A certain sword soul's infinite journey

"My lord, those deserters..."

Tyrion spoke cautiously.

"Don't worry about them..." Lin Yi waved his hand, "Let them spread my name..."

With that said, the heavy skeleton armor on Lin Yi's body disappeared piece by piece again.

Hearing this sentence, Tyrion's eyes lit up immediately, he didn't care about being shocked by the disappearing armor, and hurriedly said.

"Lord Kazan, we can also promote your name. Lannister is one of the most powerful families in the world. If you are willing to protect Lanni..."

Lin Yi glanced at Tyrion with his cold eyes, and Tyrion didn't dare to speak any more with just one sentence.

"Dedicate all the sinful souls of your family, I can think about it."

ha!Then the whole Lannister might be finished...

Tyrion laughed to himself.

"But we can also be your faithful believers and spread your name to the world!"

Tyrion pointed at himself and Bronn, his heart pounding, he had never been so bold as today.

Tyrion was not in the slightest burdened with the matter.

He might be worried about the obstruction of the church, but he would never think that the Seven Gods would have any opinion on this.

Since childhood, Tyrion has never seen any miracles from the Seven Gods and the Old Gods, nor has he ever seen them respond to the prayers of believers.

Tyrion has no reverence for the gods.

Of course, after meeting Lin Yi, Tyrion's reverence for the gods emerged again, but compared to the Seven Gods who had no miracles or oracles at all, he believed in the God of Death who slaughtered three hundred troops by himself!

Moreover, Tyrion also had doubts about the reasons Lin Yi said before.

Is the soul of Amory Lodge really so evil that it deserves a ghost to kill it himself?

Lin Yi was a little surprised when he heard this, he thought for a while, and looked at Tyrion indifferently.

"Tyrion Lannister, don't think of getting any benefits from me. The name of Kazan is only chaos and destruction. I don't need believers, let alone answer the prayers of believers..."

"of course!"

Tyrion stroked his chest and leaned forward, smiling on his ugly face, showing no sign of discouragement.

"Even so, are you willing?"

Lin Yi asked.

"I am willing!"

Tyrion nodded solemnly.

Lin Yi glanced at him, and with his right hand, he pulled out the randomly selected fine steel sword from his waist.

In an instant, countless sword lights appeared in front of Tyrion's eyes, with dust and stone chips flying.

In the next second, Lin Yi sheathed his sword, put on his black robe, and got on his horse.

"My honorable name does not need to be spread intentionally, and there is no need to pray."

The figure of the black-robed knight on horseback gradually faded away, and Tyrion and Bronn also drew their eyes from a distance to their eyes.

On the ground, sword marks intertwined into a big word.

"Karan"

Tyrion's eyes lit up at the sight of the name.

Is this the honorable name of Lord Kazan?

But the next second, Tyrion frowned slightly.

For some reason, he always felt that something was wrong.

……

Of course there are problems, and big ones.

On the horseback, Lin Yi sighed slightly in his heart.

He dropped the h from the honorific title given to Tyrion, making it Kazan, which sounds very similar.

But the honorable name is a very rigorous thing, even if there is only a difference of one letter, it is very likely to point to a completely different result.

Before seeing this name, [Kazan] in the minds of Tyrion and Bronn was a vague and chaotic concept.

But after seeing this name, [Kazan] in his mind became concrete [Kazan]...

Although the former is chaotic, it still points to the ghosts and gods sealed in Lin Yi's arms. Even if the latter is only missing one letter, it points to Lin Yi instead of ghosts and gods.

Lin Yi is naturally much safer than ghosts and gods. He is just a ghost swordsman with the power of ghosts and gods. In a few months, he may become a sword soul who has given up the power of ghosts and gods.

This is also the better way he can think of to deal with the aftermath.

Of course, the best way is to kill both Tyrion and Bronn.

After all, the mental state of these two people was affected by Kazan's honorable name. Even if there is a remedy, it will always be a hidden danger.

But Lin Yi didn't want to attack them for the time being.

Part of the reason is that in the final analysis, it is his own fault in this matter. It is very difficult for Lin Yi to decide whether to let other people pay for his mistakes.

In addition, Tyrion's identity and head are still useful in this world, and Bronn has the obligation to protect him back to King's Landing.

That civet-like mercenary was very smart. He seemed to be keenly aware of Lin Yi's killing intent, so he remained respectful without saying a word.

This made Lin Yi's hesitant killing intent dissipate again.

After killing Bronn, it is very difficult for Tyrion to return to King's Landing alive.

And this kind of gratuitous behavior might make Tyrion think something.

At least for now they can't die...

But the future is uncertain!

Lin Yi thought so.

He still has to rush to the north of the Great Wall, so it is very difficult to have the opportunity to return to the southern border.

Surveillance, and even the task of killing Tyrion and Bronn, will be handed over to his little disciple Arya...

Thinking of this, Lin Yi's originally blocked mood became clear again.

Then it's decided!

……

The sky was getting dark, and the turquoise lake was like a big piece of shining aluminum foil in the setting sun.

There was silence all around, and occasionally there were a few strange calls of crows, it was not as quiet as the war-torn Hejian Land.

On the road outside the manor, a sound of horseshoes gradually sounded.

Tabor, who was dozing against the dirt wall of the manor, woke up suddenly, and hurriedly took a bow, arrow and dagger to peer out secretly.

Seeing the masked black-robed knight, Tabor immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Ah, it's him."

But out of vigilance, Tabor picked up the horn on his waist and blew vigorously.

The people who were waiting for dinner at the small town tavern immediately stood up and picked up their weapons.

"What's the matter! What's the matter!" Someone yelled loudly.

"calm!"

Yoren came out of the back kitchen, slamming the scabbard on the counter in his hand.

"Everyone take up arms and follow me to the city wall!"

Everyone echoed and walked out of the tavern one after another.

Arya wanted to follow, but was held back by Yoren.

He bent down and whispered in Arya's ear.

"If the situation is not right, take your little friends to the barn in the northwest corner, where Coss found a secret passage, just under the straw pile that was pressed down by the carriage..."

"No, Yoren..."

Arya frowned tightly.

"Tell Gendry about that, I don't need it!"

But Yoren curled his lips, and said casually: "This is your teacher's original words, I don't care if you listen to it or not!"

Of course Lin Yi didn't say this, but Arya had to fall into conflict and entanglement because of this.

Seeing this, Yoren felt secretly happy, and then he strode out with his sword in hand.

But before he could go out, he saw those who rushed out first came back.

"What's going on?" Yoren frowned.

Arya also looked up, but only saw Kos smiled and said something in a low voice.

Hearing what Kos said, the seriousness on Yoren's face also disappeared, he turned his head and smiled, and waved to everyone.

"The alert is removed, everything is fine!"

"What's the matter?"

Arya asked quickly.

Yoren looked at her and smiled, lightly.

"Your teacher is back."

Chapter 36 The Raft

It is said to be a city wall, but in fact it is just a three- to four-meter-long earth-rock wall. You don't even need a ladder to attack this kind of place, and there are plenty of places to climb on the unpolished wall.

But anyway, a wall is a wall, and something is better than nothing.

Living within the walls, at least, is much safer than living on the open river bank.

In the small town, except for the vigilantes, everyone gathered in the tavern whose ceiling was burned off.

The ground has been cleaned by everyone, and a pile of armor and spears are piled up on the ground.

After Lin Yi came back, he took Youlun and two carriages out of the town, and brought back the pile of weapons and armor that he had piled up among the reeds by the roadside.

"And that's all!"

Yoren waved his hand, looking quite heroic.

"Everyone choose one by themselves, and put it on when we are on the road tomorrow!"

As soon as the words fell, the people around suddenly burst into exclamations.

"Is this armor?"

"so much?"

"It's true! This feeling is real steel, I won't admit it!"

"Do I have a share too?"

"Haha! I have armor too!"

"I want this, don't snatch it from me!"

"Ha! Old Jack, who will take it from you? Only you can wear such a fat model!"

While making noise, the crowd robbed the armor and spears transported back by Youlun and Lin Yi.

They don't care how these armors come from, in their hearts, it doesn't matter at all.

But Yoren didn't think so, so he had an excuse ready early on.

But looking at the situation at hand, it seems that these excuses are not necessary.