Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

"Sorry, Lord Tully, Sam, Dickon, for keeping you waiting."

Margaery lifted the hem of her skirt and gave a slight salute. The bright smile on her face made the entire knight hall seem to be a little brighter.

Samwell only glanced at it, then lowered his head again.

The beauty in front of him is not something he can covet.

At least not for now.

But the younger brother Dickon stared blankly at the delicate rose in front of him, completely unaware of how impolite his behavior was.

Earl Randall coughed lightly to wake up his distraught second son, and then asked Margaery:

"I don't know when the Lord Duke will come?"

Margaery showed shame: "Father is unwell today, so I can't come, I'm really sorry."

Earl Randall frowned slightly: "In that case, let's reschedule."

Margaret shook her head, took out a scroll of letters from behind, and said with a smile:

"There is no need to reschedule. Father has already signed the development order and entrusted me to hand it over."

"But what about canonization?"

"I will also be canonized instead of my father."

As soon as this remark came out, the knight hall fell silent instantly.

Dickon still foolishly didn't realize it, but Earl Randall and Samwell already understood that the Duke of Mace was deliberately making no excuses.

In fact, this is not too surprising.

After so many years of development and management in the River Bend, there are not many unclaimed lands left. If you really want to open up, you can only go to the barren land near the frontier, such as the Crimson Mountains.

But there are really poor mountains and bad waters, and bandits and bandits are rampant, let alone whether there is any development value, the difficulty of establishing a territory there is not something ordinary people dare to challenge.

And the reputation of the cowardly eldest son of the Tarly family was no secret in the aristocratic circle of the Riverbend. No one would think that Samwell was qualified and capable to open up new territories.

The Duke of Metz is obviously unwilling to grant a pioneering order to such a person.

If Earl Landau hadn't come to beg in person this time, Duke Metz would never have let go.

But granting the pioneering order also means that Samwell will become a vassal of the Duke of Metz, so it stands to reason that the Duke of Metz should personally canonize Samwell Tarly as a pioneering knight.

However, the Duke was obviously very reluctant to accept Samwell as his knight.

That's why he deliberately pretended to be sick and didn't come forward in person, but sent his own daughter to confer on Samwell and grant the pioneering order.

In fact, Earl Landau could also understand the embarrassment of Duke Mace. If Duke Mace sent his eldest son, the heir of Highgarden, Veras Tyrell to do this instead of him, Earl Landau would also He pinches his nose and admits it.

But Margaery...

What qualifications does she have to be a knight?

Such humiliation, even Earl Randall hated his eldest son, found it a bit unacceptable.

He stared at Margaery coldly, not hiding his anger.

Margaret still had a soft and innocent smile on her delicate face, as if she didn't understand where Earl Landau's anger came from.

Just when the atmosphere gradually became stagnant, Samwell, the person involved, suddenly broke the deadlock:

"In that case, there is Miss Margery Lau."

Facing the humiliation, Samwell was of course angry, but he also understood that the anger of the weak is not worth mentioning.

Moreover, he did not forget the biggest purpose of his trip - to get the development order.

He didn't want to lose what was really important for the sake of ridiculous dignity.

The ups and downs he has experienced in his previous life have taught him to endure when necessary.

Upon hearing this, Margaery looked at Samwell with a flash of surprise, then smiled and said:

"Okay, let's get started."

Earl Randall glared at his son with a look of hatred, as if to say, "You are willing to accept the canonization of a woman"?

But Samwell himself agreed, and he couldn't say anything more.

Margaery walked up the steps in the front row of the hall, while Samwell knelt down on one knee in front of the steps.

A beam of light shot down from the glazed skylight, just covering the two of them, adding a little sacred atmosphere to the ceremony that was about to begin.

Samwell drew out the long sword at his waist and raised his hands above his head.

Just as Margaery was about to get it, Earl Randall suddenly said:

"Canonize the blood of the Tully family, you should use this [Broken Heart]."

Clang——

Earl Randall pulled out the two-handed giant sword from his waist and handed it to Margaery.

This giant sword [Broken Heart] made of Valyrian steel has been passed down by the Tully family for more than 500 years. It weighs more than 30 pounds. It is difficult for normal people to hold it, let alone swing it to fight .

As for the pampered and pampered noble lady... she really might not be able to lift this giant sword.

Obviously, Earl Randall's move was to make the Rose of Highgarden look ugly and vent his dissatisfaction.

Facing Earl Landau's deliberate embarrassment, Margaery did not back down, but smiled slightly, and stretched out her white and slender hands.

Ding--

The tip of the sword hit the marble floor, but fortunately, the hilt was firmly held in Margaery's hand.

She took a deep breath and used all her strength to lift the giant sword and place it on Samwell's shoulder.

"Huh—the great sword inherited from the Tully family is really extraordinary. No wonder the Earl can use it to cross the battlefield and be invincible."

After these words, Earl Randall was embarrassed to say anything more, he just snorted softly, took a few steps back and stood still.

Margaret looked down at the half-kneeling knight in front of her, and was about to read the oath when she suddenly remembered something and asked:

"By the way, Sam, are you going to keep using the original family name, or change to a new one?"

After becoming the pioneer lord, Samwell can indeed change to a new family name to show his separation from the Tully family in Hornhill.

Samwell heard the words, but did not answer immediately.

He still lowered his head, and his body began to tremble slightly.

Seeing this, Margaery thought that the other party was uncomfortable being pressed by the giant sword, so she used a little force to help share some of the weight.

In fact, Samwell trembled not from the sword at all, but from excitement.

Because, he actually saw the square characters after three months!

These words that do not belong to this different world appeared in the lower right corner of his field of vision after the canonization ceremony began, and he had to work hard to read them clearly:

Samwell Tarly

Title: Pioneering Knight

Territory: None

Vassals: none

Strength: 1.08

Agility: 0.52

Spirit: 1.12

What's this?

Is it the property panel?

Samwell was ecstatic in his heart.

This joy crashed down like a boulder, shattering the forbearance he had tried to maintain since he crossed.

At this moment, the anger, fear, humiliation, and worry that have been suppressed for a long time... rolled and surged in his chest, brewing into an inexplicable emotion, as if it was about to burst out.

If before, he only wanted to rely on his familiarity with the plot to navigate among the major forces with ease, or sit around with his thick thighs in his arms, then now, a sense of ambition suddenly rose in his heart——

The ambition of the iron throne, twisted and ugly, full of sharp horns, forged from thousands of swords!

"I've figured out a new family name." Samwell raised his head again, followed the icy giant sword to look directly at Margaery's brown eyes like a deer, and said loudly,

"Caesar!

From now on, I am Samwell Caesar! "

Margaery froze.

At a certain moment just now, she seemed to see jumping flames from the eyes of the man in front of her.

But soon, she regained her composure, confirmed that there was no precedent for this new family name, and smiled at Samwell, her tone becoming extremely solemn:

"I, Margaery Tyrell, daughter of Mace Tyrell, in the name of Governor of the Reach, Warden of the South, and Duke of Highgarden, canonize Samwell Caesar as a Pioneer Knight.

All unclaimed lands in the river bend can be developed by you, and all unclaimed people can be sheltered by you. May the Father give you integrity, May the Mother give you mercy, may the warrior give you courage, may the Crone give you wisdom, and may the Stranger give you strength to overcome all enemies! "

"I, Samwell Caesar, under the witness of the Seven Gods, swear by the heroic spirit of the holy ancestor 'Green Hand' Garth, to dedicate my loyalty to the great Duke of Mace! From now on, your will is mine Uphold the belief that your sword points is the direction of my progress!

I will protect this honor with my life! "