Lyn·Corbray!
As soon as the name came out, there was a lot of discussion in Ring of Order.
In the voting area, the civilians wearing coarse shorts looked at each other in confusion. Someone scratched his head and asked the person next to him in a low voice, "Corbray? Who is that? Is he very powerful?"
However, the person next to him shrugged, looking equally confused.
To them, this name is no different from the thousands of unremembered noble surnames, which are all important people who live in the castle and have nothing to do with them.
But in the VIP seats, the situation is completely different.
"Lyn Corbray???" A gray-haired old knight suddenly stood up from his seat, his eyes widened, staring at the man standing in the aisle.
Not far away, Earl Lych's hand shook, and the wine glass fell completely from his hand and hit the ground with a loud sound, and the golden wine splashed all over the floor.
But he didn't notice it at all, he just stared in that direction, his lips trembling slightly.
"Lyn Corbray..." he muttered and repeated, "Is it really that fucking Lyn Corbray?"
Seeing this, Herb asked in confusion, "Do you know him, father?"
Earl Lych shook his head and did not answer, but his eyes never left the man, with extremely complex emotions such as awe, fear, and admiration flashing through his eyes.
Seeing everyone's reaction, the man who called himself Lyn Corbray had a proud smile on his face.
This is exactly what he wants.
He wants everyone to know that the person standing here is not a nobody.
Because he is Lyn Corbray, the best knight in the valley!
On the main stand, Corleone's black eyes also narrowed slightly.
Because he had heard of this name.
Not only have I heard it, but I have also read it carefully several times.
In House of Order's office, under the dim oil lamp, he found the book "The Genealogy and History of the Main Nobles of the Seven Kingdoms" that he had read countless times.
Lyn Corbray.
Vale men.
The second son of the Corbray family.
But what really made him famous in history was not his title, but his sword, or... his swordsmanship.
According to records, during the Usurper's War, in that bloody era, at the beginning of the war, Lord Jon Arryn raised the flag of rebellion in the Vale to fight against the brutal rule of the Mad King Aerys II Targaryen.
But not all the valley nobles followed him.
Although the Corbray family did send troops to help, Lyn Corbray, the second son of the family who was far away in Seagull Town at the time, resolutely chose to be loyal to the Iron Throne.
At the beginning, the young Lyn was just a teenager, and he had already gone into battle wearing armor, standing on the city wall of Seagull Town, and facing the mighty valley army head-on under the leadership of Marco Ge Ralf sen Earl.
Siege of Gulltown, It was one of the most brutal battles in the early days of the war.
It is said that the battle was fought in darkness, with the sound of battering rams hitting the city gates, the roar of trebuchets throwing stones, and the arrows shot by archers covering the sky like dark clouds.
The most unforgettable thing was the battle on the city wall.
When the rebels finally stormed the city wall, they met a young man.
A teenage boy, holding Longsword, stood in the sea of blood and corpses, like a god of death. He blocked seven or eight rebel knights by himself.
No, not only blocked them, but also killed four of them.
Later, the man Storm Giants holding Warhammer, the man who later became the king, Robert Baratheon personally led his people to rush forward and started a head-on battle with Lyn Corbray.
How long did they fight?
No one remembers clearly.
The record only states that when the battle ended, Lyn Corbray had more than a dozen wounds on his body, but he was still standing.
Of course, Robert was also standing, with equally many wounds on his body.
With the reinforcements from the Seagull garrison, even Robert Baratheon, who was as if Warrior was coming, had to lead his army to retreat and recharge his batteries to prepare for the next wave of offensive.
However, Seagull Town eventually fell.
It's not because Lyn isn't strong enough, but because the Iron Throne didn't send reinforcements to the valley troops loyal to it at all.
It is said that Mad King Aerys II sat on the Iron Throne and listened to the battle report, and then issued an order for all armies to stand still and let the rebels and loyalists kill each other.
Let those "faithless dogs" die.
This directly led to Marco G Ralf sen Earl's army being isolated and helpless, running out of ammunition and food, and was finally breached, and Seagull Town fell.
And Lyn Corbray, the young man who fought bloody battles on the city wall, had to fall to the rebels after the battle.
Not because he wanted to betray, but because the Iron Throne betrayed him first.
Since then, he has fought for Jon Arryn and for Robert Baratheon.
His sword has since been pointed at the object of his allegiance.
And the most glorious battle took place on Trident.
That battle, which is most remembered and talked about by later generations, was the duel between Robert Baratheon and Rhaegar Targaryen.
Robert's Warhammer smashed Rhaegar's chest, and the Ruby on the Dragon Prince's chest scattered to the bottom of the river. From then on, the river was called "
Ruby beach".
But people remember another battle.
That was at the other end of the battlefield, where the fighting was most intense.
Prince Lewen Martell of the Kingsguard, the first knight of Dorne at that time, was leading his knights to fight left and right, killing the rebels.
Leven Martell.
What kind of person is that?
Prince Doran of Dorne and the uncle of Oberyn, he is one of the most valiant and skilled knights in the Kingsguard. It is said that his spear has never failed on the battlefield.
But he was not very lucky that day, because he met Lyn Corbray.
This young man is less than twenty years old.
The two met in the rebel army, and it was a life-and-death fight. No one remembers how long they fought, but everyone knows the outcome.
Lyn Corbray's sword pierced Levan Martell's chest, and the white cloak of the Kingsguard was dyed red with blood.
That was a rare record of killing the Kingsguard head-on in the entire war.
It's not a sneak attack or siege.
Instead, he rode alone and killed him in an upright manner among thousands of troops!
Although this kind of record may not be as valuable as when Barristan Selmy single-handedly broke into the enemy formation and killed Maris Blackfire in the Battle of the Nine Copper Penny Kings, it was still enough to shock everyone.
From then on, Lyn Corbray's name was engraved in the minds of everyone who participated in that battle.
At this moment, this man was standing in Ring of Order, holding a black sword in his hand, with a sneer on his lips, looking at Corleone provocatively.
Corleone also looked at him.
Those squinted black eyes looked particularly deep in the sunlight. As he looked at Lyn, [Insight Iv4] allowed him to see clearly even from a long distance.
The other party is around forty years old, in his prime.
His body is not particularly tall, but every muscle is in perfect shape. It is obvious that he has experienced countless battles and polished his body countless times on the edge of life and death.
The standing posture seems casual, but the center of gravity is very low, and the feet are as stable as if they have roots. The knuckles holding the sword are thick and covered with calluses.
But none of this matters.
What's important is that Corleone's eyes slowly moved from Lyn's face to his hands...
Move to the sword in his hand.
Black sword blade.
Unique ripple pattern.
Under the sunlight, those lines seemed to come alive, flowing on the sword.
Sure enough...
Even though he is as calm as Corleone, he can't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.
He has read so many books and studied so much information, so of course he knows what it is.
ONE Valyria STEEL!!!
The strongest, lightest and sharpest metal in the world!
That is an artifact forged with the lost Magic technique. Each one has a name and a history, and is regarded as a heirloom by the nobles and passed down from generation to generation!
And the one belonging to the Corbray family is called - Lady Kongji!
Corleone remembered the records in the book: This sword was forged before Doom of Valyria, two thousand to six thousand years ago, much earlier than other known Valyria steel swords.
The sword is light but extremely sharp. It is said that it can easily cut through ordinary steel. According to tradition, it is owned by every patriarch of the Corbrai family, but according to tradition, it is always lent to the strongest knight in the family. After the knight dies, it is returned to the patriarch.
At the beginning, this sword was held by Lyn's father Earl Corbray. It is said that Corbray Earl was in the battle of Trident After being injured, Lyn picked up his Valyria steel sword Lady Silence and led his army to attack the Dornish army led by Prince Lewen Martell.
It was precisely because of Lyn's outstanding performance in killing Prince Lewin head-on that he was recognized by his father and left this sword to him.
At this moment, the sun shines on the Ruby on the hilt of the sword, reflecting a strange luster.
Very beautiful.
But... I want it!
Corleone The curvature of the corners of his mouth became more and more intense, even a bit unsuppressable.
After all, in order to make the sword for James, he visited almost all the blacksmiths in King's Landing. Master Tob Mott's craftsmanship was indeed exquisite, but it was ordinary steel after all, incomparable to Valyria steel.
His original intention was actually to get James a real Valyria steel sword, but he sent people to ask around and asked almost all the seven poor the Seven Kingdoms families, but no one was willing to sell it.
Even a family that is too poor to take the blame would rather hang its ancestral sword on the wall to gather dust than exchange it for money.
Because in Westeros, a Valyria steel sword represents more than just combat power.
That is the glory of the family.
It is the inheritance of bloodline.
It is something more precious than gold.
Corleone knows very well that those families are not targeting him Farmer Knight.
After all, even the Lannister family is like this.
After the Lannister clan sword "Light Howl" disappeared, successive generations of Lannister clansmen went to the other side of the Narrow Sea to search for it, and no one knew how many people died in the process.
After being the Prime Minister for so many years, Tywin also tried his best to buy another one, but the answer he received was the same.
If Eddard Stark had not brought the family's Valyria steel sword "Ice" with him when he came to King's Landing, I am afraid that until now, he would not be able to obtain a real Valyria steel sword, which is still a knot in Tywin's heart.
But... now it has become a knot in Corleone's heart.
Because of this, a Valyria steel sword was placed in front of him at this moment.
The owner holding it was preparing to challenge him with it.
Corleone smiled.
Lyn Cobray noticed Corleone's gaze.
He thought it was fear.
He thought Corleone recognized him and his sword, and became afraid.
"What?" He sneered, "Recognize it?"
As he spoke, he proudly raised the sword in his hand to let the sunlight shine on the sword better. Those rippled lines sparkled in the sunlight, which was breathtakingly beautiful.
"This is Ms. Kongji."
"The Valyria steel sword passed down from generation to generation by the Corbray family. It has followed my ancestors to kill enemies on the battlefield for thousands of years and drank the blood of countless enemies."
"Today..." Lyn paused, the tip of the sword pointed at Corleone: "It's going to drink your blood!"
The whole place fell silent again.
Two thousand five hundred people were looking at Corleone, waiting for his reaction.
Many people thought that Corleone would back down. After all, it was a Valyria steel sword. In a head-on confrontation, there was almost no doubt about how terrifying the combat power bonus brought by a Valyria steel sword was.
Not to mention, the person holding this artifact now had already defeated the famous Lyn Corbray on the battlefield twenty years ago!
Even though Corleone had defeated Gregor Clegane of the Mountain head-on, and even though the Mountain was known for its brutality and bloodthirsty, it was still compared to Lyn Corbray who was holding the Lady of Silence.
There is nothing to be ashamed of even if you refuse.
Right?
But contrary to most people's expectations, Corleone had no intention of backing down.
He just looked at the sword and the proud swordsman, and then nodded.
"Good sword."
As soon as these words came out, Lyn was stunned. He did not expect that Corleone would react like this.
According to common sense, when people know their names, they usually see fear, awe, or something else in the eyes of others.
But that's not the case anyway. He showed a calm expression as if he was admiring a work of art.
"However, I have a question." Just when Lyn was confused, Corleone spoke again.
Hearing this, Lyn frowned. "What's the problem?"
I saw Corleone's eyes moving towards the black sword again, looking at the ripples flowing on the sword, and asked slowly, "Do you want to sell this sword...?"
As soon as these words came out, the whole place was quiet for a moment.
Then, the whole crowd burst into laughter.
To sell or not?
That's Valyria steel!
Something more precious than territory, than a castle, and more precious than any gold and silver jewelry!
At this time, in front of so many people, asking a knight or a noble whether he can sell his Valyria steel sword is absolutely equivalent to slapping someone in the face in public!
Sure enough, amidst the roar of laughter from everyone, Lyn Corbray's face turned from white to red, from red to purple, and from purple to black.
The color changed so quickly and wonderfully that it was like the flames of the seven hells burning on his face.
"You!"
He pointed at Corleone, his fingers trembling. "How dare you...
The laughter around them became even louder, and some people laughed so hard that they held their stomachs and cried.
Under this situation, Lyn finally couldn't bear the humiliation anymore, and he suddenly raised his sword, pointing directly at Corleone.
"I'll fucking kill you!"
He roared angrily, "I will kill you now, I must kill you bastard now!"
But facing the furious Lyn, Corleone just stood there, his black eyes as calm as the sea in the middle of the night.
"Look, I'm in a hurry."
He stared at Lyn, a unique sense of oppression suddenly emitted from his body, and said word by word, "If you don't want to sell, then bet."
Saying that, Corleone raised his hand and pointed at Ms. Kongji in Lyn's hand.
"You said you wanted to drink my blood with this sword."
"You speak so confidently, so proudly, so arrogantly."
"Well, I'll give you this chance."
Immediately afterwards, Corleone's voice suddenly became serious. "If you are really as powerful as you say, if you can really defeat me on this sand, then bet everything!"
"If you win, your honor, fame, and everything you have will still be yours."
"But if you lose...
"Just keep everything, including this sword."
"You, Lyn Corbray, do you dare?"