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Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 308: riot
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  Chapter 308 Riot

   "My lord, my lord!"

  Highgarden Guard Captain Aegon Levier stopped Garth Tyrell, "Where is the Duke? Have you seen it?"

   "You should rest in the bedroom." Gals said calmly, "What's wrong?"

"Not here! I've already gone to see it." Sir Aegon looked anxious, "I searched the castle all over but I didn't see His Excellency the Duke, and the vanguard of the Horse Party army is about to arrive at Highgarden! Lord Mace must convene as soon as possible Army organized defense!"

  Gals sighed and said with a wry smile:

   "Defense? Can Gaoting still defend against the attack of the Ma Party army?"

  Sir Aegon thought of the ancient oak city and fruit wine hall that had been taken down by the horse party in a day, and his heart was cold, but he still insisted:

   "Then it can't be captured without a fight. This is Gaoting! I don't believe that the Ma Party really dares to attack the city wantonly!"

   "Then you really underestimated Caesar and the Horse Party." Gals shook his head and was about to leave.

  Sir Aegon suddenly grabbed him and asked:

   "Did Mace run away?"

  Gal paused, and finally nodded slowly: "Gaoting can no longer defend."

   "He is the Duke of Highgarden, Lord of the Bend!" Sir Aegon was suddenly very angry, "Even if he dies, he should die in Highgarden!"

  Gals smiled coldly and said sarcastically:

   "Ai Geng, are you worried that the Ma Party will settle accounts with you after entering the city? You did not stick to your oath and honor during the Lu Party rebellion."

   "I am also for House Tyrell..." Ser Aegon was suddenly discouraged.

  Gals snorted softly, but ignored the other party, turned around and left.

  Sir Aegon was stunned for a while, his face constantly struggling.

   At this moment, he suddenly saw a group of maids running down the spiral staircase, shouting:

   "The old lady has passed away! The old lady has passed away!"

  Sir Aegon's heart skipped a beat, he quickly stepped forward to grab a maid, and asked:

   "What did you say? Lady Olenna is dead?"

   "Yes, yes..." The maid was terrified by Aegon's ferocious face.

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   "How did you die?"

   "I, I don't know." The maid cried, "The old lady fell on the balcony. We thought she was asleep, but we went up to check and found out..."

  Ser Aegon threw aside the maid and rushed up the stairs.

   It wasn't until he saw Mrs. Olenna lying lifeless on the balcony with his own eyes that the last trace of luck in Sir Aegon's heart was shattered.

   High Court is over!

Sir Aegon walked to his room in a daze, and he heard panicked shouts along the way. The maids and servants ran around like headless flies, and groups of armed guards hurried past, but they saw this When he was the captain of the guard, he didn't stop at all.

  In normal times, Sir Aegon would definitely stop them, but now, he has no such intention at all.

   All the way back to the residence, Sir Aegon finally came to his senses and hurriedly started packing his luggage.

   High Court will definitely not be able to stay, and Glen City will not be able to return. Now that the Ma Party controls River Bend, it is about to become a foregone conclusion. The Levill family will probably surrender themselves in order to protect themselves.

  Sir Aegon knew that he had no choice but to go to King's Landing and join the Lannister family.

  In this case, Kevan Lannister must be taken away.

   After packing up, Sir Aegon immediately walked to the dungeon where Kevan was held.

   But when he arrived, he saw only an empty prison.

   "Where are the Kevans?" Ser Aegon asked.

   "Taken away by Sir Giles," replied the dungeon warden.

   "Giles Buddha Flower?" Aegon was stunned when he heard the name of the illegitimate son of the Chief of the High Court.

  Thinking of the encounter just now, Sir Aegon finally realized something was wrong.

   Anger and panic filled his heart instantly, he couldn't care less, and immediately strode out.

  Out of the dungeon, after Sir Aegon got used to the change of light, he saw a team of crossbowmen waiting for him outside!

  Sir Aegon was scared out of his wits, and immediately shouted:

   "I want to see Lord Galth..."

  It's a pity that the crossbowmen on the opposite side ignored him at all, and arrows shot out one after another.

  Sir Aegon was hit by several arrows and fell to the ground screaming.

  In Bloody's field of vision, he saw the body of another Tyrell knight lying down beside him—

  Like myself, this person was also a staunch supporter of the Deer Party.

   As he was dying, Sir Aegon suddenly understood—

  Garth Tyrell colluded with the Horse Party!

  Unfortunately, it is too late to wake up now.

  —————

   Fruit Wine Hall.

  The doors and windows in Samwell's room were closed, and no candles were lit.

   But not into darkness.

  A scarlet flame danced in the palm of his left hand, bright and dazzling.

  The faint gray mist swirls and flows on the flames, gathers and disperses, like the breath of some kind of creature.

  In the blink of an eye, the flame suddenly turned golden yellow, then orange red the next moment, and then green again.

  The flame was like a sweet lover, swimming back and forth on Samwell's skin.

  Because of the [Unburner] talent, of course he will not be hurt by the flames, but rather enjoys this feeling, like soaking in a hot spring.

  Samwell drew out the giant sword [Dawn].

  Since returning from Blood Reef, this sword has never been able to light a flame.

  The red-gold lines completely disappeared, leaving only the milky white sword body, as smooth as glass.

  Samwell slowly wiped the sword with his left hand, and the flame in the palm of his hand climbed up the giant sword happily, as if he had found his way home.

   After a while, 【Dawn】burned again.

  Although it no longer has red and gold patterns, it has become a flaming sword again.

  Samwell swung the giant sword lightly, watching it draw a flame in front of him.

  Because the divine power of R'hllor, the Lord of Light, has disappeared, each swing will not cut the armor like chopping vegetables like before, and one sword will kill everyone.

  Now he "enchants" the sword himself, but he can only create a giant sword burning with flames.

   It doesn't have the terrifying power it had before, but it won't cause too much burden on Samwell.

  Now [Dawn], he can swing hundreds of times.

  Samwell erected the giant sword in front of him, quietly looking at the burning milky white blade.

  Through the flames, he could clearly see his own reflection.

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   But gradually, the reflection on the sword body was distorted by the flames, as if mottled ashes floated out of it, soaring upwards, gray and white, red and gold intertwined in the air.

  The flame made a faint crackling sound, but it became another sound in Samwell's ears—

   "Hantam...Hantam..."

   It was this voice again.

  When Samwell first added all the free attribute points brought by being king to the spirit, Samwell heard such ravings in a trance.

  At the same time, burning cliffs appeared one after another on the giant sword, and the raging flames wrapped the cliffs. But the next moment, white mist poured into the mountains, bringing unusually cold, and the flames went out one after another.

   Only then did Samwell realize that it wasn't a mountain at all!

   But countless piled heads!

   "Hantam...Hantam..."

   "Shut up!" Samwell growled and extinguished the flame.

  The body of the giant sword returned to milky white again, and the phantom disappeared.

  But the ravings still permeated the air like smoke repeatedly, constantly drilling into Samwell's ears.

  He looked down at the imprint left by Melisandre on his palm—

  The silvery-white petals.

  It originally had seven petals, but now, one petal has been blurred.

  The seal is failing?

   Samwell frowned.

  咚咚—

   There was a knock on the door.

  Samwell temporarily put away his thoughts and giant sword, and went to open the door.

   Attendant Noah Rowan was outside, handed over a letter, and said:

   "Your Majesty, a letter just arrived from High Court."

  Samwell took it, unwrapped the sealing wax, scanned it again, with a smile on his face:

   "There is a riot in Highgarden."

   "The High Court is in chaos?" Noah was slightly startled, and then suggested, "Your Majesty, should we set off as soon as possible, so that Duke Metz and Lady Olenna don't get away!"

"No hurry." Samwell said leisurely, "Earl Peake has already led the vanguard to set off, how about this, you hurry up to catch up and tell him the news. Let him enter High Court as soon as possible to stabilize the situation, the army I'll be there later."

"yes!"