Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 11 Martial Arts Tournament (1)

Outside the city wall, on the bank of the Blackwater River, more than a hundred tents were set up and dozens of flags were erected. If you look down from the city wall, it looks like a flowing rainbow river, forming a bright and dirty contrast with the black and stinky Blackwater River next to it.

Thousands of people were swarming outside the city gates. The exquisite sedan chairs of noble women shuttled between the city gates. Knights and servants were in pairs. It was difficult to separate residents and nobles at this time.

"King's Landing is too crowded." Weimar complained.

Attis shook off the mud on his cloak and said indifferently: "You should have gone out of the valley to take a look outside, Weimar."

Weimar blushed. He had only been out of Runestone City three times in his life. The first time was to go to Seagull Town to see the sea. In Weimar, it was to see the sea, and his father, Earl Jon, wanted his son to see the warships in the valley and understand their structure, but Weimar only remembered the boundless sea.

So when they returned to Runestone City, Earl Jon asked him about the warships, but he stuttered and couldn't answer any of them. Attis heard from the coach Sam that Lord Jon was so angry that his beard stood up.

Attis remembered that he was at the Moon Gate Castle to attend Lord Nestor's name day. After returning to Runestone City and hearing about it, he instantly felt how boring it was for him to go to the Moon Gate Castle for a banquet. He regretted not going to Seagull Town with Weimar to see the bustling trade port and the crowded city.

The second time Weimar left Runestone City was to participate in hunting in the vassal territory of the Royce family. At that time, the most impressive place for him was Coldwater City, because the daughter of Baron Kovat of Coldwater City was very beautiful and had a good voice like a lark. Weimar once told Attis personally that he was deeply attracted to that lady.

Of course, Artis knew that he was deeply attracted. After returning to Runestone City, Weimar did not take anything seriously. He often looked up at the blue sky with a silly smile on his face. Even when his two brothers teased him, he did not fight back as usual, but was like the protagonist in the knight novel who was determined to pursue love, disdaining people without love.

As time went by, the feelings gradually receded like the tide, and Weimar wanted to crawl into the cracks in the ground. He cursed himself for being so stupid several times before.

The third time was to follow the army to the Longbow Hall.

And now they are in King's Landing, the capital of the kingdom.

The flag of the Arryn family stopped in front of the Red Castle, the Blue Robe Guard and the Gold Robe Guard were waiting on both sides of the road, and a long sedan stopped in the middle of the guard. Attis saw from a distance that his father and Anda were talking.

Atis' heart seemed to be gradually filled with heavy gravel, and he was nervous as he rode up and down. When he really got close to his father, his mood suddenly relaxed.

"Fortunately, my father has not changed much since four years ago.", Atis thought to himself.

He and Weimar dismounted. Artis walked forward, swallowed, took a deep breath, and said, "Father.".

His father looked at him with a smile, "Artis."

Weimar knelt down with a "thump!" and said in a loud voice that Artis had never heard in his life: "The son of the Earl of Runestone City, Weimar Royce, greets the Prime Minister, the Warden of the East, the Warden of Arryn Vale, the Duke of the Eyrie, Lord Jon Arryn! Your reputation is known from the Land of Eternal Winter to the Summer Sea, from the Sunset Sea to the Land of Shadows."

Everyone looked at him in silence.

Weimar knelt on one knee on the ground, not noticing the awkward silence, but secretly cursed himself for trying so hard, his knee hitting the armor and hurting.

Jon Arryn ended the silence, "Young man, get up."

Weimar stood up excitedly, he winked at Artis proudly, Artis smiled helplessly at him, and cursed secretly, "Fool!".

Everyone entered the reception room of the Prime Minister's Tower together.

Lady Lysa was taking care of the four-year-old Robin, and did not personally entertain Artis and his party in the reception room. Artis could see that his father was particularly angry because of this. He forced a smile in front of Anda and tried to calmly respond to Jasper, the eldest son of the Redford family, about the protection of the Red Fort.

Artis sat on the right side closest to the main seat. He smiled at Michel Redford, who looked at him with admiration. He had already learned about this person from Weimar. The youngest son of the Redford family, it is said that his swordsmanship is one of the best in the valley. Sam, the coach of Runestone City, once praised Michel in front of Weimar.

"My Lord? What should I call you? Sorry, Sir?" Artis raised his glass and looked at him, nodding slightly.

Michelle raised his glass and took a big gulp of wine. He quickly responded, "No Sir, Sir, Squire, I am still a Squire."

Artis wiped the stains left by the dessert on his mouth with a clean cloth and complimented, "You will definitely be a great knight, Sir Michelle."

Michelle's eyes lit up and he said softly, "Yes Sir, I know my talent very well. I tell you, Sir, although Brother Jaspi is tall and strong, he can't fight me for more than ten rounds."

Artis noticed that Jaspi next to the Prime Minister was still holding up the valley map around the Red Fort and introducing something to his father.

"You must know the coach of Runestone City, the illegitimate son. He wanted to teach me swordsmanship, but he was defeated by my sword. I thought hahaha, I thought he was very powerful hahaha." Michelle talked about his great achievements incessantly. Artis took a sip of wine with some regret, swallowed the pigeon meat in his throat, and after putting down the wine glass, he continued to look at Michelle with a smile.

"You have never defeated Sam." Weimar muttered dissatisfiedly.

Michelle frowned and looked at him, "I don't believe it. I knocked off his armor with one strike of my sword."

Weimar laughed loudly, "Hey, boy, Sam is holding a real sword, and you are holding a blunt sword. He doesn't want to hurt you, so he can't use it at all."

Michelle's eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "This can't be true." His voice was obviously not as confident as before. He recalled carefully and sat aside in silence.

Weimar looked at Artis proudly again, who gave him a thumbs up under the table.

The squire beside Jon Arryn helped Jon stand up. The noisy voices gradually stopped, and everyone focused on his father.

"Since I became Prime Minister, it has been difficult to see you." My father raised his glass and exchanged greetings.

Ser Jaspy Redford was the first to speak, "Lord Arryn has worked hard for the affairs of the country. My father and I deeply admire him." Then everyone reported to their homes and stood up to raise their glasses.

His father pressed his hand slightly in the air to signal for silence. He shook his head and said, "Even though the affairs of the kingdom are entangled, I am a family man after all. I am an Aelin."

He pointed to Attis aside, "It's a good thing we still have Aylin at home."

Everyone laughed when they heard the sound, and tried their best to echo the Prime Minister's humor, "Eagle of the Valley!" Someone shouted at the table, and even a whistle slipped from somewhere on the long table.

"Yes, yes, Attis." His father looked at him, and Attis also stood up.

Jon Arryn put his hand on Attis's shoulder, "Attis Arryn, my heir." His father's smile always hung on his face, "The valley is grateful to my Attis, hahahaha! ", my father drank the wine in one gulp and laughed heartily.

This banquet where the princes of the valley chatted about everyday things didn't last long. After it was over, everyone left separately. Some of them had properties in King's Landing, so they didn't have to worry about where to live; some went out of the city to live in tents, or even in the fields outside the city. There are many preparations for the tourney, and most people go into the taverns and brothels of King's Landing to have fun.

Attis did not return to the Prime Minister's Tower. Everything in the Red Keep had lost its appeal to him. He arranged for Arryn's blue-robed soldiers to help his father into the sedan, and then moved into Arryn's house with Weimar and his friends in King's Landing. In the courtyard house.

After a simple arrangement, Attis put on his formal attire. He didn't have to wear chainmail these days. The first event of the tourney was a group contest, but he only participated in the jousting contest. These days, for me, I just keep going to banquets and banquets, and by the way, I get to know the ladies of the nobles, the knights with superb martial arts, or the attendants suitable to serve the knights.

While in Runestone City, letters came from all directions about wanting to be his attendants, some of whom were even ten years older than him. Attis felt that this matter could not be taken lightly and must be decided by himself.

Weimar never seemed to rest. He was practicing sword fighting with Robert in the yard. Both of them were holding blunt swords. In a few days, he would participate in the group competition, and he was now waiting for the results of the draw.

"It would be great if Weimar hadn't been knighted." Attis sighed secretly. Weimar and himself were knighted by Lord John. If not, maybe Weimar could come to be his attendant.

Luo Ba's sword was wider and thicker, making it difficult for Weimar to defend against it. So he no longer defended passively, but actively and continuously attacked Luo Ba's side tentatively, trying to make Luo Ba's sword swings wider to consume his physical strength.

The Weimar sword hit Luo Ba's chest, leaving a sword flower on his chest. He turned to hold the sword in his left hand. The sword suddenly turned to Luo Ba's right side and suddenly hit his right shoulder, causing Luo Ba to retreat continuously. Weimar did not miss this opportunity. He leaned forward quickly, brandished the long sword with both hands, made a cross on Luoba's armor, and swept forward at an extremely fast speed.

Luo Ba was caught off guard. He blocked the attack with his heavy sword in the middle. Without avoiding the attack, he lowered his center of gravity and slashed down with his heavy sword. Weimar's light sword lost its momentum, but his whole body was leaning forward. Luo Ba jumped to the side of Weimar, and kicked Weimar mercilessly to the ground with a side kick.

"You are going to a group competition, so you can't focus too much on one person, Weimar." Attis walked aside, holding a dull knife in his hand. Attis smiled slightly, "Add me, Robert, and we'll beat him together."

Robert was about to agree, but when he saw the dress on Attis, he couldn't help but said worriedly: "It can't be done without a little bit of protection."

Attis lifted his dress, and the soft armor appeared in Robert's eyes, and then the latter agreed to Attis joining.

"Oh, no." Weimar stood up, complaining, but he had already taken a stance, with the long sword standing in front of him.

After that, only Weimar's screams could be heard in the air.

Fifty thousand words is coming soon...

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