Red Keep, Tower of the Hand.
Tyrion met the noble knight who was promoted by him, Bronn.
He raised his hand to stop Bronn who was about to salute, and joked casually, "Bronn, it's been so long since I last saw you, you have completely become like a noble man."
Bronn pursed his lips, "Back then, Mr. Tyrion brought me to King's Landing, allowing me to enter the power center of Seven Kingdoms. After all, I want to thank Mr. Tyrion. Without your kindness, I would not be where I am today."
"I said it back then, even if you didn't fight the Mountain for me, we would still be friends."
Tyrion poured two glasses of wine, turned around and handed one to Bronn, "Tell me, what happened to that alien cavalry?"
Bronn bent down, took the wine glass respectfully, and then reported the relevant situation.
"A large lizard that looks like Dragon?"
Tyrion thought of something, and he suddenly felt at ease, "Since they didn't take the initiative to attack your castle, they must have good intentions."
Bronn hurriedly suggested, "Sir Tyrion, they must have some ulterior secret when they entered Crownlands privately. I guess they are most likely the scout troops of the alien army."
"Yeah, that makes sense."
Tyrion wrote a secret letter, walked out and handed it to Gold Cloaks at the door, "Go to the guild and hand it over to His Majesty. Just say it's an urgent military matter."
"Yes." Gold Cloaks took the letter, turned around and went downstairs.
Tyrion returned to his seat and began to compose the reply letter that was about to be sent to Highgarden, "Bronn, are you interested in coming back to work with me?"
Bronn was stunned. Of course he expected to be appreciated by Tyrion again, but...
"Do you mind, sir? I have betrayed you before."
Tyrion did not look up and still wrote the reply, "That is not a betrayal. Although you accepted Cersei's conditions and did not fight for me. But you were still honest at that time and confessed everything to me, and you did not stab me in the back..."
Having said this, he raised his head and smiled, "I heard that you named the illegitimate son of the House Stokeworth family Tyrion? And because of this, Cersei was very dissatisfied?"
Bronn's mentally retarded wife was raped by hundreds of mobs during the King's Landing riot, and she became pregnant with a child.
This child was born not long ago and was named Tyrion·Cobbler by Bronn.
"If the adults don't like it, I'll go back and change the child's name right away." He smiled awkwardly, fearing that Tyrion would misunderstand.
In fact, when he named the child, Tyrion had not yet arrived at the North, and was in a situation of uncertainty about life and death.
At that time, he thought that Tyrion had been murdered, and he did this in order to commemorate the previous owner.
Tyrion didn't mind this matter, "It's okay, let's get down to business. If you still want to work for me, you can come to me at any time. Now that the Four Kingdoms are undecided, this is a good opportunity for you to show your talents."
Bronn, who cherishes his life, does not want to go to the battlefield, "Master Tyrion, I feel guilty in my heart, and I regret my original decision every night. Please give me a chance to atone for my sins, so that I can be your guard just like before."
Tyrion was noncommittal and said with a smile, "No rush, you can think about it for a while."
Alchemists' Guild, Library.
After Tyrion left, Gary turned to look at Melisandre and Hallyne, "You two heard it just now, Euron·Greyjoy has made firearms with the help of Citadel. This also proves that the saltpeter and sulfur I mentioned exist."
Melisandre took out the medicine bag from his back and put all the bottles and jars inside on the desk, "Your Majesty, maybe it's the difference in names. The saltpeter and sulfur you mentioned may have another name in Essos."
She pointed to the seventy or eighty medicine bottles on the table, "These are special substances that I have collected over hundreds of years. Your Majesty can screen them to see if there is saltpeter and sulfur in them."
Hallyne opened his mouth wide and said with a dry smile, "President...Melisandre President really lives a long life, I admire him."
Gary had already done enough homework in the dream. With the help of Melisandre, he began to identify the substances in each medicine bottle.
"Your Majesty, this is poisonous, don't taste it..."
"Bah, bah, bah, didn't you tell me earlier? It doesn't matter, let me rest for a while and I can eliminate the toxins immediately."
"..."
Gary checked more than half of the medicine bottles and found nothing. He suddenly remembered a characteristic of saltpeter, "Melisandre, if saltpeter meets water, it will absorb a lot of heat... in short, it will freeze. Have you ever seen such a substance?"
Melisandre hesitated for a moment and took out a medicine bottle, "Your Majesty, are you talking about the ice-making stone?"
She brought a cup of tea and poured some small gray stones into it. The tea seemed to be boiling and white smoke began to emit.
Then, a few white ice cubes floated up.
Gary slapped the table and stood up, "Yes! This is saltpeter! Melisandre, go find Tyrion and order him to purchase in large quantities!"
Melisandre put away the medicine bottle containing saltpeter, and then asked, "Your Majesty, I wonder... what are the properties of sulfur?"
"Sulfur needs to be purified. Before purification, it usually exists in the form of sulfides. It is toxic and smelly." Gary carefully recalled the sulfur in the modern laboratory in the dream, "Sulfides are generally yellow."
Melisandre said silently, "Yellow?"
She poured all the yellow solids on the table. She also uncorked the medicine bottles containing yellow liquids and took them out individually.
Gary sniffed it carefully and picked up a few grains of gold-like ore, "This is it, pyrite, it can extract sulfur."
Melisandre said thoughtfully, "It turns out to be fake gold, I understand."
Gary was overjoyed, "With saltpeter and sulfur, as long as charcoal is added, Blackfyre medicine can be made. I didn't expect that this problem would be solved so easily? Thanks to Melisandre, so many minerals were collected."
When Melisandre believed in Lord of Light, she often needed auxiliary substances to successfully activate Fire Magic. These special substances were necessary, and she was forced to become a chemist and pharmacologist.
Although she no longer needs the assistance of these special substances, years of habit have allowed her to retain these things.
Unexpectedly, I was of great help to Gary today.
Melisandre walked out of the library and called a Gold Cloaks who was staying here, "Go and inform Lord Hand. His Majesty ordered him to immediately send someone to Essos to purchase a large amount of ice-making stones and counterfeit gold."
Gold Cloaks nodded and accepted the order and quickly retreated.
When Melisandre returned to the room, Gary was already discussing with Hallyne what materials to use to make a flintlock gun.
Gary pointed at the metal parts on the design drawing, "I will use Valyrian steel to make these metal parts. The corrugated steel is harder than ordinary steel, and it also has the ability of memory repair, which is very suitable for making gun barrels..."
"But, Your Majesty, Valyrian steel is expensive and the national treasury may not be able to afford it." Hallyne expressed his worries.