Legend of the Dragon King of Ice and Fire

Now that he knew Cersei's plan, Bolong knew his next home immediately.

Really, following that dead eunuch, even if he died, he could die later.

Therefore, Clio, the lion's running dog, must die, and can't let him leave Dragon Stone Island alive.

But in broad daylight, Bolong didn't dare to make a mess under the eyelids of so many golden robes.

After all, although those guys are his subordinates, he is a fart compared to the Iron Throne.

Because the golden robe is a dog raised in Hongbao.

As for spending money to buy them, Bolong simply couldn't do it.

Now that the royal family owes huge debts everywhere, they have been blacklisted by the Iron Bank of Braavos. Apart from the daily extravagant expenses, their lives are tight.

Originally, Tywin Lannister was the richest lord in Westeros, but he would not take the soldiers’ food and salaries to Cersei to squander.

Therefore, the moneyless royal family is very stingy with the marginal lackeys underneath.

Having been a knight for a long time, Bolong was almost gnawing at his own capital. His salary had been deducted by the Iron Throne for nearly half a year.

Bolong looked at Creo with a look of expectation, and secretly figured out how to solve him silently.

At least you must hold Cersei so that the Queen Mother will not notice his abnormality, and hold it until she leaves Dragon Stone Island with Varys.

"Sir Creo, you see that the sun is already high, should we replenish some energy before going to King's Landing to meet the Queen Mother?"

After much deliberation, Bolong could think of the best way to get this guy drunk, and then get rid of him without knowing it.

In fact, he had already faintly smelled the **** odor of Creo. He was a mercenary who licked blood on the edge of the knife, so he was extremely sensitive to this smell.

Even if Clio's armor was completely bloodless.

To his surprise, Clio was very anxious and readily agreed.

"Then trouble Master Bolong."

At that time, he rushed out of King's Landing to find reinforcements and rushed to the Red Fort, but he was killed in blood.

There were originally more than a dozen guards following, but he escaped.

After arriving at Longshi Island, he was afraid of being seen by Bolong, so with the help of the golden robe, he replaced the blood-stained armor and put on a brand-new set of armor before daring to meet Bolong.

Seeing the golden robe lined up just a short distance away, Bolong suddenly had an illusion that if he refused Creo's request, they might hold each other.

Even if he is now the acting lord of Dragon Stone Island.

One thing drops one thing, don’t forget, Varys, who admires me, is also on Dragonstone Island.

Bolong was a little frustrated, but he was not afraid.

After all, he has already expressed his stance on the surface, Clio will not turn his face for the time being.

Under the guidance of Bolong, the deputy commander of the golden robe came to the meeting room in the Fenggulou, where the waiters were all civilian girls who were not old enough to enter the marriage hall.

These little girls are as beautiful as people in the painting, dressed in white robes and white veils, symbolizing their purity.

Under Bolong's look, Creo was surrounded by them.

Bolong entertained him warmly, provided him with these girls, provided him with food and entertainment.

The chef of Longshidao prepared Creo's exquisite honey-glazed roast lamb with a mint aroma, and served it with the Mild Liquor, which the Dothraki people were not accustomed to drinking.

If it weren't for the fear that the situation would be uncontrollable, only wild fire pots are on the table.

The maids took turns to serve Creo with wine and vegetables, and did not add to the fun with their own mouths, and asked him if he was satisfied with the service.

"You are very caring, you are all considerate and good girls."

Creo didn't drink much, and after four or five cups, his face was flushed like a monkey and his hips.

But his wine glass hasn't been put down for a long time, and he likes this atmosphere very much.

Even if he has more important things.

However, Bolong’s explanation is that going to King’s Landing is extremely empty, and if you don’t fill your stomach, you might make the Queen Mother feel unsafe at that time.

Therefore, Clio, who was fascinated by the beauty, he was willing to follow the boat.

When Cersei blamed the lack of timely support, he would tell the truth that it was Bolong's fault.

Although he found that these girls are not as pure as Bolong said, so they will confuse men, they should be trained fireworks girls.

But he didn't mind, and he needed such relief.

Because he had just escaped from the dead, the extreme consumption made him hungry, and there was a sense of urgency for the transfer of beautiful women, which made him happy to indulge in it.

After seeing him drinking almost, Bolong said apologetically: "Please forgive me for saying this. My lord looks tired. Do you need to sleep?"

Creo could only smile bitterly: "Indeed, after the King’s Landing Chaos, I slept very badly. Last night, three flat-bottomed warships caught up with us under the cover of night, and they shot rockets into my sails. The rain, throwing burning pitch on our deck, when we counterattacked, the warships quickly escaped, and the damage to me was not much."

"Those sparrows intend to block the river, just like Master Taiwen blocked the bay. I think you need to be more vigilant, Master."

This guy saw that the amount of alcohol was really not good, and he didn't drink much, but he spit out the truth.

The queen mother's messenger was attacked brazenly by a sparrow, and Bolong realized that his guess was correct.

"I will pray sincerely, maybe the seven gods can hear my request, let us go to the King's Landing waterway smoother."

Clio took a sip of his wine and said slowly: "I hope that the Earl of Taiwen and Qingting Island can return to King's Landing as soon as possible after receiving the letter from the letter to the crow ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to annihilate the rebellious party."

How could Mace Tyrell even dare to oppose the authority of the church when he couldn't even win a small Fortress?

Bologne didn’t want to listen to Creo’s continued chatter, “There will be no more bloodshed. For this reason, I will go out in person. I will go to the Baylor Chapel to talk to Queen Marguerite and the archbishop. Everyone knows that Toman loves. With them both, so I will try to reach a reconciliation between them."

"reconciliation?"

Sir Clio wanted to say that even you deserve it?

He wiped the sweat on his forehead with his velvet sleeves: "Achieving a reconciliation? Your sir, you are so brave. Our duty is to defend the Red Fort, control the situation, and prevent the situation from getting worse. Finally, we have to hold a trial. I hope Queen Margaret. I can prove my innocence."

Clio announced loudly as if possessed by a demon: "Through the trial, we will put an end to all gossips and prove to the world how innocent our dear Margaret is."

"Yes, this is a good way."

Polon said: "I only worry about whether the archbishop will torture the queen in private, as the former chairperson did."

He said so, but he didn't think so.

"When the truth is revealed, the people in the palace will know that they have a female cousin queen who specializes in blaspheming the altar of girls. I think she has any face to continue to pretend to be pure?"

Clio subconsciously stretched out his hand and swept around, and found that he hadn't caught anything.

He turned his head and took a look, only to realize that those little beauties were long gone.

Satiated with wine and food, no pleasure, Clio said with excitement: "My lord, please forgive me, we have to go to the king's side, he needs a lot of attention when such a big thing has happened!"

At this moment, an arrow that appeared abruptly hit his back and penetrated his heart.