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

Chapter 89: The Spoils-Sharing Chain with Tob, the Scheming Spider

Night falls, in the Land of Kings.

In the VIP room of Tob's blacksmith shop, Tob only received Arthur and his party.

Arthur wields the Dark Messenger, the sword's moonstone tip and dark, smoky black blade remaining unchanged, only the hilt transformed into a bat spreading its wings.

The large black bat seemed to have come to life, coldly observing all things in the world.

(Generated by AI, so please bear with it. The blade should have black ripples, but it doesn't have that effect.)

"As expected of a divine weapon." Arthur felt very satisfied with the Dark Messenger's balance.

Arthur summoned Lucas Rutter and instructed him to pay Tob the reward.

"You are too generous, Lord Arthur," Tob said happily. "I will also give you a new scabbard, made of walnut wood, with sharkskin and obsidian on the outside, and decorated with gold. But I would like to ask that you put in a good word for me when you wield this sword and slay powerful enemies."

"No problem." Arthur accepted the new scabbard without any hesitation.

"Wouldn't it be troublesome to fuse two Valyrian steel swords into one?" Arthur asked.

“That would be much more difficult,” Tob said seriously. “I would need to melt both swords down and then combine them into one, which would be much more difficult than it is now. And there are so many Valyrian steel swords available.”

Valyrian steel isn't something you can just pick up anywhere.

"Maybe there will be an opportunity," Arthur chuckled.

According to the original story, Tywin Lannister had Tobirama melt the ice into two swords for him, and even changed the ripples on the swords.

Arthur's idea of ​​fusing the swords into one might be more technically challenging.

Arthur was contemplating the beauty of the greatsword.

If he could get his hands on Red Rain or Orphan Maker, then the greatsword could be combined into one.

Tob looked at Arthur; most people wouldn't have much hope.

But this young master Arthur is no ordinary man; perhaps he really has this opportunity.

"If you ever have such an opportunity, be sure to contact me. You can obtain a greatsword without going to Kohol. And any orders your cavalry will place here in the future, I'll give you a discount," Tob assured him.

"Don't worry, old Tor, I won't forget you," Arthur promised.

"If I'm not mistaken, Lord Arthur, you are going to attack the Ironborn again this time. I do have a favor to ask."

"Tob asked."

"What?" Arthur looked at the blacksmith.

"The Iron Islands have no trees, no horses, no cattle, but they have one thing that is truly unique in the world," Tob mused.

"You mean minerals?"

“That’s right.” Tob nodded. “Blacksmiths are most familiar with minerals. I know that Great Wake Island, Harlow Island, and Oak Island all have rich deposits of lead, tin, and iron ore. Because of these minerals, there are even many excellent craftsmen in the iron industry. The swords, axes, ring armor, and plate armor produced in King’s Port are very famous.”

The land in the Iron Islands is very barren and unsuitable for farming, but suitable for grazing goats.

If it weren't for the abundance of sea fish in the surrounding ocean, this group of people would have starved to death long ago.

Besides fishing, all they do is rob.

Although there are mineral resources, most people in the Iron Islands despise trade; they consider it a manly affair.

Moreover, the Iron Islands lacked timber, so they had to rob people to steal wood in order to build ships.

"You want to cooperate with me?" Arthur looked at Tob. "Actually, you don't lack minerals, and first-rate blacksmiths won't lack good iron. King's Landing is the second largest port and the first city in the Seven Kingdoms."

"But I crave high-quality iron at an affordable price," Tob said in a low voice.

Arthur immediately understood Tob's meaning: he wanted to engage in bloody capital trade.

As soon as the armies of the seven nations arrive at the Iron Islands, they will definitely take the opportunity to launch a fierce counterattack and start a zero-dollar purchase campaign.

In that case, King's Port will inevitably be destroyed.

The blacksmiths' shops and their iron blocks are definitely doomed.

What aroused Top's greed was this portion of high-quality, reasonably priced, low-priced iron.

"You've got some nerve, Tob," Arthur said, looking at the blacksmith. "They're very particular about iron quality; aren't you afraid they'll retaliate?"

"I'm not just a blacksmith, I'm also a businessman. Besides, you even dared to steal Valyrian steel swords made of high-grade iron, so it's normal for these bullies to give you some pig iron and refined iron. Lord Arthur, you see, I employ so many people. As a businessman, I have to consider profits. Now that such a suitable opportunity has presented itself, I'm naturally eager to take it. Rest assured, I will definitely give you the best price."

"You've got a good eye for people, old Tob." Arthur laughed and then started bargaining with Tob.

If Tob hadn't reminded him, he would have forgotten about this industry chain.

Since Arthur couldn't travel by sea with the army, there was no chance of finding gold and silver treasures at sea. He could only follow the army and try to collect them during the landing operation.

"Money is no problem, but you need to reserve the best stock for me first. Only then can I make sure I can bring it back for you," Arthur promised, looking at Tob.

Top's skill level is indeed outstanding.

"No problem." Tob gritted his teeth and nodded.

It was only after seeing Arthur's ruthlessness that Tob had the idea of ​​dividing the spoils after the Seven Kingdoms' army raided the Iron Islands.

"It's a pleasure working with you!"

"It's a pleasure working with you!"

Arthur reached a pre-arranged agreement with Tob to divide the spoils, and although they had not yet reached the Iron Islands, the sales channels were already in place.

. . . .

The hut of the eight-legged spider.

The eight-legged spider sat at the desk, lost in thought.

For him, almost everything was under his control.

"Baron, Baron, why did you mess with Robert? You idiot," Varys thought with a sigh.

It can only be said that none of these iron-blooded people have normal brains.

Aside from the insane Ironborn, the reclusive Dornish.

On the current chessboard, only two new characters from the Seven Kingdoms may puzzle the Spider.

One is Littlefinger, promoted by old Erin, and the other is Arthur Hoan, who has recently risen to fame.

"Arthur Hoan, heir to Harrenhal," the Spider murmured the name. "The little bat has certainly made a name for himself lately. So, is he loyal to the dragons or the deer? Or perhaps, he's loyal to neither. Just like Littlefinger, purely driven by personal power."

The Harrenhal family has always had close ties with the Dragon King's family; generally, only the Dragon King's favored ministers could obtain Harrenhal's 0.

For this reason, they have always been considered to be the core Dragon Party, even closer to Riverrun.

Count Walter was clearly a Rega supporter back then, but Spider couldn't trust him.

Earl Walter is more cunning and not as easily appeased or loyal as a griffin.

"But people change, especially young people who have forgotten their hatred," the spider sighed.

Even the eight-legged spider couldn't grasp Arthur's true nature.

But after some thought, the spider decided to observe cautiously rather than make contact.

This is consistent with what spiders do.

Spider's social circle is filled with three types of people.

The first category is his little birds, those who provide him with intelligence, who are purely tools.

The second category consists of important figures who associate with Spiders, who peddle information, whether true or false, to them, operating within the power structure.

But everyone distrusted each other; even the Queen was like that among those at the royal council.

The third group is the core of the Spider's gang: the fat governor, and the little Aegon and the lion they hid.

"Never mind!" Varys thought to himself.

Even if there's a slight possibility that Arthur is a member of the Dragon Party, or even a Red Dragon, it's best to keep your distance.

Varys was for those who had once served the Red Dragon, the princes of the King's Lands, the princes of the Riverlands, and the people of Dorne.

He didn't have much contact with these people; Varis's idea was very simple: wait for the children to grow up.

Before this, it was not advisable to contact these so-called "Dragon Party" members, nor were they of much value in winning them over.