"That's enough! Why didn't you kill Petyr Berish when he was the one who poisoned Sansa?

Although he had always known in his heart that a young, beautiful, and noble-born lady like Sansa would never fall in love with him, and would willingly spend his life with this deformed dwarf.

But for some reason, when I learned that the other party had an intimate relationship with another man, I couldn't help but feel a strong sense of anger and humiliation.

Zhang Cheng smiled disappreciatively and shrugged his shoulders: "Why do I have to kill him? You must know that the real mastermind behind the scenes is Varys, and Littlefinger is just being used." What's more, Sansa is not my wife, and if it were Eli, I guarantee that he will die in great pain. Remember, my friend, for people like you and me, being a wife means not just love, marriage, family, and alliances between families, but also face and dignity. If your dignity is trampled on without responding, don't expect to be respected again. As I have mentioned before, dignity is earned by blood and death, not by charity. ”

There is no doubt that for the little devil who was born with a disability, all the efforts put in are just to gain the respect and recognition of the people around him.

In order to retain this hard-won respect, he even rushed into the battlefield with his own weapon, fighting an enemy who was nearly twice as tall as himself, and almost lost his life.

As soon as he thought back to his life before becoming the former Prime Minister, Tyrion felt a flame burning in his chest, and it took him several minutes to calm down, and he took a deep breath and asked, "Why? Why do you want to borrow my hand to get rid of Berish?"

As a person who likes to read and think, he is not as impulsive as most nobles, and after a slight turn of his brain, he quickly found that from just now, the young man in front of him was consciously guiding the topic, and making himself angry through the stimulation of language.

"Hehe, my friend, you've asked too much why today. But for the sake of the happy cooperation more than a month ago, I will reluctantly explain it.

First of all, I didn't expect you to get rid of Littlefinger, I just wanted you to teach him a little lesson. Because you are not strictly on the same level at all, Berish wants you to be much smarter and more cunning.

Second, you are slowly being pushed out of the center of power. As an ally, I don't want to one day socialize with the stupid and short-sighted Cersei, so I'm going to help you out. At least you have a good reason to vent the anger in your heart right now, don't you?

Finally, and most importantly, tell Lord Tywin on my behalf that he must have a clear idea of the power I possess before he comes and talks to me about the terms himself. ”

As the last word fell, Zhang Cheng immediately turned around and waved his hand out the window.

Before the little devil could react to what was happening, a gust of wind rushed in in an instant, overturning the tables and chairs, wine bottles, and wine glasses placed in the corner, and he himself was blown back again and again.

The originally clear sky was suddenly enveloped in huge shadows, followed by a violent crash of the solid rock walls, and the whole room trembled, and a large amount of dust and sand fell from the roof.

When he regained his balance, he noticed a violet vertical pupil peering through the window.

Shock!

Agitated!

Astonished!

Shake!

Seeing the legendary dragon with his own eyes, Tyrion couldn't describe his emotions at the moment, and he forgot to run away, just standing there dumbfounded.

In the same way, Joffrey stopped practicing fire magic, went straight to the window, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the dragon's increasingly hard and thick scales, and asked with a feverish expression, "Count Mason, this is your dragon?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. Allow me to introduce you to Kulo Kirba, a newborn little one. Trust me, you'll love it. Zhang Cheng pursed the corners of his mouth and replied meaningfully.

"Of course! Who doesn't love a strong and deadly dragon! I finally understand why you keep emphasizing that the rule of the Targaryen dynasty is based on absolute control over the dragon. With such a monster, what is the point of the army's existence? it can bathe all the bastards who are disrespectful to the king in a scorching flame at the slightest command. Joffrey spread his arms, his eyes shining with cruelty and madness.

The idiot was completely unaware that the reason why Kulo Kirba didn't spew out flames to burn him was entirely due to the orders of his master, who needed to disguise himself as submissive, lower the vigilance of the Lannisters and Tyrrell, and then see them as a force that could be manipulated.

Only in this way can the Game of Thrones continue to be played, instead of directly overturning the table and declaring itself the only winner with the naked power.

Appreciating the awe and fear in the eyes of the guards around him, Zhang Cheng quietly came to the little devil's side, and said in a low voice: "Dear Tyrion, please make a good record of this scene and convey it to Duke Tywin as it is." Keep in mind that my patience is limited, and the Lannisters had better make a deal that satisfies me before sunset, otherwise I can't guarantee that the secret agreement will still work. ”

"Secret agreement?" Tyrion came back to his senses, looking puzzled.

"Why, didn't your father tell you? Or did he not think of you as a member of the family at all? If I were you, I would quickly find out the truth, knowing that it is not pleasant to be kicked out every time. With that, Zhang Cheng jumped out onto the dragon's back and walked away under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Almost half of the city could clearly see Kulo Kirba's massive body and its violet-colored scales.

With an undisguised roar, it announced to the inhabitants of King's Landing that the dragon, which had been extinct for a long time, had returned.

It's not rumors from the other side of the sea that I don't know if it's true or not, and it's not a pet-like little thing in the late Targaryen Dynasty, but a terrifying beast that has the ability to destroy an army in an instant.

All of a sudden, a large number of ravens were released from all corners of the city, carrying red mud seals that symbolized the most urgent information, and flew towards the castles of the nobles.

Even the stupidest idiots realize that a new era is about to arrive......