The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green stroked his chest and said, "Yes, she is your daughter after all, Prime Minister."

"..." Duke Tywin heard the slight sound of Earl Green exhaling slowly, and the index finger of his left hand was slightly bent. The young lord in front of him was not a fox that had mixed up with the lions (Chapter 56), but a fox that had been mingled with the lions (Chapter 56). A beast that grew up in a nest.

Perhaps, his good daughter who likes to be smart is just a tool of Green Clay in the power game.

He couldn't help but wonder, what else could Cersei give Earl Green now?

What could be Earl Green's true purpose...what does he want?

Duke Tywin couldn't help but flash a sharp look in his eyes; Green looked at Duke Tywin and slowly raised his lips.

One had an expressionless face, and the other had a gentle smile. Lord Tywin and Lord Green looked at each other "deeply".

The air in the Prime Minister's study seemed to freeze for a few seconds.

"Very well." Lord Tywin's deep voice broke the silence.

"Earl Green, welcome to the Red Castle."

"It's an honor, Lord Tywin."

"So……"

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"Earl Green, I do not want the reconstruction and restoration of the valley to become some kind of pretext for the future."

"I have to admit that you immediately pointed out the biggest problem in Kleb's territory, Lord Tywin."

The air froze again for a few seconds.

Then, Green said: "But... the seven countries are looking forward to peace, and I am one of them. In this regard, our thoughts are the same, Prime Minister Tywin."

He spread his hands: "Compared to Kleb's troops, the peace of the Seven Kingdoms is more inseparable from the support of the Duke of Metz. If we want to quell the rebellion in a short time, we need supplies from the Reach. This is what lies ahead of us." fact."

Duke Tywin's chest rose and fell slightly, and he said: "Tyrell is about to become a queen of the family, and the Duke of Highgarden has the same idea as me and you."

Green shrugged slightly and said nothing.

After a pause, Duke Tywin leaned back in his chair and said, "Prince Oberyn Martell will arrive in King's Landing soon, and they also want to contribute to the kingdom."

Green smiled and said: "Welcome the Dornish people to return to the Red Keep."

Duke Tywin's light green eyes moved slightly and said, "You seem to like Dorne very much."

Green couldn't help but chuckle: "Perhaps because of the distance, I rarely hear news about the Dornish people. I occasionally suspect that Dorne is a country outside the kingdom."

Perhaps because of Green's "joking", the atmosphere in the room became a lot more relaxed.

Or perhaps, this is some kind of tacit understanding among power players.

"Let's continue talking about the Riverlands."

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Joffrey's training grounds.

At this time, Robert Arryn held a small dagger in both hands and cried out: "I want Maester Kermont!"

The tall Joffrey looked down at the short little Robert and said contemptuously: "You are a traitor. You are not qualified to petition the king."

King Joffrey made a gesture, and someone immediately chanted loudly: "His merciful Majesty Joffrey I grants... the traitor, Duke of the Eyrie, Robert of House Arryn... the opportunity to compete with the king in swordsmanship, Witness the gods!”

King Joffrey's lips pursed, and he declared proudly: "Duke of the Eyrie, if you can hurt me, I will show mercy when I judge you!"

The hunting dog standing aside: "..."

The Kingsguard, red robes and gold robes standing around: "..."

On the other side, among the servants watching, someone shouted: "Long live the king!"

Then, many people also shouted, and the crowd soon shouted in unison: "Long live the king! Long live the king! Long live the king!"

King Joffrey nodded with satisfaction, raised his hand and pressed it to signal everyone to be quiet.

He slowly pulled out the "lion's tooth" from the scabbard. The friction sound of metal and leather made Little Robert tremble all over.

With a clang, the dagger in Little Robert's hand fell to the stone slab at his feet.

Seeing this, King Joffrey, who looked happy just now, immediately said angrily: "Duke, pick up your sword!"

Little Robert screamed: "I don't want it! I want to go back! I don't want it!"

King Joffrey shouted angrily: "Shut up! Pick up your sword quickly, quickly!"

Little Robert still screamed: "I don't want it! I don't want it! I don't want it!"

King Joffrey sneered, and stabbed lightly with the "lion's tooth" in his hand, and a red line slowly flowed down Little Robert's cheek.

"This is just a warning. If you can't shut up, I will kill you directly!"

Little Robert first touched his face with his little hand, then looked at his blood-red palm, and then... he screamed loudly.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!!!"

The voice was harsh, and King Joffrey's handsome face twisted: "Shut up!"

Little Robert ignored King Joffrey's threat: "Ah!!! Ah!!! Ah!!!"

"I kill you!"

When the lion's tooth in King Joffrey's hand was about to be chopped off, Sandor Clegane stopped him in time, and Little Robert was so frightened that he froze in place...the blade of the sword almost stopped against his hair.

"Dog, get out of here!"

King Joffrey moved, but Sandor's big hands were like iron clamps. He kicked out in anger: "Get away."

Sandor said calmly: "You will kill him, King."

King Joffrey kicked him again: "I'm going to kill him!"

Sandor glanced at Little Robert, who no longer dared to scream, and said, "King, it's no longer fun when you're dead."

Also, King Joffrey suddenly chuckled and said: "My dog, go and pluck out Duke Arryn's tongue."

Sandor shrugged: "To your satisfaction, King."

After saying that, Sandor turned around and nodded towards a place where stood Bachelor Cormon, held up by two golden robes.

The golden robe let go of Academician Ke Meng, who trotted over in a hurry.

At this time, Sandor said to Little Robert: "Kid, if you don't want to die, just keep your mouth shut."

As soon as Maester Colmont came over, he hugged Little Robert and said, "My lord Duke, are you okay?"

Little Robert's skin was just broken, and he hiccupped: "I want to go back!"

Maester Colmont whispered in Little Robert's ear: "Your Majesty, you treat this as a game..."

Little Robert shook his head: "I don't want it! I want to go back!"

Bachelor Kemen's voice was filled with tears: "Your Majesty, please, please play with His Majesty the King..."

Little Robert shook his head again: "I don't want it!"

Bachelor Kemen continued to plead in a low voice: "We will go back as soon as the knight game is over. Your Excellency, I will get you something delicious when I get back..."

As he spoke, he picked up the mini dagger and asked Robert to hold it.

Little Robert was about to throw it away, but Maester Colmont held his little hand tightly and cried plainly: "My lord, you are the falcon, and it is your sharp claw. Please hold it tightly."

"The king has no patience." Sandor's cold voice sounded.

"Your Majesty Duke... hold it tight..." Bachelor Ke Meng was quickly carried away by the golden robe.

Sandor stepped back, and the sword duel between the king and the duke resumed.

King Joffrey's green eyes sparkled with pleasure. He raised the "Lion's Fang" and pointed the tip of the sword at Little Robert's cheek below his eyes.

"With just this little injury, if you cry and yell, you are worse than Tommen."

Little Robert stood there trembling, the dagger he held in his hands and the blade dangling, and he shouted loudly: "I'm not crying!"

Hearing Little Robert's rebuttal, King Joffrey's face showed excitement.

His "lion's teeth" thrust forward, and Little Robert was so frightened that he dropped his dagger and fell down.

King Joffrey laughed.

Not long after, his smile suddenly faded: "Stand up and pick up the sword."

He raised his chin and said: "Today, the remnants of the Arryn family are causing trouble in my King's Landing, and I have cut off all their heads."

He pointed the tip of the lion's tooth sword at Little Robert: "Lord Arryn, if you please me, I can take you to visit them. I have already had them inserted."

Little Robert didn't respond. In order not to disturb the king's interest, Sandor nodded in one direction.

Later, Academician Kemen once again ran into the "competition field" between the king and the duke.

Little Robert was helped up by Maester Colmont. He picked up the small dagger and let his little hands hold it.

He whispered: "Please, Lord Duke..."

King Joffrey said displeasedly: "Dog, what are you doing?"

He raised his chin arrogantly, lowered his eyes to look at the cold light of the "Lion's Fang" sword, and said: "No one is allowed to disturb my contest with Duke Arryn."

When Robert stood up and grasped his sword, Maester Colemont whispered something and backed away.

Sandor pointed at Maester Colmont and said, "If he bothers you, I will poke his ass, King."

King Joffrey chuckled. Seeing that the "effect" of the hound's arrangement was good, he didn't pursue it any further.

choke!

King Joffrey's "lion's teeth" easily knocked away Little Robert's shuriken.

Holding a weapon in one hand, King Joffrey imitated his father's victory pose, raising his hands high and accepting the "aws" and "cheers" of the crowd.

"Pick up the sword!"

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"Pick it up! Quick!"

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"quick!"

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When King Joffrey took the victory pose for the seventh time, Little Robert threw away the dagger that Maester Colemont had picked up.

"I won't play! I won't play anymore!"

"Play?"

King Joffrey's cheerful expression disappeared instantly: "Do you think I am playing with you?!"

He showed a cruel smile, pointed his sword at Little Robert, and said, "Okay, I'll play with you."

"Go get the apple and the crossbow," he said to Ser Mandon.

Using an apple on his head as a target... Bachelor Ke Meng immediately thought of the king's hobbies that he had secretly discovered in the past two days.

Maester Colmont hurriedly knelt in front of King Joffrey and begged: "Your Majesty, it was a slip of the tongue just now by the Duke, I guarantee it!"

King Joffrey kicked the emaciated Maester Kormon away.

Maester Colmont quickly crawled over and picked up the sword, letting Little Robert hold it, and said painfully: "Your Majesty, please, I beg you to be brave..."

King Joffrey's voice came over: "Prepare a few more dogs. I want to see if they can catch up with Duke Arryn..."

Bachelor Kemen said in panic: "Your Majesty the Duke! You will die, please..."

Endless teasing.

Endless requests.

Endless urging.

Little Robert's face flushed, and his pupils dilated.

Under the horrified gaze of Maester Colmont, Little Robert suddenly rushed out with his small dagger raised in both hands. He didn't run a few steps but... his left foot stumbled over his right foot, and his body fell forward.

And... the small dagger that "flew" out of his hand just happened to scratch the back of King Joffrey's hand.

With a clang, the lion's tooth sword fell on the stone slab.

"I'm injured!"

A long, narrow wound appeared on the back of King Joffrey's hand, oozing bright red.

"Gods, please forgive me..." Academician Ke Meng collapsed immediately.

King Joffrey clutched the back of his hand with his other hand in pain and stared ferociously at Little Robert, who had just climbed up: "How dare you attack me?! Dog, my dog, I'm injured! Come and save me!" "

Sandor, who was arranging Joffrey's orders, had no time to prevent this sudden accident, but he had already discovered... that his king only scratched his skin.

"Hey! Gentle on me!"

When the Kingsguard bandaged Joffrey's injured hand, he was too hurt to look at it and screamed in pain from time to time.

Anger burned in his eyes: "Take Duke Arryn to the tower. I want him to see his future fate in advance."

He gritted his teeth and said: "When the trial is over, I will cut you into pieces and skin you!"

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Prime Minister's Tower Study Room.

Lord Greene and Lord Tywin were standing in front of a long table covered with a map of the Seven Kingdoms.

Green pointed his finger at the location of Pike City and said: "Duke Tywin and Greyjoy have declared themselves king. Sooner or later they will be enemies of the Red Castle. I don't think Greyjoy will take off the crown easily, just like It’s the same as the rebellion ten years ago. If you want Balon Greyjoy to surrender to the Iron Throne, there is only one way to suppress it directly by force, just like Robert I did.”

He pointed to the location of Winterfell again, and continued: "The Ironborn invaded the North... I have to admit that they inadvertently helped the Red Keep."

His finger moved to the location of Riverrun City: "So, there is nothing to fear about the little running wolf who is trapped here and has no other support."

Duke Tywin was silent for a while and said: "Besieged beasts will resist tenaciously."

Green nodded slightly, stretched out his finger and tapped the gate of the Western Region - Golden Teeth City.

"Perhaps we also need to prevent the little running wolf from repeating its last attack."

Lord Tywin glanced at Green and said, "The little running wolf can't leave the riverlands."

Green nodded, and his eyes slowly swept across the river, finally stopping at the Twins City, and said: "If the Frey family is willing to 'cooperate'..."

He pinched his chin: "We may not need to use too many troops to end the chaos in the Riverlands."

After a pause, Duke Tywin's eyes moved slightly and he looked at Green: "This is difficult. After all, the Frey family is a vassal of the Tully family. Count Green, have you thought of a good idea?"

Green thought for a moment and said: "Duke Tywin, I was thinking... the title of Duke of Riverrun might make the Frey family give up his title."

After saying that, he immediately shook his head: "I don't know much about Marquis Frey. This kind of temptation... I'm not sure if it can attract him enough."

Knock, knock, knock on the door suddenly sounded.

Without waiting for Lord Tywin's response, Ser Kevan hurriedly entered the study.

"Lord Tywin, Joffrey has taken Robert Arryn away."