Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

"Are you going to fight Samwell Caesar tomorrow?"

Steve looked at his son in astonishment.

"Yes, father." Davon said angrily, "That kid has spoken badly about our Lannister family, of course I have to teach him a lesson!"

"I think you are trying to win Miss Desmera's favor?" Stave exposed his son's purpose.

Dafeng also simply said: "That's right."

Steve sighed, shook his head and said:

"I was about to tell you about this. We have been here on Qingting Island for so many days, but Earl Paxter has been refusing to give a positive answer. I have already seen that he just doesn't want to marry his daughter to you."

"Why?" Dafeng's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly raised, "Am I not good enough for his daughter? Or does he have something better..."

Having said that, he suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the young Lannister suddenly jumped up from his seat, with a loud voice that made the doors and windows rattle:

"It's the pioneer knight from Riverbend, right? He wants to marry his daughter to that damn pioneer knight, right?"

Steve nodded helplessly: "I guess it should be like this..."

"Why!" Dafeng was so angry that he ran around the room, as if he wanted to draw his sword and cut someone down immediately, "I can't compare to him! I can't compare to him! No! I will never accept it! Tomorrow I will We must defeat him in the tournament field! Let Earl Paxter and Miss Desmera see who is the real knight!"

"Even if you win, so what?" Stafford scolded angrily, "Do you think Miss Desmera is a laurel wreath? Whoever wins will go to whoever wins?"

Dafeng froze immediately, but he was still furious, standing there gasping for breath.

Steve sighed helplessly, and comforted him: "Okay, the key to this matter is not yours. It's Earl Paxter who should have made a plan. I specifically inquired about Samwell Caesar and found his It was a weird experience indeed.

As the eldest son of the Tully family, he actually gave up his right of inheritance and went to that ghostly place in the Crimson Mountains to open up territory. And it actually made him succeed. It is said that a territory has been preliminarily established and tens of thousands of savages have been surrendered. I guess, the Tyrell family should have some arrangements for him, no wonder Earl Paxter wanted to marry his daughter to him. "

Dafeng's face was ashen, and he said in a muffled voice:

"Then we just give up?"

"Well. Tomorrow we will bid farewell to Earl Paxter, and the contest between you and Samwell should be canceled as soon as possible, so don't waste your efforts."

"No! No matter what, I want to fight him!"

Looking at the stubborn Davon, Steiff frowned tightly. He never expected that his usually calm and clever son would lose his composure for a woman.

Is this really right?

Or are young people so easily dazzled by so-called love?

Steve was about to persuade him again, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

"Which one?"

"Samwell Caesar, come to call on Sir Stafford."

Hearing this voice, Dafeng turned his head suddenly, his red eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched loudly.

Steiff quickly got up and scolded his son, "Sit down! Control your temper!"

After speaking, he walked over and opened the door.

"Sir Caesar, what's the matter at this late hour?"

Samwell smiled slightly: "I want to talk to you about something, is it convenient?"

Steve took a deep look at the young knight in front of him, then moved away: "Please come in."

Samwell walked into the room, and immediately saw Davon whose eyes were staring like brass bells.

He smiled slightly, sat down opposite Dafeng, and said:

"Good evening, Ser Davon."

Davon didn't speak, just stared at Samwell with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

"Sir Caesar, just speak up if you have anything to say." Steve closed the door, walked up to his son, and blocked his gaze, as if he was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and become violent and hurt others.

"That's right. I know the purpose of the two of you coming to Qingting Island this time, but to tell you the truth, Earl Paxter has decided to marry Miss Desmera to me."

As soon as this remark came out, Dafeng almost jumped up again, but luckily his father held him down.

Steiff looked at Samwell with an unkind expression, and said coldly:

"So you're here to show off to us?"

Samwell shook his head: "No, you misunderstood. I just don't want you to waste your efforts. So, tomorrow's contest, or cancel it."

"What? Are you afraid?" Dafeng couldn't help shouting when he heard this.

"It's not that I'm afraid. It's just that it doesn't make any sense. Miss Desmela will marry me no matter whether I win or lose."

"Then I will beat you until you have teeth all over the place!"

Samwell sighed, and said helplessly: "Why bother? Sir Davon, is it really sensible to offend me, and more importantly, Earl Paxter, in order to gain one's breath? Well, I will give out ten golden dragons , you cancel tomorrow's contest."

Hearing this, both Steve and his son burst out laughing.

After laughing, Dafeng sarcastically said:

"Ten golden dragons? Are you treating us like beggars?"

Steve also said: "We, the Lannister family, have always used golden dragons to buy others. This is the first time we have seen someone try to buy us."

Samwell shrugged: "Everything has a price, Sir Stafford, then tell me a price."

Steve shook his head and said, "There are some things that cannot be measured by gold dragons, such as honor. Sir Caesar, if I offered a hundred gold dragons and asked you to deliberately lose in the competition tomorrow, would you be willing?"

Before Samwell could speak, Davon called out: "Father, I can defeat him with my strength without your money!"

But Steve raised his hand to stop his son, because he saw a hint of emotion in Samwell's eyes.

"It's not impossible." The next moment, I heard Samwell say, "Anyway, no matter whether I win or lose, I can marry Miss Desmera, so what if I let you once?"

Davon sneered: "You have no honor! You don't deserve to be a knight!"

Samwell shrugged helplessly: "You don't understand, I urgently need money for my land development, and sometimes I can only compromise. So, Sir Stafford, are you sure you want to give a hundred gold dragons?"

But Steve seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "I'll give you a thousand golden dragons!"

"Father!"

Dafeng thought his father was crazy, but before he could continue to speak, he heard Steifer say again: "A thousand golden dragons, I want you to voluntarily give up marrying Miss Desmela."

"Impossible!" Samwell shook his head, "Do you think a little money can make me give up Miss Desmera?"

"Two thousand golden dragons." Steve continued to increase the price, "Didn't you just say that everything has a price. How about this money buying you to give up the marriage?"

"Impossible." Samwell shook his head again, "I am committed to Miss Desmera."

Although he was rejected again, Steve caught the hesitation and hesitation in Samwell's clear eyes.

So, with a confident smile on his face, he continued to increase the price:

"Three thousand golden dragons."

For how to use money to achieve their goals, the Lannister family should be the best in Westeros.

"How is this possible? Please don't insult my feelings for Miss Desmera."

"Four thousand golden dragons!"

Samwell's hesitation was already written on his face.

"Five thousand golden dragons!" Steve slowly approached Samwell, "This price already allows you to hire an army to develop."

"Ten thousand golden dragons." After a fierce ideological struggle, Samwell finally spoke, "Give me ten thousand golden dragons, and I will immediately give up marrying Miss Desmera!"

"Impossible!" Steve shook his head immediately, but a smug smile appeared on his face, "Even if Desmela is made of gold, it's not worth ten thousand golden dragons."

"Then let's take a step back, eight thousand golden dragons."

"Five thousand golden dragons."

"Then I take another step back, Seven Thousand Golden Dragons?"

"Five thousand golden dragons."

Samwell saw that Stafford's attitude was firm, and knew that he couldn't extract more benefits, so he pretended to struggle, nodded and said:

"make a deal!"

Davon stared blankly at all this, as if he hadn't come to his senses yet, he didn't understand how a good contest turned into a deal all of a sudden.

Moreover, it seems that he can marry Miss Desmera again?

Although he was heartbroken that he was about to pay the five thousand golden dragon to Samwell, Davon couldn't help but smile on his long face.