The Iron Throne of Ice and Fire

On the challenge platform, the red sun is rising.

Regardless of the specific mood, a larger crowd gathered around the ring than yesterday.

There is a big change in today's opening.

More than thirty warriors in full plate armor were the first to stand on the ring, forming a triangular formation.

Standing alone at the front of the formation was a man as fat as a flesh ball.

"Ho! Roar! Roar!"

Suddenly, a war cry erupted in unison in the arena.

The more than thirty plate-armored warriors on the stage seemed to have burst out with an aura that was not inferior to that of a thousand-man regiment.

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The noisy crowd was immediately frozen in place, as if they had seen a dangerous battlefield filled with flesh and blood.

Attracted by their movements, the surrounding crowd instantly lost their voices.

The sound of music sounded, and common musical instruments in the Reach were combined to create a tune that was very unfamiliar to the people of the Reach.

Although the song is unfamiliar, the rhythm is very addictive.

The plate-armored warriors on the ring made the sound of metal collision in accordance with the rhythm, and their movements were full of power and beauty in a uniform manner.

Especially the fat man standing at the front, I feel that his movements are the most powerful and dexterous.

This flexible fat man is none other than Menton Weishui, who won the C position with his strength.

The people dancing in full armor on the ring were none other than Kleb's clan soldiers.

The Kleb soldiers danced a group dance that became popular in the Kleb territory not long ago, called the Crab Claw Peninsula Victory Dance, also known as the Kleb Victory Dance.

This group dance was slightly improved by Green based on the "Axe Gang Victory Dance" in his previous life, and was promoted in the territory in the name of retainer Knight Pell.

The Kraibo territory, which lacked entertainment and had simple folk customs, quickly accepted this kind of group dance full of fighting atmosphere.

Green originally thought that Knight Pell would get a title like "Dancing Knight", but the result was just the opposite.

Because of the dance, Knight Pell won the title of "Knight of Victory".

After learning about this in private, Green paused for a while, and then patted the grateful Knight Pell.

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At the end of the group dance, Kleb's clan soldiers roared and raised their swords in order, pointing directly at the sky. Their astonishing momentum seemed to break through the sky.

Oops!

oh!

The crowd in the Reach temporarily forgot about the contradictions existing in the ring and cheered for the wonderful performance of the Kleb soldiers.

Under the explanation of the "explainer", they quickly learned the name of the group dance, Kleb's Victory Dance.

Add one to the favorability of people in the Reach.

Green nodded slightly with satisfaction, and he had to relax when doing things, so as to facilitate his stretching to the limit.

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Green stood on the ring, holding his sword with one hand.

Today, Green's face has a touch of gentleness, and time seems to have returned to the first day of the challenge.

Each game will not exceed five rounds.

Soon, the first challenger of the third day stepped onto the ring.

clang! clang! clang!

The collision of swords and swords made waves.

The challenger couldn't even attack with his sword, and could only passively block as Green slashed with sword after sword.

The force of each chop is increasing step by step compared to the last chop.

With a clang, the sword in the challenger's hand fell down.

The challenging swordsman stared blankly at the long sword that fell to the ground, with a look of defeat on his face.

He is so heartless!

The crowd around them briefly defended the challenger who was defeated in three sword strikes.

But this emotion is very short-lived. They are more concerned about the next challenger. They will not always sympathize with a loser. What they are looking forward to is the challenge victory of the swordsmen of the River Bend.

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Brother and sister Samwell Tarly arrived at Highgarden last night, and with the help of the guards this morning, they occupied a position with a very good view.

His younger brother Dickon Tully waved his little fist excitedly: "Oh oh oh, what a powerful swordsmanship!"

The kind-hearted sister Tara Talley was more concerned about the defeated and frustrated challengers, secretly praying that they could cheer up soon.

Samwell Tarly's mind was filled with the fat man who had led the dance before. They were both about the same size, but why was the fat man so agile?

His wide and fat body shape and weight do not seem to hinder his flexibility at all.

With an excited look on his face, his younger brother Dickon asked Samwell: "Brother, can I invite Baron Green to have lunch with me?"

Samwell wanted to reply that it should be all right.

Because Samwell knew that their father Randyll Tarly was known as the first general in Westeros and had a great reputation.

Baron Greene is also a military noble and is likely to be willing to befriend Randyll Tarly's descendants.

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Samwell's lips moved, but he didn't know how to speak.

The current situation was that Baron Green was challenging the swordsmen of the Reach. At this time, he took his younger brother to make friends with Baron Green. He was worried that he would cause public anger in the Tully family and cause big trouble for his father.

"elder brother?"

Seeing that Samwell was silent for a while, his brother Dickon couldn't help but urge him again.

Samwell finally made a decision in his heart. His brother was still young, and everyone knew that his father didn't like him.

Although he is the eldest son, he cannot represent his father and the Tully family.

For the sake of his brother, he was willing to take a risk.

The frightened Samwell had written the last letter to his mother last night just in case.

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Samwell mustered up the little courage he had for his brother.

Samwell showed his big white teeth: "Dick, let's watch first and find an opportunity later."

When his younger brother Dickon saw that Samwell agreed to his request, he couldn't help cheering.

Sister Tara Talley, who saw this in her eyes, had a smile on her face.

Samwell wiped his sweat with the back of his hand and caught Tara's gaze.

Samwell and Tara looked away almost at the same time.

His sister hadn't smiled at him for a long time. Although Samwell didn't know why, his mood suddenly improved and he suppressed a lot of the fear in his heart.

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King's Landing, garrison.

Although the skinny Dick had put on the uniform of a golden robe, he still did not look more heroic.

Dick was hiding in one place, his eyes were dazed, and judging from his trembling body, he seemed to be in some kind of fear.

Yesterday, I obviously made a good promise with my sister, but today when I reported my name to the garrison, it was as if I was controlled by a white ghost, and I used the surname Kleb.

He didn't even remember what he said afterward, but everyone present already knew it.

His name was Dick Crabb, and he was from a noble family.

"Dick Kleb" was assigned to a relatively safe area and had several subordinates. He was already a small leader when he arrived.

Dick finally came to his senses, his Adam's apple rolled, and he swallowed.

He wants to seize the opportunity, and he wants to hold on to the position he finally gained.

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"Dick Crabb" decided to hide the matter from his sister for the time being.

He will be careful. If he is careful, there should be no problems.

He believed he could handle it, for everyone called him Clever Dick.

The second update will be a little later, I estimate it will be around 12 o'clock