Game of Thrones: Battle Royale Game

Chapter 76 Tavern near the river



Continuing to go southeast along Steel Street, Ian and others quickly walked down the Visenya Hills, crossed the Fishermen's Square and entered the riverfront road.

From here you can see the Red Keep on Aegon Hill to the east. It is a huge and cold castle standing on the banks of the Blackwater. It is entirely made of light red stone. The golden crowned stag banner of the Baratheon family Flying high on the gate tower.

To the south is the Riverside Gate, also known as the Mud Gate. The port of King's Landing built on the Blackwater River is right outside the gate.

Sir Grantham, a young man who arrived at Linhe Road half a day before Ian and the others, rented a large house here.

This was Ian's order. He planned to establish his own safe zone in King's Landing as far away from Flea Street as possible.

On the one hand, it can be as far away as possible from the players hiding in Flea Bottom, and on the other hand, it can be convenient for Ian to easily evacuate by boat.

When Ian arrived at the house, Sir Grantham had also summoned Bronn back from Dorian the Black Falcon's team who was operating in another inn near the Red Keep.

According to Bronn, King Robert had summoned Sir Wilder's petition yesterday and held a trial for treason against the Darry family and the Grafson family.

Originally, Sir Simon had a chance to put on black clothes and save his life, but he seemed to have a mental problem after being suddenly backstabbed by Sir Wilder. He kept cursing Wilder, the Iron Throne, and even took Lannister with him. The whole family cursed together.

In the end, Simon angered King Robert, who was already extremely sad because of the loss of his adoptive father, Lord Arryn, and was sentenced to death in court.

Thus. Dorian's mission of "ensuring Simon's death" was completed ahead of schedule, and Ian had another mercenary team available in King's Landing.

After settling in the house, Ian led his men into two groups and entered a nearby inn to have dinner.

They had just pushed open the wooden door and walked into the inn hall. In the orange-red firelight, there was a smell of alcohol, the sour smell of sweat and feet, the mixed smell of rotten food and rotten wood, and some bad things that would be harmonized just by saying it. The fishy smell hit my nostrils.

The hall of the tavern was crowded with people. Most of them were sailors on passing ships, laborers on the docks, and nearby fishermen. There were also many wandering mercenaries who had nothing to do.

They got drunk alone and gathered together to brag, gamble, or simply do things in the hall that would be harmonized if written down.

The arrival of Ian and his group did not attract anyone's attention, and the tavern was still noisy.

Ian found an empty table and sat down, ordered the waiter to bring the best wine and food in the store, and then began to look at the other guests idly.

Even though there were only about 60 players left, the possibility of him meeting the players at any inn was extremely low, but he still didn't intend to take it lightly.

After observing everyone in the hall, Ian gave up after finding nothing.

Suddenly, Ian heard a commotion at the next table, and the leader of the other party seemed to be telling a story, so Ian turned his attention there, not because he wanted to eavesdrop, but mainly because the guy's voice was loud enough that the whole hall could hear it. .

"I was very drunk that day. I saw a prostitute. She was so beautiful. I was penniless at the time, so I could only follow her after she left the brothel." The drunkard continued intermittently. He said, his face flushed with alcohol showing the intoxication of memories.

"She seemed to have cried in the middle of the process, and she seemed to have resisted. I can't remember clearly. I was very drunk at the time. When I think of these details later, I feel that I was really innocent at the time." The tavern poured another sip of wine into his mouth.

Ian:? ? ?

simple? Do you have any misunderstanding about this word?

"After it was done, I was going to kill her to silence her because I couldn't pay and her boss was a very difficult person to mess with. But the moment I pulled out the knife, she smiled. So pretty.

'I'm a prostitute,' she said, 'I don't mind sleeping with any man, so you don't have to be so violent.'

What she said was sincere, she was smiling, she was very pretty anyway, and I believed her almost immediately. As I said, I was very drunk at the time."

"You don't have to keep stressing," one of his companions said to him.

"Are you telling me what to do?" The drunkard glared at his companion, who immediately became silent.

The drunkard cleared his throat and continued his story.

At this time, Ian unexpectedly heard the conversation between the two sailors next to him.

"Don't mess with him when he's drunk. We can just agree with whatever he says."

"Made, this guy is drunk and disowns his relatives. Except for Boss Corian, there is no one on the entire Shayala Dance who can restrain him."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Shayala's Dance, Colin Ian said silently in his heart.

"Yes, anyway, I believed her, 'I have no money to pay you,' I said." The drunkard continued to tell his story,

"'But you won't always be without money, you are a strong man, brave, and have a handsome face,' she replied."

He was so brave and handsome. Looking at the strong man with a scar piercing his right eye, Ian cursed again.

"'So, I will treat you as if you are on credit. When you become famous and prosperous in the future, you can come to King's Landing again. But don't forget that one night, Natsuki of Sataya House, she made up the name for herself ," the drunkard told the story while adding narration himself,

"'Don't forget, one night, Natsuki from Sataya House comforted you when you were at the lowest point in your life. As she spoke, she took the initiative to kiss me.

Her tone was gentle, as if the girl from the Seven Gods herself was talking to me. At that moment, I found myself falling in love with her. The love between a rapist and a prostitute should be a beautiful story. "

Damn good talk! The corner of Ian's mouth twitched, and he began to doubt the feasibility of the plan he had just come up with.

"She said good night to me before she left, and I swore to myself that I would spend money to redeem her and marry her in the future, and then, then!" The drunkard suddenly became furious, "Then the next day, she brought three gold robes with her He came to the inn where I was staying, accused me, and slandered me!"

"What did she slander you for? Did she fabricate something that you didn't do?" Ian interrupted so abruptly that half of the tavern's eyes turned to him.

"This, this," the drunkard was obviously stunned for a moment, as if he had not thought about this problem, but he immediately found a reason for himself, "she lied to me, she betrayed me."


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