Chapter 357: Winter is coming (2)

Bolon laughed again when he heard it. After a while, he calmed his smile and pulled the topic back. "I don't understand the meaning of what you do."
The sound of empty footsteps echoed in the corridor of the King's Landing Castle, and Polon's sword beat on the leg guards and made a clear collision sound. "Master Duke cannot ignore the news of the dragon. I am afraid that the next day this happened, he would have understood."
"You are deceiving yourself and denying the existence of dragons, and you probably know the origins of these dragons better than we are."
"I know." Tyrion's face squeezed a strange expression. "Father doesn't like dragons. Of course he doesn't like dragons. That would make him think of the little threatening Tangerian daughter who is far from another continent ."
"Like the old king, they are very afraid of anyone in Targaryen. They are afraid that they will run under their own after crossing the Iron Throne."
Tyrion sneered. "So my father will selectively ignore the news and even suppress it because it is unstable for the family's rule."
"This is self-deception, and I just helped him."
Polon remained silent on the side. He did not believe that Tyrion would have helped Wen Tai so well. The relationship between the two has already reached a freezing point, although it can be said that it has never heated up.
Sure enough, Tyrion's face always had a bad smile on his face, ⊕↑, w≈ww. "But that person is not the same as the nobility in the south. When the father finally finds out the truth, that scene must be very interesting……"
Polon still didn't speak. Tyrion never concealed the wizard's intention to start a war, but they never believed it.
After all, that wizard is very powerful. It's just a person. He may have assassinated the king. It even killed people in the entire castle of King's Landing, but the war ultimately depended on the army.
He did not have an army, so Polon had always remained suspicious.
A series of circular arches flashed around, and Tyrion came to a remote corner of the castle, where there were some uninteresting rooms.
"I'm going to see a disobedient little cat, do you want to follow?" Tyrion stood outside the door, lowering his voice.
"I thought." Polon shrugged. "But you may not be happy."
After whispering back. Pollon gradually left in the other direction, and Tyrion's gloomy eyes kept watching him until Polon disappeared and he murmured a few words, placing his hand on the bolt.
It wasn't his prisoner or his prostitute, but it wasn't his lover, it was just a thing belonging to him.
What quickly got rid of with the tacit consent of Duke Wentai...
"Every time I see him, the hatred against him is deepened a bit, why I was left alone by the child he killed. But he can live alive in this world."
Cersei walked beside James with a small step, the distance between the two kept close. It looks like a sister with a very good relationship.
The cold breath permeated Cersei, and her face was covered with frost. Although Tyrion’s killing of Joffrey may be false, Cersei’s hatred for Tirion was real.
"He is innocent, not that he killed Joffrey." James was helpless and whispered to Cersei, "under the witness of the gods, he has proven his innocence."
It’s not that James is thin and cold. He is not a contradictory assembly. His concern for Tyrion seems to be that James still values ​​family relations. Although he has many shortcomings, this aspect is indeed much stronger than Cersei.
The hatred of Tyrion has blinded Cersei, and he is not even willing to pursue the real murderer who killed his son. It is more like using this as a reason to kill Tyrion.
"Is that stupid silly big man's trial?" Cersei's good face showed a hint of sneer mixed with sarcasm. The body of the magic mountain was already cold, so Cersei now cleared the pot without hesitation. .
"You know." Cersei set her gaze on James. "You know what I mean, you understand what I want."
Cersei made no secret of Tyrion’s hatred. Perhaps it was not so strong at first, but with so many years and so many things happening, hatred has already become real, even stronger.
"I know." James shook his head. "So that's how things are now."
"Don't think about moving Tyrion." James slowed his tone and comforted his gunner gently. "Father won't let you do that."
The sneer on Cersei’s face deepened again by hearing James’ words,
Because he felt his life was threatened? Or was hostility against that wizard put the family at a disadvantage.

"He just wanted to use Tyrion to win over the wizard. Tyrion is still Tyrion. His essence will never become important."
Cersei squeezed James’ right hand that could change shape, just like squeezing a bouncy ball, "Maybe Tyrion will die someday, but I won’t do it anyway, it’s more likely that those who peep at us Nobleman."...
Cersei’s hatred of Tyrion has a long history, just like the family relationship that is entangled in the Westeros continent. At the same time, the dragon girl is developing a violent soldier on another distant continent, and Stannis has not given up on the The peep of the Iron Throne.
Similarly, Tony did not despair of his own life, still struggling with the world around him.
"Energy decline ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Now only 40% of the remaining energy can be activated." Artificial intelligence Jarvis reminded with a built-in voice.
"Go on," Tony said to his intelligent companion, carefully avoiding a blue-yellow band of light. This band of light is very sticky and obviously belongs to photons but can affect the physical level.
More black stripes float around, these turbulences will absorb energy, all the energy.
Tony sighed, looking at the world that still seemed like a kaleidoscope without direction, and could only continue to urge his steel armor.
"I want to eat a donut... Jarvis..."...
"Perhaps we can rush to the other side of the river in Yanchang town before the next dark, hoping that they will also have a ferry at night." Yi Chou wobbled on the flying horse, followed by Winnie.
Diger has disappeared, and there is a small piece of forest behind the two. It is like the earth is missing a piece, just like the wrong operation of the sandbox game.
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