Tyrion said bitterly, "You don't even have the right to participate in the current war without supernatural powers, Demigods, or True Gods supporting you.
Our Lannister should just leave. Don't cause trouble, we can't afford it. "
Kevon also remembered the scene of Big Sparrow's resurrection and sighed, "If you didn't lie on purpose to help Dragon Queen trick me, then the City of Knowledge's' True World 'is really necessary."
"Hey, don't be naive, the people still want the 'World of Eversummer'!"
"What do you want me to do?" Kevon was helpless, and his attitude began to change.
"Send that troublesome sister of mine away as soon as possible, don't let any animals, such as cats, dogs, rats, or birds, come near you and Toman, immediately write a letter to Dragonstone Island to ask for forgiveness and loyalty.
My father is dead, my brother Jaime is also missing, and if I put in a few good words in front of the Queen, there is a high chance that she will forgive me.
Moreover, the Queen is fair and magnanimous, even letting Stannis and Stark go, she will definitely give Jaime a fair trial.
After the Iron Throne is handed over, the Lannister Army stationed at King's Landing and Riverside can all be transferred back to Casterly Rock. At the same time, our family's gold can be used to buy food.
As long as Casterly Rock has soldiers and food, we won't be afraid even if Changye comes. "
Kevon's expression was conflicted, his fists unconsciously clenched, large beads of sweat seeped out of his forehead, and countless conflicting thoughts emerged in his mind.
Rationally, he felt that the imp's words made sense, he was not his brother Tywin, he did not have the ambition to fight for the Iron Throne, nor did he have the ability to deal with the increasingly complicated situation.
Not to mention the Dragon Queen, just the pressure from the Holy Son, Big Sparrow, was enough to make him breathless.
If the Deviant Ghosts and Changye were really … Recently, there was news that many nobles had gone to Dragonstone Island to see the Deviant Ghosts.
Even if Changye did not come, to Lannister, what was the difference between the Dragon Queen and Changye?
Both brought him and Lannister "Everwinter"!
Take a step forward and you'll fall off a cliff. Take a step back and you'll be able to see the vast sea and sky?
But his nephew wanted him to give up the Iron Throne!
How could the Iron Throne be abandoned so easily?
After a while, he wiped away the sweat on his head and stared straight at the dwarf, asking, "Are you really not here to help the Dragon Queen earn money from me?"
Tyrion picked up the crossbow by his feet and shook it a few times. "If I kill you, Toman's rule will immediately collapse."
Kevon's eyes darkened as he forced a smile. "What do you want?"
Tyrion said bitterly, "I just want to be loyal and filial. It's that simple, that simple.
I have sworn allegiance to the Queen several times before, and I do not wish to break my oath.
But I cannot deny the fact that I am a Lannister. I do not wish for you to die. I do not wish for Aunt Zina to die. I do not wish for so many innocent cousins to die under the dragon's flames.
I once had a nightmare. In the dream, I charged into battle for the Dragon Queen and killed Jaime, you, Aunt Zina, and countless Lannister.
I did not even need to wake up. I cried in the dream … As long as you do not run away, it is not difficult to recognize your own heart. "
Kevon's eyes flashed. "What if I refuse?"
"You will not. This is the best choice!" Tyrion said coldly.
The cold wind whistled outside the window, and only the crackling of the fireplace could be heard in the room.
The uncle and nephew looked at each other, and the air became heavy. Not far away, the transfiguration user and White Knight felt as though a piece of lead was pressing down on their hearts.
"What if I refuse?" Kevon repeated his previous words.
Tyrion raised his crossbow and pointed it at his heart. He said coldly, "There are too many people I want to save, and you are only one of them."
"Are you serious?" Kevon raised his eyebrows.
"If I kill the diehards, the rational and weak ones will only hate me. Anyway, I have already killed my father. I am not afraid of bearing more sins. At most, I will go to the seventh level of hell.
I do not care.
The Queen's hands are not stained with Lannister's blood, and she does not need to worry about Lannister taking revenge on her in the future.
It is the best of both worlds.
If it were you, would you do it? "
Tyrion's voice did not have a trace of warmth. There was no other expression on his face besides indifference.
"You have the courage to kill your father, the courage to point your crossbow at me, and the determination to clean up the clansmen who do not agree with you. Why don't you use this crossbow to kill the instigator?"
Kevon's body relaxed as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. He leaned back in his chair and said slowly.
"I don't dare to think about it," Tyrion said.
Kevon nodded and said, "'Don't dare to think about it.' That's a good reason to convince me."
A person who could kill his father could also betray his vows, but he did not even dare to think about it. How terrifying would that woman be?
"I agree with your suggestion. I surrender to Danny Rize. She can take my life. If she is still angry, she can kill Jaime and Cersei.
I only have one request. Do not harm the children. They did not participate in the War of the Usurpers. They are innocent. "Kevon said with a faint smile.
"You worry too much. The Queen is beautiful and kind. She has compassion for the refugees and slaves of Hejian. There is no reason for her to mistreat the people who are loyal to her."
Tyrion also smiled.
"I need a few days." Kevon stood up and prepared to leave.
Tyrion also stood up and opened a narrow secret door that was about half a man's height.
"I trust you," he said with a smile.
Kevon took his cloak from the wall and glanced at the secret door. He suddenly said, "Tyrion, will you really kill me?"
Tyrion smiled at his uncle and suddenly raised his crossbow. Under the shocked gazes of the other three people in the room, he shot an arrow through the white knight's throat and the unconscious Pycelle's heart.
"Gods!" The barbarian in disguise looked at the dwarf with a blank expression.
"You —" Kevon was furious.
"Shh!" Tyrion threw away his crossbow and smiled. "You can shout after I leave."
"Is this how you prove your magnanimity?" Kevon said with a pale face.
"No, I'm helping you clean up the trash." Tyrion shook his head and smiled. "I don't deny Pycelle's loyalty to Lannister, but he is too old and his energy has declined. He is useless.
But the Queen knows that he was the one who let the lion into the city. He deserves to die!
Last time, during the parade, among the crimes announced by the seven doctors and scholars, many of them were related to Pycelle. He deserves to die!
As for Burrows Braun, kill him and make room for him. You can find a stronger white knight with more chivalry!
I told you to be careful of Stark. You need a good bodyguard.
Also, this guy has heard too many secrets. Do you dare to trust him? "
Kevon was stunned and said with a complicated expression, "You have changed."
"I know. I am more like a little 'devil' now." Tyrion smiled.
— No, you are more like Tywin. Before, you only had his wisdom. Now, you have his ruthlessness and decisiveness.
Kevon sighed. No wonder Zina kept saying that Tyrion was the one who was most like Tywin. She was right.
Er, there were three laws in "A Song of Ice and Fire". First, prophecies would always come true. Second, oath-breakers, kinslayers, and those who violated the guests' rights would not have a good ending. Third, the things that the characters believed were often wrong or the opposite.
"Oh, I almost forgot!" Tyrion slapped his forehead and said, "Uncle, please write a certificate in the name of the Regent."
"What certificate?" Kevon was confused.
"I plan to go to Dorne and take Messiah to Slaver's Bay as a hostage. But Prince Dorang swore to ensure her safety and not let her fall into any danger.
Although half of his oath was broken by Princess Alaine, without your cooperation, he will not hand over Messiah. "Tyrion said.
— That was the reason why Dorang was so determined to protect Messiah in "Wandering Power."
When the dwarf was the acting Prime Minister, there were conditions for him to send his niece to Dorne for marriage. Dorang had to make a sacred oath and give Messiah the right to be a guest.
Under the protection of the double oath, unless Dorang died, no one could touch Messiah in Dorne. The sudden rise of the Dark Star was a complete accident.
"Since you know what Messiah went through, you still have the heart to take her as a hostage?" Kevon said coldly.
"Hehe, Her Majesty the Queen is also the Chief Bishop of the Seven Gods!" Tyrion laughed proudly.
"What do you mean?" Kevon was puzzled.
"If the Great Sparrow can be resurrected, why can't Messiah grow ears? If you go and beg the Great Sparrow, he will definitely not agree (the Great Sparrow is not even willing to crown Toman). But, the Dark Star is the Queen's white knight! "
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"I also know your secret. Why don't you kill me?"
Walking in the secret passage leading to the seaside, Savage Haug gulped down Golden Wine while asking the dwarf beside him.
Haug was a shapeshifter and also a powerful warrior.
The imp only knew about the secret passage to the Tower of the Prime Minister. But, when the Tower of the Prime Minister was burned by Cersei, the shapeshifter's animal companion helped him find the secret passage to the Crow's Nest next door.
It was also the animal companion that monitored Kevon and the others.
As a reward, Tyrion promised to treat him to the best wine in the world.
Now, Haug had a string of wine bottles around his neck. They were all Golden Wine from the Green Pavilion Island that the dwarf found in the Crow's Nest. They were part of Grand Preceptor Pycelle's collection.
"If I kill you, who will prove my innocence to the Queen?" Tyrion laughed.
— Just like the day when he tamed the Alpine Clan in the Brightmoon Mountains, the dwarf had established a relationship with Savage Haug that was more than friendship after just ten hours of interaction.
The Alpine Clan were also savages. They were the ancestors that fled to the Brightmoon Mountains. Their customs and personality were not much different from the savages beyond the Great Wall. Tyrion was very good at and liked to deal with such simple-minded people.
"You are too cunning. I don't know if you will betray the Queen. I can't prove your innocence. I will only tell everything you said to the Dragon Queen. "
"That is exactly what I need you to do." Tyrion laughed.
"If the Queen wants to kill you, I will twist off your head without hesitation, cut off your manhood and keep it." Savage Hog mumbled.
"Uh, what do you want my penis for?" The dwarf's smile froze. He had a bad feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, shapeshifter Haug said without hesitation: "A dwarf's penis is magical. I have long wanted one to make a protective talisman."
— Timei and Shaga are still friendlier!
The muggle savages did not know Witchcraft, so they would not covet his penis.
If they traveled by sea, it would be at least two thousand kilometers from the Queen's Corner to the King's Landing. If they rode a dragon, it would be less than fourteen hundred kilometers. When they met Alaine again, it was already three o 'clock in the afternoon.
Tyrion now had the ability to sleep while riding a dragon. Without stopping, he called the Princess of Dorne and flew 500 kilometers to the Flowing Water Garden in Dorne.
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