King of The Wall

2022-01-12

Chapter 703 One More Choice (Part 2)

“Apart from admiration, there is no idea.” The other party The usual image of Harry calmed down. Of course he couldn’t say that oneself was ready to kidnap Prince and run away, so he made up a sentence half true half false, “There are some differences within our army, everyone is going on some… A friendly discussion. But in any case, within three days, you will definitely get all the results you want. It is the Prime Minister who has worked hard to run this several dozen li personally to meet me, the leader of a small mercenary group, I don’t know. Why?”

“Provide a deal to give Your Excellency an extra one – an option that can reduce losses.”

The person impersonating Igor is his bodyguard, Vice Captain Lyon, as one of the confidants who was chosen as a confidant when he was in King’s Landing, although he could not possibly act in a majestic and imposing manner, he still memorized the lines written by his commander.

Lion looked at both sides: “Let’s back off, how about a one-on-one talk?”

So mysterious?
Harry Strickland’s heart moved slightly, years of life experience made him realize: this is probably not a good thing to talk about.

And the rewards for doing bad things are generally quite generous!

Before the Captain-General of the Golden Company could grasp the flash of light in his consciousness and analyze it, Leon had already waved his hands left and right to show his sincerity, so his side included Red The remaining nine followers, including Woman, took a step back, making a gesture of giving them a private conversation.

Harry suddenly found that Igor was several meters away from the nearest guard at this moment. Oneself was caught off guard by a… good opportunity to assassinate him.

After shaking his heart for half a second, memory and reason poured cold water on him.

Oneself is really floating.

Different from oneself, who came from a financial background, the Hand of the Queen in front of him was a serious Night’s Watch Ranger. Even if the rumors that he had killed Others were made up, when King’s Landing was a logistics officer, he was chased by his enemy assassin, and he killed a few people in the first shot, but it was officially recognized.

Can oneself beat him without mentioning it, and even if he shoots, Red Woman will stand by and watch? Can the Queen who rides the dragon let go of oneself after he succeeds? Even oneself’s employers and “allies” would probably only despise oneself for doing unnecessary things.

Harry quickly put away his wild thoughts, suppressed the contempt and carelessness caused by the weak aura of the other party, and also waved to the nine mercenaries brought by oneself to signal not to follow, and walked in parallel with Igor for a few minutes. Step away from the crowd.

“Let me straight to the point.” Leon raised his chin with his hands behind his back, and said in a low but clear voice, “Jon Connington is definitely a man, but the Prince Aegon he is helping is real. How is sex, but there is no evidence to prove it. Queen Your Majesty does not believe that he is oneself’s nephew, but she never wants to bear the name of Kinslayer, so she can only announce his pardon, but ask him to put on black clothed to give up Inheritance.”

Harry nods, and immediately guesses what Igor means by “one more choice”.

“So what?” Guessing, but he understands: the nature of this kind of thing, no one can be wise to talk about it.

“Black clothed is just a layer of cloth, and it cannot stop people from coveting kingship. As long as Prince Aegon is alive, he will always be a threat to Your Majesty.” As one of Igor’s personal bodyguards and lieutenants, Leon The size is also an official. As the conversation gradually deepened, the words of his fake prime minister also became calm and smooth as he grasped the rhythm, “Queen needs someone to do some dirty work for her, the best thing is – someone who has not yet invested in her command. .”

Queen needs white gloves?

Harry was completely relieved, he believed this statement, because it was so plausible that it matched his impression of the Westeros, aristocrats and nobles who valued power above all else.

“So, the guy who did the dirty work for Your Majesty…” was obviously oneself. “What’s in it?”

Lion looked meaningfully at Harry. Glancing at it—an action he oneself had added to the performance, he smiled and took out a thin piece of paper and opened it to show the Captain-General of the Golden Company: “This is the map of Stormlands, this black spot It’s Storm’s End. It used to be the property of House Baratheon, but now the stags are extinct… and Your Majesty has no plans to revive the House Baratheon.”

Stormlands?
Harry was stunned, but he still didn’t ignore the trap in the other party’s words: “Apart from the castle, how big is the attached territory?”

Leon extended the hand and found that the index finger was too thick, so he was quite The girl put on her little finger and used her fingertips to swim across the map: “Within the dotted line.”

Harry frowned suddenly: “House Baratheon’s territory is probably far more than that!”

“Nonsense, but does ‘that person’ think: Killing one person for the Queen will pay off the crime and inherit all the wealth and power of the Duke of the Stormlands?” Leon Po has several points of imposing manner Coldly snorted, “There are only so many rewards for doing this well. If you want more, you have to earn more military merit in the expedition to the Free Cities in exchange for it!”

Picture The size of the territory within the upper dashed line is equivalent to an Earldom, which is still a smaller category, but it is so, it has far exceeded Harry Strickland’s expectations.

Selling Prince Aegon to Free Cities, the slave-masters won’t give him a castle and a large piece of land.

But Harry still wanted to fight for the greater good.

“This…it’s a bit difficult to do.”

“It’s hard to do? Then don’t do it.” Lord Commander is really predictable and has long been greedy for mercenaries Leon, who had a plan to deal with price hikes, not even think, simply put away the map neatly, his tone instantly cold, “Some people want to enter Storm’s End, but it’s you, head of the regiment, there is no good way out, how do you want to get out of here? How about withdrawing from a war?”

This guy doesn’t have the imposing manner that is rumored, but the level of difficulty is not exaggerated at all.

Harry grumbled inwardly, but still dared to fight back: “There are people who want to enter Storm’s End, but with the careful guards of the Golden Corps, I can guarantee that none of these people will get it. Across the sea, those slave-masters can’t wait to have a Targaryen to support the Queen, if Prince Aegon escapes from Oldtown to Essos, will you have a headache, Mr. Prime Minister?”

Lyon’s court servant The Soldier’s eyes narrowed – he’d never forget how terrifying his Lord Commander was when he made that look at someone who made a mistake, even if the person receiving the gaze wasn’t oneself.

He wants oneself to have a tenth of that imposing manner at the moment.

“I have no doubts about the ability of the Golden Corps to guard someone. If you were driving non-stop towards Oldtown with Prince Aegon this morning, it might be possible.” Lyon was expressionless. He stated the facts, “However, you have been delayed for a day, and the Raven and the messengers sent by the Queen can be rushing to Oldtown without stopping. On the condition and coercion of preserving the title, territory and wealth, I ordered Lord Hightower to close the city gate and rectify it. Armed and emptied of ships in Oldtown harbor. No shelter for Prince Aegon or aid in his escape, guess what, does he think Oldtown’s city wall can hold a cannon, over a hundred thousand army, or will he obey?”

After a few seconds of tough confrontation, Harry couldn’t hold back first, with a flattering smile on his face: “Prime Minister, you misunderstood, I said ‘this is a bit difficult’, just thinking of Your How does Majesty want things to end. Do I just let Prince Aegon and Jon Connington disappear, or…”

“I led the chase and he disappeared because I couldn’t catch up?” Lyon relaxed , Igor didn’t prepare him a plan for Harry’s hard-lipped situation, “As soon as the Queen’s peace agreement comes out, the Golden Corps mercenaries who have not been included in the resettlement plan will definitely be dissatisfied and ask Prince Aegon and his right-hand man to make compensation. A riot when a reasonable request is denied, a mercenary attacking the headquarters in anger in the chaos, and killing the false king and some Reach nobles they once supported to vent their anger – isn’t this very reasonable? As long as you are the head of the regiment Take control of the scene in time, dispose of the murderer and protect Prince’s body, and bring it back to the Queen to plead guilty… Your Majesty is kind and generous, pardoning your sins and giving you a little reward for your respect for the remains of her blood relatives, isn’t it such is human nature?”

It’s not difficult at all, and the process is really reasonable and feasible.

Harry nods, but an unpleasant thought pops into his head at this moment.

The Golden Corps are loyal to Aegon, but there is nothing in the peace agreement about their placement, which is obviously the intention of the person in front of them. And there are obvious traces of psychological pressure to get him into trouble and have to accept this dirty deal.

“What if the Queen regrets it later and even kills me? I need something to dispel this doubt!”

“A reasonable request, Your Majesty has thought of it I’m done.”

Lion pulled out a second item and handed it to Harry Strickland.

That’s also a rolled up paper, but it’s obviously more formal than the previous one: it’s not cheap fiber-planted paper, it’s thickened and gold-plated and has a scroll—a bit of a low-end decree feeling.

He opened it to read, the content was written in Common Language, and of course it didn’t contain such bad details as hired murder, but it was clear that oneself (Harry Strickland) had obtained it today (date, date and year are correct). He received the Queen’s pardon and swore allegiance to her, thus obtaining Storm’s End as a territory. With this time node as evidence, he can jump up at any time when he is about to flip the table, accusing the Queen of instigating oneself to replace the murderer kin.

Beneath the text are two clear seals – Queen and Hand of the Queen jointly endorsing the validity of this document.

“I’m afraid you’re still worried that this is fake, I’ll give you another reassurance.”

Harry lifted the head from the pardon book and found that the black clothed Prime Minister did not know where to go. He took out another small can of ink pad and stuck his thumb in it.

“Lord Mace Tyrell has to survive, besides, after receiving Storm’s End, you will destroy this document in my presence, until then, I believe it will give you enough sense of security. “

After saying that, in front of him, “Igor” put a handprint at the bottom of the forgiveness book.

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(end of this chapter)