The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Green had analyzed Petyr's strategy while waiting on the outer wall.

Jon Arryn, Duke of the Eyrie, is himself the Guardian of the Vale, relying on his marriage to the Tully family to influence the Riverlands, and the Duke of Winterfell in the North is his adopted son.

Jon Arryn alone can directly or indirectly control the Vale, the Riverlands, and the North.

In the original play, Petyr first single-handedly brokered the marriage between King Joffrey and Margaery Tyrell, successfully forming the Lannister-Tyrell alliance.

In return, Petyr was made Duke of Harrenhal and became Governor of the Riverlands.

In the second step, Petyr told Duke Tywin Lannister about the Tyrell family's plan to secretly take Sansa Stark to Highgarden and marry Willas Tyrell, and let Tywin Lord Wynn had enough time to marry Sansa Stark to Tyrion first.

Therefore, in exchange for the support of Lord Tywin Lannister, Petyr married Lysa Tully as Duke of Harrenhal and took the Vale into his own hands without a single blow.

The third step is to come to the North and prepare to help Sansa Stark gain power in the North.

Petyr's route is to plot the power of the Vale, the Riverlands, and the North.

Petyr's achievements in power overlap with those of Duke Jon, so is Petyr an imitator or admirer of Duke Jon?

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Green's voice was calm and chilling: "Lord Petyr, do you like gambling? I don't really like it myself."

Petyr shook his head, his smile a little unnatural.

Green added: "If someone is killed in this room tonight, I bet that nothing will happen to me. I can return to Whispering City safely and continue to enjoy the glory of the nobility."

Petyr suddenly understood why others called the Crabbs half-barbarian nobles.

So barbaric, they don't follow the rules of Game of Thrones!

Thinking of this, Petyr's heart was not panic, but fear.

Oh, I might die tonight!

How could he see through my methods? It is impossible for him to have this ability at his age.

Yes, Tyrion, it must be Tyrion, that Lannister dwarf!

Petyr remembered that the squire he sent to inform Green did indeed say when he responded that he saw Tyrion and Green together.

And the information about where I will stay tonight... Secretly, Petyr hates the talkative Tyrion, they are all guys who don't follow the rules of the game!

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Petyr's gray-green eyes moved: "Baron Greene, I think there is a big misunderstanding between us because of the villain's slander. In fact, I have always been kind to you. If we join forces, we will join forces!"

In order to increase his confidence, Petyr leaned back on his chair and said, "You and I, we actually have a lot in common. We should have more power."

Green was unmoved and instead made up a family motto: "Kleb's ancestors taught me that one sword is worse than a thousand strategies."

Petyr felt bitter that this barbarian was not listening to my good advice.

Green, who was leaning on the back of the chair, raised one leg and folded it: "Lord Petyr, I am different from you. Kleb's ancestors used hundreds of years of bloodshed to build Kleb into a military aristocrat. I Inherited it all.”

Petyr smiled reluctantly.

Green suddenly said: "An Gai, there is a wine bottle on the table over there. It is the wine of Qingting Island. Pour us a glass."

Petyr felt suddenly relaxed, and the previous heavy atmosphere was gone.

This made Petyr even more wary of the young-faced Green in front of him.

Angai, who looked harmless, poured a glass for Green and Petyr very politely and respectfully.

Green raised his glass and gestured to Petyr, whose face was still a little stiff, and took a sip of Arbor Island golden wine.

The soft and fragrant golden wine of the Arbor Island flowed in, which calmed Petyr a lot: "Then, respected Baron Green, can you tell me your purpose?"

Green waved his hand gently: "You are a big shot, and I am an insignificant little guy."

Green stopped Petyr's useless compliment, gently rubbed the wine glass with his fingertips and continued: "My ambition is too small. I am not interested in the intrigues between big shots, and I don't want to get involved. There should be no existence between us. Conflict, do you understand?"

The change in Green's gaze at the last moment actually made Petyr feel horrified.

Petyr nodded stiffly.

Green stood up from the chair, his face filled with gentleness: "Please forgive me for visiting tonight. I will also meet the King's Hand tomorrow morning. Whispering Castle advocates peace. Please help me persuade Duke Jon later."

Petyr felt that Green had given up his murderous intention, and finally secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Petyr prevented any further changes in the end and said: "I said, we are already friends. I am very happy to help my friends, I promise."

Green nodded and said goodbye: "If you don't mind, I'll take the main entrance."

On the surface, Petyr had regained his usual calmness and elegance, and picked up the bedside rattle and shook it.

Not long after the bell rang, there was a gentle knock on the door.

Green, who had already taken a few steps, suddenly turned around, approached Petyr again, reached out and pulled off Petyr's robe. Petyr's pupils expanded and contracted, and he did not move rationally.

The dagger in Green's hand drew a line of cold light, leaving a hand-length line on Petyr's upper chest.

The cut left by the dagger was so shallow that Petyr didn't even feel the pain.

On Petyr's upper chest, warm blood continued to emerge along the lines left by the dagger, instantly turning a large area red.

"this is the last time."

Green opened the door and very calmly asked Petyr's attendant outside the door to lead the way.

Petyr didn't like his attendants to be curious. Petyr's attendants saw that Petyr had no other instructions. Although they were confused, they didn't dare to ask more questions and respectfully led Green and the others away.

Green left for a while, and Petyr, who had been standing still, sat down, his gray-green eyes deep.

Green's knife skills were very good. It looked like a lot of blood was bleeding, but in fact the wound was very shallow and the bleeding had stopped.

After Green left, Petyr, who had always been expressionless, showed a complicated smile.

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Early the next morning, near the Red Keep, Maegor's Tower.

Tyrion whistled in an imageless manner.

James glanced at the slightly brightened sky with a helpless expression.

Cersei was a little too enthusiastic yesterday, and James spent a lot of energy. Tyrion called him up early in the morning, and he also had to work hard.

James asked: "Where did you go to play yesterday?"

Tyrion's eyes were half-opened, and his voice was weak: "First I drank all night in Green's house, and then I went to Shataya's shop, Jetty, Alayaya, and Danxi. They were so enthusiastic. , uh, I had less than two hours of sleep.”

James laughed out loud: "You should have a good rest after a hard night. Why are you willing to leave the gentle big bed and come to me so early in the morning?"