Sword and Magic and Taxi

"The King" Joffrey Baratheon is an annoying guy. It can be said that he has no characteristics that are conducive to ruling the country except for being able to wear the king's clothes. How he died and who killed him has no effect on Zhao Mai. Tyrion Lannister is completely different.

"He is very clever, and he is the kind of cleverness that can distract and use methods." Zhao Mai introduced to Dojian as he drove: "He studies politics and people's minds. If you want to calculate math problems, he is definitely not as good as me. "

"Do you want him to join in?" Dojian asked.

"I'm not smart, I know this very well, so I have to find ways to improve it. Usually, there are food reserves and small flowers to help me look around, and I have you to help. I will leave the matter to you, you I can handle it very well, but I still need someone to help me guard against conspiracies and calculate people's hearts. In Artas, the strength of power is more important, and the existence of psionic powers weakens the power of conspiracy. Tyrion can be in this regard Assist you."

"If he has good abilities and is loyal to you, it would be nice for me to return to you to be a maid." Dojian said, "What I want most is to be the chief templar. But you don't seem to need a guard, you ’S combat effectiveness has surpassed me too much."

"The Witch King Karak is also very strong, but he also needs a Templar. Besides, don't you worry about food reserves and small flowers?"

"The dog is very clever, but Xiao Hua needs care." Duojian held Xiao Hua in his arms and gently rubbed her hair. "You also like the feeling of being cared for, don't you?"

"Actually, I'm pretty good, but I don't need me at ordinary times." Xiaohua smiled sweetly: "It would be good if you take care of it." "Wang!"

"Fortunately, I can take care of it!" Zhao Mai looked at the navigation, and began to lower the car, and changed it to the shape of a carriage on the ground, moving towards the west gate of Junlin City. This is the capital of Westeros, and the power of the territory is no worse than the Great Wall of Despair. It's just that the power of the Great Wall of Impasse focuses on defense and blocking, and the power here is used to rule.

Stannis's army jumped out of the neck and took the Twin River City by surprise. Wald Frey left a group of children and grandchildren, and fled to Junlin City with some more clever and good at escape. Junlin City seemed a bit nervous, but considering that Stannis had failed once under Junlin City, it was far from causing panic. The west gate is still open, and there are endless carriages for food.

Everyone quickly avoided Zhao Mai's carriage. Under the influence of psychic power spells, Zhao Mai's car gave people a gloomy feeling. The four black horses pulling the cart imitated the image of the ring spirit mount, and the carriage behind it was in Gothic style, with sharp edges and corners, as if arriving at school impetuously. The whole car is made of stainless steel, and the whole body is black.

Zhao Mai’s "family crest" is outlined in purple, white and gold on the carriage. There is a white sacred tree of Vera on the purple soil, which bears golden springworm head-shaped fruits, which looks dangerous. The most amazing thing is that there is no coachman in the car. With only four horses, he came to the city gate very obediently and well-behaved.

Zhao Mai opened the car window, threw a gold coin over, and psychic powers released a "favorite." He waved his hand gently: "You come and help me."

"I'm willing to work for adults." The sentry who got the gold coin used his teeth to test the fineness of the gold coin, and then hurriedly answered.

"How about you take me to prison? I want to meet Tyrion Lannister, who is known as the little devil."

"I took the adults to the jail. The little devil was held in the dungeon of the Red Fort. Please go here." The sentry left his job, jumped into the car, and took the initiative to sit in the coachman's position.

Relying on the gold coins made from material alchemy and the persuasive power of psychic powers, the car stopped firmly at the gate of the Red Fort. For Zhao Mai now, King's Landing is useless. Even if this is the core of King's Landing City, the king's residence, a huge castle built on a mountain that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is said that the red city wall was dyed with the blood of the enemy, and this Zhao Mai couldn't study it. However, below the King’s Castle, the dungeon is always filled with the darkness of conspiracy, this is certain.

As the journey went smoothly, Zhao Mai opened the door of the dungeon. "Killer, I will bite your nose and make you ugly forever; I will bite your crotch and make you laugh forever in front of women! My movements are fast, and you can't even lower your head before I can finish these tasks. !"

"What should you do if you are a female killer?" Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and a long-lost light appeared in the dungeon. Tyrion blocked the light with his hand, squinted hard, and finally saw who was coming.

"Mike? I thought it was the killer sent by my sister? Wait, you weren't the killer sent by her?"

"No. I haven't met your sister. She is said to be very beautiful?"

"Yes, very beautiful, a beautiful poisonous scorpion. It should be said to be beautiful and stupid, the kind that many men like." Tyrion was wearing a tattered prison uniform, his hair was dirty and messy, and his face The hands are all black. In this large cell, there is only a straw mat spread on dry dung, a thin quilt and a huge toilet that is large enough to provide the jailer with the reason that he needs to pour it once in half a month.

"Tell me you brought food with you." Tyrion walked over and reached out to take out Zhao Mai's pocket. Zhao Mai turned to him, neither hiding nor avoiding. But there is nothing in his pocket.

"As the former prime minister, your current situation is worrying. And this new scar on your face is really deep enough. I thought you couldn't be more ugly. But obviously, I underestimated your potential." Zhao Mai sat on the floor, flipping his wrist and took out a roast chicken. The cooking method of the Stark family in the north.

Tyrion was not in the mood to savor it, and he ate it. After three mouthfuls, he raised his head and said, "You don't happen to have a bar that can rush your throat?"

"No. I came directly from Winterfell, they didn't have any new wines, and I didn't stop on the road. In case I'm late and you get beheaded by a click, that would be bad." Zhao Mai said: "Tyrion, I need you, come with me."

"Unexpected solicitation," Tyrion put down the roast chicken and asked, "What do you need me to do?"

"In normal times, I control everything~www.NovelMTL.com~ mainly to prevent me from being calculated, and to help me calculate others. However, the work of calculating others is relatively less. As long as you can analyze who is harming me, I will He can be beaten to death, maybe that's it." Zhao Mai looked at Tyrion and felt a little funny: "You are all locked up in death jail, just follow me. Do you still care about what work you do?"

"I'm small, so I'm so small-minded." Tyrion asked again, "What is my reward?"

"I haven't thought about this. I guess I can almost do it except to make you handsome. I can teach you magic, or find someone to teach you magic, and I can give you a dragon. It's not very difficult. ."

"Magic and dragon? It's hard to refuse." Tyrion said, "I can work for you, but there is one condition: You must prove that I am innocent."

"If you ask for a trial by martial arts, I will be your acting knight." Zhao Mai said with a smile: "Even if they release a dragon, I can win."

"It's her, not them." Tyrion stretched out a greasy little hand: "Deal."

"Deal."