The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

Feeling Aunt Gina's gaze, Sir Jaime glanced back, then shrugged.

Green was wearing a simple blue robe today, with an exquisite swamp marigold emblem on his left chest.

He came to the main seat, put one hand on the table, and glanced at everyone. Among them... When his eyes met James's, he nodded.

"Good day everyone."

Ser Jaime temporarily assumed the role of "Steward" and began to introduce: "This is the Warden of the West, Ser Davon Lannister."

Ser Davon gave Green a polite stroke of his breast.

"This is Lord Emmon Frey of the Twins."

As soon as James finished speaking, the Marquis of Almon bowed flatteringly in the eyes of Lady Gina and said: "Your name as a famous general is spread throughout the seven countries. It is a great honor to meet you, Duke Kleb."

James paused with a slightly stiff expression, and then said: "This is the Lady of the Twins, Gina Lannister, my aunt."

Finally, he introduced Green to everyone again: "This is... Duke of the Eagle's Nest City, Guardian of the East, Green Claymore."

After the ceremony, Green sat at the head of the long table. On the right side of the long table were Sir Davon and Sir James, and on the left were the Marquis of Aymon and Lady Gina.

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"...The sluice gate of Blackfish has not yet been opened. It is the final problem."

Listening to Sir Davon complaining about the difficulty of the siege as if he were one of his own, Green couldn't help but frown slightly.

Green's brown eyes moved slightly, glanced at the silent Jaime Lannister, and said: "Ser Davon, in this case... If Riverrun opens the floodgates, it means that they are the last remaining ones. In one breath, this is good news.”

Seeing that Green finally spoke up, Sir Davon secretly looked at Aunt Gina and said slowly: "Duke Kleb, I can be honest with you. Lannister's food and grass cannot support a long siege. In addition, Queen Cersei’s deadline..."

After a pause, he said directly: "I take the liberty of inviting you to the battle meeting because I hope to get your help."

Green pondered for a moment, frowned and said: "Sir Davon, the task assigned to me by the Royal Council is to gather refugees and manage the abandoned land, not to participate in the Battle of Riverrun."

Before Sir Davon could respond, Lady Gina's voice sounded: "Your Majesty the Duke, perhaps your secret weapon is the greatest support for the Guardian of the West."

"Secret weapon..."

After murmuring, Green raised his eyebrows slightly: "Madam, are you referring to 'Wildfire'?"

Sir Davon nodded and said: "If you can support it, I think Trout's castle will be captured soon."

Hearing this, Green shook his head slightly: "I refuse."

Sir Davon clenched his fists under the table and said: "Duke Green, we will be grateful for your generosity. Lannister must pay its debts!"

Green looked at Davon, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he said coldly: "Sir, Krab also likes to pay his debts."

The air seemed to freeze for an instant, and Gina Lannister's voice quickly broke the silence: "Your Majesty, can you let us hear your reasons? Some people are like wild boars and only run rampant."

After saying that, she glared hard at Davon Lannister.

Green ignored the two of them. He moved his eyes to the other person and said, "Ser Jaime, do you also want me to support Wildfire for Lannister?"

Sir Davon's eyes lit up, and then he turned sideways and looked at his expressionless cousin.

Sir James shook his head: "I don't hope."

Hearing this, Sir Davon blurted out: "James, what are you talking about?!"

James glanced at his cousin who was blushing, and said to Green: "I didn't expect the war meeting to be held for this thing. Green, I'm sorry, I owe you this time."

Seeing James about to get up and leave, Green couldn't help but laugh. He raised his hand and pressed it down, saying: "If you leave like this, you will hurt the feelings of your family. I heard that the Lannisters are a family that loves each other. Please sit down, everyone. I'll explain the reason for James."

James secretly glanced at Green, hesitated for a moment, and sat down again.

After a pause, Green glanced at the people present and spoke slowly: "You have seen the power of wildfire. The green flame does not distinguish between people and things, it can burn everything."

He sighed softly: "War is inherently cruel. If it is added, it will become the seven levels of hell on earth, and... Gods are merciful. Maybe Sir James has the same idea as me, and he does not want honor. The battle will turn into a sea of ​​green fire in the future.”

Sir James seemed to hear the crazy laughter of the Mad King in his ears. He took a deep breath and said: "It is the devil's magic. It will turn people into crazy lunatics. It will... destroy everything."

After a moment of solemn silence, Sir Davon said with a smile: "Your Majesty, fortunately, such a terrifying wildfire is in your hands."

"Are you questioning my honor?" Green stood up from the chair, looked down at Davon, and continued: "Actually, you are not qualified to sit here at all, because in my eyes, you inherited Duke Tywin's Western Territory With the title of guardian, you are bringing shame on his former reputation.”

Sir Davon also stood up in a hurry. He said angrily: "You have no right to insult my honor!"

Green slowly stretched out his left hand to the side: "I led an army of 20,000 people and couldn't even capture the isolated and helpless City of Riverrun. This is a shame in itself."

Sir Davon said angrily: "Riverrun is a fortified city, I need...time..."

Amid everyone's shocked or disbelieving looks, Brienne silently handed the "Ice" sword to Greene.

"Time? This is a good excuse, but don't forget, the purpose of Trout is to consume your time."

With that said, Green took hold of Han Bing's long sword handle: "Okay, now we should talk with the sword."

Green simply waved the ice: "You can draw your sword now, this Guardian of the West who questions the honor of the Guardian of the East."

Sir Davon held the handle of the sword but did not pull it out. He gritted his teeth and said, "That's a Valyrian steel sword."

Green nodded slightly, his voice polite and gentle: "Believe me, I will cleanly split you in half, and I will also arrange for someone to bury half of you under Riverrun and send the other half to Casterly Rock. "

After a pause, seeing Sir Davon just standing there and glaring at him, Green frowned: "Why don't you draw your sword? Are you afraid, Guardian of the West?"

"you!"

The furious Sir Davon slowly drew his sword and said: "Okay, I accept your offer..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a snap, and Mrs. Gina's fat hand slapped Davon on the head.

Da Feng suddenly felt his head shaking, and he said angrily: "Aunt, you..."

Holding her waist with both hands, the fat lioness roared: "Shut up! Do you want the trout to see the lion's joke?"

With his snow-white cloak fluttering, Sir James stood between Green and Davon.

He glanced at the ice sword that was glowing in the morning light, spread his hands, and said helplessly: "I know you don't like hypocritical apologies, Green, what can you tell me to make up for my cousin's rashness?"

Green threw the ice sword to Brienne, who was standing behind him, put his palm on the hilt of the sword, and said: "James, to be honest, I miss Duke Tywin and Earl Kevan very much at the moment. That's it for today. So far, if Sir Davon can conquer Riverrun within the time limit..."

"I will forgive him. Also, when I return to King's Landing, I will propose restricting the use of wildfire." Patting James' arm, Green turned and took a step forward.

Seeing that Green was about to leave, Mrs. Gina took a few steps and stopped him.

"Your Majesty, perhaps Lannister and Kleb can negotiate a deal."

"The Duke of Casterly Rock is in King's Landing." Green paused and looked sideways.

His eyes passed over Lady Gina and settled on the Marquis of Emmon: "As an ally of Lannister, Frey's army performed very poorly. Marquis Frey, if you can't be the lord of the Twins, I will I wouldn’t mind helping you find a suitable person.”

“I will continue to use wildfire as a deterrent to trout, don’t let me disappoint you.”

Green lifted his feet and left, his voice drifting in the cool morning breeze: "Lannister can lose, but the Iron Throne cannot."

After a while, the bearded Sir Davon suddenly jumped up: "Who does he think he is? Does he think he is the lord of the Western Region?!"

He looked at his cousin and said angrily: "He doesn't take Lannister seriously at all. Why does Cersei trust such a person?!"

After a pause, James frowned and said, "My good cousin, the Duke made my father give up his plan to find a new husband for Cersei."

Then, he added: "You should have told me earlier that you wanted to 'borrow' wildfire from him."

The anger on Sir Davon's face immediately disappeared, he scratched his messy hair and said with a smile: "Sorry, I thought you were just not interested in wildfires."

Ser Jaime patted his cousin on the shoulder: "Focus on Riverrun. There is an overseer behind you who is ready to kill you."

Thinking that he had not dared to challenge before, Sir Davon was a little embarrassed and angry. He said loudly: "He has a Valyrian steel sword. This is not a fair duel."

James didn't seem to hear his cousin's excuse: "Practice your sword with me more when you have time."

Davon's cheeks under his beard were deep red: "James, believe me, if Duke Kleb doesn't have ice..."

James interrupted angrily, with a little bit of envy in his voice: "His sword is also a Valyrian steel sword, and its name is 'Lady Empty Silence'. It was his trophy in the valley."

Sir Davon was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth and said, "It's a pity... Lannister's 'Light Howl' could not be recovered."

[Light Howl is the clan sword of Lannister. Tommen II, King of Casterly Rock, led a fleet to explore the destroyed Valyria. The man and the sword were gone forever. The Lannister family has been searching for its replacement. Lord Tywin has repeatedly approached the down-and-out nobles of the Seven Kingdoms and offered to buy their Valyrian steel swords for large sums of money, but he was always rejected. 】

While James and Davon were talking, Lady Gina came over.

"My sweet nephews, how are you feeling today?"

Sir Jaime just shrugged, while Sir Davon scratched his hair and said: "It seems that the Seven Kingdoms underestimated Lannister's roar? At least that is what the Duke said."

Gina Lannister nodded and said: "Jaime, this is the Lannister who has lost your father... This is reality. I hope you can understand the real responsibility you shoulder as soon as possible."

After a moment of silence, Sir Jaime clenched his fist and said: "Aunt, I am the Kingsguard. My responsibility is to restore the Kingsguard to its former glory. This is also my obligation."

After saying that, he flicked his snow-white cloak and walked away first.

Looking at her nephew who was walking away, Lady Gena couldn't help but hold her forehead and murmured, "If only Tyrion could be here..."

Sir Davon glanced at his cousin's back and his aunt beside him. At this moment, he felt that his shoulders were extremely heavy.

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Two days later, under the command of Sir Davon, the Lannister army launched the most fierce siege since the beginning of the war.

Under the city of Riverrun, shouts and shouts rose and fell like surging waves, and the deafening sound seemed to tear the whole world apart.

Later, Sir Davon even personally brought a red robe to kill the knights and soldiers who retreated without authorization on the spot.

From sunrise to sunset, the battle lasted a whole day, and blood flowed, soaking the land under the city of Riverrun.

However, despite the huge casualties, the soldiers of Trout still barely defended the castle.

The next morning, the horns symbolizing the Lannister siege sounded again, announcing that a more brutal battle was about to begin.

On Riverrun.

When the Lannister army was gathering, Lord Brynden was inspecting the Tully soldiers who were preparing for battle.

His captain of the guards followed closely behind the Duke of Riverrun with his guards in red and blue striped robes.

Last night, Lord Brynden opened the warehouse and generously rewarded the soldiers defending the city. Although they had experienced a hard battle, their morale was even higher.

The Duke, who stood at the front with the soldiers, was also more loved by the soldiers.

Several spearmen gathered in front of the battlements, looking at the Lannister camp in the distance, talking and laughing there.

"Hey, it's better to come more today. I can't even remember how many I killed yesterday. Today I will kill while shouting."

"Haha, I even saw a Lannister soldier climbing the ladder crying. Pah, how shameful!"

"If I'm lucky, I can stab a few butts today."

"That's too difficult, unless they climb up."

"Stupid, if they come up, you'll die, big idiot!"

"Oh, I wish I were a crossbowman, I guarantee no one can climb the ladder."

A sharp-eyed soldier spotted Lord Brynden coming here, and they immediately stopped chatting and stood up.

Lord Brynden stopped in front of them, glanced at these young faces, and pulled the corners of his weather-beaten face, saying: "Are you ready, my warriors."

Warriors? !

They shouted excitedly: "My Lord Duke, don't let them come in, we will kill all the enemies!"

"Very good, then I'll trouble you."

When Duke Brynden turned to leave, he thought of the soldiers on the wall who were looking forward to fighting... Time carved deep lines on his face, and it was difficult to hide the sadness.

Perhaps, when he decided to fight to the death with Lannister, their fate was already doomed, including his own.