Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

I really don't want to.

Samwell answered in his heart.

Although Desmela is indeed pretty, and her status is noble enough, if I can marry her now, I will definitely be high.

But Samwell did not believe that Earl Paxter would be so kind.

Any kindness comes with a hidden price tag, so you have to think calmly before accepting it, whether it will empty your wallet, or even make you spend your whole life to repay it.

Of course, on the surface, Samwell still showed a flattered look: "No one can refuse the charm of Miss Desmera, but... I am worried that I am not worthy of your daughter."

"You really can't do it now. How can my daughter marry in a barren place like Yingzui Island. However, what if I can help you restore the original surname? The castle of the Tully family is still worthy of my daughter. "

Samwell finally understood Earl Paxter's plan this time.

I have to say, it was really a good idea.

"But Earl, I have changed my surname to Caesar, and the right to inherit Horn Hill has nothing to do with me."

"Why doesn't it matter? As long as you still have the blood of the Tarly family in your bones, you will always have the claim to Horn Hill. You don't have to worry about Randall Tarly's attitude. As long as you marry my daughter, all other problems will be solved. I can help you out."

Even though he knew it was a trap, Samwell's heart was still pounding.

It is indeed too tempting.

It seems that as long as he nods, beauties, wealth, territory... will be at your fingertips.

But Samwell knew it was a poisonous apple.

Once he agrees, the method of brewing brandy, the silver mine to be mined, and Yingzui Island, which is a barren but extremely critical territory, may all be in the hands of the Redwyne family.

Even he himself will become a bargaining chip in the Redwyne family's plan to inherit the right of Horn Hill.

However, regarding the last point, Samwell really didn't think the Redwyne family had any chance.

Don't look at Earl Paxter's beautiful words, "As long as you marry my daughter, I can help you solve all problems."

Shit.

If Samwell wanted to restore Tarly's surname, he had to ask Earl Randyll if he would agree.

It seemed that with the support of the Redwyne family, it would be easier for Samwell to change his father's mind and accept him as the heir to the territory again, but in fact, it was the opposite.

Randyll Tarly is not such an easy character to fool.

In the original book, the marriage he betrothed to his second son, Dickon, was the eldest daughter of the Mooton family in Maiden Spring City.

At that time, the Mooton family was at the bottom of their strength because they were on the wrong team in the Battle of the Five Kings.

Randall asked his son to marry Earl William Mooton's daughter, with the obvious intention of taking the opportunity to gain control of Maiden Springs.

Such a powerful lord only wants to annex others, how could he allow others to extend his hand to his territory.

Therefore, if Samwell marries Desmera, it is even more impossible for Randall to agree to him becoming his heir.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to say whether the control of Horn Hill would be in the hands of the Tully family or the more powerful Redwyne family in the future.

"Sorry, Lord Earl, I swore in front of my father that I would never return to Horn Hill in my life." Samwell simply used the oath to prevaricate.

Earl Paxter's expression didn't change when he heard that, as if he didn't care about it at all.

"It doesn't matter." The lord of Qingting Island said lightly, "You and Desmera's children can still go back to Horn Hill."

The corner of Samwell's mouth twitched.

Of course he knew that the words Earl Paxter uttered seemed calm, but they were actually full of blood.

Under what circumstances can his and Desmera's children have the right to inherit Hornhill?

Of course, the younger brother Dickon's line is all dead!

He couldn't help but sigh, do these great nobles in Westeros have black hearts?

"Lord Earl, can I think about it?" Samwell looked at Davon, who was chatting happily with Miss Desmera in the courtyard, and suddenly had an idea in his heart.

Walking among these black-bellied and ruthless nobles, Samwell felt that he should not be too "little white sheep". Some small tricks that did not touch the bottom line should be used, otherwise he would be eaten by these people sooner or later Dry wipe.

"Yes, but I hope you can give me an answer as soon as possible." Earl Paxter drank his glass, "Otherwise, I'm afraid I will agree to the Lannister family."

I believe you ghost.

Samwell looked out of the window at Davon, who was used by Earl Paxter as his competitor, deliberately put on a anxious expression, and said, "Okay, I will definitely give you an answer as soon as possible."

Afterwards, Earl Paxter ended the meeting and left in a hurry.

The butler who was waiting outside the door took Samwell to the arranged room.

After tidying up briefly, Samwell went out and walked towards the courtyard he had seen before.

Since Earl Paxter wanted his daughter to marry him so much, Samwell felt that he had to fulfill Desmela's "potential fiancé" obligation.

When it comes to acting, you have to play a full set.

"Sam!" Desmela waved her arms enthusiastically as soon as she entered the yard, "Have you finished talking with your father?"

"Yes, Miss Desmera." Samwell said politely, "I hope my arrival didn't disturb everyone."

"Of course not. Come and sit down."

When Davon Lannister first met Samwell, his face sank slightly.

The instinct of a male creature makes him feel a sense of crisis.

Especially when he heard Desmera call her affectionately, his vigilance towards Samwell turned into hostility.

However, he still maintained his demeanor, got up and asked:

"Miss Desmera, who is this?"

"Sir Davon, let me introduce you. This is Samwell Caesar, the eldest son of the Earl of Hornhill Randyll, a pioneer knight conferred by the Duke of Metz. Sam, this is Sir Davon of the Lannister family. "

Of course, Samwell heard the difference between Desmera and Davon when she called him, which made him feel that the earl's daughter in front of him was quite "green tea", because he was afraid that he would not be able to get along with Davon Bar?

But it's okay, without the green tea lady fanning the flames, he alone may not be sure to provoke the little lion opposite.

"Pioneering knight?" Davon smiled. Although he tried his best to hide, the hostility in his eyes was still evident, "Where is Sir Caesar's pioneering territory?"

"Yingzui Island, the barren land deep in the Red Mountains, certainly cannot compare to the majestic and rich Casterly Rock City." Samwell sat down at the small table and said humbly.

"Eagle Island is not bad." Desmela poured a cup of scented tea for Samwell herself, "I heard that a silver mine was found there, isn't it, Sam?"

Davon looked at Desmera who was about to lean into Samwell's arms, and his eyes were about to burst into flames:

"Silver mine, it's not bad. But compared with the gold mine in Casterly Rock City, it's still a lot worse."

"It's really incomparable." Samwell drank the scented tea with a smile, "I heard that the shit of the Lannister family is made of gold."

Boom!

Dafeng slammed the table, and suddenly got up, his beard and hair all spread out, like a raging lion:

"Samwell Caesar, dare to compete with me in the arena!"