Chapter 442

same evening.

Soon after James Lannister left the dungeon of the capital guard.

Gululu——

The sound of the wheels of the carriage rolling on the bluestone slab made a continuous drizzle tonight. The rain knocked on the roof of the carriage. The rain on the ground gathered into a stream and flowed to the deepest part of the alley.

A carriage covered with black cloth stopped in front of the dungeon gate, connected Tyrion, who should have been temporarily detained here under James's order, left here, and then disappeared into the complicated streets of King's landing.

"I have thought about which nobleman in King's landing is serving the tangaryan family."

Tyrion looked indifferent in the carriage. Everything that had happened was under his control, and the man sitting opposite the carriage did surprise him.

"But I didn't expect it to be you."

Tyrion didn't leave his glass, but this time he didn't drink, and his eyes were a little complicated.

The man sitting in front of him was the king's intelligence chief 'spider' Wallis.

The round, fat, bald eunuch had a smell of rouge on his body, dressed in gorgeous silk and soft shoes.

However, these are not to meet his personal aesthetics or hobbies, but to hide his smell, wearing and walking voice. In addition, when he changes his identity, others can't immediately recognize it.

"A spider has eight legs, my Lord."

Wallis, sitting opposite the carriage, heard Tyrion's voice, opened his eyes slightly, and then opened his voice calmly.

He just mentioned a few words and didn't explain the meaning in detail.

"According to the information I received, the city is in danger."

"Wesselis's army surrounded the city of torrent. If our king or your father, Stannis or the Duke of Winterfell can suddenly display their courage and defeat the dragon and the Dothraki... Oh, and the giants, maybe our country will be saved."

Wallis's voice whispered.

He received information earlier than the dignitaries of King's landing. In fact, many of those information were released on his own initiative. According to the information received by Wallis, wesselis has surrounded the rush City, but the follow-up information has not been circulated back.

"I didn't expect a eunuch to worry about the country and the people."

Tyrion sneered and said sarcastically. He was not in a good mood. He lifted a little curtain and looked at the rain outside the window.

At the moment, the streets of Junlin were dark, and only the sound of rain could be heard.

The most prosperous city in the seven countries has imposed a curfew because of the war. There are gold robes patrolling the streets, but they all turn a blind eye to the carriage.

"Dwarfs can think about national affairs, so can eunuchs."

Hearing Tyrion's harsh voice, Wallis fought back calmly.

One is a eunuch and the other is a dwarf. No one can look down on anyone.

"In fact, I don't serve the tangorian family. Wesselis may not know my name."

"I did it for myself."

Wallis didn't have much contact with wesselis. He thought wesselis shouldn't have heard of his humble name.

Tyrion did not mention that King's landing had an insider of the tangaryan family before seeing Wallis. He looked at Wallis strangely and didn't understand why he did so?

Not for profit, be a... Good man?

But he knew that the eunuch's words could not be easily believed, and Tyrion narrowed his eyes slightly.

Wallis seemed to know that Tyrion didn't believe in himself, and then said in a quiet voice.

"War is about to start. I don't know how many people will die in this city. The fire of the Dragon burned Junlin, just as the crazy king wanted to blow up Junlin with wildfire many years ago."

Wallis glanced at Tyrion.

"I just want more people to survive."

Gululu——

Then the carriage drove into the Red Castle, and the guard of the Red Castle silently gave way.

It turned out that the big man who really wanted to meet Tyrion tonight was no one else, but cersei Lannister, the close sister of the current queen Tyrion, who controlled the government.

The Queen's other brother, James Lannister, now the commander-in-chief of King's landing city defense, is now patrolling the city in the drizzle.

Cersei and Tyrion meet secretly in the Meige building, in cersei's bedroom. There is no one here except cersei's personal maid, not even the Imperial Guard.

Tyrion hurried into the door under the guidance of the maid, and then saw the queen in a pale yellow dress sitting quietly behind the table.

At the moment, the table is full of food and red wine, and cersei still has a little residue in her glass. It seems that cersei has poured and drank by herself for a long time before Tyrion arrived.

"Cersei."

Tyrion looked at the beautiful blonde queen, then stopped slightly and took the initiative to say hello.

The maid who led him bowed gently, then left the room and closed the door gently.

"Actually, I don't want to see you at all, you know?"

"Tyrion."

Cersei sat at the back of the table, raised her delicate chin slightly, and looked at the dwarf brother in front of her. There was no family affection in her eyes, only indifference and even a little hatred.

"But when my father said you were dead, James dug a clothes grave for you in the sacred wood forest with a sword, and I shed a few tears for you upstairs."

Tyrion was silent when he heard his sister's words. He looked into cersei's eyes. He believed that the other party didn't have to lie on this issue.

So after a long silence, he spread his hand.

"Well... It seems that I want to thank you for the tears you shed for me?"

He can feel each other's complex emotions at the moment and strongly support the surface scenery. She is a noble Queen of seven countries, but in fact, the panic in her eyes can no longer be hidden, even worse than a seven-year-old boy. Therefore, he can't wait to find Tyrion.

However, cersei only snorted coldly on the surface, and then stopped going round the circle and went straight to the theme.

"I heard from James that you have taken refuge in the tangaryan family and are the messenger of reneth?"

Tyrion nodded and admitted when he heard cersei was not going to continue to circle.

"Yes, your Royal Highness has appointed me to come to the city to persuade him."

He kept silent. He made a promise with his head that he would offer grace a king's landing.

"Hum -"

Cersei heard Tyrion's words, and a sarcastic smile appeared on her beautiful cheek.

"Now it has become the royal highness of the princess."

"You are indeed the one who will do such a thing, Tyrion."

Cersei stood up from the chair with a wine glass and a hand on the table and walked to the balcony. The light rain outside the window was still pattering. The night of King's landing was deep. The candle lit up the white skin of the woman's neck and slightly reflected the light.

Then the beautiful blonde queen drank the red wine in the glass, put the glass on the balcony, turned and said.

"In that case, I won't beat around the bush."

"Tyrion."

"If I am willing to open the city to surrender and give King's landing intact, what conditions will wesselis give me?"