Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire

Chapter 17 Martial Arts Tournament (End)

"Attis!"

"Valley Eagle!"

"Kill this vulture!"

"Come on, big guy!"

The sound of onlookers reached its climax when Attis and the Magic Mountain spear collided, and the spears on both sides shattered immediately. This time, Attis clearly felt the power of the Magic Mountain. He calmly and quickly took the spear handed over by Angui. He lowered the tip of his spear again and galloped forward.

Magic Mountain is still a beat slower, but his consciousness is not sluggish. With the help of his huge body, the spear presses down very deeply, just like Mount Tai pressing down on top. It is particularly oppressive under the impact of the war horse.

Attis opened his arms slightly, and Demon Mountain could clearly see that Attis's shield did not completely protect his chest, and the gap appeared instantly.He sneered ferociously, became more precise about his target, and pierced through with his spear.

Seeing this, Attis suddenly retracted his shield, and suddenly moved inward. The shield was struck violently, and the broken fragments suddenly flew out, and the shield was released.Magic Mountain's eyes widened. Attis was very close to him at this moment, so close that Attis's sharp eyes were staring at him clearly.

There was a pain in his chest, and Mo Shan felt that he and his horse were being separated. The sound of the shattering spear on his chest pierced his ears, and he collapsed.

The moment Magic Mountain fell down, the entire stadium erupted, and shouts of "Attis!" filled the entire arena.

Attis did not cheer. He immediately dismounted, drew out the long sword that Angui handed over, turned around, and the magic mountain's giant sword was indeed clenched in his hand. He roared in anger and ran over, "I want to kill with my own hands." Kill you." Threatening words spat out from Mo Shan's mouth.

"Both sides started fighting at the same time!" the referee said excitedly.

The Magic Mountain doesn't pay attention to any tactical skills. It's exactly the same as the time in Weimar. The giant sword suddenly slashed down from the sky. Ordinary knights would probably panic here.

Attis turned sideways to avoid the sword, and sent the sword towards the Demon Mountain like an eagle attacking the ground. He lightly touched the Demon Mountain's face, and a bloody mouth suddenly appeared, and dripping blood flowed out.

"Ah!" Moshan yelled in pain. He gave up the distance between him and Attis and used his body advantage to hit Attis directly.

Attis was much more flexible than he thought. He turned slightly sideways and rolled over the ground to avoid it. The moment he passed the side of the magic mountain, the long sword made another light stroke, and a blood mark appeared on the face of the magic mountain again. ,

"Ah!" Magic Mountain's giant sword swung sideways, and the sharp blade blew towards him. Attis quickly lowered his body and pointed the long sword forward. He found that Magic Mountain was covering himself tightly with plate armor. The most obvious thing was that there was no It was his face that was protected, and Magic Mountain did not wear a mask like himself.

Magic Mountain seized the opportunity at this moment and kicked forward. Attis did not dodge. He put the back of his sword under his body and rolled upwards with the help of the strength of Magic Mountain's feet. He used a gorgeous leap to separate himself from Magic Mountain again. distance.

There was another burst of cheers from the stands, and King Robert even danced, "Come on, little eagle! Haha!"

Mo Shan was breathing heavily. These few movements just happened in a split second, but his rhythm was completely controlled by Attis.He roared again in anger, dragging his sword forward and swinging the greatsword clumsily before Attis' eyes.

"Ah! Ah! Ah!" Moshan regretted very much why he didn't wear a mask. Wounds on his face appeared one after another. Blood stains covered his face and even poured into his eyes.

The long sword pointed at the completely changed face of the Magic Mountain. Cersei's face on the high platform gradually showed anger and a bit of shock. The Prime Minister had a very happy chat with King Robert. He used tea to cover up his slightly shaking hands due to nervousness. Robert laughed unabashedly at the Mountain's plight.

Littlefinger kept looking at the stands with a half-smiling expression. He said to Renly on the side: "It seems that our Vale Eagle has completely leapt over this 'Magic Mountain'. It is simply incredible."

"Isn't it? It's rare to see such a brave knight in the Seven Kingdoms, let alone the son of a Duke." Renly looked at Attis with admiration.

"It seems Lord Renly has taken a liking to our Ser Attis." Littlefinger said playfully.

Renly did not deny it. He turned to look at Littlefinger, "The knights of the Seven Kingdoms are brave. Isn't this the luck of the royal family?"

"Oh, Lord Renly, for this champion of the tourney, I, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, will give him my wallet." Littlefinger said without avoiding Renly's gaze.

Renly smiled from ear to ear after hearing this, and said to Littlefinger with a smile: "How could it be? There is no wallet of yours in the entire Seven Kingdoms. They are all the wallets of the treasury, and they are the wallets of my eldest brother Robert, Littlefinger. "

Littlefinger's expression didn't change at all, "It's so scary what you said, sir."

After saying that, the two of them burst into laughter, pointing at each other and making fun of each other.

Stannis also lost interest in the situation on the field at this time, looking coldly at Renly who was laughing in the front row, "Ser Attis is a brave knight, and the Mountain, a mad dog who ignored the laws of the kingdom but was not punished, finally finally Someone gave him the punishment he deserved,"

Renly knew that Stannis was mocking him as the Minister of Justice, "Everyone knows that Attis is a brave knight. As for ignoring the law, come on, Stannis, my good second brother, who is the mad dog of the Magic Mountain?" I don’t want to say it.”

"The royal minister, and the royal family, turned a blind eye to the vassal's desecration of the law." Stannis mocked.

Renly waved his hands impatiently, as if he wanted to get rid of all the bad luck on his body.

Littlefinger drank the hot tea politely and even asked Renly if he wanted some.

Stannis also calmed down and looked at the situation outside.

Magic Mountain lay on the ground in a state of embarrassment, with blood mixed with the dirt on the field. His eyes were covered with blood, and he waved the giant sword in his hand randomly, looking for traces of Attis.

Attis looked at the mad Mountain indifferently, holding the long sword in his hand, aiming at the Mountain's face, ready to stab him.

"That's enough!" shouted the Hound next to Joffrey. "You've already lost, damn bastard."

The Mountain howled in pain, and Attis's sword hilt was exposed in front of him, and he suddenly hit him in the face. The Mountain fell down and passed out.His attendants were so frightened that they did not dare to approach him when they saw his scarred face. Finally, with the help of many people, they had no choice but to tremblingly help Mo Shan die.

"The winner is!", the referee drawled, "Ser Atys Arryn of the Vale!"

"Valley Eagle! Valley Eagle!" The onlookers could no longer contain their enthusiasm and shouted one after another.

The noble women also cheered, especially when Attis took off his mask and revealed his handsome face. The reserved little Rose even half-hugged the little princess Myrcella and cheered together. Attis took over the tournament with a smile. The laurel wreath made of flowers rode on horseback to the stands of the female relatives. The female relatives in the stands lowered their heads to hide their red faces.

Attis walked in front of Margaery and looked at the little rose with a smile.

Margaery spoke up, her eyes particularly moving, "Princess Myrcella is the queen of love and beauty named for this tournament, Sir Attis."

Attis saw her hands tightly holding the hem of her skirt. He smiled slightly and said softly: "Of course, my lady." He looked at Margaery and gave the laurel crown to Myrcella. Princess La took the crown excitedly.

The tournament also came to an end with the soaring eagle.

King Robert's banquet was held under the high platform of the Iron Throne. Cersei sat on the high platform with a cold eye. It was not until the king announced the start of Joffrey's name day banquet that Joffrey dressed up and sat next to her and smiled.

Attis traveled back and forth among the nobles of the Reach. These ancient nobles of the Reach, such as the Florentine family, the Redwine family, etc., their eldest son and heir always came up to talk to him intentionally or unintentionally, and some He even talked about the geographical structure of the Eagle's Nest City in front of him.No matter how absurd they were, he responded with a smile, but the fire in his heart was gradually extinguished in each conversation, and he gradually lost his enthusiasm for attending the banquet.

Carrying the wine bottle, he came to the window on the second floor alone and stared at the lights in the distance in a daze.

"This is a beautiful city."

Attis turned around and saw Garland from the Tyrell family.

"Sir Garland." Attis raised his glass helplessly.

Garland raised his empty hands, "Sir, I didn't bring a wine glass."

Attis smiled, and he answered Garland's previous words, "King's Landing is always beautiful when you look at the city from a distance."

"You don't smell the stink, do you?" Garland squeezed his beard and smiled.

Attis looked at Garland. His handsome face and trimmed beard made Garland look neither effeminate nor overly informal or unkempt. Much more heroic.

"Probably." Attis turned around with a smile and continued to look out the window.

"Jazz, I haven't congratulated you for becoming the champion of the tournament." Garland looked at him sincerely.

Artis was used to hearing these words and wanted to deal with it, but his heart made him say: "Maybe it's because you didn't play."

Garland took the wine glass handed by the waiter, poured a glass of wine by himself, lowered his head and raised the glass to him, "You are too self-effacing, Sir."

"My sister likes you very much, ser." Garland said, taking a sip of wine.

Artis unconsciously showed a knowing smile, and Garland continued to drink calmly.

"I'm glad to hear that, Lord Garland." Attis said the truth this time.

Garland knew that he and Attis were one step closer. He smiled and said: "I really hope that Margaery will be like this, with you." He hesitated to speak.

Attis noticed this, but said nothing.

"I heard that your father and my father discussed my sister's marriage to you." Garland asked.

Attis affirmed.

"It's such a pity. Originally, my father was full of joy." Garland said regretfully.

It was hard for Attis not to be taken in by Garland's words, but there were more important things ahead of him, and he didn't have much energy to focus on talking about marriage.

"Sir Garland, you seem to be quite sentimental." Attis said calmly, "Every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, so there is no need to regret it."

Garland saw Attis's gaze move to the other side. He looked forward and saw that the Chancellor of the Exchequer was quietly talking to Stannis. Stannis's iron-faced face was slightly shocked.

Attis looked at his father. His father seemed to be too close to the nobles of the Riverlands, while the nobles of the Valley were left out. The nobles of the Riverlands shuttled back and forth in various places, and seemed to be more comfortable than the nobles from other regions.

He bade farewell to Garland and walked back to his circle in the valley.

Garland leaned against the window and looked at everything at the banquet quietly, thinking to himself, "This is not sentimental. The eagle in the valley is just my brother's worry about his sister's future."


　I rewarded myself 100 points, so happy

　　
　
(End of this chapter)