Sword and Magic and Taxi

To put it simply, a trial by force is the use of force to determine right or wrong. The conflicting parties will go off the court in person or use an agent to engage in an endless duel. The weapons used by both parties must be decided and displayed before the contest. The contest must be conducted in public and under the full view of the witnesses approved by both parties. The result of the martial arts trial is always considered to be concerned and proved by the gods, even more fair than the court’s trial and the lord’s ruling.

This is not the first time the little devil has tried to prove his innocence by means of a trial of martial arts—he played like this in Eagle's Nest—but it was his most confident time. On the one hand, he knew that he was indeed innocent; on the other hand, he had seen Zhao Mai's force.

"I don't think there is anyone in this world who can defeat you in the arena." Tyrion adjusted his napkin, raised a wooden knife and fork, and carefully cut the steak in front of him. In front of him, there was a banquet consisting of seven dishes on the table, and three red wines with different flavors were readily available. Tyrion has solved the first two and is attacking the honey lamb chops, one of the two main courses.

"There should be no opponents among human beings, but God knows what kind of enemies will emerge. I fought a ghost queen on the north side of the Great Wall of Extremis. Maybe there are some secrets and magics in this world that you and I don't know."

"Secret and magic, you are the biggest one. Mike, did you melt the cold ghost queen with your fiery spear?" Tyrion winked and smiled, the lamb turning around on his cheek .

"You know, I wanted to try that method too. Although the strange ghost is very cold, but it is beautiful enough, she also invited me to come. But I still used a more secure method to deal with the enemy The kind of method: cut it, cut it, chop it up, and don’t give her any chance of resurrection."

"Wow, you are not a knight."

"I wasn't originally." Zhao Mai shook his head: "If I were a knight, I should let the beautiful lady basking in the sun and rest, instead of instructing her to give you this meal everywhere. Your fighting power against me Don’t you have confidence. You will be free after the duel. Why do you have to prepare any decapitation meal?"

"Form is important." Tyrion said, "My father wants me to die, even if he knows that I am not a murderer. You know, as long as I die, or threaten me to die, he can make me handsome The brother changed his mind, took off the cloak of the Imperial Front Iron Guard, who was unable to marry, and returned to the family territory to marry a wife and have children—I mean the real wife, not his twin sister. This kind of thing is very important to my father, He values ​​inheritance, form, and procedures, so only this can hurt him."

"You can hire me to kill him, do nothing."

Tyrion narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhao Mai carefully. "Mike, I think you are testing me. I have thought about this problem many times and hired someone to kill him. But there have been two things that kept me from making this determination: First, I'm afraid I can't afford to kill him. The expenses my father needs; secondly, if I succeed, the degree of harm to him will be higher than his failure and higher than his death. But it doesn’t hurt to listen: how do you plan to charge for murder. "

"A person who has no morals like me will slaughter you a lot, then go to negotiate with your father, look at his bid, and then use his bid to force you. Well, in the end you will not only sell me completely , Nothing is left. The devil does this."

"Your idea is very good, but the solution is not very good, because that will not work." Tyrion killed the lamb chops and began to work on the butter fennel fish cubes. "Mike, you are not a bad guy, you don't look like it at all. I know a few demons, and demons are not two-sided."

"It doesn't matter. I don't need a devil, I just need a little demon." Zhao Mai said, "Oh, yes, you think it's better for me to kill my opponent as soon as I come up, or take my time and do it in a dramatic way. "

"Please wait until the official announcement of the start of the game before taking action. At that time, it was the most anticipated and the most dramatic way. However, please don't turn into a tragedy. I am eating decapitation, not really for decapitation. !"

"Well, I like your pragmatism." Zhao Mai stretched out his hand. "Get to know me officially. My name is Zhao Mai."

"Fuck, I knew you were testing me. You know my name, I didn't use a fake name to bluff people all day." Tyrion shook hands with Zhao Mai, and then took the knife and fork to eat again. He chewed and asked: "I have always been curious about how big your territory is, what kind of enemies do you need to use fake names?"

"The area that I really fully control is more than a thousand meters. You can simply understand that I am a **** within a thousand meters. At least I can do most bluffing tricks." Zhao Mai said: "But I want to give you The management area is huge. The whole Westeros can't match it."

"Then I have something to do. I suddenly felt that I had promised too much. Ask, I am paid? I did not promise to work for you for free, and at the same time, I have to find a way to solve the problem of food and drink!"

"It's too late to say that you have agreed to it." Zhao Mai snapped his fingers, and then said: "But you are lucky, you don't eat much, so I don't care how much you eat. As for your other needs Well……"

The sound of footsteps came from outside the cell. It was Sir Adam of Red Fort, a wise man who knew current affairs. Under Zhao Mai's gold coin offensive, he did provide a lot of convenience. "It's time, it's time to go to the competition field."

"Wait a minute!" Tyrion hurriedly poured the red wine in the glass, and wiped his mouth with a napkin. "How about my image, is it suitable for attending the competition?"

"I don't mind. UU reading www.uukanshu.com" Zhao Mai shrugged and curled his lips.

"Do you mind what you mean? This is very important." Tyrion stepped on two short legs of different lengths, straightened his spine, and walked out of the dungeon with bright eyes. He climbed up the steps step by step, stopped for a while before the sunny exit, let his eyes adjust to the brightness of the outside. "They are all outside waiting to see my jokes, so I don't want to cover my eyes with my hands, just like I am a mouse that can't walk in the sun."

"You think too much. You should only care about the thoughts of the people you care about and those who care about you."

"I only care about myself, no one cares about me." Tyrion said. He raised his head and glanced at Zhao Mai: "But it's not bad, at least after I study hard, someone will appreciate it."

"Do you believe that if I were as short and as ugly as you, my achievements would be higher than you are now?"

"I believe it!" Tyrion laughed and walked out across the threshold.

"Wait! I was wrong just now, can I take it back?" Zhao Mai chased it out.