Game of Thrones Starts with the Lord Blast System

The little devil obeyed Tywin's suggestion and rushed to King's Landing with a letter of authorization from the acting prime minister.

In the city of King's Landing, Emperor Qiao's naming day contest officially started.

King Joffrey sat in the shadow of a crimson canopy, one foot sloppy on the arm of a carved wooden chair

Sandor Clegane, the hound, was very brave. He knocked his opponent off the city wall with a hammer and sent him to the west.

Joffrey was very satisfied, stood up and clapped his hands to encourage him, and asked the prospective empress Sansha who was sitting next to him to praise him.

But San Silly's attitude was very flat, and Emperor Qiao was a little unhappy.

One knight went offline, another knight was about to come up, but after shouting several times, this man appeared in a panic.

A fat knight sprang from the side, not only smelling of alcohol, but also wearing a crooked armor, and even his helmet fell to the ground.

This unremarkable knight is the alcoholic Don, Ser Dontos, who is loyal to Littlefinger.

Seeing the staggering footsteps of the knight, the audience immediately started drinking.

Emperor Qiao suddenly got up with a look of anger, and said to the Kingsguard Marin Tran, "Ma's brain, go to the cellar and bring a bucket! I want to watch this drunkard drown in it."

The drunkard Tang Wenyan was quite happy, but when he was pulled by the guards and poured wine in a barrel in public, he was not happy.

Sansa took a deep breath and couldn't bear to see Don, the alcoholic, dying soon.

She said to Emperor Qiao, "If you kill someone on your name day... it will bring bad luck, Your Majesty."

"You're lying," said Joffrey, what kind of country custom this is!

"There is indeed such a saying," said the Kingsguard Hound.

Joffrey moved unhappily in his chair and waved to Sir Dantos. "Take him away! I'll kill him tomorrow, idiot."

Sending the Buddha to the west, Sansha continued to fool around.

"He's a fool indeed," said Sansa. "You're so wise, you can see it right away. This kind of fool should be used as a jester, not a knight, right? You should dress him up. Playing as a clown, telling him to play tricks, he doesn't deserve to die clean and neat."

Joffrey looked at her for a while, "Perhaps you are not as stupid as your mother said." He raised his voice, "Dantos, did you hear what the lady said? From today, you are my new jester."

Ser Dantos had just brushed past death, when he was completely sober, and he got up from the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty. And you, miss, thank you."

Sansha didn't know that because of her momentary kindness, she buried an important piece for herself.

At this time, Emperor Qiao's uncle, the little devil, was on the scene. As he walked, he said to Emperor Qiao in the tent, "It's really hard to see you."

Emperor Qiao explained, "I am running the country."

The little devil picked up the wine glass on the table and sneered, "Then you are really beautiful in your governance."

Speaking of which, he apologized slightly, and expressed his condolences and apologies for the loss of a loved one to Sansa next to Emperor Qiao.

Emperor Qiao was shocked, didn't this slap me in the face?

Her father was a traitor, and he ordered the beheading himself.

He turned to look at Sansha to see what she had to say.

Sansha already knows how to protect herself in the dangerous King's Landing. If she can't satisfy Emperor Qiao with her answer, she will be slapped when she goes back. She is a good woman who can bend and stretch.

She said without emotion, "My father is a traitor, and I am absolutely loyal to my beloved King Joffrey."

The little devil was a little surprised.

Sansa can say that, it seems that this child is not as stupid as the name.

He spared Emperor Qiao, saying that he still had big things to do, leaving his nephew Emperor Qiao to jump there, "Then what are you doing here?"

The little devil finished disgusting Emperor Qiao, and went to disgust Emperor Qiao again.

At the imperial meeting, Xuecheng sent a report that the long summer was coming to an end. The commander of the golden robe guards said that the war had caused refugees to flock to the capital. When winter came, I was afraid that more people would come, and food was also a problem.

Sehou looked at him, "Do you want me to teach you this? The guards are all yours. Please be a useful person and don't let a peasant in."

At this moment, the little devil came in whistling, and the atmosphere suddenly became less serious.

"This is a royal meeting, what are you doing here?" Cersei said dissatisfied.

The little devil took out the mandate letter, "I know the imperial meeting, but I am the prime minister's agent appointed by my father, am I not qualified to participate?"

Cersei was instantly angry and slapped the table to let the others leave first.

"What kind of ecstasy soup did you give your father to get this position?"

The little devil said with a look of disdain, if I could deceive the old man, I would dominate the world now, and I would be the prime minister at that time, thanks to you, if you hadn't chopped off Ned's head and the entire North Even if I offend the environment, my father will not let me clean up the mess.

Cersei argued, "I stopped it."

The little devil showed no mercy, "But you failed. Now Robb's army has won every battle, and we are going to lose."

Cersei warned the little devil that you were sent to assist Emperor Qiao.

The little devil said, "If he listens to me, I might still get his Uncle James back."

Cersei was caught on the weak side and asked, "How?"

"Actually, it's very simple, just replace it with the two little girls from the Stark family."

However, Cersei unfortunately told the little devil that there is only one Stark now, and the little one has run away.

This time even the little devil was not calm, he raised his glass and said, "We used to have three Starks as chips, but now one is cut and the other runs away, this will definitely make father very angry, now, it's your turn It must feel strange to be the kid who disappointed him."

Gan!

Lynn shook his head, or temporarily shifted his thoughts to the food issue. Survival is the first priority.

Food, food!

Lynn said these two words in his heart, but his eyes lit up. The ironman's merchant ship went to Widow's Hope to buy food. To send it to the Iron Islands, he had to go to the Neck, but isn't the sea around the Neck the Bite Bay?

No one knows the news that all the pirates of the Three Sisters Islands are in their own hands.

Now the actual controller of Bite Bay, isn't he himself?

Let the cavalry team pretend to be a pirate once and give him a vote. Lynn has a bold idea, and his eyes are hot.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that this idea seemed to be really feasible~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The Greyjoy family on the Iron Islands has always kept a distance from the other big families in Westeros, and seldom participated in the various events that happened on the mainland. event.

In many cases, he even turned around and concentrated on his ancient plundering business, looting villages and towns along the coastlines of nearby continents.

Moreover, this ancestor is the family of the pirate leader, and has always had a tradition of betraying the North and King's Landing, because this group of iron people who call themselves the iron species have the attributes of rebellion, they are politically isolated, and they are shamed by other big families.

The eldest son of the Greyjoy family, Theon Greyjoy has been in Winterfell since childhood.

Lynn had no psychological burden to attack their merchant ships.

Secondly, his territory is on the east coast, and the Iron Islands are located on the west coast. The geographical location is determined. He is not afraid of launching a large-scale retaliation after the Iron Islands are discovered.

Since there is no burden in robbing the ironman's ship, it is time to consider whether it will be possible to rob it.

The inhabitants of the Iron Islands are a group of self-proclaimed iron species, because they grew up in the barren land of the archipelago, and cultivated the iron people's habit of being independent, fierce and even brutal.

Their ancestors were once unrivaled in maritime hegemony, living in the harsh natural environment of the archipelago, and disdain for the weak way of living on the green land. Neither the old gods nor the seven gods worshipped by the Andals are widely believed to be among the ironborn. In contrast, they are more convinced of the Drowned God.

All in all, the ironborn are almost at the top of the Westeros pirates.

Fighting them at sea, even a sneak attack, is not an easy task.

"We have to lead these guys to the shore." Lynn thought hard through gritted teeth.

He has made up his mind.

To bite a piece of meat in the hands of the Greyjoy family.