Game of Thrones: The Strongest Dragon Mother

Chapter 882 Trial of Varys

"Holy Mother, are you really Tyrion? You are so tall and handsome, and you have changed so much."

In the dark stone cave, the murky air was filled with the faint fragrance of turpentine torches, and as the bearded and fat warrior limped closer, Tyrion smelled the familiar smell of powder again.

It was Varys, the fat eunuch dressed up as a bearded warrior.

Before the Holy Light Tower was lit, Tessa carried four coffins and left the church with James and Tyrion.

The two brothers did it themselves, and after a busy morning, they finally burned the four corpses to ashes, put them into four earthen jars, and hung them around Tessa's neck.

Then they sneaked into the narrow beach behind the Red Castle from the direction of Blackwater Bay, and entered the cave on the cliff.

There are many traps buried in the tunnel leading to the Red Castle. The traps belonging to Varys have been marked, and the traps arranged by Kevan's Lions Army have also been checked in a few months. Only the last paragraph is left. Hundreds of meters long road.

Before approaching the last section of the stone road, Tyrion and James met Varys.

"You haven't changed much, you are still sneaky, hiding in the dark and plotting schemes." Tyrion sneered.

Varys stuck the torch on the stone wall, moved closer, looked at Tyrion carefully, and said puzzledly: "Strange, your appearance after recovering the curse is neither like His Majesty Aerys, nor like Rhaegar and Viserys. His Majesty has no similarities at all.

Not even Mrs. Joanna, you and James are still brothers, there is still no similarity, but it looks a bit like a non-Andal foreign blood, why? "

After being reminded by Varys, James also reacted, "It really doesn't look like an Andal,"

The rough and callused left hand carelessly touched his younger brother's face, squeezed it for a while, then shook his head and said, "It's not the human skin mask of the Faceless."

"You are crazy!" Tyrion opened James' arm and shouted, "This is the blood of High Valyria, the blood of the royal family!"

After yelling, Tyrion stepped forward, grabbed the fat eunuch's greasy and dirty woolen sweater, and asked, "Varys, don't try to change the subject!

You murdered Rhaegar's two children, and the Dragon Queen has come to settle accounts with you.Now you confess to me, did you plan to murder my father? "

"Which father? Your Majesty Aerys was killed by your brother, and it has nothing to do with me; Duke Tywin was killed by you, which shocked me." Varys laughed.

"Don't deny it, you want to kill my father! Tywin, who won the final victory of the Four Kings War, is your worst enemy.

At that time, I wondered, no matter how duplicitous and lustful my father is, there is no need to play with my second-hand women, not to mention that he never touches skilled women, everyone knows. "

Varys shrugged and said, "Maybe he just wants to take revenge on the son of Aerys. The mad king strengthens his wife, so he plays with the mad king's son's wife, which will make him feel the excitement of revenge.

Like your Tessa, where did Tessa go?Maybe he hid it, just like he hid Shae.

Maybe he was riding Tessa and Shae, shouting 'Fuck you, wife of Aerys' son'. "

"Tessa" Tyrion's body trembled, his eyes were dazed for a while, and he became uncertain: Could it be that after Tessa was rotated by a hundred soldiers, Father Tywin hid her and enjoyed it alone?

wrong!

The dwarf suddenly recalled the process of shooting Dad to death on the toilet that night.

Why did he shoot him?

Because he asked him where Tessa had gone, he thought for a moment and then said contemptuously: Oh, Tessa, I remembered, your first prostitute, where else could a prostitute go?

Because of this sentence, he didn't intend to kill him, but he was really stimulated, and then

"Bastard!" Thinking of this, Tyrion was sure that he was played by Varys.

He grabbed the fat eunuch's clothes with his left hand and slammed against the wall. The index and middle fingers of his right hand became hot and elongated, turning into two slender and smooth "earthworms".

At its top, there is a mouth full of sharp teeth the size of rice grains.

Like Jenny, he uses part of his body to transform into a dragonworm.

"Chi Chi!" Before Varys could react, a small snake-like dragon worm slipped into his nostrils.

"Seven gods, what is this, you, you turned into a monster?" The fat eunuch yelled in horror.

While shouting, he was still struggling, but as soon as he struggled, he wailed in pain.

"Ah, it hurts, my darling, don't bite my darling!" Varys had bright red blood oozing from his nostrils.

"Be honest, don't move, don't play tricks." Tyrion grinned.

"I won't move, stop biting me. Damn, what kind of monster have you become, or Tyrion?" Varys asked, looking at the dwarf in horror.

"Tyrion, your finger~~~" James also changed color in shock.

"Huh, this is witchcraft!" Tyrion smiled triumphantly, and said, "I have received the inheritance of the great wizard of Valyria, which is no longer what it used to be."

"Witchcraft!" Varys said with disgust in his eyes, "You have fallen and learned blood witchcraft."

Tyrion sighed, "I know you hate magic.

But reality is so cruel, gods, magic, demons, dragons, and monsters are real.

It's useless to bury your head in the sand and pretend to be an ostrich. The White Walkers are in the north, millions of ghouls are like tides, and there are cold gods who cast forbidden spells at will.

Without powerful mages, human beings are bound to become extinct, just like the races in countless epochs before human beings. "

"Evil wizard!" Varys was unimpressed.

"Forget it, I have nothing to say to you, a psychopathic Muggle." Tyrion let himself go deeper into the eunuch's body, which made him sweat profusely, before continuing the previous topic.

"When I know your plan with Illyrio, that the real king in your heart is Aegon, and that you plan to overthrow Lannister's Iron Throne, all previous doubts will be cleared up.

A Lannister with Tywin is the Lannister in the strongest state, and your conspiracy will never come true.

Therefore, you will definitely find a chance to kill him.

You would have killed him yourself that night, and if I hadn't turned back, you'd have blamed me for his death. "

Varys was silent.

Tyrion sneered, "We were good friends when I was Prime Minister, and you often sent Shae into the Prime Minister's Tower through the secret passage of the Red Keep for me-fuck.

Quietly, no one knows.

Unfortunately, when my old man returns to King's Landing, he becomes Hand of the King and lives in the Chancellor's Tower, in the same bedroom I used to sleep in.

You put Shae in the same bed by the same means.

If I just leave the Red Keep without a care, you'll go back to the Prime Minister's Tower, kill Shae and my father, and leave some traces of my appearance.

In fact, after I killed Shae and my father, I left no trace at all, and there was no third party at the scene, but everyone agreed the next day that I did it. "

"Why? Shae! Shae is the biggest trace of me. That poor woman may still want to seduce the new Hand of the King, but she doesn't know that my father hates skilled women the most." The dwarf smiled bitterly.

"Is this true?" James quivered.

If it was true, then he was played and applauded by Varys.

Varys looked at Tyrion and said, "Pull the thing out of my nose first."

Tyrion shivered, and scolded with disgust on his face: "Don't tell the truth again!

Humph, I tell you, I played with all kinds of crap in Slaver's Bay. "

Varys looked at the dwarf with horror in his eyes.

A chill crept up Jaime's spine, and he stepped back as if Tyrion was radiating the plague.

"I misunderstood you." Varys apologized sincerely, "I thought you practiced evil witchcraft because of your distorted mind. Now it seems that you are still you, and nothing has changed. This kind of witchcraft is just right for you. "

"Don't talk nonsense!" Tyrion poked him again.

"Yes, you guessed it right, pull it out, it hurts!" Varys wailed.

Then the dwarf pulled out two 20 cm long blood-stained tentacles, sticky like earthworms, writhing unconsciously in mid-air, hissing and grinning.

Looking very intimidating.

"Seven Hells, what have you been through in the past two years on the continent of Essos!" James exclaimed with his scalp numb.

"Quickly explain your conspiracy," Tyrion urged angrily, kicking the fat eunuch who cowered back.

"Oh, you are right. If Duke Tywin survives, Lannister's Iron Throne will be as stable as Mount Tai. This was my thought at the time, and now it seems a bit ridiculous."

"Ten Tywins are not enough to fight the Dragon Queen, and a hundred Tywins are not enough to defend King's Landing in the White Walker siege.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's just that he, like me, belongs to the 'real world' without magic, gods and dragons.

The world is so crazy right now that old school Game of Thrones players like us are getting knocked out. Varys sighed.

James looked ugly, "I forced you to release Tyrion, was it part of your plan?"

"The goal has already been determined, and the rest is to make the best use of the situation and act according to circumstances." The fat eunuch said.

"Slap!" James stepped forward and slapped him hard.

"That's it?" Tyrion looked at his brother and said coldly: "I thought you would give him a sword. When we first met last night, you didn't show mercy to me."

"If I hadn't shown mercy, you would have died a long time ago." James said with a look of desolation on his face, chewing bitter gourd: "Let the past go, my father plotted against others, and of course others can plot against him. In the game, how can there be innocent people?

At least, Varys did save you then, he saved me later, and you killed my father. "

The dwarf stood there frowning.

Varys looked around and reminded: "If you have business to do, hurry up.

Stannis was lining up outside the Iron Gate (the gate northeast of King's Landing) when I came in, and there may have been a fight by now. "

"Don't worry, I still have a few questions to understand." Tyrion waved his hand, looked at the eunuch and asked, "You are a foreigner, why did you participate in Illyrio's conspiracy? He helped his son ascend the Iron Throne, Makes sense, but what do you get out of it?"

(End of this chapter)