Three days later, Crackclaw Point.
The first person to receive the message was Maester Al, who was in charge of Crabb Territory's letter crow.
The Whispers Earl...Maester Al grinned, showing his sparse teeth, and handed the letter to Kalaia, who looked excited with trembling hands.
"My child, please hand it over to the Herschel butler immediately."
"Maester Al, I'll be there right away."
After explaining, Maester Al moved tremblingly to the table and sat down.
The conscientious Maester Al needed to record it, so he opened the book recording the history of House Crabb and solemnly picked up the quill.
Maester Al, who seemed to be several years younger, thought for a while, smiled, and waved the quill...
In Westerosi Calendar 297, the young lord opened a new chapter for House Crabb.
Mason·Baker and Pell·Pili, who were discussing things together, simultaneously received messages from the housekeeper of Herschel.
Mason and Pell, who are both retainer knights, their eyes collided and the fire crackled.
After calming down their excitement, they both stared at the map placed on the long table.
Mason and Pell thought together, I need more military merit!
In Thorn Legion Commander's camp, Amparo pushed away Lena, who was almost hanging on his body, with a look of disgust.
Thorn Legion In the camp, the cheers of the Thorn soldiers rose one after another, as if they were about to resound through the sky.
Herschel, who was automatically promoted to housekeeper of Earl, put away her belly and puffed out her chest.
Herschel endured the heartache and faithfully carried out Gryn's order. He waved his fat hand and opened the warehouse door.
Crabb Territory temporarily put away his sword and held a large-scale celebration.
[Crabb Territory morale +1]
[Crabb Territory Endeavor+1]
[Crabb Territory Fame+1]
[Crabb Territory cohesion +1]
[Crabb Territory loyalty+1]
[Crabb Territory Fortune-1]
Outside King's Landing, Crabb Manor.
In the past few days, the clever Dick has never been subjected to such intensive punches and kicks.
When he was first captured by Survey Corps, Dick still had the courage to scream a few times, but now he is tortured by them and is left with only fear.
After Gryn arrived, Dick, who had been locked up in the basement, was picked up by Survey Corps soldiers and thrown on the cold stone slab with a thud.
Dick couldn't help but scream in pain.
"Dick·Crabb?"
Hearing this, Dick suddenly raised his head and looked in the direction of the sound. The first thing that caught his eye was Gryn sitting upright, followed by the Marsh Marigold coat of arms on Gryn's clothes.
Dick's pupils tightened and his body trembled.
Gryn smiled lowly and said, "It seems that you understand the laws of the kingdom."
Dick looked at Gryn in horror, opened his mouth and said, "I... I am your tribe."
Dick Although his face looked horrified, his eyes kept moving.
Although this kind of detail should not be noticed, it cannot escape the eyes of Gryn.
Gryn frowned slightly, moved his eyes, and said to Geoffrey who was standing aside, "Why can I still see deception from him? Is it because he didn't take good care of him?"
[Geoffrey, Survey Corps person in charge of King's Landing]
Geoffrey first touched his chest and apologized, then said, "Sir, please allow me to bleed him."
Gryn slightly tapped his chin, and with a sound, Geoffrey pulled out his sword and stepped towards Dick.
Geoffrey grabbed Dick's hair with one hand and pulled it up, and put the cold sword against his neck.
The cold iron sword completely shattered any luck in Dick's heart, and even made him pee in fear.
Geoffrey, who smelled the strange smell, frowned and looked up at Gryn.
Gryn waved Geoffrey to step back and said, "Dick, your biological father is the second son of a branch of House Crabb. Am I right? Dick·Waters?"
Dick nodded blankly and begged, "Please forgive me for my offense, I am doing it for..."
Gryn directly interjected. "Shanny? Or Julia·Waters?"
"My sister... she... she..."
"She's fine for the time being. It's up to you to save her life."
In danger, Dick lowered his face and turned his eyes again.
At this time, Dick was in endless regret. After all, he had hurt his poor sister.
Dick's hair was soaked with cold sweat, but he did not give up, nor did he dare to give up.
"Honorable Master, for the sake of... please give us humble men a chance."
Gryn sneered and said, "Of course I will give you a chance."
The clever Dick was about to thank her profusely, but Gryn continued, "I don't want your blood to be stained on my hands. You can do it yourself and use your life to exchange for your sister's safety."
After saying that, Gryn glanced at Geoffrey.
Geoffrey nodded, took out the dagger from his waist, and threw it in front of Dick with a clang.
Dick looked at the dagger in front of him in horror, and couldn't help but wipe the sweat on his face.
Seeing that Dick never dared to pick up the dagger, Gryn patiently advised, "Oh, Seven Hells, but the law is the law, Dick, you brothers and sisters, I will only take one."
Dick, with a pale face, murmured, "I'm sorry, brother, I'm sorry for you."
Dick cried, tears and sweat mixed together, blurring his vision.
Dick raised his hand tremblingly and suddenly grabbed the dagger.
"I hope you..."
Gryn's cold snort interrupted Dick's words.
The last bit of courage before death, the warning words that Dick had finally prepared, were swallowed by fear.
"Don't try to challenge my patience, Dick·Waters."
Dick shouted in his heart: If you don't keep your word, I will not let you go even if I do White Walker!
Dick shook his upper body and straightened up, holding the handle of the dagger tightly with both hands, pointing the tip towards himself.
"Mom!", Dick cried out, closed his eyes tightly, and stabbed the dagger heavily into his chest.
Bang!
Geoffrey's long sword accurately knocked off Dick's dagger.
Geoffrey put away the long sword, paused, and said to Gryn, "My lord, you are powerful enough. If I hadn't blocked it, the dagger would definitely kill him. He reckons..."
Dick, who had empty eyes, first glanced at his own hand, and then at Geoffrey who was talking. He closed his eyes and fainted.
Geoffrey glanced at Dick, who was lying limply on the ground, and continued, "Half the courage at most."
Gryn raised his eyes and looked upstairs in the hall. Soldier Survey Corps had been "accompanying" Julia there and witnessed the whole process.
I don't know when it started, Julia started to dislike seeing Dick in his heart, and sometimes even felt disgusted.
Today, Julia saw Dick, who was usually very timid, and was willing to sacrifice his life for her. Julia had mixed feelings in his heart.
He repeatedly said that he would take her out of there, and that was not empty talk.
The brother who spoke nonsense and was called Clever Dick turned out to be only honest to her.
Julia suddenly burst into laughter.
Now, all she has left in her memory is that... Dick, her tall brother who she has depended on since childhood.
When Julia was brought to Gryn, she had calmed down her ups and downs and could greet Gryn with a calm face.
Gryn raised his eyebrows and said, "Julia·Waters, I can give you a chance, or give your brother a chance."
Julia nodded in thanks. "Sir, we understand that sin is serious. Thank you for your kindness. We will always remember your kindness."
"Dick needs to complete a task. During the task, I will take care of your life. When the task is completed, I will give you rewards."
Julia moved her lips. She wanted to ask the thin Dick what kind of mission he would be assigned to do and whether it was dangerous.
Julia has realized that the lives of their brothers and sisters are in the hands of the person in front of him, and he does not dare to overestimate Gryn's patience.
At least Dick is not in danger of his life for the time being. Now Julia can only pray to the Gods from the bottom of his heart.
Gryn said to Geoffrey, "Geoffrey, I'll leave him to you."
Starting tomorrow, Geoffrey will be responsible for teaching Dick various combat skills, including the dagger that Geoffrey is best at.
Everything else was arranged by Geoffrey according to the actual situation. Gryn only made a special request. He asked Dick to practice the dagger with the target... Geoffrey didn't think about it anymore.
Survey Corps No need to doubt, just give... loyalty.
King Gryn returned to King's Landing near dusk, and was finally summoned by Cersei Queen.
Gryn looked at the night sky, felt the armor that had been with him recently, and rode with his guards in the direction of Red Keep.
Arriving at the gate of Red Keep, Gryn left all the guards nearby and entered Red Keep with only Mutton·Waters and Martier·Baker.
Outside Maegor's Holdfast, Gryn saw Jaime·Lannister holding a sword at his waist.
The snow-white cloak blows eastward with the wind, and Jaime still looks high-spirited and blond.
Before Gryn could greet him, Jaime joked, "Good night, Your Excellency Earl."
Gryn spread his hands. "Good night, Sir, because of this unexpected canonization, I have been having trouble sleeping and eating recently."
Jaime smiled strangely, "Loyalty is not afraid of tests."
Gryn rolled his eyes in his heart, I am not Lannister, I don't have natural trust, let alone Boss Cersei.
Gryn confirmed again that he and Jaime were not compatible and he paid by mistake.
In fact, Jaime couldn't help but get angry because he later learned that Gryn taught Myrcella equestrian skills.
There are always some misunderstandings between Gryn and Jaime. The two of them are always on their own channels, so they are indeed incompatible.
Regardless of what was going on in his heart, Gryn approached Jaime, looked at Maegor's Holdfast, and lowered his voice. "Is she angry?"
Jaime raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "Who is she?"
Gryn rolled his eyes this time and expressed his dissatisfaction with Jaime in silence.
Jaime smiled and said, "Earl, are you nervous too?"
Gryn shrugged and said, "Ser Jaime, aren't you afraid of His Highness Queen?"
Jaime doesn't like word games because he's not good at it. "I tried my best, but the effect is not obvious, Lord Gryn, now you can only rely on yourself..."
After a pause, Jaime seemed to organize his words: "Cersei Queen, you should also know something about her character. She is loyal and not afraid of tests."
Through Jaime's words, Gryn can confirm that Cersei Queen's attitude did not deviate from his expected results.
Gryn sighed softly, "Ser Jaime, it is precisely because I know something about His Highness Queen that I can't do anything. That old... Duke, this time the method is clever enough, plus King Robert, it will be difficult not to misunderstand Cersei Queen."
Jaime patted Gryn and said comfortingly, "I'm glad you think so. Let's go in together."
At this time, they heard more orderly footsteps.
More than a dozen Lannister Red Cloaks appeared in sight. They were divided into three groups and were faintly surrounding Gryn.
The atmosphere suddenly became solemn, and Martier nervously grasped the handle of the sword.
Mutton glanced at Martier naively, and calmly touched the war hammer on his waist.
Martier glanced at Mutton, who looked honest and honest, and his nervousness gradually calmed down. Mutton is a reliable fat man.
Martier felt excited again, the credit was just around the corner.
Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. Martier has no doubt about their fighting power. He and Mutton are enough to protect the safety of the lord.
Martier, the descendant of the retainer knight and Earl's retinue, raised his chin and looked at everyone Red Cloaks with very contemptuous eyes.
Gryn looked around expressionlessly, and it was indeed Boss Cersei's style.
Jaime frowned and stared at the leader Red Cloaks: "Step back, who asked you to come here?"
Besides him, who else in Red Keep can give direct orders to Lannister Red Cloaks. The answer is obvious. Jaime asked a question that is not nonsense.
Leader Red Cloaks replied, "Ser Jaime, we received the order from His Highness Queen."
Jaime said coldly, "Queen What is your order?"
Red Cloaks hesitated and was about to speak, but was interrupted by Gryn.
Gryn shook his head slightly and said, "Ser Jaime, take me to see Cersei Queen."
Gryn had to interrupt.
Red Cloaks are all guards carefully trained by Lannister. There is no problem in letting them dance swords, but it will be difficult for them to let them know euphemistic expressions.
Jaime is the real leader of Lannister Red Cloaks within Red Keep. Under his questioning, the Red Cloakss will only tell the truth.
Looking at the current posture of Red Cloaks, we almost have the answer. Gryn dare not expect Boss Cersei to give any gentle orders.
Saying it and not saying it can become two different things.
Take control, or at least don't let things get out of hand.
Therefore, Gryn took the initiative to interrupt their next words.
Jaime was also temporarily confused by Cersei's "surprise". Looking at Gryn's calm expression, he quickly regained his composure.
Gryn added, "Sir, loyalty is not afraid of tests."
Jaime nodded slightly and took the lead.
Tata Tower... In the empty Maegor's Holdfast, there were only the footsteps of Gryn and Jaime.
At this time, Jaime had already made up his mind. Jaime glanced at Gryn calmly, and gradually tightened his grip on the sword handle.
For the sake of his true love, he has secretly raised his Vigilance to Gryn.
Maegor's Holdfast 3rd floor.
Gryn and Jaime stopped almost at the same time and looked at a room door.
This room is where Gryn was summoned alone by Cersei Queen when he first attended the Steward meeting.
Gryn's biggest impression of this room was that the sound insulation was particularly good, and he kept the secret about how he would renovate Queens Quarter.
The door was opened, and Gryn found Cersei standing in front of the window with his back to them.
Jaime stepped forward as usual, guarding Cersei with a sword.
Gryn stroked his chest and nodded. "Good night, Your Highness Queen."
Cersei turned his face slightly and said coldly, "Why didn't you refuse that drunkard's canonization?"
Jaime glanced at Gryn who was speechless for a moment, and advised, "Cersei Queen, he is the vassal of King Robert. If you refuse..."
Cersei raised his voice and interrupted, "Jaime, loyal and fearless!"
"Cersei..."
"Jaime, I don't want to hear weak excuses anymore, get out of here!"