Eagle of the Valley of Ice and Fire.
Chapter 262 Broken Spider Web
Chapter 262 Broken Spider Web
261 Broken Spider Web
Harrenhal had just experienced a heavy rain.
Attis stroked the city wall, as if he was on a cliff wrapped in a strong wind. The arrogance of the black-hearted Harren who wanted to rely on the castle to fight against the dragon flame seemed to have turned into these twisted and deformed tall towers, just like Harren's outstretched hand touching the dark sky, expressing his unwillingness that was beyond human control.
He looked far to the south, the direction of King's Landing.
The land between the rivers is vast and open, so even the heavy cavalry in the valley can travel back and forth without taking too long.
He arrived before the main force of the army, and after temporarily resolving the problems with the North, the situation in King's Landing became the top priority.
"I'm afraid the rain will continue, sir." Harold Hatton's voice appeared beside him, drowning out the sound of the wind.
There were flames of fire between the towers of Harrenhal, and their dim light could still be seen reflected off the wet mail and helmets.
The weather is too gloomy and cold.
The Duke walked down the tower without saying a word, and Harold followed behind him. The huge spiral staircase surrounded the tower, and there was no other sound except the sound of their footsteps.
It was not until the two of them stepped onto the ragged grass under the city wall that the silence was completely broken by the sound of rain, wind, and rustling grass.
"This wind came from the north, hovering over Harrenhal for a long time, and then continued southward," said Artis.
Harold frowned and looked up at the sky. "I'm afraid the rain will continue, sir."
The Duke opened his arms and said, "The gloom in the sky of Harrenhal has brought so much rain to King's Landing."
King's Landing was in chaos. The rain came at a perfect time.
The accumulated water dripped out from the cracks of the secret passage. Varys' nose twitched, and he held the wall with his hand. He felt a rough and sticky feeling in his palm. The water mixed with gravel and soil stuck to his hand, which was disgusting.
Sansa is a step slow after all, he sighed in his heart.
There was no sign of the Stark girl at the pre-designed location. He could only let his little bird stay for one more day, as his pace might not be able to keep up with the changing situation.
Why isn't Joffrey dead? Why isn't Joffrey dead? Why isn't Joffrey dead!
Varys lifted up his robe and walked through the deep water in the secret passage. There were water plants on his forehead. How could there be water plants in this damn place?
He gasped and wiped the water off his head, but he couldn't tell whether it was feces, urine, rain, sweat, or a mixture of all of these.
The water had risen to his calves, and the stench of King's Landing seemed to be hidden in these rolling bubbles. Varys moved his calves hard and ran along the familiar route.
The wooden ladder came into view, and Varys stopped, his heavy breathing gradually subsiding. He approached the ladder, looked up at the water dripping from the gap in the partition, and his violent heartbeat slowly slowed down.
He hated the uneasiness caused by being out of control. He was not worried about the secret movements of the High Sparrow and the little birds all over King's Landing, who could almost instantly pass the news to him through the spider webs.
The person who hid the poison was a priest arranged by the High Sparrow, and the person who poisoned it was also the High Sparrow. He just took advantage of his years of hard work in King's Landing and sold him the poison.
In the end, it was only that group of mobs that would incur the roar of the Lannister lion, and it would never be his turn.
But why didn't Joffrey die?
Varys reached out and grasped the middle of the ladder expertly, lifted it gently, and leaned it against the wall.
Looking at the dust that had accumulated over the years on the worn partition, Varys wiped it off with his sleeve. In his eyes, it looked brand new.
The escape location was one he had recently arranged to prevent the secret passages in the Red Keep from being discovered by Lannister's spies.
The tunnels of King's Landing are densest in the Red Keep, spreading outward like the center of a spider web and gradually becoming sparse.
He knew that King's Landing had been blocked for a long time and had not been opened yet. It was watched inside and outside by the minions of the Capital Garrison, and it was very risky to leave the city.
Alas, he sighed softly. His old friend was afraid that he would die in the sacred Cathedral of Baelor. However, the words he expected, "For Arryn, long live Lord Artis," did not appear. Instead, "Long live Stannis" echoed in the square for a long time.
Varys knew that many of those shouting here were people who followed the crowd without knowing the situation, but he himself did not know who the source was, and even if he had suspicions in his heart it was difficult to determine.
He placed his hands against the partition and pushed hard. The heavy partition was covered with dirt and was not easy to push open all at once, not to mention that his arms were exhausted from the desperate attempt.
With another strong push, the partition moved up slightly.
Varys wiped the sweat off his forehead. He witnessed with his own eyes Tywin falling down, holding his throat.
He sighed. So many people deserved to die in King's Landing, but the Lannisters and Arryns must be buried together under the broken walls and burning flames.
This is the real way to get rid of the biggest threat. But if only Tywin dies, there will be no one in Westeros who can check and balance Arryn.
Varys pushed hard, and the partition suddenly opened, and fresh air and sudden rain rushed to his face.
What does King's Landing look like without Tywin in Artis' eyes? Is it a piece of fat meat that he is sure to get, or a delicious cake?
Varys's bloated body emerged, his hands pressing against the soft soil of the ground.
I'm afraid that by this time, Sir Robert Royce will have an extra map of the wildfire's location with him, but this is certainly not all.
If you want the falcon to fold its wings and roost in the dragon's nest, how can you do that without adding some blood?
Varys came out of the secret passage and let out a long sigh. This was his last gamble.
It's time to go. It's time for him to leave King's Landing.
Without Tywin, the Lannisters are like mad lions, and they will get hurt all over their bodies while crawling and rolling.
As long as the falcon enters King's Landing, wildfire will spread uncontrollably in the city.
A mad lion and a proud and complacent falcon will only end up destroying each other.
He smiled, and the rain hit his face, splashing out like water in victory.
The bright sword light was also reflected into his eyes by the splashes of water.
"We finally meet, the octopus spider hiding in the corner, I've long admired you."
Varys looked up stiffly, and the golden crescent and falcon emblem came into view.
No one should know where to escape. How could this happen?
The octopus spider thought of the Stark girl who broke her promise.
"The Prime Minister was not supposed to die," Coburn said, as if he was reciting scriptures, and James could not listen to a word of it. The strange unchained maester kicked the body of the priest in the cathedral, "You know that too."
James' attention was only on his father, and he couldn't recognize the blurry mass of flesh and blood.
"As long as it is handled in time, using some techniques that colleagues in the Citadel are unwilling to believe or even mention." Coben's words echoed in his ears like the passing wind.
Pycelle slumped to the ground, staring blankly at the bloody mass of the Prime Minister.
This flesh has no head.
"But no one could have imagined that a wolf would appear in the temple." Coben shook his head in disbelief.
"Where's Sansa! Where's Sansa! Where's Sansa?!"
Cersei's scream was somewhat hysterical.
"He bit off the Prime Minister's head with one bite. The head disappeared without a trace. It's really unbelievable." Coben whispered timidly, not daring to say more.
James looked at a small gap in the floor from which the wolf had emerged.
Barristan stood there like a dead tree drifting in the wind, silent. "At least the sparrows," he sighed before he finished speaking.
The sparrows were all caught in one fell swoop, at least those that ran from the riverlands to King's Landing were either dead or injured.
"What's the use of not catching the big sparrow and only having a group of chirping little sparrows?" James couldn't help but question.
No one responded.
"The Hound is missing too," Merlin turned to look at the king standing nearby, "and that Stark girl, too. This is the strangest thing."
"Given my father's condition, the weirdest things will have to wait until later," Jaime thought. If Tyrion were here, he would say that, and he almost laughed out loud.
Sandor Clegane felt the body temperature of the girl in his arms, and the heat rising from his lower body continued to invade him.
How dare I? The Hound looked back at King's Landing. The rain stopped for a while and the night fell quietly.
"Thank you, my knight." The girl in his arms turned her head, her bright red hair exuding the scent of mead, intoxicating him.
He couldn't help but want to kiss her, but the girl anticipated his desire and stretched her neck to kiss his ugly scar.
"We should go back," he wanted to say, but when it came to his mouth, it turned into "Where are you going?"
"Go home, back to the North." The girl said firmly.
That's a long way, the Hound thought.
(End of this chapter)
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