Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King Chapter 310

  Chapter 310 Cleaning

  Earl Titus Peake had the desire to kill in his blood since he was very young.

  Perhaps this stemmed from dissatisfaction with the decline of the Peak family, or perhaps it was purely a manifestation of the darkness in his heart.

  Now that the Seven Kingdoms are in chaos, Earl Peake's restless heart can no longer be suppressed. He longs for killing, for blood, and for restoring the family's former glory.

  So when Caesar appointed him as the vanguard and promised to hand over Highgarden to the Peak family, the killing desire in Earl Peak's blood suddenly rose.

  Looking at the white castle standing on a high hill ahead, Earl Peake seemed to smell the smell of blood.

   At this time, the gate of Gaoting city was wide open, and countless panicked people were running away.

  The influence of the Ironborn invasion by the Deer Party rebellion has not yet dissipated, and the people of Highgarden still have a serious psychological shadow on the war. When they heard the news that the Horse Party army was approaching, the whole castle fell into chaos.

  In addition, the Duke of Mace had escaped, Lady Olenna was dead, and the steward, Gals, was cleaning up again. Therefore, when Earl Peake arrived, the entire High Court was covered in riots and blood.

   "Oman, you lead the cavalry to hunt down the fleeing Tyrell." Earl Peake ordered loudly, "Others, follow me into the city! Enter the city!"

   "Have you arrived yet?" Duke of Metz asked.

  The inflatable fish is sweating profusely after a long ride, and the saddle under the buttocks is as hot as a hot iron.

   "My lord, please hold on for a while longer, we will be there soon." Geliot Buddha Flower comforted him patiently.

   "Which pier did you choose?" Duke Metz gritted his teeth and asked, "Why is it so remote!"

   "It needs to be remote so that the horse party won't be able to track it down." Seeing that the inflatable fish couldn't hold on any longer, Geliott said, "Why don't we take a break?"

  Unexpectedly, the Duke of Metz shook his head again and again:

   "No, no, go, go, I can hold on."

   As he spoke, the inflatable fish moved its body on the horse, pouted its buttocks, hugged the horse's neck, and assumed an awkward and ugly posture.

   Geliot suppressed a smile and said:

   "Yes, my lord."

   After another half day of walking, they finally came to a small, almost deserted pier by the Mande River.

  There is no one around, and of course there is no boat in sight, only a few crabs running rampant on the rocky beach.

   With the help of the guards, the Duke of Mace got off his horse with difficulty. He looked around, and he suddenly felt suspicious:

   "Gayliott, where is our boat?"

   "We'll be there soon." When Geliott said this, his eyes were not on the river, but on the sky.

   Duke Metz has not realized that something is wrong, he is lying on a big rock panting.

  The midday sun was quite dazzling, and he couldn't help squinting his eyes.

   "My lord, the person who picked us up is here." Geliott said suddenly.

   Duke Metz got up from the rock and looked around, but still did not see the shadow of the ship.

   "Where is it? Why didn't I see it?"

  At this moment, Duke Mace suddenly heard the sound of leather wings beating the air from the sky. He looked up suspiciously, and saw a white dragon flying towards him!

   "Dragon!" Duke Mace exclaimed, his heart skipped a few beats for an instant.

  Seeing the indifferent expression of Geliot Flower beside him, the Duke of Mace knew that he was betrayed no matter how stupid he was.

   "Traitor!" He yelled angrily, turned around and ran away.

   Geliott didn't go after him either, but just looked at him playfully.

  Duke Mace ran a few steps, and saw the white dragon land in front of him, the shadow cast by its huge body completely enveloped him, and the smoke and dust from the flapping of its leather wings almost made him unable to breathe.

   "Ahem... Caesar, Caesar... Oh no, His Majesty the Storm King..." The white dragon's blood-red eyes made Duke Metz tremble, and he was almost speechless, "Son-in-law, my good son-in-law!"

  He sat down on the ground and cried, "I really didn't want to hurt you! My mother forced it, she forced it!"

   "Okay, inflatable fish, I won't kill you." Sam Will said.

  Hearing this, Duke Metz suddenly had hope rekindled in his heart:

"real?"

   "Really." Samwell showed a sincere smile, "You are my good father-in-law."

   "Where's the inflatable fish?"

  Earl Titus Peake strode into the main castle hall with a blood-stained sword and a murderous look.

  Gals Tyrell, the high court chief on the opposite side, looked calm and said:

   "Master Peck, if you can promise not to hurt Duke of Metz, I will take you to see him."

  Earl Peck was a little surprised that the inflatable fish was still in the city. Hearing this, he immediately nodded and said solemnly:

   "How could I hurt Lord Mace, he is my lord. This time we came to High Court just to clean up the traitors around Lord Mace."

  Gals seemed to believe this sentence, saying:

   "Okay, you come with me."

  Earl Peake followed Garth to leave the main castle, and walked along the promenade, getting more and more remote.

"where are we going?"

   "Dungeon."

   "Dungeon?" Earl Peake was stunned for a moment, and then he was relieved, "Where is Mace hiding? It's really a good idea."

  Gals didn't speak.

  Earl Peake was very interested in talking:

   "Gals, your choice this time is very smart. You should decisively abandon Metz and Olenna and join the winning side. You may get a castle if you make such a great contribution."

   "I've never expected a castle." Gals said lightly, "I just hope you can kill fewer people."

"You killed yourself a lot." Earl Peake smiled, "It can be seen that you really hate those people from the Deer Party. But these guys really deserve to be killed. The chaos in the river bend is like this. It was their fault."

  Gals didn't argue, and walked forward in silence, all the way to the door of the dungeon, and walked in first.

  Earl Peake also went in.

  The dark environment inside blinded him briefly, and he could only hear the sound of the iron door closing heavily behind him.

  Earl Peake was slightly startled, aware that something was wrong in his heart, and was about to speak when he saw a Tyrell family knight rushing towards him, the long sword in his hand gleaming with a deadly cold light.

   "What are you doing!" Earl Peake asked angrily as the long sword pierced his shoulder blade.

   "For the bend of the river!" Another Tyrell family knight rushed up.

  Earl Peake cursed and greeted him with his sword.

   But the severe pain in his shoulder blade made him unable to even hold his sword steady.

   Chi—

   Another sword pierced into the lower abdomen.

  Earl Peake let out a scream, staggered and fell backwards.

   But Gals supported him from behind, stuck a dagger into his lower back, and said in his ear at the same time:

   "This is what happens to traitors!"

  Earl Peake finally realized that this was a trap aimed at himself.

   But he couldn't figure it out, how dare Gals and the others kill him?

   Outside is the army of the Ma Party. These people killed him, don't they want to live?

   Pain swept through his body, and Earl Peake knelt down on his knees, struggling and roaring:

   "Gals! The Horse Party will avenge me!"

  Gals showed a sarcastic smile, leaned down and said softly:

   "Peke, you still haven't figured out who is going to kill you? There are some games, it's better not to join them lightly."

  Earl Peake trembled when he heard this, as if he had been stabbed again.

  Thinking gradually stagnated, but before the darkness completely overwhelmed him, what Earl Peake had frozen in his mind was the picture of Caesar smiling at himself holding a red wine glass.

  It turned out to be him...

  (end of this chapter)

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