Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King Chapter 158

Chapter 158 Return preparation

"Come and see, come and see! This is the dragon-slaying sword used by Knight Savin of Mirror Shield!"

At a market in the north of Iron Street in Junlin City, a peddler held up a shining long sword and boasted loudly.

Unfortunately, no one passing by stopped to listen to his flicker, except Samwell Caesar.

The peddler looked at Samwell's attire and the attendants behind him, and his eyes lit up—

Fat Sheep is here!

"My lord, this sword is most suitable for a heroic knight like you! Just ten gold coins! Ten gold dragons, and this sword is yours!"

Samwell took the sword with a smile, looked it over, shook his head and said:

"too expensive."

"So how much do you think is appropriate?"

Sam Weir showed five fingers.

"Five golden dragons?" The peddler gritted his teeth after struggling, "Okay! Then five golden dragons!"

Samwell still shook his head: "I'm talking about five copper coins."

"Copper plate?" The peddler suddenly jumped up, "What are you kidding!"

Samwell pinched the blade of the sword with a little force, and this "Dragon Slaying Sword" actually made an unrepeatable creaking sound, as if it would break in the next second.

"Is this 'Mirror Shield' Savin's dragon-slaying sword?"

The hawker's expression changed immediately, but he still insisted: "Of course! That's the sword Savin Knight used back then..."

"Savin is not a knight, he is a hero in the era of the ancestors." Samwell punctured unceremoniously, "At that time, the knight system had not yet been established. Can you use a little bit of care next time you brag?"

The peddler's face turned red, and it took him a long time to grit his teeth and say, "Okay! Then five copper coins!"

"There are only four now."

"Four pieces?" The peddler called again.

"Wait a little longer and there will be three."

"That's four copper coins!" The peddler said dejectedly.

"Katu, pay." Samwell waved to the attendants behind him, and then threw the "Dragon Slaying Sword" into the small cart.

It is already full of piles, full of all kinds of strange things.

After paying the money, the master and servant continued to stroll around.

Not long after, Samwell stopped again.

A peddler in front of him was bragging about a white bone carved with distorted patterns in his hand, saying it was the leg bone of a giant dragon.

Samwell smiled and asked the vendor to show the "keel" to himself. As soon as he took it, he heard a familiar voice behind him:

"Lord Caesar, that is the leg bone of a buffalo. Don't be fooled by him."

Samwell turned his head and saw Garlan Tyrell, and behind him, his younger sister Margaery Tyrell and Natalie Dane, who was increasingly becoming his follower, followed.

The two girls wore floral dresses of a similar style, with the same bright smiles on their faces, like sisters.

Samwell greeted a few people, and then saw Natalie approaching, poking the bone in his hand curiously with her fingers:

"Master Caesar, do you want to buy this bone?"

"yes."

Hearing Samwell say yes, the peddler suddenly became excited and said quickly:

"My lord, this dragon bone is left behind by the 'Black Death' Balerion! It is worth thousands of gold! If you want it, I will only charge you a hundred gold dragons."

Before Samwell could speak, Garland said in disdain: "A beef leg bone sells for a hundred gold dragons, do you think we are fools?"

The peddler stuck his neck: "Master, this is really a keel! I swear to the Seven Gods!"

Samwell seemed to believe Garland's words, and returned the bone, ignoring the peddler.

Margaery saw the small cart in Samwell's attendant's hand and all kinds of messy things inside, so she held back her smile and said:

"Sam, are you here for treasure hunting?"

"Yes." Samwell nodded solemnly.

"Then you have to be careful. King's Landing has the most liars in the Seven Kingdoms."

And it is the most brilliant. Samwell knew it all.

"Don't worry, I will pay attention."

Margaret didn't persuade her much, but instead said:

"By the way, Sam, we plan to return tomorrow, all the way south from Rose Avenue. Miss Natalie has agreed to go with us. Do you want to go with us?"

Natalie immediately added: "Yes, Sam, Miss Margaret invited me to be a guest in Highgarden to see the sea of golden roses on the banks of the Mander River. I heard it's beautiful!"

Samwell shook his head with some regret: "Sorry, two ladies, I have made an appointment with Sir Horace to return with the Arbor Island fleet. However, I will go to Highgarden to meet Mace immediately after I return to the territory Duke. If Natalie is still here, maybe we will see you again."

Natalie was a little disappointed when she heard the words, so she said: "Okay, then you have to come to High Court quickly, I will wait for you."

"Okay, Sam, remember to come. Grandma has been talking about seeing you." Margaery winked playfully at Samwell.

Hearing that the "Queen of Thorns" wanted to see him, Samwell touched the tip of his nose uncomfortably, feeling that the old lady was going to settle the score with him.

"Okay, I will go as soon as possible."

"Then, see you in Gao Ting."

"See you in high court."

Samwell stood where he was, watching the few people leave.

In fact, it's not that he doesn't want to go with the beauty, but that he has more important things to send back by sea, and he doesn't trust others, so he excuses that he wants to go with the Qingting Island fleet.

And what he wants to transport is the skull of a giant dragon.

Now that he knows that these things can add attributes, Samwell will naturally not let them stay in the Red Castle to collect ashes.

He has hired a cargo ship to transport these giant dragon skulls back to Yingzui Island.

In order to deceive others, Samwell came to the major markets in King's Landing and bought a lot of things related to dragons, such as statues, oil paintings, handicrafts, and even the so-called dragon sword and dragon eggs. , keel and the like.

Even knowing that these were fake fakes, Samwell pretended to be taken advantage of and bought them all.

At that time, he can mix the real keel among these fakes and send it to the cargo ship to avoid unnecessary attention.

Thinking of this, Samwell picked up the beef leg bone again, and said:

"I want this 'keel'."

The peddler's eyes lit up immediately, but before he could be happy, he heard Samwell continue: "Three copper coins. I'll take them if I can."

The peddler struggled for a long while pretending, before saying, "Deal!"

After speaking, he quickly stuffed the bone in, as if he was afraid that Samwell would repent.

Watching Samwell throw the "keel" onto the cart, the attendant Katu couldn't hold back anymore and asked:

"Master, since you know these are fake, why do you still buy them?"

Samwell shook his head and said: "Fake, true, true, false, can you really tell the difference? Since you can't tell, then the false is true, the real is false, true and false, Why bother to be truthful."

Katu was dizzy from the shaking, so he didn't dare to say more, so he had to push the cart, keep up with the pace of the owner, and continue this big treasure hunt.

It was not until the evening that Samwell finally stopped and "returned with a full load."

When he directed the guards to load these dragon treasures onto the cargo ship, the captain looked at Samwell like he was looking at a fool.

So when night fell, the "fool" in the captain's eyes swaggered and carried the real dragon skull onto the boat without causing any waves.

However, Samwell failed to remove all nineteen sets of keels. This was not because of his conscience, because he wanted to leave something for the Baratheon family, but because they were too large.

There are twelve keels that are too big to reach Blackwater Bay through the secret passage. There is enough space at the other end of the secret passage, but it leads to the Red Fort, and it is impossible for Samwell to move the keel out of the gate of the Red Fort swaggeringly.

That's too ostentatious.

Although the Baratheon family didn't care about these relics from the previous dynasty, it was impossible for him to tolerate such reckless stealing.

So Samwell ended up removing only seven smaller keels.

This should be enough for him to eat for a while, after all, until now, the first keel can still continue to boil bone soup with added attributes.

As for the rest of the keel, let's store it in the Red Castle first. Sooner or later, he will come back to get it.

Early the next morning, Samwell went to see off Margery and her party first, then returned to the residence, and began to pack her luggage and prepare to leave.

But before leaving, Samwell went to see Duke Ed Stark.

After all, the Hand of the King has issued him a secret mission. Although he doesn't plan to complete it for the time being, he always wants to say hello to the other party.

Although Duke Ed cannot be relied on as a backer, it is still necessary to have a good relationship.

When he came to the Prime Minister's Tower, he was told by the steward that the Hand of the King was holding an imperial meeting, so Samwell waited patiently in the reception room.

After waiting for a while, he heard the clicking sound of wood hitting outside.

Curious, Samwell came to the window, and in the courtyard below, Arya Stark, the second daughter of the Duke, was giving a swordsmanship lesson.

"Go!" her teacher, Syrio Forel the Water Dancer, slashed at her head with a wooden sword.

Arya raised her sword to block and made a click.

"Left!" Syrio kept swinging his sword, "Right!"

"Left! Down! Right! Left! Up!"

His speaking speed was getting faster and faster, and the wooden sword in his hand was almost invisible, forcing Arya to be embarrassed and kept backing away.

Cracking sounds resounded throughout the courtyard.

"oops!"

Arya let out a cry of pain, her hands were bruised, and the wooden sword fell to the ground.

"You are dead." Syrio said in a cold tone.

Arya yelled unconvinced: "You cheated! You obviously said the left side, but you hit the right side!"

"Yeah, so you're a dead girl."

"But you lied!"

"My mouth is deceiving, but my eyes and hands are telling the truth, but you didn't see it." Syrio's tone became serious, "Arya, you need to learn to perceive."

Arya looked at the bruises on her hands, pouted her mouth, and was about to say something more, when she suddenly found Samwell standing by the window, and shouted immediately:

"Lord Caesar! Do you want to compete with my teacher!"

(end of this chapter)

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