Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 52
Walking with Cobain on the stone road by the Mead River, Samwell was in a good mood.

After all, the private consultant who has just been recruited is definitely top-notch, but his moral consciousness is a bit indifferent, which is why he was expelled from the school city.

But if it wasn't for this, I'm afraid it wouldn't be Samwell's turn to catch the leak.

Just look at him in the future, and don't let him fiddle with live experiments.

"Bachelor Keben, this is the book on silver mining and smelting given to me by Bachelor Moroya. You can read it."

Facing the books handed by Samwell, Cobain did not pick them up, but said quite proudly:
"My lord, there used to be three links made of white steel on my necklace. I have long known how to mine and refine silver."

Samwell knew that the "necklace" Cobain referred to was also called a bachelor's necklace, which consisted of links made of metal, and each metal represented that the bachelor's attainments in a certain field had been recognized by the Academy City. The more the same kind of metal, the deeper the knowledge in the field represented.

And white steel represents metallurgy.

Samwell was in a good mood, put away the book that gave him a headache, and asked with a smile:

"Then what kind of metal is the most number of links on your necklace?"

"silver."

Silver represents medicine.

But immediately, Cobain sighed and said again:

"In fact, I should have acquired more Valyrian steel links, but no one in the Citadel can confirm my occult achievements."

Valyrian steel represents the maester's attainments in the occult.

Samwell's heart moved when he heard it:
"Is it because the magic disappeared?"

"Magic never disappears." Qyburn shook his head, and then with a smug smile on his face again, he said, "Your Excellency, do you know that everyone must stay vigil in a closed room on the eve before taking the oath to become a bachelor. There's no light in there, just a glass candle. So unless you can light a glass candle, you're going to spend a long night in the dark.

For hundreds of years, this glass candle has never been lit.

except me. "

Samwell frowned: "Have you ever lit a glass candle?"

"Yes, although it's just a fleeting brilliance." A sneering smile appeared on the corner of Cobain's mouth again, "However, the group of 'grey sheep' never admitted this, they said that I just had a hallucination."

Samwell couldn't help laughing when he heard Qyburn refer to the other bachelors as "sheep in gray coats".

Still, he had no doubts about the man's boastfulness.

After all, this is the guy who can create "Bioknight", so he must know magic.

It's just that it's in a period of low magic power now, and magic is no different from tricks.It wasn't until the red comet came and the magic tide became stronger that this world became strange and bizarre.The dragon can also be hatched, the ghosts have appeared again, and even the dead can be resurrected...

While chatting, the two walked under the towering tower without knowing it.

At this moment, a figure suddenly rushed out from the side, startling Samwell.

As soon as he put on his defensive posture, he heard the man shout:

"Sam, I have found you!"

It was only then that Samwell saw the other person's appearance clearly, and found out that it was Horace Redwyne, the eldest son of the Redwyne family on Qingting Island.

"Horace, what's the matter with you looking for me in such a hurry?"

Panting, Horace ran up to Samwell, his freckled square face was covered with fine beads of sweat, his orange hair was all soaked, and he looked rather embarrassed.

"I..." Horace closed his mouth immediately after he opened his mouth. He took a few deep breaths, straightened his collar, as if he wanted to save his decent image, "Oh, it's like this, Sir Caesar .The last time you came to Qingting Island, you just missed it with my father. In order to express my apology, my father specially sent me to pick you up."

"Thank you for the Redwyne family's kindness." Samwell smiled slightly, "But I don't plan to go to Qingting Island anymore."

"Huh?" Horace froze for a moment.

"I'm so sorry, Horace, to make your trip useless."

"But... But, don't you want to talk to your father about the sale of new wine? There are also supplies..."

"Oh, no need. The Hightower family has already agreed to help me sell the new wine, and the Tyrell family will also participate."

"What!" Horace was dumbfounded as if struck by lightning.

Seeing that Samwell was about to leave, he quickly stretched out his hand to hold him, with a hint of pleading unconsciously in his tone:
"Shan...Sir Caesar, the Redwyne family sincerely wants to cooperate with you. In terms of wine sales, there is really no family in Westeros that can compare with our family! Believe me, only the merchants of Qingting Island The team knows how to sell your wine at the highest price! How to make your wine famous in the shortest time!
And we also have a caravan to the continent of Essos, which can sell your wine to the other side of the Narrow Sea! "

Samwell then stopped and said:

"Okay, since Earl Paxter is so kind, I'll go to Arbor Island again."

"Great!" Horace smiled happily, and then said eagerly, "When are we leaving? In the afternoon? My ship can leave anytime!"

"Tomorrow, I still have some things to deal with."

"Okay! Tomorrow morning, we will leave!"

After receiving the approval letter, Horace finally relaxed.

However, his attitude towards Samwell remained undiminished, and he kept bragging to Samwell about the huge caravan on Arbor Island and how the sales of wine topped Westeros...

Back at the towering tower, Samwell first went to find Baelor Hightower and told him that he had met Moroya and had obtained the method of silver mining and refining.

Of course, he didn't mention that he had recruited a bachelor who had just been expelled from the Academy City, so as not to cause complications.

Then the two finalized some specific details of the brandy consignment and material supply.

In these two matters, Samwell clearly felt the kindness of the Hightower family.

The brandy supply price he quoted at the beginning was ten silver stags per gallon, which actually has a lot of profit margins, and it was reserved for the Hightower family to bargain, but he did not expect Baylor to accept the supply directly price.

In terms of the supply of food and other living materials, Baylor's price is also very favorable.

Samwell, who has always been a self-proclaimed profiteer, was a little embarrassed.

Baylor seemed to see what Samwell was thinking, and said with a smile:

"Sir Caesar, don't forget the Hightower language. For a brave knight like you, we are willing to provide some insignificant help to light your way forward."

Samwell was in a good mood, and sincerely said:
"Hightower is such a great family! Thank you for your generosity. If there is anything that needs me in the future, please do not hesitate to ask."

After signing the contract with the Hightower family, Samwell found the Tyrell family without stopping.

Since the Duke of Metz was not present, Samwell only discussed some details of the brandy consignment with the Duchess and Miss Margery, and drew up a contract, which was brought back to the High Court for the Duke of Metz to sign.

As for gathering the refugees, Samwell didn't mention it. He believed that Margaery would ask the Duke of Metz to agree to it after returning.

After these things were done, the mission of Samwell's trip to Old Town was successfully completed.

Although a little hasty, he didn't have the intention to stay here for a long time at this time.

It had been half a month since he left Yingzui Island, and he just wanted to go back early to see how the construction of his castle was progressing.

So, early the next morning, Samwell left Old Town on the merchant ship of the Redwyne family after bidding farewell to Earl Layton.

(End of this chapter)