Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 309 Faith

  The food in front of him was already cold, but Loras Tyrell still didn't have any appetite.

  He stared at the candlelight on the table with wooden but empty eyes, as if there was something mysterious and mysterious inside, which made him deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

   Until the door is opened.

  Loras finally moved his eyes away from the candle, but his vision was blurred from staring at the fire for too long.

   It took a while to see who was coming.

   "Caesar..." Loras said nah, the voice seemed to come from another world.

   "I have some news for you." Samwell said, "Mrs. Olenna has committed suicide by taking poison."

  Loras originally thought that he would yell, become angry and crazy, and even rush to the man in front of him recklessly, but in fact, at this moment, he fell into a state of bewilderment.

  A feeling that even he couldn't explain clearly came to his heart like a tide, making him unable to breathe, think, and act.

  Perhaps because he had expected this result, Loras didn't even feel much sadness.

  Samwell waited for a long time, but did not see any response from the other party, so he spoke again:

"I have an agreement with Garth Tyrell. As long as Lady Olenna commits suicide and High Court surrenders, I will spare your life. However, you must go to the Great Wall and become the Night's Watchman. You will never be knighted or married , and bear no children."

   After waiting for a long while, Loras asked in an erratic tone:

   "What if I don't want to be the Night's Watch?"

  Samwell's face suddenly darkened, and his tone became as hard as iron:

   "Then I'm sorry, I will arrange for you to die with dignity."

  Loras smiled bitterly and said:

   "Actually, it's not that I don't want to go to the Great Wall, it's just... Before I go, can I fulfill a wish first. I promise, this will also be beneficial to you."

   "What wish?" Samwell asked patiently.

   "Revenge for Lord Renly." Loras paused, finally showing some expression on his face, and the flames of hatred danced in his eyes.

  Samwell raised his brows: "It was Prince Doran who killed Renly Baratheon, and this person is near the end of his life, so this revenge has been avenged, you'd better go and defend the Great Wall obediently."

   "Caesar, why did you lie to me?" Loras shook his head and said, "It was Tywin Lannister who killed Lord Renly, and Prince Doran was just a scapegoat."

   "So you want revenge on Tywin?"

   "Yes." Loras said, "As long as I escape to King's Landing, the Lannister family will never suspect my hatred for you, and I can also find opportunities to get close to Tywin and avenge Lord Renly!

  Killing Tywin is good for you too, isn't it? And as soon as Tywin dies, I will immediately put on a black robe and go to the Great Wall, and never interfere with the succession of Highgarden. "

  Samwell sneered:

   "You think I'll trust you?"

   "I can swear before the eyes of the seven gods."

   "I don't believe in the oath of a betrayer."

  Loras was silent for a moment, and finally spoke again:

"I know that you arranged for me to go to the Great Wall because you didn't want the blood of Tyrell's direct line to continue through me, but I'll tell you the truth, I like men, and I can't marry a woman, let alone have children. "

  Samwell still shook his head:

   "But as long as you have a second child, others can find you a wife and have a child—whether the child is yours or not, but in name, he is the heir to Highgarden."

   "Then I'll cut it!" Loras gritted his teeth.

   "What did you say?" Samwell froze for a moment.

   "I said, if I castrate myself, will you let me go for revenge?"

   After a pause, Samwell said:

   "Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Sure."

"Tywin is not such a fool. Maybe you won't be trusted at all, and you won't even have the chance to assassinate." Samwell said, "And even if you can succeed in the assassination, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to be in Lanzhou. Surviving the revenge of the Nestor family. Compared with this, it is a wiser choice to go to the Great Wall."

   "But that's not the choice I want." Loras said firmly, "Even if I fail, I will try, otherwise, I will live in regret for the rest of my life."

  Samwell stared blankly at Loras for a while, and finally realized that the other party had indeed made up his mind.

   "With an attendant like you, Renly should die in peace." Samwell said quietly, then turned and left.

   Not long after, he returned with Bachelor Coburn.

   "Sir Loras, I heard you need some help?" Bachelor Qyburn said with a smile, his eyes playful.

   "Yes." Loras looked at the dagger in the opponent's hand, flinched for a moment, but quickly became firm again.

  He came to the bed and lay down on his back, and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

  Seeing that Cobain handed over a cup, Loras smelled it and knew that it contained poppy milk.

   After drinking it in one gulp, Loras lay down again.

  Samwell also stayed in the house, apparently to witness Loras being castrated.

  Bachelor Qyburn put the dagger on the candle and burned it slowly.

  Loras felt the effect of the medicine working, everything in his vision began to have double images, his hands and feet gradually became numb, and his head became heavier and heavier.

   In a trance, Loras seemed to see Renly again, that handsome and extraordinary Duke of Storm's End.

  He once firmly believed that this person would become the most wise and wise king of the Seven Kingdoms, but who knows, the gods let such a nearly perfect person die in Sunspear City.

  So, after returning from Sunspear, he has always supported Caesar because he was against the Lannisters.

   Until Grandma's order...

   Loras couldn't disobey his grandmother's orders, but now the grandmother is dead too.

  He can finally live according to his own wishes.

  Loras saw Maester Qyburn walking over and took off his pants, and then a searing pain came from his lower body.

  Perhaps because of poppy milk, the pain is lighter than expected.

   Far less painful than the pain he felt seeing Renly die in his arms.

   "Sleep with peace of mind." The voice of Bachelor Qyburn came from next to his ear.

   Then came Samwell's voice again:

   "After the army sets out, the guards in the fruit wine hall will relax. Tomorrow night, someone will come to take you out of the city."

   "Okay." Loras responded, and then heard the sound of the door closing.

  Darkness flooded in like a tide, swallowing his consciousness.

  Out the door, Bachelor Coburn whispered:

"Your Majesty, Loras may be lying. Maybe he didn't want to avenge Renly, but Lady Olenna and the Tyrell family. The target of revenge is not Duke Tywin, but you." .”

"That's right." Samwell's expression didn't change when he heard the words, "but I don't have this enemy. Anyway, after he was castrated, he can no longer pass on the blood for the Tyrell family. For me, I have lost the most It doesn't matter whether you kill or not.

   On the contrary, I really want to know if this person's feelings for Renly are so sincere. In this dreadful age, there are few such things left. "

   "That's true." Bachelor Qyburn was also a little emotional, "Oaths, loyalty, honor, chivalry... are almost becoming things in legends, rarer than dragons."

   "The dragon has returned, and there will be more in the future." Sam Will said, "As for chivalry, let's wait and see."

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  On the south bank of the Mande River, a mighty army is slowly heading west.

  The waving orange-bottomed banner bore three Castle Blacks—the coat of arms of the Peake family.

  Earl Titus Peake looked at the sun and said to the herald:

   "Pause the advance, start a fire and cook on the spot. Set off in an hour."

   "Yes, my lord."

  As the order was conveyed, the army of the Peck family stopped by the river.

  Earl Peck sat by the bonfire, took the oatmeal porridge cooked by the attendant, and was about to eat it when he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes approaching from behind.

   Not long after, I saw Caesar's attendant Noah Rowan striding forward, saying:

   "Master Peake, there is a riot in High Court, His Majesty Caesar orders you to rush to stabilize the situation immediately!"

  Hearing this, Earl Peake immediately jumped up from the ground, not caring at all if the oatmeal in his hand was spilled.

   "Quick! Quick! Get on the horse! Go to Highgarden!" Earl Peake shouted.

  The herald was a little dazed: "My lord, the soldiers have just sat down and haven't had time to eat..."

   "Fuck you!" Earl Peake waved his whip viciously, "If you let the inflatable fish escape, I'll take your skin off!"

  The herald hurriedly responded: "Yes, my lord!"

  Earl Peake got on his horse and moved forward without looking back, shouting:

   "Go, go, go! Aim for High Court! High Court!"

  The army on the banks of the Mander River immediately boiled, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a black torrent rolling towards Highgarden.