iron throne of ice and fire

Chapter 37 The beasts around me (second update)

Lancel's mouth was irritating.

Tyrion couldn't help but greet Lancel's followers, and carried Lancel away, and the world became beautiful and quiet.

Tyrion threw a few pieces of wood into the bonfire: "Queen Cersei, you may be in charge of the king's hunt in two days' time."

Green leaned back in his chair with a relaxed posture.

Green took a sip of Summer Red, and his eyes moved to Tyrion.

Tyrion shrugged: "My sister's emotions are strong, whether it is love or hate, when she likes you, she can't wait to give you everything."

Tyrion restrained the smile on his face, and said seriously: "If you hate him, you will wish to let you die. The more cruel the merrier."

Tyrion reached out to pick up the jug, poured the wine, and said, "You will be very busy next time, my sister, well, she loves you the most among all the people in King's Landing."

Tyrion was serious for only three seconds, and then turned into teasing after speaking.

Green slightly bent the corner of his lower lip: "Your Excellency Tyrion, I will try not to make mistakes and prolong Your Highness's love as much as possible. Thank you for your advice."

Tyrion grinned: "Yes, as long as possible, as long as possible, like a man's... Uh, I almost made a joke of old lady Cersei's love."

Tyrion raised his glass and turned towards the Red Keep: "Forgive me, my dearest sister!"

Green couldn't help but look up and smile.

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Monton and Angai, one wide and one tall, were sitting around a bonfire in another part of the backyard.

An Gai drank the malt wine happily, and focused on the direction of Green not far away.

Monton put the fist-sized piece of roast beef into his mouth, chewed it for a while and swallowed it: "Angay, don't just focus on drinking, today's smoked meat tastes great."

An Gai reached out and tore off the meat from the plate and put it in his mouth: "Not bad, but I still prefer ale."

Monton said honestly: "The malt wine here tastes average, but the marigold malt wine tastes better."

An Gai was puzzled: "Is it famous? Why haven't I heard of it? Calendula... Could it be?"

Monton's big head nodded: "It's the malt wine in our territory. It used to have several names. Later, I heard that the butler Herschel presided over the improvement of the process and decided on a new name. It's a pity that you can't drink it for the time being."

Angai glanced around every once in a while.

An Gai stretched his waist and moved his eyes. Even though it was dark night, An Gai's eyes were still bright.

After finishing the movements, An Gai said, "Thank you Seven Gods, thank you Lord Green, although I haven't been there yet, I finally have a home, I love Whisper City."

An Gai took a big gulp of malt wine and wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand: "When I go back, I want to find a bride, I want to have a son, and I want to teach archery carefully... Seven gods, I was in danger before, I dare not think about these things."

Monton smiled stupidly: "It's enough credit for killing more people. Lord Green rewards the manor."

An Gai nodded heavily, and suddenly said: "I don't know if the girls in Qingyu City will like me!"

Monton thought for a while, then said naively: "Women in Qingyu City can't beat men in fights. You are very good-looking. You have to be careful. If you fall in love with you, you will be carried away. If you can't fight, you will be hers from now on."

Why do you want to fight?Why resist!
My God, is Qingyu City the hometown of the Seven Gods? There is such a wonderful place in the world!

"Actually, I like to be passive."

After speaking, An Gai's smile was a bit wretched.

The smart Monton understood An Gai's smile, and laughed along with him.

The two who were laughing stopped suddenly, and their eyes were fixed on the same place at the same time.

Petyr's attendant had just walked into the backyard under the guidance of Green's attendant, subconsciously, his back felt hairy, and he froze in his footsteps, not daring to move again.

He felt suddenly stared at by two or several ferocious beasts, as if he would bite his neck off if he moved again.

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The feeling of being in danger disappeared, and the back of Petyr's squire was indeed wet with cold sweat.

He didn't dare to look up, and under the reminder of Green's attendant again, he moved with difficulty and subconsciously slowed down his breathing.

Petyr's attendant tremblingly finally walked up to Green and saluted very respectfully.

He promised that he was more submissive now than he had been with Petyr, from the bottom of his heart.

Tyrion watched Petyr's squire whom he had seen several times with interest.

Petyr's attendant almost bent his body into an inverted V, holding up the folded invitation letter with both hands.

Green commented that Petyr trained attendants with too much etiquette, too high.

Green signaled his attendant to accept the invitation letter.

When Petyr's attendants left, Tyrion finally couldn't help laughing while clutching his stomach.

Green looked at Tyrion, who was about to pass out, and a smile flashed in his eyes: "I was also surprised that Lord Petyr's attendants were too polite. You seem to know something already?"

Tyrion waved his little hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said: "You are the king of beasts, and you have already gotten used to the beasts around you. If I hadn't been in contact with the Magic Mountain, your guards would scare me to pee, he was scared."

[Gregor Clegane, a sworn knight loyal to the Lannister family, nicknamed The Mountain, is extremely tall, has a cruel and bloodthirsty personality, and loves to kill. 】

Tyrion smiled and took himself as an example, and didn't mind teasing himself at all.

At this time, Green finished reading the content of the invitation letter, and Wei Ning frowned: "It turned out that Duke Jon wanted to see me."

Tyrion's eyes moved, and he reached out to take the letter in Green's hand.

Tyrion took it seriously: "This is a ghostwriter, the tone is too polite!"

Tyrion patted his thigh, and continued: "Look at me, I'm drunk, it's obviously Petyr's ghostwriting."

Tyrion squeezed his chin, and murmured: "It's not that I underestimate you. After all, you are just a baron. The Hand of the King invited you, and the Chancellor of the Exchequer helped you with errands. The specifications are too excessive and abnormal."

Green nodded slightly: "This is not an opportunity for me to refuse."

Tyrion agreed: "Yes! That's what it is!"

Tyrion thought, his eyes moving.

Green suddenly said, "Has Petyr always been this courageous?"

Why is it brave to ask Petyr?Doubt appeared on Tyrion's face: "He is a person who has armed himself tightly with elegance, and is very cautious..."

Tyrion paused as if thinking of something, and met Green's steady gaze: "It seems that he is already floating on the water, but actually..."

Dayin is hidden in the city, and Green can't translate this sentence in Westeros: "Huiquan really loves you. It seems that he stands out in front of the crowd, but he is standing in the place that is most likely to be overlooked."

Tyrion interjected: "The pressing time, the high-profile invitation, the light of the King's Hand... Littlefinger is indeed cunning!"

Green was a little puzzled, was he underestimated?still…….
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