Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 27: Harrenhal

North of the green lake of the Gods Eye stood Harrenhal, the largest castle in the Seven Kingdoms.

This was a castle built by fear.

Legend has it that the Iron Islands and Riverlands King of that time, "Harren the Blackheart," built this "impregnable fortress" at the cost of countless weirwood trees, rocks, the lives of thousands of captives, and mortar mixed with the blood of infants.

Unfortunately, he didn't consider Aegon's dragons.

During Aegon's Conquest, dragonflame engulfed everything from the sky, and Harren turned into charred bones in the highest tower, which was later called "Kingspyre Tower."

Harrenhal lost its master.

After that, Harrenhal changed hands several times, and without exception, the families who owned it eventually became history.

People then believed that Harrenhal was cursed.

Joffrey originally thought this was just an exaggeration. What did it matter if several families had died one after another over hundreds of years? It didn't prove anything.

But now.

On the vast and dilapidated Harrenhal, Joffrey saw a scene filled with hazy blood.

Lady Shella Whent, the Countess of Harrenhal, appeared with only a mere dozen people, each extremely wary, trying to hide their fear of the huge beast.

The power of Rain was clearly not reassuring.

"Harrenhal does not welcome strangers! Who are you? What are you up to!? Don't think we are afraid of this monster."

These people did not recognize the Crown Prince.

Tyrion reluctantly jumped off the lion's back and walked to the people of House Whent to negotiate.

"Greetings, esteemed Lady Whent, I am Tyrion Lannister, as you may have heard."

The dwarf's stature was very recognizable.

"The King's party will arrive soon. The Crown Prince and I have no malicious intentions, we just wanted to see the magnificent Harrenhal in advance. I hope House Whent will forgive us."

More than a dozen knights came riding on horseback.

These knights should have been closely following the Crown Prince, but their horses couldn't keep up with Rain's speed, so they arrived a little later.

Fortunately, they were still in time.

The House Whent people saw the stag banner of House Baratheon and the golden lion banner of House Lannister flying on their backs.

The elderly Lady Whent dispelled all doubts.

"Your Royal Highness, Lord Tyrion, this old woman has been rude, please forgive me."

Lady Whent bowed with difficulty.

She turned and ordered her subordinates, "Hurry back and prepare. Notify everyone to make sure His Majesty and his party feel the enthusiasm and sincerity of House Whent."

Rain had already begun to move proudly, and Tyrion had no choice but to follow behind, stepping on the dirt with regret.

Lady Whent personally led the Crown Prince on the lion's back.

"Your Highness came here especially, this old woman is very honored. I only hope you won't be disappointed when you see it."

There was obvious bitterness on her face.

"Harrenhal is now just an empty ruin."

All her children had passed away before her, Harrenhal was huge and difficult to maintain, and she was old and weak. She didn't know who the next Earl of Harrenhal would be. All kinds of problems had long destroyed her smile.

"You are too modest, how can this be said to be a ruin, I don't think it's worse than the Red Keep."

Joffrey concentrated on observing Harrenhal.

It really looked like a ruin. There were no strict gates and defenses, and there was no clear boundary between the buildings and the messy piles of stones.

The people who lived here seemed particularly small and silent, like squatters in an unfinished building.

Fortunately, there was a gatehouse.

Passing through the gatehouse as tall as the Tower of the Hand in the Red Keep, perhaps it could be considered officially entering the castle.

Being in it, Joffrey could still see the scars of the dragonflame ravaging the castle.

All the stone walls were cracked and faded, and the repeatedly melted and cooled rocks flowed everywhere like water droplets. The five towers that reached into the clouds were like the rough and crooked fingers of demons, grabbing people's souls.

The scene was very terrifying.

Joffrey's gaze seemed to be looking at somewhere nonexistent inside the stone wall.

The hazy red light covering Harrenhal was not bright enough, and he could directly distinguish the brighter and more bizarre patterns in the stone wall.

New runes are beckoning me.

Joffrey confirmed a new way to obtain runes.

Buildings with mysterious ancient legends.

Castle Black and Storm's End can be determined to have the power of magic, does Winterfell have it?

He was even more looking forward to the journey ahead.

Night fell.

Harrenhal finally seemed a little lively.

King Robert led a large group of people to garrison here, and Lady Whent respectfully invited the King and others to stay in the center of Harrenhal, "Kingspyre Tower."

Although the name was a bit unlucky, King Robert happily accepted this gift.

At this time, hundreds of knights and lords and thousands of servants gathered in the Great Hall, but it was still a bit empty compared to the spacious space.

Joffrey was very curious as to why "Harren the Blackheart" built everything so large.

It's inconvenient to live in, and the environment is not good enough.

It seemed to be specially designed to shock people at how such a huge castle had been destroyed like a toy by a dragon.

But from the bottom of his heart, he was actually quite envious.

Don't mention it, big is good.

His own Red Keep is not bad, but the area is only hundreds of thousands of square meters.

Not to compare with the major palaces of the previous life, even in Westeros, Harrenhal and Winterfell and other castles are larger than the Red Keep.

How can this be tolerated.

He set himself another ambitious goal: to build a dream palace that is unprecedented and unsurpassed.

At least it should be as big as King's Landing is now.

King's Landing ah.

King's Landing.

Joffrey looked at King Robert complexly.

The King was hugging a maidservant, reeking of alcohol, boasting to the surrounding nobles and knights about his glorious deeds in the past.

Every minute and every second, every time he saw King Robert, every time he thought of the schemers of the Seven Kingdoms, Joffrey knew what a dangerous situation he was in.

He could unhesitatingly plan how to kill the King.

He faced this world with a new soul, and naturally did not accept the constraints of any relationship. He could agree with people and things that were beneficial, and treat those that were unfavorable as enemies.

Moreover, King Robert's concern for his son was also very inadequate, and there was not much affection in the days of getting along.

And without Robert, it was very important to him.

Apart from the illusory kinslaying curse, there was no reason for Joffrey to hesitate or even give up.

Speaking of which, is it still kinslaying if there is no blood relationship?

Joffrey didn't care.

He had already decided that he would not hesitate and would not torture himself.

Father. Let me call you father sincerely one more time.

I'm going to kill you.

You named me Prince of Dragonstone, so I'll make you happy one more time.

You like spectacular scenes, right.

I brought a very favorite piece of music to this world.

It's called "The King's Arrival" there, and now its name is "King's Landing."

I originally planned to keep it for my own enthronement.

Now it's for you.

Your name will be linked to it.

Be happy.

Let me dedicate a song "King's Landing" to you.

To see you off.

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