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Tyrion was no problem to deal with Arya, a little girl who was still stinky. A few words were enough, and it was actually not that difficult to dissuade James from putting down the sword in his hand.

Tyrion had no extraordinary force, but the Seven Gods gave him an extraordinary mind and flexible mouth. Unlike Cersei's small matters that were too vicious and not decisive enough, Tyrion looked at it longer.

Or...James' determination is not actually as firm as he shows.

James didn't have much thought about Wentie's death. He was his father. That's all. He would maintain Wentie's dignity. Lannister's dignity and even avenge him, but he would never bet on his own life for it. The relationship between the father and son is not so good.

What James really couldn't leave was Cersei, but...this seemed not as unacceptable as James thought.

He and Cersei are like conjoined, with appearance, personality, everything except genders, and they are very similar. They also have a very tacit understanding. Only when they are really together can they feel complete, but nothing in the world exists forever, including this feeling.

The previous conspiracy against Tyrion has already made James question it, and Cersei's obsession and inability to let James leave, it left a gap. Nothing happened in one day, including a break.

Originally, James should have left Junlin at this time in history, but because Yi Xiao's intervention, his wrist recovered better than before, Tyrion did not escape and Wentai did not die, so James naturally did not leave either.

What's even more distorted in history is that he saw a man, or a pair of sisters, with the same blonde hair, the same fair skin, and the same beauty, just like James, he always thought he was the most handsome man. But James didn't tell anyone.

No treasure is irreplaceable, but you have not encountered that substitute.

James began to pursue the sister of the vampire sisters, the cooler one. Although this behavior was not obvious. Both Varis and Tyrion were human spirits, and they could tell at a glance, but no one could expose it.

Because Varis wanted to use the power of werewolf and vampire, he had been hiding the existence of several people so well that Cersei didn't know these things at all.

Now. She is dead, James is still alive, and what he should do is a good choice.

Watching James slowly put down the weapon in his hand, Tyrion's expression gradually calmed down, "Very good, very good." He said softly.

James' expression was a bit strange, not at all like a dead relative, very calm, as if he was a pool of cold springs. Tyrion, one of the few people who knew James the best, knew that he could see it from James' expression. This matter was endless. Maybe others could forget it, but Varis would definitely die.

Tyrion knew too well the pride that matched James's proud expression. He did not allow anyone to defile Lannister's glory. After his son became king, a bold intelligence manager wanted to kill the regicide, so he must be prepared to pay the price.

But Tyrion can't take care of that much. Tonight is definitely a bloody night. Under the stimulation of a large number of killings, people are likely to make some destructive actions, and then James may die in vain. So as long as he doesn't do anything tonight, he will make a fuss in the future, and with himself by his side, it will be safer.

"Why, Lannister's lion is also timid for a day?" However, he wished James would take action now. Then he had a reason to kill him but would not make him feel comfortable. She sneered, "Our relative died in the palace, but you didn't even have the courage to raise your sword to face your enemies."

He was very friendly to his brother who was not bad, but Tyrion was not that easy to talk to as a remnant of the hostile family like Arya. His face calmed down instantly and said in a tone that he had been lingering in the circle of powerful people all year round, "Some people died in the palace, but some people did not even have the qualifications to die in the palace, for example... the guillotine outside the palace is his final destination."

This sentence implied that Ed Stark was beheaded instantly stimulated Arya. She recalled that she was hiding behind the stone sculpture and looked at her father tremblingly, and her wailing as his head landed. Arya's eyes were immediately filled with scarlet bloodshots, and her fangs were also pointed.

Seeing Arya's appearance, Tyrion also felt a little regretful. After all, she was facing a little girl, but she didn't have the cunning of those old foxes and could not withstand the stimulation. More importantly, this little girl was very powerful. James probably wasn't her opponent. Her brothers were killed here by her abnormality, so there was no place to cry.

However, James, who was standing by, spoke lightly at this time, "You are not my enemy, I am yours." As soon as he spoke, he attracted the attention of the two presents.

"My real enemy is the werewolf covered in blood in the palace, and their lord Varis. You are just one of them. Although you are a very high-ranking member, you are not my enemy."

"It is extremely unreasonable and idiotic to hate a race because a few werewolfs hate it." James said lightly.

Arya was stunned and looked at James in extreme surprise, as if he had known him on the first day. Tyrion next to him breathed a sigh of relief. After saying this, James completely calmed down.

Tyrion is not surprised that James has such an understanding. James is not an idiot. Can an idiot become the leader of the Royal Guard? Can an idiot become the number one swordsman in the king's land? That means that he has already recorded his hatred in his heart.

Neither of the conversation was behind Arya's back, because it was unnecessary. In addition to being the open leader of the werewolf and werewolf organizations, Varis was also the intelligence chief.

After his little birds were converted into werewolf and vampires, Varis' intelligence network was even more omnipresent. The conversation between the two of them tonight might turn into parchment and deliver it to his hands the next day. It is meaningless to conceal it, and more importantly, Varis has Jamie's support, and so is Tyrion.

Who would have thought that Jamie, who had been in the world of witches for more than half a year, would be a loyal fan of the Song of Ice and Fire, or Tyrion's loyal fan. After he woke up the next day on the full moon night, the first thing he did was to find Tyrion and ask for an autograph.

This is not Petdinlaki's signature, but Tyrion Lannister's.

It is precisely because of this relationship that Varis dare not touch Tyrion easily. Otherwise, no matter how close the two of them have in private, once Tyrion hinders Varis, he will get rid of him mercilessly. Wentte and Cersei don't know how good Tyrion and Yi Xiao are. Varis knows that the wizard has only met Tyrion a few times.

By the way, James and Cara have a good relationship, after all, they are very handsome and famous. Even if Cara does not give a clear response to James' suggestive pursuit, it is impossible to say that she doesn't care at all. Otherwise, why did Arya bear to wait for James to take action first? Facing the Hathaway sisters who gave her vampire power, Arya dare not easily go against it.

Just as the atmosphere in the room gradually eased, a loud noise suddenly came from outside, as if some heavy object weighing thousands of pounds fell to the ground, deafening.

"What's going on?" Tyrion muttered like a curse, and ran outside the door with his short legs and feet.

"It's the direction of the Castle Palace." James followed behind him, looked out and said.

The discussion between the two was not over yet. I saw that at the highest point where the palace was located, several rays of light as bright as daylight appeared suddenly, intertwined, illuminating the castle like daytime. At the center of the light, there seemed to be a vague presence of a figure.

"What are you doing?" Tyrion's curse was interrupted by Arya who had walked over silently, "It's started." She said with a little fanatical voice.

What to start? James and Tyrion frowned at the same time, asking questions all over the head, but were interrupted by a sound from afar.

"Listen to me! My people!" The voice was floating, coming from the palace's location. Although the distance was very far, it was very clear. At first glance, it seemed a little familiar, "Listen to me, listen to me, listen to me, listen to my teachings."

...

Varis stood quietly on the platform of King's Landing Castle, his hands slightly spreading, as if he wanted to hug something. He didn't know why he was doing this, but this was what Jamie told him that he had to do it.

At this time, Varis was no longer the image of the fat and good-looking man he used to be. His upper body was covered with strong and powerful muscles, and his lower body was wearing a pair of apron-like trousers, and half of his equally powerful calves exposed. His bald head was still shiny, but his whole body looked extremely serious, even terrifying and awe-inspiring.

This is a balcony of King's Landing Castle, facing most of the King's Landing City, at the top of the Palace Square and the highest point of the entire city. I don't know what it was for building this place. Anyway, Varis' memory has never seen any kings use it. I really don't know how those people discovered it.

There were dense crowds of people under the platform, covered in darkness, covered with raised heads and somewhat blurred faces. The civilians and powerful people nearby were driven here, and more people were dragged out from home by soldiers in the distance.

On some relatively low platforms and roofs around, there were also densely squatting werewolf monsters of extraordinarily large size. Under the moonlight, they looked like terrible evil spirits from hell, making the crowd below silent, and did not dare to make rash or make noises at all.

The huge shadow fell into the crowd below, causing them to tremble continuously. Some people may have known what kind of terrible monster this was through the previous massacre, and some people may still not understand it at all, but it doesn't matter. After tonight, there will be no humans who don't know them.

Varis looked quietly at the crowd below. The height of dozens of meters did not cause any dizziness to the werewolf constitution. Looking down at everything below, he seemed to suddenly feel that he had become a god who could control all the things, so strong and irresistible. The first time Varis's eyes appeared in his calm eyes, which was a kind of fanaticism.

Looking at the crowd, he said calmly, "There are many people who don't know me, and they don't know who I am. It doesn't matter, because from tonight, you only need to remember one thing, I... are your new king!"

"Your king!"

"Is this scene a bit familiar?" Unlike the silent crowd outside who was shocked by Varis's speech, in the back of the platform, in the corner of the palace, Karajemi and Carol gathered together and muttered.

"Of course it's very familiar." Jamie rolled her eyes and said with some confusion, "I restored it according to the scene in the movie Sparta, although... it's night now."

"But at least we are people living in the 21st century. We are not easy to get when dealing with a group of medieval guys and creating light sources and atmospheres."

"Although there are no muscles and red shorts, the werewolf's muscles are absolutely explosive enough. If the three hundred werewolf defenders of the hot spring level, they can definitely kill the opponent. Moreover, you two are much more beautiful than Eva. If you want me to tell me, there is absolutely no problem for you to go to Hollywood to develop."

"Actually, I wanted to restore the Star Wars at the beginning, but we don't have spaceships after all, so there's nothing we can do. It would be great if that wizard was here, and the wizards are always a little weird..."

Jamie seemed to have some kind of talkative attribute, which was not at all consistent with his cruel and ruthless werewolf identity. Sister Hathaway obviously didn't want to listen to his nagging, so he quickly interrupted him, "Okay, stop, no one here wants to hear your opinion on the movie."

After making an obvious expression, Jamie closed her mouth. Carol, who was beside her, couldn't help rolling her eyes. Before she became vampires, the two sisters were the type that no one wanted. They said that going to Hollywood to develop, wouldn't they put electronic scales on the fat man's feet?

"The way to actually restore the superhero is also good." Jamie next to him suddenly said again, "For example, Magneto's appearance is absolutely cool."

"Enough!" The sisters Carla and Carol roared in unison, then glared at Jamie. Under the angry eyes of the two, he could only retreat step by step.

However, Jamie just said that reminded the two of them, that is, not only them in this world, but also an almost unknown wizard, what will he react to what they do.

"You guys say...what would happen if that wizard knew about our king's land?" Finally, Kara couldn't help it first and then asked.

Carol on the side didn't say anything. Jamie shrugged after thinking about it, "What else can I do? I'll tell you that he won't do anything."

"Why?" Carol asked back.

"Didn't he say that?" Jamie took it for granted. "He won't interfere with our mission."

"I also said you are not stupid at all." Carol next to him rolled his eyes again and curled his lips and said with a slut. (To be continued.)
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