Game of Thrones' opening sold the gods

Chapter 186 185. Play music and dance!
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The big pendulum clock of the empire rang again, and it was already 12 o'clock at noon, and it was time for a break. A large number of migrant workers finally ushered in a two-hour break. Take two hours off and work eight hours a day.

The rhythm of the entire imperial capital suddenly slowed down, except for the imperial prison.

"Prime Minister, this person still doesn't say anything, as if he doesn't feel the pain." The head of the prison said with some embarrassment. They had promised to pry Jia Kun's mouth open before.

"Take me to meet him."

"Yes, please follow me, Prime Minister!"

Soon, a scruffy, haggard man appeared in Tyrion's sight.

"Oh, it's so tragic, it reminds me of when I was imprisoned." This is purely Tyrion's bragging. At that time, there was no absolute proof that Tyrion was a murderer, and no one executed Tyrion.

"Hi, my name is Tyrion, what's your name?" Tyrion said to Jia Kun.

Jia Kun gave Tyrion a cold look, "You don't deserve to know someone's name!"

"Uh, well, Jia Kun, let's say we don't know your name, do you know that you've broken the sky?"

Jia Kun was stunned. Although he didn't know why Tyrion knew one of his names, he still said stubbornly: "I only know that Theon Greyjoy is dead, we succeeded, and Azenia will soon be Fall apart, flash in the pan!"

Obviously, Jia Kun had already learned of Theon's "death" during the jailer's conversation, so he still thought it was the other two faceless men who killed Theon Greyjoy.

"Oh, that's outrageous!" Tyrion's face lit up with anger.

What Jia Kun didn't know was that Tyrion's anger was because he was tired, while Theon was singing and dancing every night in the imperial city.

Jia Kun, who didn't know it, smiled slightly when he saw this: "Everyone is mortal!"

"Yes, mortals are mortal, but the hateful thing is that the late emperor was not a mortal." After speaking, Tyrion glanced at the two jailers again, and said, "Go find two boars and strong aphrodisiacs."

Jia Kun's eyes widened immediately when he heard the words, and he didn't think carefully about the sentence "The first emperor is not a mortal", but sternly roared: "What kind of dwarf are you going to do? Beast, what are you going to do?"

Looking at Jia Kun who suddenly got excited, Tyrion showed regret, "Oh, sorry, let's replace the boar with a jackass, it's bigger."

"Kunsang, I'm sure you'll speak up, hahaha." Tyrion's face showed a ferocious look, and all his jealousy for Theon was cast on Jia Kun. Aren't you afraid of death? I'll let you Taste the taste of being sung every night!

Seeing this, Jia Kun couldn't calm down at all. How could a monster like a jackass come in? This dwarf devil is really a beast.

At six o'clock in the evening, two jackasses were led out of the prison.

"Come here, first apply some alcohol to the buttocks of our disciple of Thousand Faces of Death, the world's top assassin Jia Kun the Faceless, so you don't get any inflammation!"

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There was a shrill scream, and Jia Kun looked at Tyrion resentfully while clutching his butt. The bastard didn't ask any questions, and then kept asking him if he would say something or not.

The two jackass tortured him for more than three hours in a row. Jia Kun knew that this beast simply wanted to torture himself.

"Wow, Warden Hannibal, who was the last person to look at someone like that?"

Hannibal smiled and pointed to a cell not far away, "Ramsay Bolton."

Ramsay, who was named, shrank to the corner of the cell with a cleverness.

"It's so pitiful. He used to say that he was an elegant fear, but now he is no longer elegant, only fear."

When Ramsay was tortured before, he insisted that he was an elegant killer and that he would not have fear, even if he had fear, it was an elegant fear.

Tyrion stayed in the prison until nine o'clock in the evening, and Jia Kun said everything he should say, including how to train the faceless man and the flaws of the faceless man.

But Jia Kun told Tyrion that there were only three faceless men in the house of black and white, and he had two companions.

Tyrion didn't say that Jia Kun's two companions were dead, but asked Jia Kun to write out all the training methods and flaws of the Faceless Man. If there is no problem with the writing, Jia Kun can be saved.

But Jia Kun refused. He asked Tyrion to have a good time after he finished writing, and Tyrion also agreed to Jia Kun.

Holding the book recording the training skills and flaws of the Faceless, Tyrion took a boat to the Emperor City on the central island to find Theon.

At the moment, Theon is drinking wine, watching Misera in the living room dancing to the pure land of bliss, surrounded by several maids and sisters with broad chests who are playing music.

When Tyrion saw this scene after entering the door, his face immediately turned black. If Tyrion's greatest wish is, it must not be an extreme minister, but a carefree night and night singing like the current Theon .

"Hey, Tyrion, you don't work in the Prime Minister's office, what are you doing here?"

Murder and kill!
Shrimp pork heart!
Tyrion threw the book in his hand on the table, and turned away without saying a word.

Theon took it over and took a look. He didn't expect Tyrion to come and give it to him so late. Leviathan's intelligence personnel had already told Theon about Tyrion's interrogation of Jia Kun.

"It's okay, keep playing the music and dance!" After finishing speaking, Theon stopped Tyrion and handed Tyrion a banana: "Master Prime Minister, take care of your health, eat a banana before leaving."

Tyrion's face darkened even more, and he said with a half-smile: "No need, Your Majesty, I'll go home and eat!"

　I have a severe pain in my heart and mouth, and it hurts when I breathe, and I don’t know why, so I will update [-] words today
　　
　
(End of this chapter)