"You said you understood." Varys chuckled. "Now that she's your niece, you can't understand?"

"You took the initiative to send Myrcella to the marriage, and it would be good for you if Myrcella became his woman."

Tyrion fell silent. What Varys said was indeed right, but he still felt uncomfortable. He married Myrcella to Dorne for the sake of the family.

Now Myrcella was robbed, which made him feel a little guilty, as if he sold Myrcella for his own personal interests.

Seeing this, Varys comforted her: "Don't feel too guilty. It's not your fault that Myrcella was caught by Jack. No one expected it to be such a coincidence."

"It's useless to say anything now. What you have to do is to become Jack's right-hand man. Daenerys has dragons, and the short-haired woman is the legitimate heir to the Iron Islands. If Myrcella doesn't want to be bullied, she can only rely on you, her family."

Tyrion took a deep breath. Varys was right. Myrcella was obviously of the blood of Baratheon and Lannister. No matter which one, she was an enemy of the Targaryen family.

Even if Daenerys didn't target Myrcella, she would have no confidence without the support of her family, and could only hope for the love of men.

Isn't his sister who wanted to kill him at any time a ready-made example?

If Cersei didn't have the surname Lannister, Robert would have kicked Cersei aside long ago.

Varys' voice suddenly became strange and inexplicable. He spoke slowly:

"After all this, do you think the Iron Throne still has hope of victory?

Opening up wasteland, building roads, repairing city walls, winning the hearts of the people, reducing taxes, weakening the nobles, and many other changes that we cannot see.

The North is getting stronger day by day, while the nobles in the South are scheming against each other.

If the nobles in the South lose, what do you think will be the fate of the Lannister family?

If you still want to save your family, you have to bind yourself to Jack's team, and you have to be the most important one in the team."

Varys knows Tyrion very well. He knows that even if the family members don't like Tyrion, Tyrion still values ​​the honor of the family.

It is precisely because of this that Varys decided to take Tyrion to Jack.

In this way, Tyrion is like a nail buried next to Jack.

The more Jack relies on this nail, the greater the damage caused by this nail.

This is indeed the case. In the original drama, Tyrion followed Daenerys and was fine in the early stage, but he made many stupid moves when he arrived in Westeros, and even made the absurd decision to tie up a white walker for Cersei to see.

Soon it was noon, and the weather in the North was not hot, and even snow had begun to fall in the newly added land.

Five arenas were built in a venue that could accommodate more than 10,000 people. At the beginning, there would be an audition, and then 256 people would be selected to compete for the ranking.

As the bell rang, the first tournament of the Northern Province officially began.

Jack came to the front of the high platform, raised his right hand, and the scene instantly became quiet.

"I am very happy that you can come to watch this tournament. I warmly welcome all the citizens of the Northern Province who have come."

The maid brought a tray with three glasses of wine.

"I have prepared three glasses of wine for this. Everyone, please raise your glasses."

"The first glass of wine, let us toast to the summer that brings vitality."

"The second glass, I toast to everyone who has worked hard to build the northern province."

"The third glass, let us toast to the great Atlantis Deep Sea Empire, long live the empire!"

"Long live the empire!"

"Long live the empire!"

With someone taking the lead, the voices of the crowd were like a tsunami.

Jack smiled with satisfaction. People's emotions are easily affected by the people and environment around them, especially when there are navy.

The navy was naturally arranged by Jack. After all, the main purpose of this tournament is to improve cohesion, improve Jack's own prestige, and show muscles to the northern nobles.

If it suddenly becomes cold at that time, it will be a big blow to Jack's reputation.

"I declare that the tournament officially begins!"

In the lively venue, Tyrion and Varys were both silent.

After a moment, Varys spoke first, his voice was a little strange, "Lord Tyrion, what do you think?"

Tyrion did not speak, and after a few minutes of silence, he answered.

"He is very good at winning people's hearts. I don't know how to evaluate him. He seems to value civilians very much, but isn't he afraid of the rebellion of the nobles in the north?"

Tyrion's words were full of doubts. In his opinion, the nobles were the foundation of rule. A king needed nobles to fight for him and manage the country for him.

So Tyrion felt that Jack's approach was a bit "heretical".

Getting closer to the common people will undoubtedly make those nobles dissatisfied. Who will fight for him and who will govern his territory?

When the war with the southern nobles begins, the nobles will be hypocritical and even rebel directly. How can Jack fight against the 100,000 or 200,000 troops in the south?

Rely on those farmers who know nothing?

However, the opening ceremony of the tournament soon interrupted Tyrion's thoughts.

The opening ceremony was the grand parade prepared by Jack.

The first to appear was the Unsullied phalanx. The neat and orderly formation and the sound of the goose-stepping all showed the strength of this army.

This was a team of 500 people, divided into five phalanxes.

When the first phalanx arrived at the stand where Jack was, the commander gave an order, and the Unsullied looked in the direction of Jack in unison, and the spears in their hands changed direction with a bang.

"Long live the Empire, long live the Sea King!"

"Long live the Empire, long live the Sea King!"

"Long live the Empire, long live the Sea King!"

Jack stood up, put his right fist on his left chest, and said loudly: "Long live the Empire!"

Behind Jack, Clark immediately stood up, spread his wings dozens of meters long, and roared throughout the entire tournament venue.

Jack taught the goose step. The Unsullied, who have strong military discipline, can master the imposing goose step with a little training.

Then came the Sons of Winter. To be honest, I don't know what to say about the civilians who came to join in the fun.

Although it is much better than the previous army, after seeing the Unsullied's military formation, it can only be said to be unsatisfactory.

However, the Sons of Winter have many types of troops, covering almost all the types of troops they can think of.

There were both light and heavy infantry, as well as soldiers holding various strange weapons, crossbowmen and slingers, but there was no cavalry.

But then the cavalry came on stage, the Scarlet Dragon Knights led by Hecarim.

The Scarlet Dragon Knights were built on the basis of the Red Dragon Knights. All members were armored, with 500 heavy cavalry and 1,500 light cavalry.

Fifty heavy cavalry and 150 light cavalry, uniform red chain mail, full of aura.

The navy did not participate in this parade. Asha still had 5,000 navy stationed on the Rock Coast to guard against the Iron Islands.

The entire northern army had a total of 250 million people.

They were 5,000 Sons of Winter, 5,000 Unsullied, 5,000 Iron Fleet, 5,000 White Harbor Fleet, 2,000 Scarlet Dragon Knights, and 3,000 noble levies.

Of course, the noble levies can be ignored.

But even if the 3,000 noble levies are not counted, it has surpassed the military strength during Robb Stark's reign.

According to the news from the south, the bells of King's Landing rang again.

If nothing unexpected happens, the bells ringing in King's Landing this time should be for Tywin.

After the tournament is over and Jack has completely dismantled the power of the nobles, it is time to take action against the Riverlands.

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