Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Samwell received a hint from his uncle's meaningful eyes, and immediately understood that the Peake family had also been drawn over!

"Lord Titus."

"Sam, come to Xingshuo City when you have time, and teach my ineffective sons, so that they don't know how to know the sky and the earth all day long." Earl Titus made no secret of his closeness.

"my pleasure."

The hunting party is also an occasion for nobles to socialize.

As Sir Alleken began to preside over cleaning the battlefield and distributing the prey, the nobles also took off their helmets one after another, started chatting and maintaining contacts.

And Samwell, as an inconspicuous little baron, unknowingly gathered around him a large number of Riverbend nobles, such as Peake, Rowan, Hightower, Cuy, Fossoway, Webber...

Margaery held Samwell's arm, with a sweet smile on her face, watching the men around her chatting and laughing happily with the various lords of the Reach with joyful and respectful eyes.

It was hard for her to imagine that just two and a half years ago, this was a cowardly fat man who had just been kicked out of the house by his father, known throughout the Reach as the "Talley family's useless eldest son".

Today, the name of Caesar has spread throughout the Seven Kingdoms and has become a legend.

Margery believes that his future will not stop there.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Margaery felt that her father's prestige in the Reach was probably nothing more than that.

The worries that arose in her heart were quickly suppressed by Margaery. She believed that her father would understand her choice in the future.

She's doing it for the future of House Tyrell, too.

When Cleopatra returned from hunting, she immediately attracted the attention and interest of the nobles.

There were more people around Samwell immediately.

At noon, the attendants lit a bonfire and began to prepare lunch.

Just hunted a group of wild boars, enough for everyone to share.

But before the wild boar was roasted, the horn sounded again not far away.

It is estimated that other teams discovered the large beast.

But here everyone was preparing to have lunch, only a few knights responded to the call and rushed in the direction of the sound of the horn.

Samwell sat still, cutting some raw meat and feeding it to Cleopatra.

The white dragon breathed out dragon flames, roasted the meat, and swallowed it in one gulp, making a contented hiss.

Looking at this scene, Margaery suddenly asked curiously: "Sam, what does Dragon Burn barbecue taste like?"

"Actually, there's not much difference. You can try it yourself." Samwell put a piece of Bailong's roasted meat on Margaery's plate.

"Thank you!" The girl's eyes curved into crescent moons.

But when Cleopatra saw the meat of her mouth being taken away by others, she immediately became unhappy, flapping her wings and neighing angrily.

Samwell quickly cut another piece of meat to appease it.

But when uncle Sir Alekon saw this situation, he also came over to ask for a taste of "Dragon Burn Roast Meat".

Samwell had to give him a piece too.

Seeing this, the rest of the nobles came to ask for it one after another, and the Dragon Flame Barbecue became very popular all of a sudden.

The poor Bailong was used as a fire tool by the unscrupulous owner, and he grilled the meat exhaustedly, but he couldn't eat it in his mouth, so he went on strike in anger.

The nobles laughed and dispersed.

Samwell just said to appease the angry white dragon, when he saw a knight applauding his horse, he said loudly:

"A red deer is found in the northeast, a red deer is found in the northeast!"

In Westeros, deer are considered the noblest animals in the forest and the best game for a hunt.

No nobleman wants to miss a deer hunt.

Therefore, the nobles who were reluctant to move just now put down the food in their hands, got up and mounted their horses, and started a new round of hunting.

All of a sudden, the sound of horseshoes rang out, rolling up bursts of smoke and dust.

Samwell followed suit.

After riding northeast for about ten minutes, Samwell saw the large army and the red deer that had been surrounded and cornered.

It was dark red in fur except for a fringe of white hair around its neck, and it was about five feet high, with a pair of magnificent horns crowning its head.

"Take back the hound! Take back the hound!" Earl Matus Rowan yelled loudly, "Who's stupid dog dares to hurt this deer, let's see if I don't beat him to death!"

The red deer is a symbol of nobility, and a red deer with a white ring on its chest is a symbol of royal power.

Of course, you can't use lowly hounds to bite.

Not only can you not use hounds, but you can't use weapons.

The most respected method of hunting a male red deer is to capture it alive with bare hands.

And usually the king, or the person with the highest status present, is the one who captures alive.

At this time, the red deer was already surrounded by knights, with the rushing river behind it, it seemed to be aware of its situation, and raised its head and let out a long hiss.

Yo Yo, the sound of deer singing echoed in the forest, clear and sad.

"Has the inflatable fish arrived yet?" Earl Matus asked, calling out the insulting title of Duke of Metz in public.

Samwell suspected that this guy did it on purpose, and he had such a loud voice.

"My lord Mace has never captured a stag alive." Sir Alleken said quietly.

"Then why are you waiting for him!" Earl Matus curled his lips in disdain, and turned to look at Samwell, "Sam, you go!"

Samwell was stunned for a moment, and then all eyes turned around in unison.

There were shocks, doubts, meaningful, and encouraging smiles... At this moment, a little baron became the focus of the audience.

"Okay." Samwell smiled slightly, immediately got off his horse, handed the spear to the attendant, and walked towards the stag.

There was a sound of discussion behind him, but no one came out to stop it.

To be honest, the biggest difficulty in hunting bucks is to track them down and lure them into the siege. The rest is actually quite simple.

After all, compared to ferocious beasts such as wild boars and bears, stags are really not that aggressive.

Samwell approached slowly, and the buck seemed to realize the danger of the man in front of him, so he took two steps back, but behind him was the rushing river, and there was no way to retreat.

It began to scratch the dirt on the ground with its front hooves anxiously, panting heavily, as if preparing to attack the humans in front of it.

The huge horn on the top of the head looks quite hideous.

But at this time, Cleopatra had already flown over the stag and let out a brimstone roar.

Longwei spread like ripples, and the ripples completely wiped out the ray of courage to resist in the stag's heart.

Finally, he didn't dare to bump into it.

Samwell stepped forward to hold down the stag's head, and with another push, the stag let out a whine, its front legs went limp, and it knelt down on the ground.

The nobles behind gave a cheer.

Cleopatra also flapped her wings rapidly above Samwell's head, seeming very interested in this prey.

And at this moment, there was a rush of horseshoes in the distance.

Then I heard Duke of Metz's resonant voice:

"Where's the deer? I heard you surrounded a red deer? Where is it?"

The crowd parted a passage, and they saw the Duke of Mace riding over on a pure black steed, followed by Paxter Redwyne, Leighton Hightower and other nobles.

When he saw that Samwell had surrendered the stag, the Duke of Mace was furious:

"Caesar! You are a little baron, what qualifications do you have to hunt deer!"

Samwell didn't answer either, he just let go of the stag's head, let it stand up again, then held the stag's antlers, and led it slowly towards Duke of Mace.

"Samwell Caesar! Answer me!" Duke of Mace roared again.

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and everyone watched this scene with bated breath.

Guessing how the daring baron would answer his lord.

Samwell had an impeccable smile on his face, as if he didn't hear the Duke of Mace's question at all.

He led the stag to the front slowly, and then said:

"Master Mace, you are mistaken. What kind of stag is this? It is clearly a wild horse."

The Duke of Metz was stunned for a moment, and then became even angrier, shouting:

"Damn it! Do you think I'm blind! This is clearly a deer!"

"This is a horse." Samwell still smiled, "If you don't believe me, you can ask other people."

"This fucking needs to be asked..." Duke Mace was halfway cursing when he heard a cold voice behind him.

"is horse."

Duke Mace turned his head in astonishment, and saw Earl Randall Tarly looking at him with piercing eyes.

He suddenly lost his temper, raised his whip and pointed at Earl Landau:

"Okay! Lando! You father and son have joined forces to trick me, haven't you?"

"Lord Mace." Earl Matus Rowan said, "Rando and Caesar are right. This is indeed a wild horse. Why are you so arrogant?"

"Bastard!" Duke Mace's chest heaved violently, "You..."

"It's a horse, Lord Mace." Ser Aleken Florent of Brightwater City interrupted very rudely.

"It's a deer!" Earl Paxter Redwyne of Arbor Island saw that the atmosphere was not right, and quickly said, "Don't try to deceive Lord Mace with lies."

"That's right! It's a deer! It's a deer!" shouted the Duke of Metz, who finally got his support.

"It's a horse, Lord Mace, you read it wrong." Earl Titus Peake of Star Shuttle City said with a smile, the mockery in his eyes was no longer concealed.

"It's a deer!" said Mrs. Egwen Oakheart, Earl of Ancient Oak City, staring angrily at Samwell, the murderer of her son.

"It's a horse!" said Viscount Leonard Weber of Coldmoat.

"It's a deer!" said Earl Gonsel Green of Grayshield Island.

But his voice was quickly drowned in a burst of rebuttals:

"is horse!"

"is horse!"

"is horse!"

...

Duke of Metz's face began to turn pale.

He finally realized that things were going in a dire direction.

The voices of "it's a horse" sounded like slaps on his fat face.

Beat the inflatable fish dizzy and see stars.

He suddenly turned his head and looked at Earl Leighton Hightower, who had been silent all this time, with a prayer in his tone:

"Leighton, it's a deer, isn't it?"

The lord of Old Town glanced at the Duke of Mace, who was covered in cold sweat and looked panic-stricken, and then at Samwell, who stood proudly and proudly, and sighed inwardly——

Inflatable fish, you shouldn't have asked me.

In the end, Earl Layton's gaze stayed on the white dragon hovering above Samwell's head, smiled slightly, and said:

"Master Mace, why don't you take a closer look?"

Hearing this, Duke Metz opened his mouth wide as if struck by lightning, and remained silent for a while.

After hearing the statement of the Hightower family, Earl Tommen Cotoyne of Three Towers, Earl Warren Bisbury of Hive City, Countess Alexa Bulwe of Blackcrown City, Highland City Viscount Martin Mullendall and Viscount Brandon Cue of Sunhouse City spoke one after another:

"It's a horse!" "It's a horse!" "It's a horse!" "It's a horse!" "It's a horse!"

Such is the influence of the House of the Uncrowned King of the Reach.

The Duke of Metz had already begun to tremble all over.

And those nobles who supported the Tyrell family also realized that the general situation was over, and they all bowed their heads in silence.

"Master Mace." Samwell had a triumphant smile on his face, "Please allow me to dedicate this wild horse to you."

The Duke of Mace was teetering on his horse, his eyes were distracted.

The scene of the sky and the city suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, which made the Duke of High Court suddenly realize what kind of opponent he was facing——

This is a man who dares to kill even the king!

Will he kill me?

Duke of Metz trembled more and more.

He managed to squeeze out a smile, but it was uglier than crying, and he never dared to look directly at Samwell:

"Okay, okay...I like it very much...you gave me...the horse..."