The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

"As you wish, Your Majesty Queen." Ed said, expressionless. He glanced at his treasurer, Viyang Poole, and Viyang Poole trot forward, followed by two attendants. One attendant took out a bag from his body, and with a crash, all the gold coins in the bag fell on the queen's desk.

"Your Majesty, here are fifty golden dragons." Weiyang Poole said respectfully.

"Fifty golden dragons?" Her Majesty the Queen raised her voice slightly so that the courtiers could hear more clearly.

Joffrey gave a charming and iconic smile: "Old housekeeper, there is a lot of special things in your north, that is snow. Jon Snow is also a piece of snow, haha, hahaha!"

Robert complained to Ed, "My child and the Lannister woman will be annihilated sooner or later, Ned, you can just accept him as a righteous son, and take care of that bad boy for me. His mother every day His precepts and deeds are destroying that child. Look at his bandaged hands. If you go out to play, you will be broken. Seven hells!"

"I want to take Prince Joffrey as an adopted son, I'm afraid Her Majesty the Queen will be unwilling, Your Majesty." Ed said.

"I am the king, Ned, I have the final say! That's all it is said. When you arrive in Junlin City, you will accept him as a righteous son, the old rules, let him start with your servant first."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Another attendant of Weiyang Poole took out a gold silk pocket from his arms with some clumsiness, opened it, and poured out all the golden dragons in it and piled it in front of the queen.

"His Majesty, this is another fifty golden dragons, a total of one hundred golden dragons. Our Lord Eddy bet the dance teacher Silio to win."

"Oh, accept!" Her Majesty the Queen said lightly. Her arrogant eyes never glanced at the three people in front of her.

Robert raised his hand to indicate that Sir Marlin Tran, who had already returned, raised his left hand, with a bandage wrapped under his right shoulder armor, shouting: "The king has an order, the duel begins!"

choke!

The hound drew out the long sword, the blade shining with fire, and a stream of gold flashed on the blade.

"Good sword!" Robert praised.

"Good sword!" Marin Tran cheered loudly.

"Good sword!" The courtiers and the knights echoed loudly.

Queen Cersei had an uncomfortable smile on her mouth, as if mocking someone.

Joffrey stood up with an eager expression on his face, as if he couldn't help but leave him personally: "Dog, kill him, this is an order."

Silio chuckled and drew his sword out of its sheath. Compared with the hunting dog's sword, his sword was like a child's toy, and compared with the hunting dog's size, he seemed to be a half-old child.

The roar of laughter sounded, mainly from the Lannister family, these people were knights, free riders and red cloak guards.

Some sharp whistles rang.

Silio was calm at these mocking and ironic whistles. He turned to Arya and said, "Aaliyah, watch the teacher's dance..."

what!

The exclamation suddenly interrupted the dance teacher's words, and the hound smashed the unsuspecting teacher's neck when he turned his head to talk to Arya.

The hound's sword is very long, and he took a step forward and reached a suitable attack distance.

At this time, the dance teacher's head has not turned back.

Those who were so frightened that they closed their eyes and exclaimed were some female relatives, as well as the shouts of a few men from the North: Be careful, behind.

Ed Robert's eyes widened.

The hound's sneak attack is despicable, but not foul.

The two sides are already standing on the duel field, and the king has also issued an order. The two people on the field are allowed to do anything at any time.

As everyone turned pale, Silio seemed to have an eye on the back of his head. He didn't turn around, but just bowed his head to avoid the sword. Without waiting for the sword cut by the hound to withdraw, Silio's sword had been pierced out with his backhand, and he stared at it and hit the hound's wrist.

Everyone let out an exclamation.

If you don't look back or look, you can hit the hound's wrist by hitting back.

"Seven layers of hell, this is simply witchcraft." Robert's voice boomed.

The dance teacher just made his move, causing Robert to change his contempt: "If the gods want me to repent, I will defeat the dance teacher, although the hunting dog is our own swordsman."

Ding Ding Ding!

A few silver lights shone like stars, and the moment the hound returned to the sword after cutting the air, he was hit by the dance teacher on his wrist, shoulder, and knee.

Had it not been for armor protection, the hound would have been abandoned.

The noise of hundreds of people was suddenly taken away by the gods, and there were only night breeze and sword energy in the duel space, and no other sounds.

The knights present were shocked, and they had never seen such a fast and incomparable swordsmanship. How can a person's body, footwork and swordsmanship be so fast, and so accurate, it's incredible.

Her Majesty's face turned ugly, as if she had been slapped.

Joffrey was completely speechless, his eyes rounded, and something stuck in his throat, making him uncomfortable.

Ed is also shocked in his heart. No matter how bad the hunting dog is, it is impossible that the dance teacher’s sword can not be blocked. This is absolutely impossible. There can be no such powerful swordsmanship in the world. The gods are on top. This is absolutely impossible!

But the fact is, if the hound had no armor-the wrists, shoulders, and knees had been pierced.

Silio's three thorns stepped back, the sword was already behind him, and his eyes were staring at the somewhat dazed hound: "Alia, look carefully. The spirit is like a cat, the wind is like a wind, and the sword is like a light. Look at the sword with your heart, don't use your eyes. , The enemy’s sword has nowhere to hide. It’s just that the tortoise shell is really thick tonight."

The hound calmed down, surprised and happy in his heart. Yes, he was surprised and happy after being abused by swordsmanship, but his expression was completely hidden by the dog helmet.

There really is such a superb swordsmanship in the world, and the legend that Braavos's water dance swordsmanship is number one is not a lie.

The hound's long sword circled around, pulling out the light sword flower, no longer traded, the long sword held flat. Standard sword style with both offense and defense, approaching Silio step by step.

Go straight!

The hunting dog's sword can stab the opponent, and the opponent's sword is half short, unable to stab him at all.

Silio didn't stand back and didn't stand back. He was slightly short and entered the hound's half a sword distance. The hound's stabbing sword was on top of his head, and a bit of starburst, with a ding sound, fell on the hound's throat.

However, the armor on the hound's throat has long been protected.

The sword in the hound's hand fell and cut Silio's back.

Ding!

With a crisp sound, the starlight was on the hunting dog’s sword, and the hunting dog’s cut was deformed. Silio took advantage of the force to move forward, and his footsteps swirled. When he reached the hunting dog’s back, he did not turn his head. The backhand sword, like a divine help, dinged, Point it on the back of the hound's neck.

The hound spun around and cut horizontally with his shuriken.

The sword light is like a horse, bringing strong wind. Within a few feet are the cutting range of the hunting dog's sword.

In a shout of applause, Teacher Silio had already stood outside the sword of the hound. The dance teacher cursed: "What a thick tortoise shell? It's a kind of dog!" He already knew in his heart that there was a hundred-forged soft armor in the hound's armor.

When the sword tip touched, the power rebounded, and twice pierced into the gap of the armor connection, but the sword tip could not penetrate at all.