The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Tyrion raised his head from the book and said, "What's there..."

At this time, the masked golden robe took off his face covering. After seeing the face of the person clearly, his pupils suddenly shrank: "Green?!"

Tyrion's eyes narrowed slightly, but he quickly laughed and climbed off the chair, and he staggered over.

"Haha, the way you appear is really surprising, well..."

Tyrion looked at Green's outfit, pinched his chin, and continued: "Why do I feel that entering the Red Keep is as easy as visiting the Women's Branch."

He reached out and patted Green's thigh and grinned: "I heard that you are very popular in the valley, Bloody Earl?"

Green smiled, pointed at the wooden box, and said, "Good night, I brought you a gift."

Tyrion glanced at the wooden box held by Greene suspiciously and said, "You are so thoughtful..."

With a thud, Green placed the wooden box on the carpet.

Tyrion laughed playfully: "Green, let me state in advance that I only like delicate women. Your enthusiasm cannot change my preferences, I promise."

As he spoke, he opened the lid of the wooden box, and then stretched out his neck curiously. As a result... Tyrion suddenly saw a plump face, with a pair of empty eyes staring straight at him. , there was still a weird smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

Tyrion blurted out: "Oh..."

He took a few steps back in panic and almost fell to the ground. Tyrion opened his mouth, but found that his throat seemed to be blocked by something, unable to make a sound, and he could only let out an awkward gasp.

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Tyrion's mind went blank for a moment, and he could only stand there blankly. After an unknown amount of time, a wine glass appeared in his sight, and he stretched out his hand to hold it out of habit.

The sweet summer red slid into his throat, and Tyrion gradually came back to his senses. He murmured: "What a beautiful big head."

After being silent for a while, he added: "I haven't been sleeping well recently. I mistakenly thought I was in a nightmare just now..."

Green chuckled, and Tyrion took a big sip of summer red, with a slight embarrassment on his face: "Okay, these are all good excuses... Your gift was such a surprise, it scared me, I almost Just peed."

Green found a chair and sat down and said: "Tyrion, you are not a dutiful ally."

Tyrion's eyes moved slightly, and he said seriously: "Green, you killed an important minister."

Green shook the cup in his hand gently and said: "As an ally, you failed to prevent Queen Cersei from calling me back to the Red Keep."

Tyrion stared at Green and said solemnly: "Varys is also my ally. He is like my blood relative."

Green, who was leaning on the back of his chair, raised one leg and folded it: "If I went directly to Meg Tower, now..."

He pointed to the wooden box and continued: "What will be inside will be another beautiful big head, your head."

Green tilted his head slightly: "Lannister giant, your ally who is like a blood relative, seems not to have considered your safety."

After listening to Green's words, Tyrion felt a little embarrassed and paused. An exaggerated sadness appeared on his face: "The eunuch deceived the dwarf's feelings."

Then, he grinned again: "As expected, you are my ally like a brother and sister, Green."

Green shrugged slightly: "At least they are allies who have their allies' safety at heart, Tyrion."

He spread his hands and continued: "Besides, I am already sitting here. This is the fact that is happening before my eyes, my friend."

After Green's words fell, Tyrion's eyes trembled. He reached for the wine bottle, limped to the chair next to Green, and climbed up.

Tyrion pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Green, my friend, I need your advice."

Green swung the wine glass, then lowered his eyes at the rim of the glass, paused, and then placed the wine glass on the round table next to him.

He said: "Tyrion, do you want to hear my plan?"

Tyrion nodded and said: "Stannis' army from the south will soon reach King's Landing, so King's Landing needs stability, and my good sister will not worry about these things."

He reached out and patted Green's arm, and said sincerely: "I'm sorry, I can't imagine the consequences of the lioness going crazy... I always thought I was omnipotent, but the beauty of power made me addicted unconsciously, I don’t know when...I started to be afraid of losing the power in my hands..."

After raising his glass and taking a sip of Summer Red, he sighed: "The old lion has a keen eye, but I am just a ridiculous dwarf."

Green stared at the person next to him for a while, then he patted Tyrion on the shoulder and said: "My friend, what you really fear is Stannis's army."

He showed a smile: "Your current situation... is like a new recruit waiting to go to the battlefield. This is your first time."

Green's eyes moved to the night sky outside the window, paused, and said slowly: "Hundreds of thousands of people in King's Landing...the future of the family...even the future of the kingdom...you have to shoulder these heavy tasks for the first time. thing……"

Green's eyes turned to Tyrion, his gaze was gentle: "As a bystander, as your friend, I can only understand the pressure on you a little bit, so... I don't really blame you, And am I not doing the same? My reliable ally.”

Tyrion stared blankly at the gentle-faced Greene, and after a while, he turned his face to the other side.

While pouring the wine, he said: "Green, if you were more serious, I think you wouldn't have to pay for it in the women's branch."

Tyrion turned his head to look at Green, and he grinned: "Ha, my reliable friend, I am only jealous of you for this."

Green smiled up at him.

After a pause, Green looked Tyrion up and down, and suddenly said: "New soldier Tyrion, do you need General Green to boost your morale?"

Tyrion was stunned for a moment. He put the wine glass aside and nodded with interest.

Green's steady voice sounded: "Warrior Tyrion, Stannis made of steel is about to bring fire and sword, and dark power to kill King's Landing.

But hundreds of thousands of people have no one to protect them, no Ser Jaime, no King Robert, no Prince Rhaegar, no their beloved Lord Renly.

They only have you, the little devil prime minister they despise. Now, in this crisis, you are their only support. "

Green stared at Tyrion for a while and continued: "Fighter Tyrion, are you ready to face the challenge?"

Unconsciously, Tyrion straightened his waist like a soldier. When Green finished speaking, he nodded solemnly and said, "I think the Tyrion soldiers are ready, General Green."

Tyrion jumped off the chair, pacing back and forth with his little hands behind his back.

After a while, he suddenly raised his head and laughed, saying: "Yes, they only have me! They only have this guy they hate, this traitor, this deformed dwarf!"

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That night, a fire suddenly broke out in the Government Affairs Office of the Red Fort. Due to the timely rescue and extinguishing of the fire by the golden robes, the fire only spread to the area under the jurisdiction of the intelligence chief, and no one was injured or killed.

Before the fire, it was rumored that a drunken middle-aged groom saw an old man with fast legs near the Government Office. Based on his figure, he was suspected to be an important minister of the imperial family - Grand Maester Pycelle.

It is said that the drunken groom who spread the rumors was quickly imprisoned in the dungeon by the golden robe.

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The next day, in the morning, there was a house in Gouxiang.

Nahor Demitis, the representative of the Iron Bank stationed in King's Landing, glanced at Green, then stroked his chest and said, "Good day, my lord."

Nahor Demitis wears a three-layered beanie made of purple felt, and dark purple robes with a stiff false collar and white ermine trim.

Green replied: "Good day, I am Green Kleb, Earl of Crab Claw Peninsula and Guardian of Seagull Town."

Upon hearing Green's self-introduction, Naho Demitis' eyes moved slightly. He leaned slightly and said, "It is an honor for me, Naho Demitis, a humble servant of the Iron Bank of Braavos."

After saying that, he looked at Green with just the right amount of confusion.

Green took the initiative to explain: "Your Excellency Demitis, I invited you in the name of Prime Minister Tyrion. I need your help."

Naho Demitis smiled reservedly and said: "This is my honor. If conditions permit, I will be happy to serve you."

Green smiled, then stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.

After the two sat down, Green said directly: "Your Excellency Demitis, the Seven Kingdoms are currently in turmoil, and no one can predict the final outcome."

Naho Demitis tapped his chin calmly. He was calculating the value of Crab Claw Peninsula in his mind and preparing for the next "negotiation".

Green lowered his voice slightly: "The credibility of the Iron Bank is known to all seven countries. I recently got some golden dragons, and I want to store these things in the Iron Bank."

Not a loan? Nahor Demitis was slightly surprised, but quickly returned to his normal expression.

His brows furrowed imperceptibly, and he said: "Count Kleb, I am just a humble servant..."

After a pause, he continued: "Excuse me, can you let me know how much you need to keep?"

The broad-minded Lord Green did not care about the "arrogance" of the person in front of him. He said: "500,000 golden dragons."

After Green's words fell, Naho Demitis's eyes trembled. He was well-trained... and quickly digested the surprise that Green brought him.

He gave a slight salute, and his tone became humble: "Dear Mr. Earl, thank you for your trust in the Iron Bank."

He put his right hand on his left chest and continued: "The Iron Bank will arrange the best stewards to take care of your property."

Green showed a smile and said: "I believe in the credibility of the Iron Bank, Your Excellency Demitis."

Naho Demitis nodded slightly.

After a pause, seeing Green's hesitant expression, Nahor Demitis took the initiative and asked: "Count Kleb, I will be happy to answer any questions you have."

"This is my first time contacting the Iron Bank..."

Green's face looked a little embarrassed: "Please forgive me, the question I want to ask may be a little offensive..."

Nahor Demitis maintained his smile and nodded slightly.

Green coughed lightly and said, "I'll be honest with you. My things come from Seagull Town. Will you protect me?"

Nahor Demitis understood the hidden meaning in Green's words. He smiled slightly and said: "Count Kleb, please believe in the long-standing reputation of the Iron Bank. According to the tradition of Westeros, no matter when, or Wherever you are, you are a guest who has accepted the bread and salt of the Iron Bank, a distinguished guest of the Iron Bank."

"Thank you for your patient answer, in return..."

With that said, Green took out an envelope from his pocket and handed it to Naho Demitis.

Nahor Demitis took the letter and did not open it in a hurry. Instead, he looked at Green with a little doubt.

Green seemed to have remembered something that made him sad. He was silent for a moment and couldn't help but sigh.

He said slowly: "Your Excellency Demitis, you can regard this as my friend's 'last words'."

After a pause, he continued: "I don't know whether I should say he disappeared or passed away... I can't find the right words for the time being..."

He shook his head slightly: "We have always been close friends, but he hurriedly left only this letter... and the 'last wish' he left only had time for me and Prime Minister Tyrion to witness..."

After a pause, Green let out a long sigh again, then raised his hand to signal Naho Demitis to open the letter.

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After reading the letter, Naho Demitis, who kept a reserved smile, glanced at Green with a sad face in disbelief.

He thought of many things in an instant and hid his trembling hands in his sleeves.

Ever since Naho Demitis read the letter, Green's eyes have been staring in the direction of the window, seeming to be lost in memories.

Naho Demitis said softly: "Count Kleb, I will report this matter to the keykeeper of the Iron Treasury."

The Keykeepers are the descendants of the twenty-three founders of the Iron Bank who, along with some of the wealthiest and most powerful houses in Braavos, participate in the Iron Bank's secret meetings and elect the Iron Bank's leaders. Have an important say.

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The voice of Nahor Demitis brought Green back to his senses. He nodded bitterly and said, "My friend doesn't like Westeros. I think he wants to leave his wealth in Esso." Si, as his good friend, I respect his wishes."

Green stood up and walked to Naho Demitis and said: "I will leave the rest to you, Your Excellency."

Nahor Demitis couldn't help but doubt Green's intentions. Although he didn't know the specific amount, he guessed that the Octopus Spider's property was definitely not a small amount.

Why so generous? !

As if he had guessed what Nahor Demitis was thinking, Green's next words eliminated most of his doubts.

Green said: "Prime Minister Tyrion and I have relatively sensitive identities. If this matter is leaked, although it is out of good intentions, it may also be used by our political opponents, especially in this situation... It is easy for us to They slandered you as a traitor to the Seven Kingdoms. Therefore, I hope you can keep today's secret, let alone let anyone outside the Iron Bank see this letter. I only trust the credibility of the Iron Bank."

Nahor Demitis proudly assures: "You can always trust the golden reputation of the Iron Bank."

Green nodded slightly, then he took out another letter and said: "This is my handwritten letter. Please take this letter to Seagull Town to meet my butler Leiden. The war over there will break out at any time, please." Go there as soon as possible, Lord Demitis."