. Garan and Loras both like it, and Garan especially admires you. If you're interested, you can practice with them."

"Thank you for your kindness, but I can't stay long. I have to continue south," Arthur said politely.

"Going south won't stop you from having fun here; we can support your retinue," the Queen of Thorns said directly. "Highgarden is a lot of fun. My foolish son has many singers, and besides that, we've hired flute players, violinists, and harpists. Highgarden has the finest horses, and pleasure boats for you to cruise along the Mandeb River. And the best hounds and falcons, boy."

Both the gardener and Tyrell have a love for art, music, and culture.

Of the seven kingdoms, only Highgarden has been celebrated in songs by countless singers.

The reason is simple: the High Court has the money and the time to have people hype things up for them.

"Highgarden's fame has spread throughout the seven kingdoms. When I return from my travels, I will slowly appreciate this castle," Arthur replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"That's a real shame," the Queen of Thorns said, feigning regret.

"Now you can teach your admirers a lesson. Garan, didn't you want to spar with the little bat to make up for not getting beaten up on Dragonstone last time?" the Queen of Thorns asked.

"Isn't this too hasty?" The chubby-cheeked Second Rose Garland asked in surprise.

"There's no rush. Your idol won't be staying in Highgarden for long," the Queen of Thorns said impatiently. "Are you willing, little bat?"

"Come on," Arthur replied simply.

However, none of Arthur's servants were present, and Veri and Lucas Jr. were given a rest.

Arthur will make do with the Tyrell family's rose armor today.

Beneath the armor is leather armor, which is very green.

"Excuse me, Arthur." Garland also donned his armor and picked up his shield, which bore two golden roses.

Garan, dressed in green, rushed forward, wielding his blunt sword with ferocious speed.

"Galan, fight for Highgarden!" Margaret and Loras cheered Garlan's name.

Velas, on the other hand, had a solemn expression.

The Queen of Thorns watched the match, while her guards observed the game with their left and right hands.

The twin guards are about two meters tall and are still growing.

The two men had equally strong jaws, equally deep blue eyes, and equally thick red beards.

Arthur remained unmoved. Garland was already quite strong for his age, unlike those River Bend's pretty faces.

Arthur remained as steadfast as a rock in a storm.

"Bang!" Garland rushed forward, but Arthur simply blocked with his sword as Garland landed.

"Crack!" The two blunt swords clashed together.

Garland's eyes widened, feeling that his power was no longer under his control.

The impact erupted from the point where the weapons clashed, and then burst forth within his body.

"How is this possible!" Garland didn't even have time to get back on defense and gather his strength before his opponent launched another attack.

"My turn!" Arthur sheathed his sword, drew it, and swung it in a circular slash.

Arthur continued to exert his strength, his eyes and hands moving quickly.

His blunt sword was incredibly fast.

In the past, he used thicker and wider counterfeit Dawn products.

Now, with this kind of normal blunt sword, the speed advantage is even more obvious.

Garan brandished his longsword, using his shield to defend himself, but he was powerless to stop it.

Fast! Fierce! Heavy!

Arthur's sword strikes were the real storm, leaving Garan feeling suffocated.

Arthur didn't display any fancy sword techniques.

Precise ordinary sword moves, powerful enough to send bricks flying, were impossible to defend against.

Garland's shield was blown away, and he was repeatedly struck by Arthur's blunt sword until he surrendered.

Arthur had already prepared a plan.

If it had been a headshot, Second Rose would have suffered a concussion long ago.

"I lost! You're even more terrifying than last time," Garland said with a wry smile.

He stood holding his sword, feeling soreness in many parts of his body.

Galland, however, felt he benefited greatly.

His opponent, Arthur, is indeed a freak, a supermodel in terms of stats, and the most formidable rookie of our time.

Even ordinary attacks are extremely fierce, no wonder he shone brightly on Dragonstone.

No matter how much you practice with idiots, it's not as good as sparring with a master like this.

Unfortunately, Arthur was a second-highest nobleman, and this opportunity was rare and hard to come by.

"Amazing! Amazing!" Velas took a deep breath and then clapped.

They're the same age, yet the difference between them is outrageous.

Margaret and Loras also joined in the applause.

Young Loras retorted defiantly, "You defeated my brother, but I will challenge you again, Bat Rider."

"Alright then." Arthur laughed.

If the future is yours, prove it to me.

Unfortunately, Loras didn't have that opportunity anymore; he couldn't surpass him.

"The little bats are indeed impressive. Take your new friends out to play, and treat them well, Garland, Loras, Margaret. I'm tired, let Velas keep me company and have a chat," the Thorn Queen said listlessly.

"Yes, Grandmother." After removing her armor and resting, Garland led Arthur, her younger brother, and her younger sister to see the Highgarden Cathedral and various other buildings.

In the garden, the Queen of Thorns remained, along with her guards Eric, the Arik brothers, and Velas, the heir to Highgarden.

"How are you feeling?" the Queen of Thorns asked the left hand and the right hand.

In the future, Garland and Loras will only be considered as overt henchmen.

The Thorn Queen's twin guards, the left and right hands, are Tyrell's hidden trump cards.

Zuo Shou pondered, "Strong. Young Master Garland is not weak, but his opponent is too strong. Black Bat's stamina, speed, strength, and swordsmanship are not like those of someone his age; they are like the most ruthless veteran."

Right Hand also commented, "Logically speaking, it's hard for a tall person to have outstanding agility and endurance, this is incredible. This time, the blunt sword isn't even his most comfortable one; he usually practices with the blunt sword like the Dawn's."

"However, he is not without rivals, such as Tywin's dog, who is also a formidable opponent," Left Hand said.

"If even the Hound loses, then his talent seems to rival that of the Dawnbreaker," Right Hand said solemnly.

"The talent of the Dawn Swordsman? No wonder such an arrogant family as Dane was willing to send an instructor to train him." A cold glint flashed in the Thorn Queen's eyes. "We have quite a few opponents in the arena. I originally thought the younger ones were just the Kingslayer, the Mountain, and the Hound, but now there's the Black Bat."

"I'm no match for him," Velas calmly analyzed.

"Of course you're not, but you are the heir to Highgarden, so you can't be too weak. Your father has three sons, so it's normal for him to want a 'Long Spear' Leo," the Thorn Queen said, clasping her hands together.

"While others are forging the next Dawn Sword, we must hurry and forge the next Longthorn," the Thorn Queen said with a sense of urgency.

This champion knight also occupies a niche, where competition is fierce.

"Galan and Loras are both very promising," Velas emphasized.

"The arena is for hitting people with wooden sticks, but if you do well, you can attract a lot of followers. The little bat is handsome, capable, and cunning. I wonder what his future holds," the Thorn Queen pondered.

"He's too close to the Iron Throne to affect our plans," Velas cautioned.

"I hope so too! It wouldn't hurt to let your brother and Little Bat get to know each other; he is indeed excellent." The Queen of Thorns nodded. "But the great plan for Rose cannot be thwarted. When your brother Loras is a little older, we will send him to Storm's End to become Renly's squire; Renly likes him very much. As for Garan, he will be your loyal sword and shield. Margaery is too young, but she will also be of suitable use; a marriage alliance would be very valuable."

"I understand," Velas nodded.

“You don’t understand, Velas. Using sticks is for the arena. But power requires brains; we need to make the Rose stronger.” The Queen of Thorns shook her head. “If King’s Landing had the connections, Highgarden wouldn’t have to rely on Renly.”

Velas nodded. Besides Margaret, he was also frequently taught by the Queen of Thorns.

Arrangements, hype for the next thorn in the side, and alliances—these are the High Court's three-pronged approach.

Even though they didn't have the chance to invade King's Landing for the time being, they never gave up.