Game of Thrones: Lord of the Deep

"This tourney will cost at least 250,000 gold dragons, which is more luxurious than Robert." Tyrion watched the people coming and going around and couldn't help but said to Varys.

After Wallis took a plate of pastries from the maid's hand, he said matter-of-factly:

"I'm afraid 250,000 is not enough. I just went to find out. The bonus for the first place is 50,000, the second is 30,000, and the third is 10,000. In addition, the 256 people in front all have bonuses of varying amounts. Bonus, Robert doesn’t have that much money.”

After hearing this, Tyrion immediately turned to Podrick, who was peeking at the beautiful maid, and said, "Do you want to try it?"

After all, Podrick had been exposed to regular knight training, so he felt that entering the top 256 would not be a problem.

"Okay, stop looking. Those maids' clothes are indeed very novel, but you can either look at them openly or don't look at them. Will peeking at them all the time make you excited?"

Tyrion's complaint made Podrick look away, "These black and white clothes are really beautiful, Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion glanced at the maids walking around among the crowd. Well, they were indeed very beautiful and made people unable to take their eyes away.

"What do you think of my proposal? If you can get a good ranking, it's not impossible for these maids to throw themselves at you."

"No, my duty is to personally protect you. If you participate in a martial arts tournament, I won't be able to protect you."

When Tyrion heard this, he said indifferently: "The security here is very good. Those guards in blue will not give anyone face. The rich businessman who molested the maid just now has been thrown out of the venue."

"Besides, I don't think anyone under my sister could pass the security check over there with a weapon. The guard didn't even spare my crotch when checking."

"Lord Varys, did those people let you go?"

Wallis rolled his eyes helplessly, "Of course I didn't let it go. Maybe that young man will be surprised that I am actually a eunuch."

Tyrion grinned, "I hope that young man won't have any psychological shadow. After all, your bald head really doesn't match your identity as a eunuch."

"Boy, I am very safe. If you want to participate in this event, you can go without worry. No one here knows us."

While Tyrion was talking, he took another glass of Poseidon Brew from a passing maid. This wine tasted a bit good, and he was a little greedy.

Varys looked around with an unchanging expression.

"I'm afraid that's not the case. We were stared at as soon as we came in. In this moment, 12 maids passed by us. This frequency is far higher than others."

Tyrion was stunned, he really didn't pay attention to this.

Seeing Tyrion's appearance, Varys couldn't help but said: "Why do you think they come over so often? Is it because you are handsome?"

Tyrion ignored Varys's taunting, but said to Podrick: "You'd better not go to the joust. I suddenly feel that I am not safe at all."

"Don't worry, everyone who comes in has their weapons confiscated, and the weapons used by the contestants are all specially provided. Unless someone directly beats you to death with their fists, but this is unlikely."

"Look, that's your future master. He's very young. He looks less than twenty years old." Wallis pointed to Jack in the distance.

Tyrion looked along and quickly spotted Jack in the crowd. A few years later, Jack was now 1.9 meters tall, and his long silver hair was very conspicuous in the crowd.

"Although I didn't see clearly, I think he must be very popular with women because of his appearance.

Look next to him, the one with long silver hair should be Daenerys of the Targaryen family.

I heard that he liked little girls, and now it turned out to be true.

Look at him, holding two little girls on his left and right.

Of course, many kings have quirks, and I understand that.

Wait, why does the figure on the left look so familiar? "

Tyrion suddenly realized something was wrong and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, trying to get a clearer view.

"Don't look at it. That's your niece. Myrcella was robbed in Dorne. This is true. Dorne is not trying to confuse the public and hatch a conspiracy."

When the news of Myrcella's abduction reached King's Landing, everyone was skeptical.

They didn't believe that Poseidon took Myrcella directly in front of so many people. After all, Dorne was not shameless.

So they are more willing to believe that Dorne wants to use Myrcella as a hostage to ensure Oberon's safety.

In the original play, Myrcella's death was implicated in Oberon's death.

Of course, the more reason is that Donne and Jack did not make any publicity.

Myrcella has basically been cut off from the outside world since she fell into Jack's hands, so the Iron Throne has never known Myrcella's details.

Even Cersei is not sure about Myrcella's condition, let alone Tyrion who has been imprisoned for such a long time.

"I really can't understand it. Myrcella hasn't even had her first period yet. This is so..." Tyrion couldn't find any adjectives to express his feelings.