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Chapter 884

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"What other flaws are there?" Varys said unhappily.

"The way you treat Aegon is so different from how you treat Viserys, Danny, and Lys. As long as Aegon appears, even an idiot will be suspicious," Tyrion sneered.

"What's there to be suspicious about? Viserys, Danny, and Lys are exposed to Robert, but no one knows of Aegon's existence. Isn't it natural to sacrifice them?" Varys said.

"Do you think it's natural?" Tyrion turned to Jaime.

Jaime shook his head. "I never believed that Varys could be loyal to the Targaryens. Yes, the Targaryens of Aerys' branch."

"When I first saw Aegon on the Rohn River, even if he dyed his hair and changed his identity, I immediately guessed his true identity.

Others may not be as smart as me, but once Aegon appears in front of the world, everyone will be suspicious, "Tyrion said.

"Sir Clinton and Lady Ashara both believe it," Varys argued.

"So, you think that by deceiving two honest people, you can deceive the entire world? Then if I close my eyes, will the sky turn dark?

Let me tell you the right way to do it!

Raising Aegon like that is no problem. But you have to spend some effort on Viserys, Danny, and Lys.

Fake an identity to get close to them, such as the steward of Dane. Feed them, give them clothes to wear, teach them how to be a prince or princess, and reveal some information about Aegon to them.

So what if Robert knows of Aegon's existence? The world is so big, where can he find him?

Even if you want Viserys, Danny, and Lys to be cannon fodder, they won't be suspicious. Others will think it's natural. "

Tyrion stared at the dazed Varys, his expression turning into one of mockery as he continued, "With your and Illyrio's intelligence, it would have been easy for you to fix this flaw, but you didn't do so. Illyrio even hinted to me that both red and black dragons were dragons.

Hehe, this means that you don't care about the title of 'Lei Jiazi'. You want to restore the glory of the Black Fire as soon as you take the Iron Throne.

The leader of the Golden Group must also know Aegon's true identity.

That's why I said you're stupid. You're so stupid that you think everyone is an idiot, a chess piece that can be manipulated, and there are only two fat chess players on the chessboard. "

Varys said excitedly, "But we almost succeeded. Danny Rize believed us, and Aegon proclaimed himself king. Just because of a one-in-a-million accident, we met the unreasonable Stannis."

When he mentioned Erlu's name, his face was filled with malevolence and anger. Obviously, he hated Erlu to the core.

"She believed us …" Tyrion smiled bitterly and shook his head.

"Aegon has already gone to heaven. What's the point of discussing this now? Let's continue to clean up the tunnel. "Jaime said impatiently.

With that, he raised his torch and walked forward. The other two silently followed behind him.

"In the first half of the tunnel, we stuffed a thick towel in the sheep's mouth, blindfolded them, and drove them forward. But in the second half, especially the last part near the cellar of the Red Keep, we have to avoid triggering any traps. "Jaime explained to his brother as they walked.

"Can't we continue to use the sheep to scout the way?" Tyrion asked absentmindedly.

Varys shook his head and said, "Stepping on a trap makes too much noise. Another reason is that some traps can cause cave-ins.

If the entire cave collapsed, not only would the path be blocked, but how big would the commotion be? Almost half of the castle would have felt the tremors. "

"So that's how it is." Tyrion suddenly understood. "How do you check for traps now?"

"We use a blower to blow the dust."

They kept walking forward. In just a few hundred meters, they avoided more than twenty traps, all of which were set up by Varys.

Finally, when they came to the edge of the upper cellar, their eyes lit up. There were two whale oil torches on both sides of the stone wall. The windmill whined as it turned. The air was filled with dust, and their field of vision was yellow. They could only vaguely see the figures of two children.

When they got closer, the dwarf discovered that there were three children. One of them was slightly older, about twelve years old. He was carrying a hand-cranked blower that he took from the stove in the blacksmith's shop.

The blower was connected to a yellow bamboo pole that was as thick as a wrist. The hollow bamboo pole was held in the hands of another little boy, sweeping back and forth on the ground in front of them.

Air spurted out from the bamboo pole, blowing up the dirt and dust on the ground.

The last boy crawled on the ground, his dark eyes gleaming sharply in the yellow light of the fire. Like a hawk searching for its prey, he was looking for every trace of digging on the ground.

"Almost all the trigger mechanisms of the traps are buried underground, but not too deep. They rely on a person's weight to activate them. If they are too deep, it will affect their sensitivity.

Therefore, by blowing away the dust on the surface of the dirt road, we can at least distinguish the traces of digging, "Varys explained.

"What's the detection rate?" Tyrion asked.

"Seven little birds have already died! Traps like traps and animal traps have a thick layer of soil, so it's very difficult to detect.

Fortunately, we are only worried about the collapse of the soil caused by the explosion. Those kinds of traps are triggered by wire ropes and are buried very shallow. "

Varys' eyes were sad, but there was a smile at the corner of his mouth. He looked very much like a Buddha in a temple.

"You're really ruthless!" A cold light flashed in Tyrion's eyes. He said sarcastically, "You deserve retribution. When you were young, you lost your penis. When you were middle-aged, you broke your leg. When you die, you will fall into the seven levels of hell."

"No, no, no, I will go to heaven!" Varys laughed and pulled out a small pouch embroidered with a seven-pointed star from his chest.

"The merciful and compassionate Virgin Mary saves all living beings from suffering. I am also one of the living beings and a devout believer. When the world is peaceful, I plan to join the monastery! "

Then, he pointed at the little birds in front of him who were clearing the mines. "I'm not cruel. They all have atonement scrolls.

What joy is there in life, what bitterness is there in death? Instead of suffering in this cold, dark, and hungry world, it's better to go to heaven and enjoy the sunshine and fruits. "

"This idea is not bad. Work hard. Who knows, when you go to heaven, you might even be warmly received by the Virgin Mary!" The dwarf smiled strangely and nodded in agreement.

— — If the Virgin Mary doesn't send you to hell, I'll change my surname to yours!

At this time, Jaime also found a blower and threw a pair of windproof glasses and a scarf to the dwarf. He said, "Put them on and quickly come over to help."

"The Virgin Mary is merciful. Didn't you hear what the damn eunuch said? Seven of them died! I don't want to die. "Tyrion shook his head and retreated.

"Before we came, I already said that I need your help because you have the Varys Steel Armor. If you don't check for traps, are you going to tell us jokes with your eloquence? Or, are you going to use your fingers to perform blasphemy? "Jaime sneered in annoyance.

"Can't you send in a few more little birds?" Tyrion shouted.

"Kekeke …" Varys laughed like a hen that had just laid eggs. "You just said that I'm cruel and that I'm going to hell."

The three little birds who were working in front turned their heads and stared at the dwarf with emotionless eyes.

Tyrion smiled awkwardly at them and said, "Uncle has three chirps that can perform a fight. Do you guys want to watch?"

As he said that, he walked forward and came to the edge of the safe path. He squatted down and smiled at Jaime. "My sister is right. Technology and magic are the primary productive forces."

"What?"

Jaime was at a loss. He was shocked to see the dwarf's right middle finger and index finger were like melted candles. They elongated, changed shape, and turned red. Plop. They fell to the ground and turned into two red earthworms that were 30 cm long and as thick as a little finger.

"Hiss hiss!" The earthworms raised their heads. A mouth full of tiny sharp teeth appeared on their small heads.

"Ahhh!"

When had the three little birds ever seen such a horrifying scene? They threw down the work in their hands and ran away while howling.

"Ka ~ ~ ~" Suddenly, a sound that sounded like a sugar cane breaking came from the front, followed by the painful howls of the youth.

The three little birds were frightened. Two of them ran backwards while the other one ran forward in a panic. In the end, he stepped on a minefield and was clamped on his calf by a bear trap that was as big as a basin.

The bear trap was too strong. The sharp teeth that flashed with blue light were too sharp. The child was malnourished and his calf was as weak as a stick.

"Bang!" The area below the knee was bitten off. Only a thin layer of blood and skin was left.

The dwarf was at a loss. Jaime sadly turned his head away. The fat eunuch reacted quickly. He coldly glared at the dwarf and quickly took off the short crossbow at his waist. He pulled the bowstring and shot an arrow into the eye of the youth with the broken leg.

The ear-piercing wails that reverberated in the empty stone path stopped abruptly.

"What are you doing?" The dwarf came back to his senses. He turned his head and angrily looked at Varys.

"His cries are too loud. It might attract the attention of the guards above." The fat eunuch put away the crossbow and gave a look to the other two little birds. The two youths endured their grief and walked forward to carry the corpse of their dead companion.

When they passed by Tyrion, their eyes became filled with resentment but also fear. They fearfully avoided the two red snakes lying on the ground.

Tyrion did not care about the youths' resentment. He only coldly looked at the eunuch and said, "Just go up and cover his mouth. Is there a need to kill him?"

"His leg is broken. Instead of living in torment, why not go to heaven and enjoy life?" Varys sighed.

"Your leg is also lame and you've lost your penis. Why don't you go to heaven and enjoy life?" Tyrion coldly said.

"I can't raise a disabled person. Previously, I was able to maintain the huge Little Bird all because of the king and Illyrio's sponsorship.

Now that I have no income, the price of living materials increases by the day. Little Bird that can't work will only be a burden to others. "Varys bitterly said.

"Sigh, it's also your fault. You suddenly made two strange snakes. Even I was scared. How can Little Bird not be scared?" Jaime looked at the dwarf who was missing two fingers.

"I planned to use witchcraft to investigate the trap so that you guys would commit fewer sins. Who would have thought that I would commit more sins first?" Tyrion said with a pained expression.

"You should have told us in advance." Varys sighed.

Following that, there was a long silence between the three of them. Only the whale oil torches were burning.

However, because Little Bird had stopped and left, the smoke and dust that filled the cave drifted to the ground.

A layer of dust fell on their hair and clothes, but the air became clear.

Varys lightly coughed and broke the silence. He pointed at the dragon worms lying on the ground and unconsciously writhing and asked, "These two little snakes were transformed from your fingers? How do you detect traps? "

"Do you know about dragon worms?"

Tyrion's thoughts moved and the two slender dragon worms wriggled forward. He followed them to the trap and then began to burrow into the ground …

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