The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Tyrion Lannister's tongue was unforgiving: "You want to tell me that you gave up your excellent character as a knight for the so-called duty, right, ser?"

Sir Adam's icy face turned into a scowl. When he gripped the handle of his sword, a lazy voice sounded from behind him: "Hey, if you draw your sword, you will die."

Tyrion raised his glass in the direction behind Ser Adam: "Bronn, you came just in time, my reliable captain of the guard."

Bronn walked over slowly with one hand behind his back and a dagger in his hand.

He bent down to salute, raised his head and looked at Tyrion, with a lewd smile on his face: "Master Tyrion, I am always at your command."

Seeing Bronn's face, Tyrion was always worried that he would betray him on the spot, and every time he had to give away a bag of golden dragons to give him some peace of mind.

He reached for the money bag at his waist as a habit, but his movements were sudden. Now was not the time to "buy" safety, there were outsiders.

He raised his eyebrows at Bronn. Bronn seemed to understand all of a sudden, and his smile became more obscene.

Sir Adam looked sideways at Bronn and said coldly: "I don't like dirty mercenaries."

Tyrion said with a smile: "Don't forget the Battle of King's Landing. It was Bronn who helped me defeat Stannis. When he returns to King's Landing, he will be a knight of the Blackwater River who has been anointed with holy oil by the Archbishop himself."

After Tyrion finished speaking, Bronn shook his right arm and gracefully saluted Tyrion again: "Thank you, Master Tyrion, for your support."

Sir Adam said contemptuously: "You are just a lucky mercenary. This cannot change your dirty background."

Sir Adam had dark copper-colored shoulder-length hair. The smile on Bronn's face deepened: "I am not a delicate flower like you."

"Tonight I will hold your head and let my semen fill your mouth." Bronn's hand grasped the handle of the dagger at his waist.

What a pervert, Tyrion shuddered.

He sneered and said: "Bronn, I'm sorry, Sir Adam is a dog sent by my father. I can't give you his head yet."

Bronn withdrew his hand with a smile: "As you command, my lord."

Sir Adam looked at Tyrion and said angrily: "Tyrion, you are insulting!"

Tyrion grinned: "Knight of House Malbrand, it is your honor to be insulted by the noble Lannister Lion."

"You!" Sir Adam's face turned red.

Tyrion waved his hand and said: "Stand back and report my conspiracy to Lord Tywin quickly. Take the time and don't let the kind father be frightened by his well-behaved son. He is not a strong young man. You should think more about our master in the West."

Ser Adam snorted coldly, flicked the red cloak of the Lannister family, turned around, and strode away.

After Sir Adam left, Bronn picked up the flagon, poured wine into the cup Edmure had used, swung the cup, took a sip of wine gracefully, and said, "Lord Tyrion, are you serious? "

With a snap, Bronn's other hand flexibly caught the purse thrown by Tyrion, weighed it, and immediately smiled.

He put the glass down, took a few steps back facing Tyrion, and stood there respectfully.

Tyrion grinned: "It seems that I have once again succeeded in stopping your traitorous heart."

Bronn responded with a smile: "Master Tyrion, you are generous and wise. I will always be yours."

"I at least believe that your loyalty will not change today."

Tyrion straightened his hair, which he had deliberately messed up in order to act in front of Edmure, and said: "Bronn, my dear father kicked me off the Prime Minister's chair, and... Jay Ser Slim died in battle (Lord Commander in Gold, Chapter 258), Lord Tywin would not leave such a delicious cake to me."

Tyrion moved to lean on the back of the chair more comfortably, and continued: "You also know very well that my Queen Mother sister loves me to death, and I'm sure she is looking forward to my return in King's Landing. "

He spread his hands and said, "Cersei will not let me go, including the people around me. Your head can also excite my Queen Mother sister."

Bronn showed a lewd smile again and said: "If death cannot be avoided, I choose to die under the skirt of a beauty."

Tyrion ignored Bronn's joke and said sternly: "I will not sit and wait for death. Not only must we save Jaime, we must also save ourselves."

Bronn stopped smiling, thought for a moment, and said, "Lord Tyrion, weren't you planning to marry Queen Cersei to the heir of Highgarden?"

Tyrion swayed the wine glass gently. He stared at the thin ripples in the glass and said slowly: "I am just in case. Before defeating Stannis, there is one situation, and after defeating Stannis, there is another situation." A situation. Cersei won't give in easily, and at least everyone knows she still has a sword in her hand."

After a pause, he continued: "As long as the benefits are rich enough, Cersei's sword will become very sharp. When my queen mother sister is willful, she will choose to ignore it, and I will not underestimate her."

Bronn's eyes moved slightly and he said: "That famous general... Count Kleb?"

Tyrion raised his eyes to look at Bronn, nodded, and said: "We cannot ignore his other identity. He is Cersei's chief affairs officer, and has always been."

Bronn smiled and said: "Isn't Earl Kleb your good friend?"

"It's a good friend."

Tyrion climbed off the chair, stretched out, and said: "But I can't afford a higher price than my sister. Cersei is the regent, and I am not the prime minister. What she can give Green, I can't." Can’t take it out.”

He grinned: "Including the warmth on the bed."

Mercenary Bronn nodded in understanding: "Lord Tyrion, if it were me, I would stand by the Queen Mother. No one can refuse the temptation of power and beauty."

Tyrion clasped his little hands behind his back and stepped towards the window, saying as he walked: "So, only after Cersei leaves King's Landing can I dare to join forces with Earl Green with confidence."

Bronn followed Tyrion, scratched his cheek and said, "It's so complicated."

Standing in front of the window, Tyrion stared at the sky for a while and said: "Lord Tywin needs a stable Seven Kingdoms, otherwise he can only watch the Tyrell family grow bigger. This is not in line with the Lannister family." Benefit."

The blocking dark clouds dispersed and shed dazzling sunshine. Tyrion narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "If... the Riverlands and the North can be resolved through marriage, Lord Tywin will never give up this opportunity. Because it is in the interests of House Lannister. As the obedient son of a kind father, I naturally have to serve him."

Tyrion turned to look at Bronn: "As the lovely brother of a gentle sister, I naturally have to choose a good husband and a warm new home for her."

Bronn scratched his head and said, "Sir, I have to admit... the relationship between your family is really good."

Tyrion laughed: "Don't be too envious of the Lannister family's love for each other."

Bronn seemed to be sighing: "My lord, I'm a little lucky that my father is an alcoholic who doesn't care. I have to apologize to him for my ignorance when I have the chance."

After a pause, Bronnhu said: "So, you ordered me to leave an opportunity for Sir Adam to eavesdrop?"

Tyrion nodded slightly: "In my father's eyes, I am a prodigal. He trusts his vassals more than his own son."

Bronn couldn't help but sigh again: "We really do love each other."

"I said, don't be too envious. If you're hungry, go find something to eat. Let's go."

Although Bronn was puzzled about Tyrion's next step, his curiosity was never great. He silently followed Tyrion towards the restaurant.