The Bizarre Adventure of the Warhammer Elves

Chapter 330 Tyrion Lord

———King’s Landing, The Red Keep
The king's hall, which had been visited by guests and nobles, was empty at the moment, except for the citizens who came to seek the acting lord Renly Baratheon to resolve the conflict, there were no other distinguished guests.

After all, the strange death of the Hand of the King and the increasingly chaotic Westeros have made many nobles feel the urgency of the coming rain.

At the same time, the Minister of the Navy, Stannis, and the Minister of Finance, Petyr, also left King's Landing one after another. It can be said that the entire King's Landing City has fallen into the rule of Queen Cersei.

Most of the people and businessmen in King's Landing City have no complaints or dissatisfaction with this light of the Western Territory who controls the power of the country. On the contrary, many people at the bottom are secretly happy.

After all, compared to the fat drunkard king before, Cersei, who is temporarily in power now, can at least be called an alluring blond big wave, at least in appearance, she is quite reliable.

Coupled with the help of Ramsay Snow, the newly appointed commander of the capital defense force after the death of the Hand of the King, Cersei's reputation among the people is comparable to that of the legendary saint!
All kinds of boastful words of praise, even the little devil Tyrion, who was still trying to get in touch with the elves, couldn't help wondering whether the sister he was in contact with on weekdays was fake.

So at this time, what is the saint of the Lannister family doing?

Maegor's House, located in the very center of the Red Castle, is a huge square fortress, and it is also the royal bedroom for the king and queen to rest.

Logically speaking, since King Robert was marching and fighting outside and the queen stayed alone in her boudoir, in the empty Maegor Mansion, only the noble queen should be recuperating alone.

However, at this moment, if someone could put their ears close to the tight door of Maegor's Tower, they would definitely hear a blushing murmur coming from inside.

Although it is not uncommon for a lady to find a lover in Westeros, but a dignified queen actually made peace with others in the royal bedroom, this is really terrible news enough to shake the country!
After the sun gradually went down, the reverie-filled noises in the room gradually subsided, and then a strong magnetic voice came from the room saying:

"So, King Robert is now leading an army to the north to suppress those marauding Wild Hunting elves, and he plans to invite Eddard Stark to be the Hand of the King by the way?"

"Well~ I asked the little wolf cub in the north to step down and go north with Robert, and the city defense team was replaced by our people. Now as long as Robert dies, little Joe can become the master of the Iron Throne~
At that time, the relationship between the elves and the Iron Throne will become closer than it is now. As long as you are willing to support Xiao Qiao on the Iron Throne, you can do whatever you want.

Whether it's for me or for this country~"

Queen Cersei's charming and weak voice came from the royal bedroom, but what she said was so chilling.

At this moment, it seems that she is no longer the unattainable and virtuous and gentle queen that the masses say, but a vicious woman who is willing to kneel in front of the elves to satisfy her personal rights and desires.

But maybe this is her true face?
After an unknown amount of time, the rich male voice came from the room again, but at this time he seemed to be talking with something in his mouth:
"You seem to see that your little devil brother is very upset. I happen to have a position with a high mortality rate that needs manpower. Do you mind if I take him away?"

"Ha... ha... Is there such a good thing?"

"After all, he can be regarded as a very smart little dwarf, and I will send him to a place very far away from the Westeros continent, so I need to ask you and Duke Tywin for advice."

"There's no need to ask my father, I'll make the decision for you!"

Cersei couldn't help showing a look of joy on her flushed face when she thought that she could finally get rid of the prophesied brother who would strangle her with her own hands forever.

As a recognized shame of the Lannister family, the little devil Tyrion was not welcomed by her father and her, and only her stupid younger brother James, who couldn't see the situation clearly, was willing to treat him well.

What pity is there for a dwarf who has killed his mother in the past and who might kill her in the future? !

Thinking of this, Cersei endured the pain in her thighs and turned over to the man in her arms, caressing the snow-white wings of the man and said coquettishly:
"Don't worry about that, honey, let's cherish the present~"

In a daze, the man faintly heard a familiar prompt coming from his ear:
"Ding~ Congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement:

[Queen Rider], all female rulers with the title of Queen have +10 favorability! "

———The next day, Red Castle

"So... my dear sister sold me to you without the permission of my respected father?"

In the hall of the Imperial Council, Tyrion, who had finally found a job as a treasury manager in King's Landing, was looking at Rohan holding a dismissal letter in front of him with a dazed expression, his eyes full of surprise and anxiety.

Although it can't be said that he expected it, he never thought that his sister would be so heartless!

After getting along with each other for a year, almost the entire continent of Westeros knows how dangerous it is to deal with elves, not to mention the high risk factor of working under elves.

Among other things, although Ramsay Snow, the illegitimate son of the North, was able to become the commander of the capital garrison with the support of the elves, he only obtained his status after a duel with Robb Stark.

Recalling how scared Ramsay was when most of his head was cut off in the arena, and finally saved by the elven secret medicine, Tyrion couldn't help shivering.

Cersei, that stupid bitch, he can be regarded as a member of the Lannister family anyway, how could he kick his family out of the game first? !

As a noble Lannister, he felt that he should be able to struggle a little longer, so he carefully looked up at the tall elf man in front of him and asked:
"Well, I am also the son of Tywin Lannister, and now the treasurer of the Iron Throne, so...

Gotta pay more! "

"No problem, my responsibility to you is to let you act as the acting city lord of Gran City. If your performance is good enough, then I can offer you a salary of 50 elf gold coins per month."

Regarding Tyrion's price request, Rohan nodded and agreed without hesitation. After all, he was no longer the poor little lord of Gran Town, and the price of 50 gold coins was not enough for his meal.

As for why he doesn't hate this poor little dwarf like ordinary people?
Please, for humans and elves who have seen the Chaos Demon, the gnome is just a human with a congenital disease, and there is no need to be malicious towards him.

However, the little devil obviously didn't know what Luohan was thinking. At this time, he was still complacent about selling himself for a good price, but then he still asked a little uneasy:
"If it's convenient, can I ask you, why do you want me to be the acting city lord of an elf city?

You know I'm just a short, non-threatening little dwarf, born crippled, helpless and pathetic. "

After finishing speaking, he couldn't help but look at his body in a self-deprecating manner, and then raised his head to look at the perfect elf in front of him who looked like the darling of heaven, and couldn't help secretly feeling the injustice in the world.

It must be said that it is ironic for a poor dwarf that what he dreams of is what others are born with.

"You should have more confidence in yourself, Tyrion, I value your mind more than the weak body that restrains your great wisdom and your own soul."

However, Luo Hanke did not intend to underestimate the other party. Through getting along and observing him over the past year, he became more and more convinced that Tyrion was a management talent that he urgently needed, so he took the initiative to say:

"People call you an imp, but I've fought real ones, so I can tell if you're a bad guy who's inherently evil."

"I'm really thankful to you. Not only did you let me lose my stable job with less work and more money, but you also asked me to accompany you to a world with real demons. You really think highly of me."

Facing Rohan's comfort, Tyrion still had a wry smile on his face, but after all, he still had some confidence to become the acting lord of Grand City in the future.

Become the acting city lord of an elf city...

It sounds like it is more reliable than inheriting the Casterly Rock City that has been reduced to the lair of the Ironmen by his own family, right?

Seeing that Tyrion seemed to be ready to become an acting city lord, Rohan took out a small palm-sized card from his arms and handed it to the other party in satisfaction, and finally explained under the suspicious eyes of the other party:
"The above records are the laws of our Drucci elves. Your task now is to formulate some suggestions suitable for economic development based on these laws."

"This... is this the law of your elves? You really are a simple nation..."

After receiving the small card that Rohan handed him, Tyrion looked at the few laws recorded on it with a little twitching corners of his mouth, and couldn't help but feel a turmoil in his heart.

Prohibition of killing relatives, prohibiting private wars of family troops, prohibiting plundering caravans of the same clan without permission, prohibiting assassination of nobles, and prohibiting killing noble slaves...

Although there are only a few short laws and regulations, Tyrion outlines a bloody, cruel and distinct elven society. The most important thing is that it is still a backward slavery society!
After carefully reading all the laws of the elves, Tyrion couldn't help but slowly put down the card in his hand with trembling hands, then looked at the holy elf in front of him with complicated eyes and asked:
"You said, is it too late for me to reject your invitation to join the job?"

"The deputy city lord who has already obtained it, do you still hope to escape from my palm?"

With a smirk, Rohan squatted down and patted Tyrion on the shoulder, then untied a silver cross pendant from his waist and handed it to him to comfort him:
"Don't worry, I will arrange for you a directly-administered elf army to protect your safety. Combined with this blessing amulet that can resist chaos and magic erosion, you will become my most powerful city lord!"

City Lord, what an honorable title...

The little devil who was once regarded by everyone as the biggest disaster for Lannister has now turned into the acting city lord of an elf city. Is there anything more dramatic in this world than this?
Looking at Lohan's face approaching him, Tyrion stared at the other's serious eyes slightly dazedly, then sighed helplessly and said:

"Okay, okay, then from today onwards I will call you 'Lord Rohan', as long as there is a seat next to your fire, there will always be a mouthful of soup for me to drink, right?"

"That's right, but I should be the one to say the rest."

Seeing that Tyrion finally agreed to become his acting city lord, Rohan, who was used to throwing his hands away as a shopkeeper, directly took out a stack of files from the system space and put them down, then pretended to salute and said goodbye:

"Then I will leave all the work that I have been in arrears to you to deal with. I believe that the acting city lord should be able to help me solve these documents, right?"

"Go, go, don't disturb your honorable city lord's work, don't forget that now you are begging me to do something, not me begging you!"

"Okay, Lion Giant of Lannister~"

Finally, amidst Tyrion's shy roar, Lohan laughed and left the hall of the Kingsguard, turned his head and flew in the direction of the Black Tower Academy.

As the reputation of the Black Tower Academy grew, many capable people and strangers who were interested in elf magic from the continent of Westeros all came to try to visit.

Although many of them are idlers trying to muddle through, there are still many talented people trying to join the academy.

For example, a wandering maester named Qyburn!

———A few months later, in the North, Winterfell

Since Caranthir unilaterally severed contact with the wild hunting elves, the elves of the Ain El clan seem to have declared the death of the most talented navigator in this clan for hundreds of years.

After all, as a navigator who knows the power of space like the palm of his hand, Caranthir can easily sense the space aura emanating from other compatriots, and avoid exposing his own aura.

In this case, unless it is a powerful Chosen One who can play with perception as strong as Rohan, it is impossible to find traces of Caranthir.

What's more, they would never have thought that Caranthir, who was admired by all the stars of his tribe, would betray them in order to pursue the magic knowledge of his compatriots in another world!
However, it seems that the 'death' of Caranthir was attributed to the unexpected strong enemy encountered in Westeros, and the growing number of Wild Hunting elves began to arrive in the north and fought fiercely with the locals.

But after all, not every elf has the power as powerful as Caranthir, so the battles of the wild hunting elves in the past few months have not been comfortable, and even paid hundreds of elves' painful casualties!
However, all of this will change with the arrival of the 'King':

After confirming that the level of force in Westeros seems to be far inferior to that of Ain El, the King of the Wild Hunt finally made up his mind to conquer by himself!
(End of this chapter)