Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

　　 "Wife, my second wife."

　　James, the little devil gradually calmed down after Lannister left. He thought of Sansa, the wife who was forced to have a political marriage with him.

　　 That's really a shy and pretty darling!

Sansa Stark is the eldest daughter of Ed Stark, Duke of Winterfell. She has the style of a noble lady. She wanted to be a lady since she was a child, unlike her sister Arya Stark, who likes to dance swords and swords. .

　　 She was once the fiancée of Joffrey Baratheon, and was later replaced by the more valuable High Court princess Margaret Tyrell, and was eventually forced to marry the "little devil" Tyrion Lannister.

　　 After the death of her father, Sansa became a hostage of King’s Landing and suffered abuse. She was rescued by Littlefinger on the day Joffrey’s wedding was poisoned and went to Mingyue Mountain in secret.

　　According to the plan of his father Tywin Lannister, as long as Tyrion marries Sansa, he will naturally become the king of the north in the future, and become an important pillar for the consolidation of the Lannister family to realize the unification of the mainland.

　　 Tyrion knows that Sansa hates him very much, and that the twisted melon is not sweet, so he has never been with her. Compared with that little girl, he is more enthusiastic about Fengyue, the woman of the place.

　　 After Sansa, who had a deep hatred with Joffrey, fled, the little devil settled down on the crime of jointly poisoning the king.

　　 "She is more beautiful than Tessa, but she is not as gentle as Tessa, hey..."

　　 Strikes again and again, the little devil is more certain about the way to go next.

　　 "click."

　　 The prison door opened again, this time it was a little boy with surprise on his face.

　　 "Oh, my lord, the jailers all collapsed to the ground!"

　　 Tyrion wiped a tear. After seeing the person, he said faintly: "It's not important. The important thing is that you can get relief from an enthusiastic person before you die."

　　Podric Pine is Tyrion Lannister's attendant, he comes from a distant branch of the Pine family.

　　 In Tyrion’s eyes, this is a very quiet little boy, only twelve years old.

　　 He has brown hair and blue eyes. He is very afraid of others. He always looks down at others' feet to hide his shyness and embarrassment. However, in battle, he has extraordinary bravery.

His father served as an attendant to a wealthy relative and died in a rebellion by the Greyjoy family in the Iron Islands. His mother was the daughter of a grocer and abandoned him when he was four years old. After that, Cedric Pine The Sir always took care of him, serving as Sir Cedric's attendant until Sir Cedric died in the battle of the Riverland.

　　 After that, Pod, who was alone in the army, had to take refuge in Sir Rorimmer, who belonged to Lord Ryford’s squad.

　　Sir Rorimer was hanged by the Duke of Tywin for stealing a piece of ham, and Podric almost shared the rope for sharing that piece of ham.

　　 At a critical moment, his surname played a role. He was rescued by Sir Kevon Lannister and sent to Tyrion as an attendant.

　　 Tyrion Lannister commented on Pod: "There is no servant in the world who is more loyal than you."

　　 Bodrik said with red eyes, "My lord, you will be fine, Bolong and I have been praying silently for you."

　　 The little devil waved his hand indifferently, just about to speak.

　　 At this moment, two golden robes flashed out from behind Podric.

　　 Capital City Defense Team, also known as Jinpaozi, is the official garrison and law enforcer of King's Landing, loyal to the royal family.

　　 But after Tai Wen came to power, they were taken over by the Duke of Kaiyan City.

　　 One of the heavily armed golden robe explained his intention: "My lord, the king's hand ordered me to wait and take you to the Prime Minister's Tower."

"Ah."

　　 The little devil chuckled, and instantly understood one thing, as Podric, how could he have the key to the prison? He appeared now only with Ty Wen's permission.

　　 He was silent for a moment, until he received the urging from the golden robe.

　　 "My lord, don't let the prime minister be equal for too long, otherwise you and I can't afford it."

　　 "What I am about to bear is death, do I still need to bear the cold stone that likes to control the fate of others?"

　　 Although his mouth was unruly, Tyrion still got up. He was not trying to give Tai Wen face, but he wanted to hear what the cold man said.

　　 "The only son is about to walk up to the guillotine tower. You'd better show me as a father."

　　 Tyrion, with a little expectation, slowly walked out of the cell with the support of Podric, walked to the end of the corridor, and then stepped up the stairs.

　　 The **** hides in the dark corner between the curved steps, wears a moth-eaten brown robe, and hides his pale face with a hood.

　　 "My lord, you missed the good life." He said to Tyrion.

　　 "Miss? Oh, no," Tyrion retorted viciously, "My life is sad and beautiful? A joke..."

　　 The **** shifted his gaze, looked at the golden robe, and said coldly: "I want to say a few words to my friend to send him off. It's very sensational. I suggest you stay away for the time being."

　　 The other party is the Minister of Intelligence, but the big red man of the dynasty, but it is the hand of the king who gives the order, and the golden robe is very hesitant.

　　 "But my lord, the prime minister, the prime minister..."

　　 The **** yin and yang scolded strangely: "No, but the prime minister will forgive his son's numb legs. Soon, my friend needs a few heart-warming words to get his muscles active."

"Ok."

　　 The two golden robes and Poderek pretended to leave the prison tower first.

　　 There are only two people left, and Tyrion chuckles: "It's so lively, there are so many people who miss me! But you, the spider, should have come earlier."

　　Varys apologized: "I can't come over, the queen mother is watching day and night, I dare not help you."

　　 Tyrion asked, "Are you willing to help me now?"

Varys chuckled. In the darkness and rock, the echo was very strange: "Your brother is convincing, he loves you, and only at the last moment, my arrival will not arouse too much suspicion. ."

　　 Tyrion said in a deep voice: "Varys, you cunning and ruthless fellow, do everything possible to kill me, maybe we should have a break."

　　 The **** knew that he was joking, and sighed: "If a good person is not rewarded, I know that no matter how hard the spider weaves, it is still unpopular."

Under the swaying fire, his eyes flickered, dark and wet. He lowered his head and whispered to the little devil's ear with his mouth: "You missed the opportunity to follow my brother to see me, so I can only pray for you. , I pray that Zhuoge will win the duel between the two barbarians tomorrow. I suggest you, if a miracle happens, you should kneel to the father of the dragon as a matter of course."

　　 Tyrion rubbed his nose and said in a low voice, "Your suggestion makes me inexplicable, but it's in my heart."

　　Varys gave a weird smile after listening.

　　 After a pause, the little devil asked, "Tell me, where is my pure and noble wife? Your eyeliner is everywhere. I know you have it."

Varys spread his hands and said helplessly: "It's a pity that I searched King's Landing and found no clues to Mrs. Sansa. I was castrated by Joffrey and dropped. Thanks to Mrs. Sansa, Sir Dontos Holard also disappeared. On the night that Madam disappeared, someone saw them walking down the winding stairs together. From then on, the world seemed to have evaporated. The situation was chaotic that night, and my little birds couldn't tell because they had too many doubts to pay attention to."

　　Varys patted the dwarf on the shoulder, and solemnly said: "My lord, take care, I hope we still have a day to work with the dynasty."

　　 The **** left, his shoes scraped across the rough stone floor, but there was no sound.

　　As the leader of the intelligence chain, his footsteps have always been light. Tyrion heard that Varys was a thief before, but now he believes a bit.

　　 "There is another day to work with the same dynasty? What does he want to express?"

　　 The cold inside the stairwell made the little devil shiver.

　　Varys has betrayed him, and has always been close to Cersei. God knows what idea he is making?

　　 To murder, what place is more suitable than a dark and evil place that no one knows?

　　 You don’t even have to deal with the dead body.

　　 But he didn't, and even bothered to help him escape. Although Tyrion gave up, but at this point, he already regarded Varys as a friend.

　　The light also faintly appeared in the narrow window of the Prime Minister's Tower.

　　 The door guard wears a red robe and a lion helmet, and is a close friend of his father.

　　 Tyrion recognized them both, and they both recognized him, they had smirking smiles, which he noticed.

　　 Once lost power, he knew very well that he was just a dwarf who was regarded as a monster.

　　 Entering the gate, he met Sir Adam Malbrun. He was wearing a gorgeous black breastplate and a golden cloak representing the status of the commander of the capital's garrison.

　　 He was walking down the steps, and said hello neither humble nor arrogant: "My lord, I am so happy to see you, your style is still there, and I will bless you."

　　Whether it is true or false, he needs such comfort at this moment, Tyrion lowered his head slightly: "Thank you."

　　 then raised his head and smiled and said, "You have become the chief of the capital defense team. Should I congratulate you or should I sympathize with you?"

　　 "I'm afraid it's both," Sir Adam laughed.

　　 "Except for those killed in battle and desertion, there are still 4,400 people under me. Only the gods and Littlefinger know how to pay these guys, and your sister also ordered me not to be dismissed."

"The Dragon King’s army is offending, and your subordinates will die more. Don’t worry, Cersei needs you. Your position as commander of the capital’s defense is very stable. If necessary, even my dear old sister will let you be her one-night husband. ."

　　 Sir Adam Malbran said haha, "My lord, this is nothing for me. After all, after one night, I think my head will fall to the ground. After all, she is someone's inverse scale."

　　 His words meant something. Tyrion understood that he was referring to his brother. He had no intention of chewing his lips anymore. He asked, "You just met with my father?"

Sir Adam Malbran sighed: "Yes, I would like to thank the Lord. My 4,400 guards will **** you for your martial arts trial. If necessary, they will also block the giants for the old ladies of King's Landing. Dragon's anger."

　　 Tyrion smiled and said: "I'm honored, but I can only wish you a blessing, that's it, let alone, my father doesn't like others being late."

　　 "My lord, I hope I can see you again tomorrow."

　　 After speaking, Sir Adam Malbran left in a hurry.

　　 But he glanced back at the little demon from time to time.

　　 Tyrion feels good about himself: "Is he afraid that he will never see me again? Oh, really a naughty guy. It seems that when I was prime minister, I captured his heart."

　　 "Bah!"

　　 Little did he know that Sir Adam Malbran walked around the corner and sipped hard.

　　 Under the lifting of the golden robe, he came to the place where he used to work.

　　 That is my study room, Tyrion misses it, it once belonged to me.

　　 There are more steps upstairs, but this time he only put Pod on his shoulders, climbed up on his own strength, and the golden robe opened the door for him.

　　 Duke Tywin Lannister sat under the window, writing letters with an oil lamp, and raised his eyes when he heard the sound of the latch.

　　 "Tyrion," he said calmly, putting down the quill in his hand.

　　The Duke of Kaiyan City, the shield of Lannisport and the guardian of the West, is one of the most powerful lords in Westeros and the richest person in the entire continent, because he monopolizes most of the gold mines in Westeros.

　　 He is often ridiculed secretly: "The **** the Duke of Kaiyan City pulls is probably gold."

　　Thai Wen was a young man who was appointed as prime minister at the age of twenty.

　　 was the last one to join the rebel army in the War of the Usurpers and seize King's Landing.

　　 Supported King Joffrey’s cause in the Battle of the Five Kings, and fought south and north.

　　 Tai Wen is indifferent to family affection and is almost cold-blooded towards his son Tyrion.

　　 The Duke of Kaiyan City is tall and slender, with broad shoulders, just over fifty years old.

　　 Since he started to lose his hair, Tai Wen shaved all his hair, leaving only the thick golden beard on the temples, and the light green eyes are also dotted with golden.

　　 On the battlefield, Duke Taiwen wore a crimson armor with brightly colored lions painted on it, and he wore a huge cloak made of gold threads.

　　 And at this time, he is also wearing combat costume.

　　 "It's an honor that you still recognize me, my lord," Tyrion let go of Pod and staggered forward.

　　 The Duke of Tywin said: "Podrik, during our conversation, you'd better wait outside."

　　 Poderek gave Tyrion a worried look, but in the end he bowed and backed out.

　　 The heavy door closed tightly behind them, leaving Tyrion Lannister facing his father alone. It is night and even the narrow windows are closed, but the cold inside the house is still very pressing.

　　 Although the atmosphere is very subtle, the little devil is thankful that his sister Cersei is not here.

　　Because he can't help holding his sister's neck.

　　 The Duke of Kaiyan City is as tough as a man twenty years younger than him, and his stern expression even reveals a bit of heroism.

　　 The sturdy golden beard covers his jaw, setting off a stern face, a bald head and a closed mouth.

　　 represents the hand of the king. A necklace composed of golden hands is hung around his neck, with each finger clasping the wrist of the other hand.

　　 "What a beautiful necklace," Tyrion said.

　　 It should be worn on me.

　　 Duke Taiwen ignored the sting in his words, and scolded: "You sit down for me, and I'm full of alcohol. How can I have a lion's temperament!?"

　　 Tyrion knew how much his father despised dwarfs.

He walked to the nearest chair, and he said disapprovingly, "Look, how nice your room is. No one believes it. When I was so drunk, they actually threw me into the little black jail downstairs. It’s wet and cold there, so how can you sleep without drinking a little wine to keep warm?"

　　 Duke Taiwen knocked on the table habitually, and said faintly: "You have left the small black prison now, and you don't need to go in again."

　　 Tyrion sneered and said, "Hey, leaving the small black jail, I am afraid I will enter another smaller black jail."

　　 Tai Wen put his chin in his hand: "Tyrion, you are very pessimistic."

　　 Tyrion rarely does this in the face of his stern father, but today, what else can he not give up?

　　 "I am pessimistic, you are optimistic, you have always been like this in my life."

　　 "Don't get around the topic."

　　 As he said, the Duke of Kaiyan City, the king's hand, threw out the letter in his other hand.

　　 "Look at the great show you show us."

　　 Without reading the content of the letter, he knew that the letter came from Longshidao.

　　 took out the letter from the envelope, and the little demon showed his poison tongue instinct when he saw it.

　　 "This word is really ugly, but I like this rich content."

After reading the letter, he looked squarely at his father's face and said with a grin: "Isn't this what you and the old sister expected? If Moshan kills Zhuo Ge, then your status as the former prime minister will be indestructible. You should thank me, and It’s not showing me a bad face."

　　 Tai Wen's noodles did not change their color, and continued their own rhythm: "Originally, you didn't have to die, but you are looking for hardship, and you have to decide your fate by trial and error."

　　 Tyrion disdainfully said: "You don't want to be so optimistic about Dothrake's strongest Cao?"

　　 Tai Wen said seriously: "I believe you understand that Gregor Clegane is..."

　　 The little devil interrupted him: "Oh, big guy? I've heard about it."

"He is almost eight feet tall, weighs thirty stones, and is full of muscles. His weapon is a two-handed giant sword, but he can split a person in half with a single blow. His armor is that heavy, No one except him can wear it, or even move it."

As soon as the conversation turned, Tyrion warned: "But I heard that Drogo had killed a bigger man than him, and he also had a giant under his command. The giant knows it, it's the kind that even Devil Mountain can't reach his waist. The big guy! And he is the father of dragons. He has three giant dragons. You know the giant dragon? That kind of monster that can destroy King's Landing and even the whole world with one head!"

　　 Tai Wen said solemnly: "Tu Long is not unattainable, Tyrion, I can sit here and talk to you with a confident expression, it shows that I have the confidence to deal with Zhuo Ge."

　　 Tyrion asked, "So, am I dead?"

　　 Tai Wen said with a bit of pain: "Originally you could survive, as long as you promised Prince Oberon Martell to be your acting knight, but it is too late now."

　　 Tyrion gave the reason for deciding the red viper.

"Dornians like to use spears. In war, a neat spear team can block the cavalry, but in a one-on-one duel, it is a completely different situation for experienced swordsmen. Use spears against the magic mountain? Don't be silly, then It will leave the Devil Mountain unscathed."

Tai Wen showed his wisdom and retorted: "I have seen the weapon of the Red Viper. His spear is eight feet long, and the spear handle is made of calamansi, smooth, thick and heavy, and the last two feet are steel and slender leaves. The spearhead finally shrank into an evil tip, which looked so sharp that it could be used to shave."

　　 After a pause, he continued: "And the people of Dorn are good at poisoning, they are good at it."

　　 Tyrion raised his hand and asked loudly, "Then I will choose the Red Viper as my acting knight."

　　 Tai Wen appeared sullen, and said angrily: "Are you a three-year-old child? You agree, I agree, but others disagree, including the barbarian Zhuo Ge and your sister."

Tyrion rationally analyzed: "Cersei wants me to choose a weak opponent. It is normal for her to agree, but it is weird to disagree, and it is a joke that you will agree. You wish Zhuoge died and get rid of your confidant troubles! "

　　 Tai Wen said with a little loneliness: "You have the heart of a lion, but unfortunately you are a dwarf. Come on, before you die, what do you want to fulfill?"

　　 Tyrion thought for a while, gritted his teeth and said, "I want to see Xue Yi again."

　　 Tai Wen got up and slapped the desk loudly: "I still want to see that kind of woman before I die, you, you, Tyrion, you let me down!"

　　 Tyrion stared at him and said coldly: "You also let me down, I am such a person, all this is thanks to you, my father."

　　 The golden pupils in the pale green eyes of Duke Taiwen glowed like melting, but without any emotion.

　　 Using a tablet, he said in a cold, silent tone: "OK~www.novelmtl.com~ Then he shouted out: "Bring that stinky woman Xue Yi!" "

　　 Soon, Xue Yi, who was imprisoned by the golden robe, was brought in.

　　 Seeing the woman who was thinking about it again, Tyrion seemed very calm, he just stared at her blankly without saying a word.

　　 Duke Tai Wen nodded and made a gesture.

　　 The golden guards let go of Shae. She seemed to be scared. Before entering the door, her eyes met Tyrion, but she dropped her head quickly.

　　 Is that shame, fear?

　　 Tyrion wanted to know what Cersei had promised her.

　　Gold or gems? How much do you want?

　　 Tyrion thought, within a month, the old lady will send you to the barracks to entertain the golden robe.

　　 The little demon slowly approached Xueyi, took her trembling hand, and said softly: "For all the trouble that can be caused, you are worth your death, Xueyi."

　　 After finishing speaking, he shook off Xue Yi's hand hard, drew out the gold-robed saber at a speed that was too fast to cover his ears, and then slammed into Xue Yi's belly.

　　 Looking at Shae who fell to the ground, Tyrion sang Donn’s woman loudly.

　　He drove across the streets of the city, leaving the high hills.

　　 The horse walked across the cobblestone alley and took him to the girl's side.

　　 She is his treasure, she is his shy expectation.

　　 The necklace and the castle are empty, not as good as the girl’s mouth.

　　 The Dorn’s wife is as beautiful as the sun, and her kisses are warmer than Yangchun; But the Dorn’s sword is made of black iron...