Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

The dawn at King's Landing was not beautiful in Robert Royce's eyes. It was different from what he saw in Gulltown. The blue sea and the free sky often connected to form a sky-blue field in Robert's eyes. The fresh air was fragrant, and the smell of sweat from the crew had not yet emerged. At most, he could hear the snoring of the crew members who were deep in sleep from countless masts.

Robert opened his mouth and exhaled hot air, rubbing his hands. From Gulltown to King's Landing, the sea surface changed from blue to dark black. Now that it was close to King's Landing, he could see disgusting dirt everywhere in the sea water.

The Graveson family was very good at managing the port. In comparison, it was no wonder that King's Landing was stinking. Robert thought to himself.

Life in Gulltown was not easy, but it was not as exaggerated as Weimar's complaints all day long. The black cloak on Robert's body was already soaked with rain. There was a rainstorm when they were still four hours away from King's Landing. The raindrops in the sky were as big as beans. They poured on the ship like billions of glass beads from the Citadel hitting the hull, and even the sound was very similar. Robert did not see the product of the Citadel with his own eyes, but it did not prevent him from imagining it.

The captain of Seagull Town staggered to him and shouted at him: "Idiot! Idiot!"

Robert did not hear clearly at that time, so he leaned in to listen.

"Idiot!" The captain shouted, and this time Robert heard it clearly, "Go back to the cabin! Idiot!"

The illegitimate captain of the Shet family had a bad temper. Robert listened to him and returned to the damp cabin.

Now he was standing on the deck again, and the whole King's Landing came into view.

In the Eyrie, there was a thunderstorm in the morning, but the sun was shining brightly in the afternoon. The sunset after the rain, the water drops were endowed with mythical poetry in Robert's eyes. The feudal lord he swore allegiance to was in no mood to appreciate the beautiful scenery that could only be seen in the valley and the Moon Mountains. The death of the former prime minister and the urging from the king made Attis stand silently on the towering walls of the Eyrie.

"I trust the Royce family, I hope you can do something for me." Attis said.

Robert agreed immediately without hesitation.

"Weima and you, go to Seagull Town and help me do something respectively." Attis' voice was as calm as a silent mountain.

Robert arrived at Seagull Town with a secret letter printed with the family emblem of the Arryn family. The ambassadors of the Grafson family, the Shet family, and a so-called chamber of commerce in Qarth were sitting in the reception room of Seagull Town waiting for him.

The Qarth ambassador was very tall, half a head taller than Robert, and his skin was surprisingly pale. No wonder the Dothraki called them "milkmen". As soon as Robert entered the reception room and saw this ambassador who was quite conspicuous among the crowd, he couldn't help but think.

"My Duke's envoy~" The ambassador said with tears in his eyes and excitedly, "The Duke of the Valley, the East Guardian of the Western Continent finally sent you, a general who combines bravery and wisdom, oh no, it should be a great knight, to make friends with the innocent and cruelly accused Qarth people!"

The silk beaded dress danced under the steps of the tall ambassador. Robert obviously couldn't stand this enthusiasm. He frowned uncomfortably, saluted Earl Grafson and the people of the Shet family, and then responded to the Qarth envoy, "The Duke of the Eagle's Nest will not tolerate any sin, nor will he let innocent people suffer in vain."

The ambassador wiped his tears quickly, "Qarth must be the latter."

"I hope so." Robert said.

Count Gerald Grafson's sturdy arms invited several people to sit down together, and a rich snack was served on the table.

"The evil deeds of the Qarth people who robbed and sold grain have not been punished yet." The envoy of the Shet family frowned.

The ambassador's face twisted exaggeratedly, "This matter has never been concluded. No one knows what happened at that time. It's just that your only family framed it!"

The people of the Shet family couldn't sit still in an instant. The talks that hadn't started were at risk of getting out of control.

There was a crisp metal collision sound on the table, and a pin in the shape of a soaring falcon fell on the table. Everyone looked at Robert.

"This matter has been entangled for more than ten years, and it should have been stopped long ago." Robert advised kindly, "This is not my intention, but the intention of Duke Attis. He apologized for not being able to come in person to mediate."

"Ah, the Duke is too polite. We should gather together according to the instructions of the feudal lord." Count Gerald said, his voice slightly hoarse.

The Shet family members agreed, and the Qarth envoy shouted "God bless you" several times before he stopped talking.

"The finances and taxes of Gull Town have become very bad without Petyr's management. The Duke wants to know why and has also given remedial measures." Robert said, pointing his finger at the Qarth envoy.

The Qarth envoy shook his body excitedly, "Qarth is willing to be a part of the remedy! The port of Qarth is unparalleled in the world. We will contact the free trade city-state to increase the transportation of goods to the western continent. Of course, the priority is Gull Town, the city in the valley."

"Qarth?" The Shet family members frowned, "Lord Artis is not wrong, don't forget that the regretful guest of Qarth almost assassinated Lord Artis, if it weren't for that cat."

Robert did not respond, but stared at Earl Gerold.

The earl opened his mouth slightly, he looked at Robert, and seemed to understand something.

"Petyr did help us a lot. The customs officials he left here are experienced and are also familiar with the pirates in the narrow sea," the earl said helplessly.

The Sheite family members also knew this very well, and he bowed his head and remained silent. In fact, the seagull town's trade routes were helped by pirates to a certain extent, but since the seagull town fleet of Longbow Hall surrounded and killed a group of pirates, this situation no longer exists, and the customs officials who have contact with the pirates have also Being dismissed from the valley, trade was naturally affected.

"Then please, Earl, please help me contact the customs official left here by Lord Baelish." Robert said.

Earl Jerrod said quickly: "That's natural. I'm familiar with the person in charge of the customs. He also knows the situation of the pirates. Sir Robert can know whatever he wants to know."

Robert sat half-lying on the soft chair with satisfaction, and he looked at the Qarthen messenger.

"Duke Attis hopes that Qarth and the Shet family can negotiate peace and work together to operate trade."

The Shet family frowned, and the Qarth envoy shrugged, "I am extremely grateful."

"If this is Lord Attis's order." The Sheite family muttered.

Robert took out Attis's souvenir, with the Crescent Falcon logo on it, and handed it to the Schetter family.

"The Sheite family has no objection. Lord Attis can even forgive the assassination, so why can't we forgive him?" the Sheite family members said helplessly.

Robert chuckled lightly, "The accounts still have to be settled." He said to the Qarth envoy: "We can open the door to any chamber of commerce in Qarth, but I don't know if the royal family can tell Duke Attis who hired Sorry guest.”

The envoy was stunned for a moment, fear flashing in his eyes, "These unfortunate guests are a group of religious lunatics and have nothing to do with the royal family."

"We know this. The valley will never doubt anyone in Qarth, let alone the noble royal family. They will even forgive the assassination organization that accepts this kind of employment. The assassin is dead and there is no need to pursue him. However, we need a name. That's all." Robert said according to what Attis taught him.

The Qarth envoy paused for a long time. He spoke something in a language from the Eastern Continent to the advisor on the side. Then he said to Robert in the common language of Westeros with a strange accent: "I don't think the royal family will give up to him easily." It’s a pity that the Duke’s late father made such a request to the royal family as the Prime Minister and received no response.”

"The former Prime Minister didn't give you anything, but Duke Attis, now the Duke, can guarantee the smooth flow of Qarth's caravans in Seagull Town and even the valley, as well as the reconciliation with the Shet family, and the Shet family's dungeon. There are many merchants in Qarth imprisoned," Robert replied calmly.

The Shatter family scratched their heads in embarrassment.

The Qarth envoy and his advisor looked at each other after hearing this, and remained silent for a long time.

"The royal family will reply to you as soon as possible, but the name will not be leaked from the regretful guest. It may only be leaked by an insider close to the person with that name." The Qarth envoy said hesitantly.

"I think there must be someone here in Westeros who will cooperate." Robert replied.

Customs officer Moss followed Robert, with the Red Keep in front.

"Does Littlefinger trust you?" Robert asked.

Moss shook his head, "Littlefinger doesn't trust anyone. It's precisely because I know this that Littlefinger gave my position to others."

Robert chuckled.

"It's unbelievable to me that he did these things." Moss shook his head regretfully.

"If you act as the informant, I think the Prime Minister will believe it. The information Qarth has given is enough." Robert said.

"Maybe" Moss still shook his head.

People like this are used to doubting others, Robert thought to himself.

In the royal forest south of King's Landing, Genos shook the sticky mud on his trousers in embarrassment and looked angrily at the gold-robed men around him who had followed him out of the city to suppress bandits, the three hundred best men he trusted most.

The fat man with small eyes in front of him was sitting on a wooden stake, wiping the steel sword in his hand with the help of tree bark, and washing the blood on it with stream water. "I thought it would be three hundred northerners from the Stark family." The fat man with small eyes explain.

"I did it in the royal council as instructed by the queen." Genos said rather aggrievedly.

"Your allegiance is to the queen, and my allegiance is to Lord Tywin." The fat man with small eyes chewed dried meat and looked at Genos.

Genos was angry, "Don't use Lord Tywin to pressure me, Amory Lodge!"

"It doesn't matter." Amory Lodge got off the tree stump and inserted his steel sword into the soil. "After Lord Tywin received the queen's letter, he arranged for me to act in a play. You have poor acting skills, so it is common for you to fail. "

Genos's face flushed red, "It's all my fault for that Aylin who broke into the Royal Council. Damn it, I'll be in as much trouble as a kid if I die!"

"You took these three hundred gold robes out of the city, and the golden robes in the city were under the control of Attis Arryn. So, the entire city of King's Landing is controlled by wolves and eagles?" Rocky said "chichi" Laugh, said horribly.

Genos lowered his head angrily, "It seems like that, damn, it's really like that!"

"Hahahahaha!" Rocky roared like a mad dog, and Genos turned away in disgust, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

"Lord Tywin told me that the three hundred soldiers of the Stark family controlled the Red Keep. The Lannister people were simply not enough to fill the gap between the northerners. The poor queen judged that these three hundred soldiers were targeting the Lannister people. "Home, I came here and hid like a headless fly. I thought I would keep away the Stark family's northern soldiers, but when I got closer, I realized it was you, bastard." Rocky said pale. The pig's face twisted viciously, roaring like crazy at Genos.

Janos held the sword tightly, and the golden robe was lost at some point. He looked at Loki angrily, and the golden robe behind him looked at Loki with fear. Although the number of the other side was less than 100, the intimidation and fear in their hearts were no less.

"What should we do?" Genos asked.

Loki spread his hands, "Anyway, Lord Tywin already knows, these things are what the masters think."