Sword and Magic and Taxi

Trial by combat is simply the use of force to determine right and wrong. The two parties who have a conflict will fight in person or use agents to engage in a fight to the death. The weapons used by both parties must be decided and displayed before the contest, and the contest must be conducted in public, in full view of witnesses recognized by both parties. The outcome of a trial by combat was always considered to be attended and certified by the gods, and was even more just than the trial of a court or the ruling of a lord.

This is not the first time that the little devil has tried to use trial by combat to prove his innocence - he did this before in the Eyrie - but this is the time when he is the most confident. On the one hand, it's because he knows that he is indeed innocent, and on the other hand, he has seen Zhao Mai's force.

I don't think there is anyone in this world who can defeat you in the arena. Tyrion straightened his napkin, raised the wooden knife and fork, and carefully cut the steak in front of him. In front of him, a seven-course banquet was placed on the table, and three red wines with different flavors were available at any time. Tyrion had already dealt with the first two and was launching his attack on the honey-glazed lamb chops, one of the two main courses.

There should be no opponents among humans, but God knows what kind of enemies will pop up. I fought a White Walker Queen north of the Great Wall. Maybe there are some secrets and magic in this world that you and I don't know about.

Secrets and magic, you are the greatest. Mac, did you melt the cold White Walker Queen with your fiery spear? Tyrion winked and smiled, the mutton twirling in his cheeks. .

You know, I originally wanted to try that method. Although the ghost was very cold, it was indeed beautiful enough. She also invited me. But I still used a more secure method to deal with the enemy. The kind of method: cut it, cut it, chop it into pieces, and give her no chance of resurrection.

Wow, you're really not a knight.

I'm not originally. Zhao Mai shook his head: If I were a knight, I should let the beautiful lady bask in the sun and have a rest at the beach, instead of instructing her to go around to get this meal for you. Your fighting power against me Don’t you have any confidence? You will be free after the duel, so why do you still need to prepare a meal?

Form is important. Tyrion said: My father wanted me to die, even if he knew that I was not the murderer. You know, as long as I die, or if I threaten to die, I can let my handsome My brother changed his mind, took off the cloak of the Imperial Guard, which represented the inability to marry, and returned to the family territory to marry a wife and have children - I mean a real wife, not his twin sister. This kind of thing is very important to my father, He values ​​inheritance, form, and procedure, so this is the only thing that can hurt him.”

You can hire me to kill him with just a little effort.

Tyrion narrowed his little eyes and looked at Zhao Mai carefully. Mike, I think you are testing me. I have thought about this problem many times and hired someone to kill him. But there have always been two things that have prevented me from making this determination: First, I am afraid I can't afford to kill him. The fee required by my father; secondly, if I succeed, the degree of harm to him will be higher than his failure and higher than his death. But it doesn’t hurt to listen: How do you plan to charge for killing someone?

An unscrupulous person like me will give you a lot of money, then go to negotiate with your father, see what his offer is, and then use his offer to force you. Well, in the end, you can only sell to me completely. , nothing will be left. That’s what the devil does.”

Your idea is great, but your solution is not, because it won't work. Tyrion finished off the lamb chops and started on the buttered anise fillet. Mike, you are not a bad guy. You are not pretending to be one at all. I know a few devils, and devils are not so duplicitous.

It doesn't matter. I don't need a devil, I just need a little devil. Zhao Mai said: Oh, by the way, do you think it's better for me to kill my opponent as soon as I come up, or do it slowly and in a dramatic way.

Please be sure to wait until the official announcement of the start of the game before taking action. At that time, it is the most anticipated and the most dramatic way. However, please do not turn it into a tragedy. I am eating decapitation rice, not really to be decapitated. !”

Well, I like your pragmatism. Zhao Mai stretched out his hand, Let me meet you formally. My name is Zhao Mai.

Fuck, I knew you were testing me. You know my name, and I don't use false names to fool people all day long. Tyrion shook hands with Zhao Mai, and then picked up the knife and fork again to eat. While chewing, he asked: I have always been curious, how big a territory you have, what kind of enemies you face, and you still need to use a fake name?

The area that I really fully control is only a thousand meters. Within a thousand meters, you can simply understand that I am a god. At least I can do most of the tricks to bluff people. Zhao Mai said: But I want to leave it to you. The territory under management is huge. It cannot be compared to all of Westeros.

Then I have something to do. I suddenly feel that I agreed too readily. Ask me, am I paid, right? I didn't promise to work for you for free, and at the same time I have to find a way to solve the problem of food and drink by myself!

It's too late to say this, you have already agreed. Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and then said: But you are lucky, you don't eat much, so I don't care how much you eat. As for your other needs Well……

There were footsteps outside the cell. It was Ser Adam of the Red Keep, a wise and current man. Under Zhao Mai's gold coin offensive, he did provide a lot of convenience. It's time, it's time to head to the competition ground.

Wait a minute! Tyrion quickly drank the red wine in the glass and wiped his mouth with a napkin. How is my image like this? Am I suitable to attend a martial arts tournament?

I don't mind. Zhao Mai shrugged and curled his lips.

What do you mean you don't mind? This is very important. Tyrion stepped out on two short legs of different lengths, straightened his spine, and walked out of the dungeon with bright eyes. He climbed the steps step by step and paused for a moment in front of the sun-filled exit to let his eyes adjust to the brightness outside. They're all waiting outside to see my joke, so I don't want to go out with my hands over my eyes like I'm a rat that can't walk in the sun.

You think too much. You should only care about what you think about the people you care about and who care about you.

I only care about myself, no one cares about me, Tyrion said. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Mai: But it's not bad. At least after I study hard, someone will appreciate it.

Do you believe that if I were as short and as ugly as you, my achievements would be higher than yours now?

I believe it! Tyrion laughed, crossed the threshold and walked out.

Wait! I made a mistake just now, can you take it back? Zhao Mai chased after him.