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

Old town, town hall inn.

In the evening, Arthur interviewed the old maester from the City of Schools.

Arthur wore a gold-based, black-patterned robe, with a unique black bat emblem adorning the simple brocade robe.

At this moment, he didn't seem like a fierce knight, but more like a refined young nobleman.

Even after paying the gatekeeper of the Citadel, only Qyburn came to see Arthur.

"So many muscular men?" Coburn had just noticed Arthur's four henchmen outside the room.

Each of them had well-developed muscles and looked quite fierce.

The heir to Harrenhal was young, but he had a very good eye for people.

But when Qyburn saw Arthur, he was still surprised. He didn't expect him to be a strong and handsome young warrior, not the kind of muscular big guy.

Koben suppressed his curiosity and began the interview process.

Becoming a bachelor requires time and talent, and there are quite a few bare-necked apprentices in the Citadel.

A fool can never obtain a chain and become a full-fledged bachelor, no matter how long he lives.

Even those who have completed their studies can run away before fulfilling their bachelor's oath.

Some people are born into privileged families who are naturally inclined to learn, such as Oberyn Martell and Gonzalo.

Only a select few who swear an oath of allegiance to science and the Bachelor's Oath are ultimately eligible for Bachelor's degree assignment by the Cardinals.

These men also had their pride; they didn't like being lowly military scribes serving the infamous Harrenhalle, and preferred to wait for assignment.

Adding to the conditions Arthur imposed, it's truly difficult to find a suitable candidate.

But in the end, the brave one arrived: Cobb, a bachelor of medicine, raven studies, and astronomy.

He was tall, slightly hunched, with many wrinkles around his prominent blue eyes.

Arthur looked at Coburn, whose necklace now represented astronomy, medicine, and ravenology.

"Bachelor of Science, specializing in medicine, ravens, and astronomy and climatology," Cobb introduced himself.

Qyburn hasn't been secretly conducting human experiments yet, only on cats and dogs. However, due to his relationship with Marwin and his mystical tendencies, he has been marginalized.

"I thought no one in the Citadel would come to see me, and the Silver Stag would be wasted." Arthur looked at Qyburn, then ordered someone to bring Qyburn a glass of mulled wine.

"Most scholars are conservative, which is normal. But I'm different; I'm always curious. I would look down on ordinary lords. I'm very interested in you, Lord Arthur River. You're not short of money, and you're quite interesting," Qyburn explained slowly.

Why?

"Harrenhal is a magical place. Legend has it that the ghosts of the Blackheart King and his descendants haunt its courtyards, and no one can escape Harrenhal's curse. But you seem quite different now. A knight of great promise, Bat Knight."

"Mortals are often afraid of curses, but perhaps only the strong and wise can see through the illusion, mathematician," Arthur mused.

"But before I become your military scribe, I'd like to ask you a question, Master Arthur," Qyburn said mysteriously. "Do you believe in the soul?"

Arthur didn't answer directly, but looked at Qyburn: "The soul is hard to answer, but life is a flowing flame."

"That's right, exactly." Qyburn nodded, his eyes wide, as if he'd found a kindred spirit. "A friend of mine said the same thing."

"Who?"

"Dr. Marwin, but he has already gone to the East to visit," Qyburn replied.

Arthur wasn't disappointed.

There are only two or three major figures in the occult within the Citadel; recruiting just one would be enough for him.

“One person is enough,” Arthur said, looking at Qyburn. “I’ll visit Dr. Marwin when the opportunity arises; there’s no rush. But given your Bachelor status, will the Citadel agree?”

"Others might not agree to come with you, and the Citadel won't let them go," Qyburn said with a shrug. "But I'm different. My best friend is Marwyn. I'm equally unwelcome to the Cardinals and the Doctors; they'd love for me to leave."

“Very well, but I need to make this clear beforehand. A big tree has leaves and roots, and the roots don’t see the light of day and don’t want to be discovered by others. I don’t want you to cause me any trouble,” Arthur said to Qyburn.

Taking in a medical doctor and a biochemistry doctor are two different things.

We're still in peacetime; getting caught would be a huge disaster.

"I understand, but if I do it cleanly and efficiently, I guarantee no one will find out." Coburn's eyes lit up.

"You are my subordinate, so your business is my business. Based on this, my people will assess the risks before you take any action."

Coben nodded, seemingly accepting the idea.

After dissecting cats, dogs, and corpses, Cobb had developed an even bolder idea.

He hoped to advance to the next level of human handling and necromancy, which was one of the reasons he came to join Arthur.

"My lord, your eyes are a deep blue, almost purple. They are truly rare. They resemble those of Aegon V and Rhaegar," Qyburn said cautiously.

"I had a fever when I was a child," Arthur said calmly.

"Understood." Coburn nodded.

"Welcome to my team." Arthur extended his hand.

.....

The sea at dawn.

In the height of summer, the oars of the swan boats on the islands rise and fall, churning the brass-colored water white.

The ships had long since left Whispering Bay, and Arthur could still see the bountiful Green Pavilion, the territory of the Redwin family.

Qingting Island has a large fleet and its own port.

The port town of Lean is located on the island, along with the towns of Vine and Starfish.

Time was of the essence; they would head straight for Starfall City.

"The seas are so calm these days; there are far fewer pirates," the sailors from the Summer Islands remarked.

Even pirates dared not offend the Swan Ship, whose golden-hearted wood greatbows were unparalleled in the world.

"The longships are starting to return home," Arthur thought. King Baron was gathering his strength before launching a major rebellion.

The Iron Islands are weak and must recall the Iron captains who have been plundering the Stepstone Islands, or even the disputed Slave Bay, before they can rebel.

The Iron Throne should have taken note of this trend; perhaps they simply looked down on King Balon.

Robert now has several children, and his throne is becoming increasingly secure. Will anyone still come up to him asking to be beaten?

It's probably impossible for a normal person to fathom Baron's brain.

Arthur stood at the bow of the ship, the sea breeze blowing through his long hair, like a surfer on the sea.

With storms brewing, we mustn't let this golden opportunity slip away.

Behind Arthur, Sir Lucas, Maester Coburn, Squire Verri, Lucas Jr., and the hulking Raleigh spread out behind him like the wings of a goose.

Not far from Arthur were the hired knights Rosso, Song, and Tritimon.

Arthur's team, though cobbled together, was still a gathering of strong individuals.

The original Dark Knight crew had a clear division of labor.

Sir Lucas was the head coach and assistant, while the newcomer, Coburn, was a bachelor.

Veri Ward was in charge of intelligence and mediation, Lucas Jr. was in charge of finances, and Tritimon served as the backup fleet commander.

Rosso, Song and the big guy Raleigh are responsible for muscle output.

"What is the name of Lord Arthur's team?" Coburn asked Sir Lucas curiously.

"The Dark Knights." Sir Lucas looked out at the sea.

As he drew nearer to his hometown, he grew more timid, longing for every blade of grass and every object in the city where the stars had fallen.

The fact that the Dane family now has an heir, Edric, is what makes him happiest.

"The Dark Knights, an odd name." Qyburn grinned. "May that name be renowned throughout Westeros."

Knights-errant were still very popular in Westeros.

Previously there were the Holy Sword Knights and the Green Hand Knights.

However, the Holy Sword Knights were abolished, and the Green Hand Knights were reduced to a single member.

The Mandalay family, having escaped the raging inferno, called themselves the last Green Hand Knights.

The most famous of them now are the Royal Guards, the White Knights Brotherhood.

“It’s not strange,” Arthur explained. “Even in darkness, we will fight for the light.”

The Dark Knights will become famous, Arthur smiled slightly.

He will forge the name of the Dark Knight with blood and fire, death and fear.

Ahead, we've arrived at Starfall City.