Chapter 21 Encounters in Destiny

Author: Leaning on the railing and letting the wind blow

Chapter 21 Encounters in Destiny

Tyrion lay on the horse, his attendant holding the horse. He turned his head and said to Cole, who was riding on one side: "The so-called neck is actually just like this."

"You have never gone inside to take a look. Quicksand and swamp mud will not make you so safe."

Cole had a rare good sleep last night and felt much happier.

"Human beings can even build things like the Great Wall of Despair, and it's not impossible to fill in a few roads in the swamp."

He continued: "The North occupies half of the kingdom's land, but its population is not even as high as King's Landing. Of course, I think the record in the book is definitely wrong. The population of the North must be more than King's Landing."

"No one records this kind of thing one by one, so how can we have accurate values?"

"But if the roads in the Neck are widened to allow more merchants to travel between the north and the south, maybe the land here can be utilized." Tyrion expressed his inner thoughts.

He always thinks a lot and often ponders over some issues. Even Cole admires this.

After taking a sip of wine, he turned back into that bastard little devil. There was always a lot to talk about when walking with him.

When scattered gravels began to appear on the muddy path, and a coast appeared in sight, Tyrion pointed to the cliff and said: "Welcome to the South, Cole. That's the Bite Bay, and the three above it are

The island is the territory of Airy Valley. We will soon be able to find a hotel to rest here."

This is already the Luanhe City area, and there is no shortage of hotels as you go down the Kingdom Avenue along the Trident River.

"Tyrion, we should rush to Casterly Rock as soon as possible instead of staying on the road for too long."

Tyrion pointed to his butt, "Unless there is a dragon carrying me, I can't ride a horse now.

Are you still worried about that dream? I also dreamed about dragons, but they turned out to be extinct for an unknown period of time. Dreams are always deceiving, just like Old Nan's White Walker story.

Come on Cole, I'll take you to experience the passion of a southern girl."

"No, Tyrion, please believe me, staying in a hotel will definitely be the decision you regret most." Cole said very seriously.

Tyrion patted his head sadly, "Really, you actually believe in this dream. I can guarantee that your dream is definitely a lie."

Although he complained, in the end the few people did not find a hotel to stay in, but spent a few nights in the wilderness.

It was drizzling and it was getting late. There was a bright fire in an inn ahead. Tyrion couldn't bear it anymore, "Cole, please let the poor Lannister go. I really want to treat him well."

Take a hot bath and then lie in bed feeling happy instead of hanging out in the rain like a wandering beggar in the hallway."

Four pairs of eyes looked at Cole, which made it difficult for him to say his insistent words.

"This little rain is actually not that great." He added slightly, "Compared to the north."

Well, it seems that Tyrion is determined to stay in the hotel. Please pray to the gods that this is not the day.

He didn't have the kind of photographic memory. He only vaguely remembered that Tyrion would be in trouble when he went south, but he couldn't remember the details, let alone the specific time. Apart from the time in the book being in order, it was simply

It was chaos.

"Jack, go and push the door open." Tyrion ordered the attendant.

Jack pushed the door open and shouted inside.

The boss was a fat woman with white hair. When she grinned with bright red teeth, memories instantly flooded into Cole's mind. He secretly muttered, "Oh no," and then glanced towards the room.

Tyrion was taking out a golden dragon, "I just need a place with a warm enough fire to spend the night."

The boss was in a dilemma and kept apologizing. Because of the Prime Minister's martial arts tournament, the rooms have been full recently. She can't drive away guests just for gold coins.

Cole quickly found the figure among a group of wandering warriors and knights. The coarse linen clothes could not conceal her differences. Of course, there was also the white-haired knight beside her. She was lowering her head and listening to the chants from across the table.

The minstrels were talking.

This woman must be Lady Catelyn Tully, the wife of Eddard Stark, Duke of the North, and the mother of Young Wolf Lord Robb Stark.

She was quite beautiful, with flaming red hair. She was not as old as Cole imagined, perhaps less than thirty, which is the age when a woman's charm is at its peak.

When the singer saw Tyrion, he stood up happily and shouted: "Lord Lannister."

He began to recommend his own song, but Tyrion's attention had long been attracted by the people at the table. He then smiled: "Mrs. Stark, what an unexpected surprise. I'm sorry not to see you in Winterfell.

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The singer was dumbfounded. He didn't know that the woman sitting in front of him had such a noble status. He just came to show off because she looked beautiful. Of course, it would be better if they were willing to order one of his songs, or maybe he could

Something happens with this beautiful lady.

He opened his mouth wide and his face changed rapidly. He could only curse his clumsy eyes in his heart.

Tyrion originally just said hello with good intentions, but what happened next completely stunned him.

Cole sighed in his heart, and then prepared to draw his sword. There were dozens of knights here.

"This man came to my house as a guest with the intention of murdering my seven-year-old son." Catelyn pointed at Tyrion and shouted.

Sure enough, they instantly became the target of public criticism.

The knights here are either vassals of the Tully family, or vassals of their vassals, and Catelyn is the former eldest princess of the Tully family. She immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. Before she asked for Tyrion's arrest, she deliberately sent these knights to the Tully family.

All the forces read it once, which made some knights have no reason even if they wanted to watch the show.

There was a clanging sound of sword being drawn. Tyrion's eyes were stunned and his mouth opened wide. He looked back and saw Cole shaking his head helplessly.

"Mrs. Stark, I think you must have made a mistake." Tyrion tried to explain.

Unexpectedly, Caitlin provoked a series of questioning and even produced evidence. It was a Valery steel dagger, which was the murderer's weapon.

Prostitutes, drunkards, and drunkards all shouted loudly, asking the knights to kill the little devil. Only the boss was begging, and if a Lannister died in her inn, she would suffer as well.

Cole glanced at Yoren, thinking that if he watched with him, he might be able to escape.

But with a bang, he drew out his sword. Tyrion tried to stop him, but the two were separated for a long time.

"Gentlemen, you are loyal to your lords and to His Majesty the King. This man is the queen's brother, and his father is Lord Tywin Lannister of Casterly Rock. I think you are not qualified to convict him. If

If we think he is guilty, how about we go to King's Landing together and let King Robert rule for us?" Cole said.

Catelyn looked at him angrily, "My lords, this person is in league with the devil and has no honor to speak of. Please respect your honor and oath, bring them to justice, and help me send him to Winterfell.

Wait for the king’s law to be issued.”

"Cole, put away your sword, we are no match for them." Tyrion begged. He turned around and continued to explain, but to no avail.

If he didn't care about Tyrion, he felt that he could rush out with his speed. Cole looked down at Tyrion and could only sigh helplessly and put down the sword. He thought in his heart, "This is fate, Lannister.

I hope we can be safe this time."
Chapter completed!