"Aren't you going?" When they left the Red Keep, Bolton and Tyrion were together again.
The two of them walked slowly side by side. There were groups of people rushing down Aegon Hill, leaving the King's Landing, or heading towards the Cathedral.
Benello did not have the power of the Dragon Queen, and Lahlo was not as famous as he was before the Long Night.
The seven vassals only asked one question: Can you control the Mystic Dragon 100%?
Benello could not lie, and lying was useless. They had just attended the funeral of Miya and her husband.
"Since you can't control the Mystic Dragon, and the Mystic Dragon is a threat to the safety of all Westeros, why can't we Westeros solve the problem?" Sansa questioned.
Even Davos could not refute her.
Obviously, if the nobles of the seven kingdoms did not help, the Other Ghosts would not let the Mystic Dragon go.
Before the meeting ended, some vassals secretly arranged for their attendants to go to the Cathedral to find their paladins. After that, his actions were exposed, and no one tried to hide their thoughts anymore.
Even Alaine took Quentin out of the city to search for the Mystic Dragon.
Before she left, she tried to persuade the dwarf to go with her, encouraging him to become a Mystic Dragon Knight with the Targaryen bloodline.
The dwarf refused.
"I'm a Megalosaurus expert," he said to Bronn with a smile.
"So?"
"That two-headed Mystic Dragon looks powerful, but it's actually a defective product. Seven years ago, when it was first modified by Lahlo, it was about twenty-five meters long. Today, seven years later, it's still twenty-five meters long. As for the Megalosaurus of the same age, such as Blackie, how big was it when it left Dragonstone Island four years ago? "
Bronn was deep in thought. "More than sixty meters. The two-headed Mystic Dragon is like a child standing next to an adult. I remember ten years ago, when I first saw Blackie in the forest, it was not even thirty meters long. "
The dwarf spread his hands. "So, do you understand? That two-headed Mystic Dragon's potential has been exhausted, and its mind is in a mess.
I have Tessa. As my strength grows, Tessa also shows signs of evolution. I'm not sure if she can breathe fire, but her body will grow bigger.
A 100-meter-long Tessa can't beat a 25-meter-long crazy Demon Dragon? "
"I see."
"Why didn't you go? Even Count Setiga brought his son to try his luck, "the dwarf asked.
"I know my limits. I don't have the Targaryen bloodline, and my paladin level isn't high. There's no hope at all!" Bronn shook his head.
"Oh right, I have a son. He's five years old this year and can start training in martial arts. Can I send him to your house as an adopted son?"
The dwarf looked back and asked, "How many sons do you have?"
Bronn also saw his actions and waved behind him with a smile. "Three sons and a daughter. Tyrion, Jaime, come and meet your Uncle Tyrion. "
"This name is really …" The dwarf's expression was distorted.
Bronn laughed. "How can Tyrion's brother not be called 'Jaime'? After his father heard of the Grey Iron Guard's deeds, he expressed his satisfaction. "
Two paladins squeezed their horses' bellies and came out of the crowd.
Both of them were young, about twelve or thirteen years old. One of them looked strong and honest, tall and strong, and carried a giant axe on his back.
The other was delicate and handsome, with a tall figure and large grey eyes. He didn't lose the sunshine of a paladin, but also the melancholy of a poet.
"Nephew Tyrion Cobbler greets Uncle Tyrion," the square-faced man said with a silly smile.
"Nephew Jaime Ryder greets Uncle Tyrion," the handsome boy said respectfully.
"Not bad, not bad. Bronn raised you well! The last time I saw you, you were still small. Now you're almost an adult and can go to the battlefield, right? "The dwarf sighed.
Bronn waved his hand and had his two sons make way. He smiled and said, "After we kill the Strange Ghost King, I'll send them to the Cathedral for training. They have a good chance of becoming glorious paladins in the future."
Tyrion was surprised. "Join the Warrior's Sons? Cobbler is fine, but Jaime … Mance Ryder doesn't have any objections? "
"Hehe, this is the benefit of serving the Dragon Queen. If a normal noble wants to become a paladin, they can only wear a colorful cloak.
And I'm a paladin, the first generation of paladins. Did you notice? I'm a paladin, but not a Warrior's Son. "Bronn said proudly.
"It's a little unfair. Does anyone else have any objections?"
Bronn shrugged. "There's no such thing as absolute fairness in the world. I envy the northerners for having unicorns to ride and the West for having so much gold.
Also, this benefit is not unlimited. Only the heir of the title can become a non-permanent paladin. "
"You want to pass the title to Cobbler?"
"Although he's not my biological son, I've always treated him like one. In the future, I'll arrange for him to be an earl." Bronn said.
Then, he added, "Actually, this advantage is only temporary. I heard the Queen say that when the Sea of Law recovers and the world levels up, the paladin's restrictions will be completely lifted.
Didn't Her Majesty create an 'Honorable Knight' in the early years?
Now, normal riders are no longer willing to be called 'Mercenary Knights'. They will publicly swear the eight Knight's Oaths (Eight Honors and Eight Disgraces Version) made by the Dragon Queen, and then call themselves' Honorable Knights'.
As long as they can uphold their oaths and have a good reputation among the people, they can enter the Holy Church to cultivate as paladins without needing to apply holy oil, have a warhorse, or have knight battle skills.
Whether they can become paladins or not depends on whether they are true to their appearance and their piety. "
"Oh, the future world seems to be very beautiful." The dwarf said thoughtfully.
Bronn nodded and said with emotion: "Maybe not everyone can be courteous, but warriors who can endure until the end must cherish honor and have faith in their hearts."
At this point, the old mercenary, who used to be shameless and cunning as his motto, could not help but reveal a look of reverence. "This is the greatness of the Dragon Queen. She's really changing the world for the better.
Take me for example. Ten years ago, if I had anything to do with integrity and humility, I would have cut the neck of some upright and humble knight with a sword. I never thought that one day I would be able to … have some honor. "
"Hey, what are you looking at my brother doing?" The dwarf pointed to the two people talking on the left side of the street and exclaimed in surprise.
Bronn poked his head out to take a look. It was Breyne and Jaime standing in front of the blacksmith's shop, seemingly looking through the armor.
"Haven't you heard of the rumors between the two of them?" He said casually.
"I thought …" Tyrion had a strange expression, "I didn't expect him to have such a strong taste."
"One is a Roseless Iron Guard, and the other is a Gray Robe Iron Guard. They are both examples of knights personally conferred by the Dragon Queen. They are both unmarried, so why can't they be together? Moreover, although Breyne is not good-looking, your brother is also missing a hand, so it's just right! "
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"You think too much, Breyne and I are not lovers."
Back at his residence, when the dwarf congratulated his brother, Jaime firmly denied the relationship with Breyne.
"I can't forget Cersei, and Breyne is Sansa's Kingsguard. She has her own responsibilities, so the two of us can't be together."
"Even if you are not together, you can still be lovers and have illegitimate children. Speaking of which, counting from the time you separated from Cersei, you haven't touched a woman for more than ten years. Have you done it with Breyne? What does it feel like to be pressed down by a cow? "The dwarf winked.
Jaime glared at him and said coldly, "I'm not like you. If I have a relationship with Breyne, I won't just be a lover, I will marry her!"
The dwarf gave him a thumbs up and clicked his tongue, "The Holy Mother should award you a chastity medal."
Jaime snorted coldly and turned to walk towards Little Tywin's bedroom.
"Hey, wait." The dwarf stepped forward and grabbed him, "Bronn has a five-year-old son named Dennis. He was going to give him to me as an adopted son, but you know what kind of life I've been living all these years.
Bronn only has one precious son, and I don't want to raise him badly. How about you help me take in an adopted son? "
"There's no future with me." Jaime said meaningfully.
He was now pure of heart and had no interest in power, and he did not have any power outside of Casterly Rock City.
A Duke of the Western Region was a great backer for the son of an ordinary count, but Bronn obviously had a better choice.
The dwarf said sincerely, "In my heart, you are the best knight in the Seven Kingdoms, and that is enough for a great future.
Besides, Bronn is a super nouveau riche, the key is to strengthen the foundation and stabilize the current results, what future do you want? "
"Okay, let him send the child to Casterly Rock City."
"Hiss — Hiss —"
"Mystic Dragon?" The two looked at each other, surprised and doubtful.
Quickly walking out of the hall, they saw the two-headed dragon flying side by side with a striped pterosaur, flying at a low altitude outside a street.
The dwarf saw with his own eyes a person sitting on the two-headed dragon, the bearded Jon.
"F * ck, this is really the treatment of a Child of Prophecy!"
Although he did not think much of the Mystic Dragon, the dwarf had to admit that he felt a little unbalanced.
He knew about Jon's nephew's situation. He had become a demigod long ago, and had raised his Song of Ice to around 3%. After sacrificing the Evil God of Ice to the old god, he could obtain all of the Evil God's divinity of death and darkness from the Holy Mother. The shadow and fire of the Shadow Binder had both been raised to the demigod realm, and in just a few years, he had achieved what Melisandre had achieved after hundreds of years of cultivation.
Now that he had the Mystic Dragon, it was like adding wings to a tiger.
"Too fast, he left for less than three hours, and not only did he find the Mystic Dragon, he even tamed it." Jaime was shocked.
"Isn't it obvious? The shapeshifter's animal companion has been watching it all this time! "The dwarf sneered.
"Let's go and take a look." Jaime ordered Paudrick to get the horse.
Jaime was not the only one who was interested in the Mystic Dragon. When Lannister and his brother arrived at the Northern Ice Lord's mansion in South City, all the lords who had attended Mia's funeral were there.
"Oh gods, the person who dared to tame such a ferocious Mystic Dragon is either a madman or a king!"
Just as he stepped over the threshold, the dwarf heard a loud voice shouting in the courtyard.
"F * ck, can you not be so blunt? Uncle Tyrion and Aunt Danny are both shrewd people. Instead of learning from the two successful people, you have to learn from the unlucky Stark, "he could not help but complain.
"Tormond, is this the Northern Ice Lord's idea?" Davos' expression was unpleasant.
"What do you mean? I don't understand what you're saying, but I feel like the Northern Ice Lord is the prince in the prophecy. "A hint of cunning flashed across the red-haired Tormond's eyes as he laughed loudly.
"Jon Stark wants to be the king of the Seven Kingdoms?" Bronze Jon asked directly.
Wale tucked his blonde hair behind his ear and looked around at the lords with different expressions. He smiled faintly and said, "Who doesn't want to? All the lords gathered at the King's Landing because of the Dragon Queen's promise to 'end the Other Ghost King'. "
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