Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 287 Black Room Trial
Tyrion and the wounded sat in the carriage, carefully examining the riders in the teams in front and behind the carriage. They came from the 19 castles of the Wall, and the personnel were mixed. The Night's Watch brothers only accounted for a small part of them. The main force was part of the King's First Regiment, followed by the North's troops, then some people in the Riverlands and the Valley, and finally the Braavos mercenaries and the Night's Watch.

Although Tyrion had caused a big stir, he had already passed the temporary camp and it was impossible to investigate on the spot. And the first batch were all "meritorious people" in the words of King Viserys. Even if Bowen Marsh wanted to help Tyrion investigate thoroughly, it would be difficult for him to gather all the people he suspected.

What's more, Tyrion is a "Lannister", a sensitive identity in the eyes of the king and the Starks, so Bowen, who was in charge, chose to make a big deal out of a small matter after repeatedly confirming that Tyrion could not point out the "murderer". He only arranged for a few Night's Watchmen to look after his lightly wounded safety and the matter was left unresolved.

The Hound's words also made Tyrion more aware of the current situation. If he wanted to find out who was trying to murder him, he could only rely on himself. So after examining his own self-worth, he chose to rely on the Braavos mercenaries and the Night's Watch in Eastwatch-by-the-Sea. No matter how he counted them, they had a life-and-death friendship.

Tyrion shamelessly asked the Braavos commander for a few mercenary brothers to escort him. Tyrion was the window and coordinator for the communication between the mercenaries and the Night's Watch, so the Braavos mercenaries were happy to provide help in their capacity.

Since then, the march gradually approached Winterfell, and there were several breaks in between, and no murders occurred. However, because of Tyrion's incident, the patrols in the camp became much tighter during the breaks.

The team arrived at Winterfell without any incident along the way.

The torches of the marching troops were long and dense. Winterfell could see the approaching troops from a distance and sent riders out of the city to greet them.

Because of the previous battle, the north gate and west gate of Winterfell had been completely blocked, so the riders led the team around a big circle from the east, passed through the heavily defended winter town, and finally entered from the east gate.

Acting Lord Sansa came to greet them personally with a large group of Winterfell's leaders.

When Tyrion saw Sansa standing at the city gate, he quickly withdrew his gaze and hid in the carriage in embarrassment. He was married to Sansa during Tywin's reign in King's Landing, although the marriage ended when Tyrion was exiled to the Wall for regicide.
By the way, Joffrey's death is also related to Sansa.
Tyrion wondered: Sansa Stark couldn't possibly want to kill him? But it was Arya Stark who saved him that day.

Although poisoning Joffrey is not a glorious thing, now it is the Targaryen dynasty, who cares how Joffrey died? Is Sansa still trying to silence people about Joffrey?
Tyrion thought about it carefully and felt that the girl was probably not mentally ill.

He was just daydreaming when he saw rows of carriages carrying the wounded from the Great Wall passing through the castle gate and passing by dignitaries from all over the country greeting each other.

Suddenly, Tyrion heard a familiar hoarse voice.

"Oh, my lords, you must be exhausted. Winterfell has prepared a banquet and rooms."

Littlefinger, Petyr Baelish?

Forgive Tyrion for not being well-informed. He had fought in the Long Night at the Wall for more than two years. Although he had heard about Stark's recovery of the North and knew that the two Stark sisters had borrowed troops from the Vale, no one had ever mentioned Littlefinger.

Since the Great Wall entered the long night, news from the garrison other than the commanders has been particularly cut off. Eastwatch is on the edge, and after news from the sea was cut off, the only information channel left was Castle Black.

Although Eastwatch is only fifty leagues away from Castle Black, the news between the two sides is not smooth. Except for urgent military information and some major military decision-making meetings, Eastwatch is almost isolated from the outside world. Without military orders, ordinary garrisons cannot leave the castle at all. In the past two years, Tyrion has not even been to several castles in Eastwatch. After several attacks by the White Walkers, there are few northern troops or valley troops in the reinforcements to Eastwatch, so Tyrion has no way of knowing the actual situation of Winterfell.

Tyrion almost forgot that he was captured in the Eyrie because of Littlefinger's false information to Catelyn.
Tyrion was wondering why he could let Littlefinger go so easily when he returned to King's Landing to serve as acting Prime Minister? He let the other person go without even a simple questioning.

Soon, he remembered that he had rushed to King's Landing with Tywin's letter. Tyrion, who had no foundation, chose to play both sides, busy taking power from Cersei and Joffrey, and busy competing for dominance with the ministers of King's Landing.

In order to win over political collaborators, he gave up the idea of ​​confronting Littlefinger with the dagger. At that time, he was busy in King's Landing and gradually forgot about it. By the time he took control of the situation in King's Landing, Littlefinger had already hooked up with Tywin and successfully completed a dangerous mission - going south to seek peace with the Tyrell family, and then being named Earl of Harrenhal by Tywin, and then heading to the Vale.
Think about it, how did Littlefinger get involved with the Starks? And how did Sansa escape from the scene of Joffrey's death in King's Landing to the Vale?

Then, now that Littlefinger has hooked up with Stark, he has hooked up with Targaryen.
hiss~
Littlefinger had every motivation and reason to kill Tyrion.

Tyrion realized that because he was a smart man - he was not humble about this in his own mind, and Littlefinger obviously thought so too, so the threat he posed to Littlefinger was unimaginable.

Tyrion was exposed to a lot of information during his tenure as Prime Minister in King's Landing. After careful review, several major events he experienced were vaguely related to Littlefinger.

The moment Tyrion realized Littlefinger was in Winterfell, he caught a glimpse of a dense web of conspiracy, and at the other end of the web was Littlefinger Petyr Baelish, hiding behind the scenes.

It is still unclear who murdered him, but Tyrion is the biggest suspect.

Then, Tyrion began to wonder what secret Littlefinger was trying to cover up that would force him to die in his place?

He began to wonder why a "smart man" like Littlefinger would use the most inappropriate assassination to solve a problem. Tyrion suddenly remembered that the Targaryen King hated the dishonorable activity of assassination because he was once assassinated by the Faceless Killer of the House of Black and White, and even destroyed the House of Black and White with his own hands. It is obviously impossible to get a good reputation in the Targaryen political arena if such a thing is exposed, so what secret is worth Littlefinger doing this?

Tyrion thought a lot, but most of the things he could think of were based on hearsay and lacked any real evidence.

However, Tyrion is never a man who sits and waits for death. He thought for a moment, came up with an idea, and decided to alert the enemy.

After a moment's thought, Tyrion lifted a corner of the carriage, put on a playful expression, and took the initiative to greet loudly: "Lord Petyr, is it really you? It is a pleasure to meet an old friend in such a snowy place."

Tyrion's head appeared from the carriage, half of his ear was tied up with a bandage, and the scar on his face looked somewhat hideous in the firelight.

Littlefinger was startled when he heard the voice. He turned around and saw Tyrion. His expression quickly returned to a friendly smile on his face. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Oh, Lord Lannister, long time no see. I didn't expect to see you here. Why are you among the wounded? Did you get hurt heroically at the Wall?"

"The White Walkers can't hurt me." Tyrion deliberately exposed the bandage on his ear. "But someone wants to take my life. People's hearts are really terrible. In the crisis of the Long Night, everyone responded to King Viserys's call to fight against the White Walkers together. How could there be someone who would want to cover up the secret and murder the heroes fighting against the White Walkers on the front line?"

"How could such a thing happen?" Little Finger asked in surprise, "Who murdered you? Has the murderer received the punishment he deserved?"

Tyrion gave him an ambiguous smile, and then casually said, "Hey, let's not talk about my business. But you, I heard that you married Lady Lysa in the Vale. Why don't you take your wife to be your earl in Harrenhal instead of coming to Winterfell?"

Littlefinger smiled and shook his head: "No, no, no, I am just a small lord of the Five Fingers Peninsula. Now I am just here to assist Lady Sansa and Lord Arya to do something within my ability for Lysa."

"Really? That's interesting," Tyrion commented thoughtfully.

"Hmm." Little Finger smiled but said nothing.

The two looked at each other in silence.

After a while, the carriage started again.

Tyrion smiled and said, "I must go to the castle to recover from my wounds, Lord Petyr. I look forward to seeing you again."

Little Finger didn't take it seriously and just ended the conversation as a greeting: "It's my honor."

But this conversation has just ended.

Before the carriage entered the castle, Tyrion hurriedly asked Chief Bowen to arrange for the lightly wounded Night's Watchmen and the Braavos mercenaries he had requested to get off the carriage, and went to find Chief Bowen, asking him to help ask Sandor Clegane, the Hound, the guard beside Arya Stark.

Tyrion told Lord Bowen, "I want to repay him for saving my life."

Bowen was confused: "Now?"

Tyrion smiled. "Yes."

Chief Bowen didn't want to get involved in Tyrion's affairs. Seeing that this was the only request, he didn't ask any further and went to help him find someone.

-

After Littlefinger said goodbye to Tyrion, he immediately came quietly behind Sansa. After she and Arya Stark had an awkward conversation about some awkward things about Winterfell at the city gate, he leaned close to Sansa's ear and whispered to her, "Sansa, I saw Tyrion, Tyrion Lannister."

"What?" Sansa was surprised and a little confused by this information.

"He's in the Night Watch's wounded wagon."

"I him." Sansa whispered awkwardly, "I have nothing to do with him anymore. He is a member of the Night's Watch, and I am -"

Littlefinger interrupted her: "The Kingslayer, he is the Kingslayer who killed Joffrey."

"What do you mean? This matter is already in the past. He won't... Even if he comes to question me, he won't get anything. But you."

Littlefinger's eyes drooped. "Me? Believe it or not, Sansa, Joffrey's affairs were not my fault. But you are right, it is in the past, and the past should be left in the past."

"What?" Sansa turned her head and looked at Littlefinger, who looked calm and composed. "What can he do now? This is the Targaryen dynasty."

"You have a point. Even if he puts the blame on you for Joffrey's crime, I don't think the Targaryen king and 'prince' would have any other ideas. After all, even if they believe it, you are a heroine in the North who has eliminated a great threat for the Targaryens."

Sansa was inexplicably worried when she heard this, and she said quickly, "But I didn't do that."

Littlefinger nodded: "Of course, I know it wasn't you, but others may not think so. I mean, maybe I'm worrying too much, maybe nothing will happen, maybe the Targaryen prince likes 'brave' girls, right?"

Sansa hesitated: "Perhaps I should talk to him, after all..."

"Talk to him, really?" Littlefinger's eyes showed disappointment. "I thought you had learned a lot about the Lannisters' double-dealing and conspiracy in King's Landing."

Sansa frowned: "Then what should I do? I can't just do nothing. And he..." Sansa couldn't say it. The inexplicable respect that Tyrion had for her during their marriage made her feel that the other party might be a "good man".

Littlefinger saw that the topic was almost ready, so he asked as if suggesting, "How about this, Sansa, I will go and test his attitude for you, what do you think?"

Sansa pinched her fingers: "Is it okay? Or I can do it myself"

"Of course, you can go by yourself," Little Finger winked, "if you insist."

Sansa's expression froze, and she was stunned for a moment before she said, "Lord Baelish, I'm really sorry to bother you all the time."

"Sansa, I did this for Lysa," Littlefinger wiped his eyes and said sadly, "and for your mother, Catelyn."

Sansa nodded and said, "Thank you for your help, uncle."

Little Finger was stunned for a moment when he heard the voice, then agreed and immediately set off to find Lynn Corbray.

-

But let’s talk about Tyrion.

The Hound Sandor reeked of alcohol, and it seemed that he had drunk quite a bit since entering the city. He looked down at Tyrion from above and asked, "You want to buy me a drink?"

Tyrion was prepared. He sent his black brothers to keep an eye on him and said, "Sandor, I would like to ask you to introduce me to your Lord Duke."

"No," the Hound refused. "What are you thinking, Lannister?"

"What bad intentions could I have? But the other people in Winterfell may not be like that. Someone has played the Stark family around. Maybe the duke you are loyal to has been sold out and is counting money." Tyrion pouted. "Take me to see her, Sandor. You and Arya Stark saved me. I will repay you with wealth and power, and repay her with the truth."

"Do I look like someone who needs those things? Go to hell, half-man, you are insulting me." The Hound grinned, "I won't believe a word you say. King Targaryen thinks you have made great contributions and allows you to rest in Winterfell. You should just give me a good hot spring bath and a good sleep, and don't cause trouble or make things unhappy, okay?"

Tyrion goaded him. "I thought you had lost your honor at the Blackwater."

"Screw your honor, and don't mention that in front of me."

"If that's what you said, then I won't care." Tyrion was also playing hard to get. "That's right. What happened to the Stark daughters has nothing to do with us. They were just being used. It's common for women to be deceived. It's just a bit unbearable to watch them follow in Lady Catelyn's footsteps."

The Hound blocked Tyrion's view with his body, and said aggressively, "I hate this expression of yours the most, half-man. It's a relief for you to only lose an ear."

"so?"

"Seven Hells." The big man, taller than all three Tyrions, sat down, still looking down at Tyrion. "Speak."

Tyrion should have said what he had prepared, but his gossipy nature made him unable to help but add a few more words: "Sandor, I'm really curious. When you left Joffrey at the Blackwater, I thought you had lost your courage and would become... I didn't expect you to be here with Stark now."

"Go to hell, do you know me well? I used to be a dog for Lannister, and now I'm a dog for Stark. What's the difference?" The Hound rolled his eyes at him, "If you say another word of nonsense, I'll leave immediately."

Tyrion waved his hand quickly and said, "Have you seen our finance minister, oh no, Lord Harrenhal, the Lord Petyr Baelish who calls himself a minor noble of the Five Fingers?"

The Hound scoffed, "Are you wearing out my patience?"

"Don't be so boring." Tyrion muttered, and then quickly added, "I'm afraid you don't know, Sandor, it was that Lord Baelish who told Lady Catelyn that I planned to murder Bran Stark and asked Lady Catelyn to take me to the Eyrie for interrogation. What do you think he did to stir up the dispute between Lannister and Stark? How interesting, isn't it? Lord Baelish is now working for Sansa in Winterfell. Do you think the Stark daughters know that it was Littlefinger who put the dagger to Eddard Stark's neck in the throne room?"

"You have a grudge against Littlefinger?" Sandor said disapprovingly. "Oh, I see. Do you think he wants to murder you?"

"Hmm?" Tyrion's eyes widened.

"You can do whatever you want." Sandor shrugged, pretending to be indifferent. "Want to use me? Go to hell." Tyrion couldn't help asking: "I'm sorry, is there any irreconcilable contradiction between us?"

"Perhaps," Sandor squinted at him, "You should learn how to put down your high and mighty attitude and learn how to ask for help, half-man."

Tyrion understood. "You want to know more?"

Sandor stared over. "I will use your words to judge whether I should get involved in your affairs."

"Isn't that enough?"

The Hound said, "It may be enough for Stark, but it is not enough to convince me. What is the difference between you and him to me?"

"I see," Tyrion said. "You impressed me, Sandor. Unfortunately, then, that is all I know to confront you in court."

The hound gave me a look that said, "Are you kidding me?"

Tyrion said, "This is the truth. I don't really understand why I deserve Baelish's murder. You can see that there must be a secret behind it, because it is not worth it to just accuse him without records and circumstantial evidence. So I want to confront him face to face and find out why. You are right, I am begging for your help. I think you and the Starks will be as curious as I am after knowing my description. What secrets are worth him being so concerned about a little person like me who is already 'insignificant'?"

The Hound paused and asked, "Don't you know who did it to you? Why are you so sure it was Little Finger now?"

"As I said, I am not sure. So I only ask that you help me contact Lord Arya so that I can confront him face to face. I have been accused of murdering Bran by Catelyn and I have been waiting for justice for many years."

The Hound couldn't help but sneer, "Ha, Lannister is asking Stark for justice. How could I have such a dream after drinking so much?"

"So will you help?"

If the Hound doesn't help, Tyrion will have no choice but to go to King Targaryen's First Regiment and make a big fuss. After all, he is now in Winterfell, which is Littlefinger's territory. If Littlefinger is trying to murder him, Tyrion may really die quietly. He doesn't want to die yet.

The Hound gave him a final warning: "If the Wolf Duchess told me to chop off your head, Half-Man, I would not hesitate."

Tyrion shrank back, feeling a chill on the back of his neck, but he said, "Then please aim your sword at my neck when you strike."

He wanted to add, "Killing a dwarf is as easy as killing a child. You have experience, don't you?", but the hound's attitude was a little confusing to him, so he swallowed his words.

The Hound was highly regarded by Arya, and soon brought Tyrion to Arya's residence in the main castle. Tyrion waited outside for only a moment before being led in by the guards.

Arya sat on a high seat in a large study in the main castle, with the Hound and a female knight of House Mormont guarding her on both sides. A huge direwolf lay in front of the table, looking extremely solemn in the firelight.

Tyrion swallowed, he knew that the little girl Duke was using this method to increase deterrence.

But this deterrent is damn effective.

Two tall knights would have been fine, but there was also a direwolf the size of a calf.

Arya asked, "Who is it that asks for an audience? A Lannister? A brother of the Night's Watch?"

Tyrion didn't dare to be led into this by the girl, so he replied, "A man who wishes to seek justice, to find out the truth of what happened, and to clear his name, greets you, Lord Stark."

"Justice, truth, injustice?"

"Excuse me for being abrupt. About six years ago, Lady Catelyn of Winterfell accused me of hiring someone to murder Bran Stark at the Crossroads Inn and arrested me to the Eyrie. The matter was later dropped because I won the trial by combat in the Eyrie, but the crime was still pointed at me by people from all over the Seven Kingdoms. My Lord, Lady Catelyn claimed at the time that it was Petyr Baelish, the then Lord Chancellor of the Exchequer, who identified the murder weapon as mine, and therefore suspected me. Today I saw Lord Baelish in Winterfell, so please do me justice and let me confront Baelish in court to prove that the murder weapon did not belong to me from the beginning, but that Baelish's random accusations made me suffer an unjust accusation."

Tyrion only talked about his own grievances and didn't mention the series of consequences that followed this incident.

"Are you sure that your accusation is true?"

Arya had been a duke for a while, and she knew very well what kind of turmoil Tyrion had caused. The Starks and Lannisters, who were not on good terms, became enemies, and her father Eddard was injured in the leg by Jaime in King's Landing, and three loyal guards died because of this. Arya had seen the tragic scene in the Riverlands with her own eyes. Countless hanged people died at the Crossroads Inn because of this, and Arya remembered the hanged skeletons being eaten by crows.

"The gods in heaven and the people on earth are my witnesses, every word of my accusation is true." Tyrion said firmly.

Arya responded, "I'll make sure."

Soon, Littlefinger Petyr was invited to Arya's study.

As soon as he came in, Littlefinger was aware that something was wrong in the air and asked carefully, "Lord Arya, why did you summon me here?"

Arya said in a cold voice, "The reason I asked you to come here is that someone accused you of false accusations, Lord Petyr."

"What?" Little Finger asked in surprise, "Is the Duke going to judge me?"

Arya replied: "Of course not, sir. I hope to seek justice for you. You are accused as a guest in the castle of the Stark family. Of course, I have to guarantee the reputation of the guest. The Stark family cannot tolerate injustice the most, so I will never allow injustice to happen in the castle!"

Arya's voice was not loud, but it was powerful. As if to echo Arya's words, the direwolf Nymeria raised her head and looked at Petyr and Tyrion sitting down.

Petyr remained calm and responded with a smile: "If this is the Stark way of hospitality."

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the door.

The study door opened and closed, the cold wind blew in and then silence came.

Sansa's voice came into the study before anyone else: "What happened, Arya?"

Arya couldn't help but pursed her lips and looked towards the inner door of the study: "Sansa, why are you here?"

Not only Sansa came, but also Ser Lynn Corbray from the Vale.

Sansa asked in confusion: "What happened here? Can't I come?" Then she said, as if unintentionally, "There are so many people, it's so lively."

Tyrion looked at Littlefinger, who was smiling and not caring at all, and realized that he might have guessed right this time. He looked at Arya, who was somewhat helpless, and glanced at the Hound beside him, who was watching his nose and his heart, and regretted that he was too reckless.

"Of course not," Arya explained. "Since you are here, you should listen to it. Tyrion Lannister accused Lord Petyr Baelish of falsely accusing him of murdering Bran, which led to my mother taking him to the Eyrie for trial. On behalf of the Stark family, I will never allow the reputation of a guest in the castle to be tarnished. I am doing this for Lord Baelish's own good."

When Sansa heard what Arya said, she was stunned. For a moment, she couldn't imagine that such words would come out of the mouth of her horse-faced sister who was always playing tricks all day long.

After a while, Sansa looked at Littlefinger in confusion: "What? Is this true?"

"What?" Littlefinger looked speechless. "Tyrion, I just can't imagine that you came all the way to Winterfell to rest, but you don't rest well, but come to make such a stupid accusation against me."

Tyrion knew that this was a matter of lips. "You mean I am accusing you?"

"I never accused Lady Catelyn of murdering Bran, nor did I ask Catelyn to take you to the Eyrie," Littlefinger laughed. "I don't know where you heard these outrageous news."

"Oh, please allow me to correct you, Lord Arya, Lady Sansa," Tyrion added, "Lord Petyr once told Lady Catelyn that the dagger used to murder Bran belonged to me, which made Lady Catelyn suspect me. Many people can testify to this. Oh, Ser Lynn Corbray, I remember you. You were also at the trial at the Eyrie. I believe you should have heard Lady Catelyn's testimony."

"Me?" Lynn Corbray didn't expect that there was still something for him. "Sorry, my memory is not very good, is it? I just remember that you chose trial by combat."

Tyrion was speechless for a moment.

"So that's how it is," Petyr glanced at everyone, his emotions unchanged, as if he had thought of something. "To be honest with you, Lord Duke and Lady Sansa, Lady Catelyn did take the dagger to King's Landing to ask me to identify it, and Lord Eddard was there at the time. I clearly remember telling them at the time that the dagger once belonged to me, but later I lost it in a bet in the tourney and it fell into the hands of someone else. I made it clear at the time that I had no solid evidence to prove that it was Tyrion's. If only Lord Eddard and Lady Catelyn were still here, they would be able to prove my words. If you think that Lady Catelyn misunderstood and arrested you because of my uncertain words, I apologize.

But why would Lady Catelyn and Lord Eddard suspect you and Lannister? Sir Tyrion has no idea. Lord Eddard is concerned about the country and the people, so why would he suspect Lannister? Perhaps there is something else besides this dagger?"

Tyrion retorted: "No, that's a lie. You told Catelyn that the dagger was lost to me by Ser Loras Tyrell, whom I bet on for the tourney. He defeated your bet on Jaime in the tourney. This is what Lady Catelyn said herself. Everyone knows that I would only bet on Jaime in a tourney." He knew that Petyr lying was as natural as breathing.

Petyr laughed. "What have I done to offend you, Tyrion? Why are you trying so hard to frame me? Is it because you resent me for betraying the Lannisters and rescuing Lady Sansa from King's Landing?"

Sansa couldn't help but glance at Tyrion.

Damn.

Tyrion knew Littlefinger would bring this up. "That's not the case. You plotted to pit Stark and Lannister against each other, and took the opportunity to seize power and status. Lysa..." He saw Littlefinger and Lynn Corbray behind Sansa, and suddenly realized many things. "You've been eyeing the Vale for a long time. You and Lady Lysa have long been--"

"Oh, you little devil are really evil to the core." Little Finger's eyes widened. "How evil does one have to be to think others are so evil and plot against them?"

Tyrion finally realized how reckless he was. If he didn't do this, should he wait for the killer to strike again, gamble that he could survive and then pry the killer's mouth open?
At this time, a voice sounded: "Sorry to bother you." An unexpected person leaned in from the side door of the study and said, "I also have a testimony here, which may be used as a reference."

Everyone in the study turned around and found that the person who spoke was a tall female knight. It turned out that she had been standing behind the door of the study's outer room.

Brienne of Tarth.

Brienne walked into the study, nodded to Arya and Sansa on the high seat, and added: "I have heard the lady mention what you two talked about here, and from what I understand, Lady Sansa, the dagger they talked about is in your hand, the relic of Lady Catelyn that you brought back."

Sansa drew the dagger from her waist.

The dragonbone handle, Valyrian steel, gleamed coldly in the candlelight in the study.

"Yes," Tyrion nodded. "That's it."

Littlefinger glanced at Brienne, then at Sansa. Obviously, it was Sansa who brought Brienne here, but Sansa placed her in the dark.

why?
But Brienne added: "I'm sorry, as a personal guard, I shouldn't disclose the lady's private conversation, but this is about honesty, honor and truth, I can't sit idly by. Lord Petyr, you once went to Lady Catelyn and swore to her that you would confront Tyrion Lannister face to face when the time is right to prove that the dagger belongs to him. This seems to be different from what you are saying now."

Tyrion looked at the tall female rider who appeared behind Sansa and couldn't help cheering for her.

Littlefinger said angrily: "You are responsible for what you say, Lady Brienne."

"Harwin can testify as well."

"Is that true?" Sansa looked like a girl who knew nothing. She asked Littlefinger first, "Is what Brienne said true?"

"Catelin is always very excited, Lady Sansa, you should understand." Littlefinger couldn't understand Sansa's backstabbing at this moment, but he still insisted, "I have to be responsible for what I said, but I can explain that Catelyn-"

As long as Sansa speaks up for him, everything will be fine.

"Is this true?" Sansa ignored him and continued to ask, "Is there a word that comes out of your mouth that is not a lie?"

"I don't understand what you are talking about, Lady Sansa?" He couldn't understand Sansa's behavior at this moment. Aren't they on the same boat?

Sansa asked him: "You betrayed my father, lied to my mother, and deceived me and my sister. What do you want from us Starks?"

Littlefinger spread his hands helplessly. "I am helping you on behalf of your Aunt Lysa, Lady Sansa, Lord Arya. What do you mean now? The way of hospitality in Winterfell is to question and accuse without any evidence?"

"Lord Petyr," Arya was a little confused about the situation, but she still said, "Winterfell is giving justice to its guests. But aren't there some inconsistencies in your words? Can I believe what you say?"

Littlefinger shook his head with a sad expression: "Your father never trusted me, how could I betray him? I never lied to Catelyn, but she may have misinterpreted the information I gave her. Miss Brienne, why didn't you mention Lady Catelyn's request for you to draw your swords and kill me at this time? If Catelyn wasn't emotionally excited and wanted to kill me, how could I have said those words to appease her emotions?"

"That," Brienne said with a straight face, "I'm just telling the truth."

Little Finger sighed and shook his head: "Lies, if you think everything I said is a lie, then I think no matter how I defend myself, I am wrong. I have nothing to say."

Sansa looked as if she was constipated. Apparently she had underestimated Littlefinger's thick skin.

Tyrion was not too upset. From a certain perspective, Littlefinger had already admitted defeat, but due to the lack of evidence and witness testimony, he was unable to accuse the stubborn opponent.

As a lord, even if Arya has a biased answer in her heart, it is just a verbal confrontation, lacking solid evidence, and a bad reputation as a Stark will be lost. The power of Winterfell is complicated, and the lord of the city is not the one who has the final say in the North.

Littlefinger seemed to be indignant, and said politely: "Tyrion Lannister's accusation has seriously damaged my reputation and honor, Lord Arya. If you cannot make a fair judgment, the gods in heaven will restore my innocence and justice. I demand a trial by combat with him."

Tyrion's eyes widened when he heard this. This was exactly the same method he had prepared for his last stand.

(End of this chapter)