Huh? Are they all real?...

Gazing at the sacred tree that had disappeared behind the mountains, Lily tightened her grip on the moon-white longbow on her back before leaving the place with a blank expression.

She planned to travel to Seven Hills, the largest settlement of dwarves, where she wanted to buy some suitable arrows.

She also took quite a few arrows from the elves, but those arrows were obviously too precious for her to use casually.

Behind her, a bright green leaf gently drifted down, just before landing on her shoulder.

The leaf was caught in someone's hand and disappeared above the empty throne.

The throne awaits the return of its true master.

Chapter 103 Baratheon, I, Moen, am back!

At Roselorian's suggestion, Ms. Lily left the valley, away from the radiance of the sacred tree.

Miss Rita continued to wander around the lands of Baratheon, and although no one paid her any attention, she was indeed far away from the witch.

Meanwhile, Moen was squatting on a small hillside, examining the pocket watch in his hand.

Unlike before, this time he didn't just disappear and return from the same place.

For example, he had disappeared on the grasslands before, and on a clear day, he could even see the distant city of Anlas.

But now he was not only on a small hillside, but he also saw a familiar town at the foot of the hill.

Upon closer inspection, wasn't this the town where Mr. Tilly and his friends lived?

Unpredictable regressions and uncertain mechanisms.

It seems to be in sync with the time of the time travelers, but last time it was probably just a coincidence. This time, not only did it return earlier, but the time it went back to was also different.

Most importantly, this pocket watch can't be shaken off.

This made Moen deeply wary of the pocket watch of unknown origin.

"What exactly are you? And what do you want to do?"

The pocket watch remained silent.

Moen could only shake his head and put away the pocket watch.

This thing is quite hard; he kept it close to his heart, thinking he could use it as a breast protector.

Even if someone shoots at you from the shadows, at least there's still some hope.

As for whether this thing might be a bomb.

Please, even if it really was a bomb, he couldn't possibly get rid of it!

It's better to make the best use of resources.

Moen has been back for almost six days, so about six days have passed here as well.

I'll find a place to ask what happened these past few days.

You can also visit Mr. Tyrell while you're there.

As soon as Moen entered the town, he noticed that the Lion Family's flag had been completely replaced.

It was transformed into a giant red dragon flag representing the royal family.

It seems that Liu Gong is finished.

If the Lion family is like this, then the other five families are even less likely to escape unscathed.

After a quick search, Moen found the latest newspaper.

Just as he had predicted when he left, the Northern Alliance ceded the Defarlo region.

Only after the handover was completed were they unarmed and released.

They lost all the weaponry they brought with them, paid a huge indemnity that would take hundreds of years to repay, and ceded Defarlo, which was their economic lifeline and mining base.

The northern kingdoms are no longer a threat.

The other six dukes and the nobles who defected during the war also suffered terrible misfortune.

Most of the rebellious nobles were purged, with only a few managing to escape Baratheon. But whether they escaped or not was no longer important.

Because their territory and wealth were basically confiscated and nationalized.

As for the Six Dukes, nothing has happened yet, but they have lost all their troops and all their territory except for the main city.

Even the last main city was only nominally not yet ceded.

After all, the troops stationed there were no longer their private soldiers.

In addition, the old deer committed suicide, the old lion died on the toilet, and the remaining four survived but are awaiting trial in the capital.

According to the House of Representatives' ruling, the worst punishment would be life imprisonment and the removal of Liu Gong's status.

Although their main cities have not been explicitly stated, it is clear that once the verdicts of the remaining four family heads are handed down, their main cities will be confiscated.

After all, even the garrison has been changed.

The Queen's gamble paid off handsomely.

However, there was one thing that Moen found strange.

That is, the old lion was shot dead on the toilet by Tyrell at the start of the war.

So who is the new head of their family?

With this question in mind, Moen went to Mr. Tyrell's blacksmith shop.

Before the blazing furnace, Moen did not find Tilly and his dwarf boss.

Where are Mr. Tilly and the others?

When the other dwarves saw that it was Moen, they immediately said:

“Some annoying guys have come. Tyrie and our boss are in the backyard. Come on, I’ll take you there.”

"Would it be appropriate for me to go there?"

Upon hearing this, Moen couldn't help but glance at the stables beside him.

Several fine horses were tethered inside, bearing the Lion's mark.

"What's appropriate or inappropriate about it? Those guys will definitely be kicked out soon. Tyrie hates them, and we don't like them either."

Amid the dwarves' grumbling, Moen did indeed see several nobles emerge from behind with grim expressions.

As he watched them leave, Moen wrinkled his nose. He smelled blood, but it was very faint, so it shouldn't have been from a fight behind them.

Stepping into the backyard, Moen learned the answer and why only four dukes were awaiting trial in the capital.

Because the new lion's head was placed on a table in the yard.

His expression was one of utter astonishment, filled with disbelief.

It seems he must have experienced something very interesting before he died.

"What's going on here?"

When he saw it was Moen, Tilly was very surprised and delighted, and he wanted to go up and hug Moen.

But after taking only a few steps, he stopped again, knelt on one knee, and respectfully bowed his head, saying:

"It is an honor to meet you, sir."

This left Moen somewhat helpless:

“Mr. Tyrell, there’s no need for that. We’re not in a subordinate relationship; we’re just partners, and I think we can be friends.”

Although Tilly stood up, he shook his head and said:

“Sir, I am just a damned dwarf, you cannot be friends with me. It is a matter of your reputation.”

Moen knew he wouldn't listen, because he had seen many similar people before.

In this world, the hierarchy is terrifyingly rigid.

Moen immediately changed the subject:

"So, what's going on?"

"If I'm not mistaken, he should be the new Duke of the Lion Family, right?"

The dwarf kicked the table, and the new lion's head on it wobbled.

But it didn't fall.

"Yes, the new Duke of the Lions, though he is also dead."

"why?"

Tilly looked at Moen, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke seriously to Moen:

"When they realized they had lost completely, the Lionhearts killed their new master and sent his head to me."

“My foolish older brother was grateful that I killed his father so that he could take the throne, so he didn’t investigate who did the killing. He just sealed off the secret passage and stopped living in the Stone Fortress.”

"However, the Lion Family isn't all fools. Some of them have tracked me down. It's simple: just reconstruct where the arrow was fired."

"That's my problem."

“But he didn’t say that he chose double insurance, so now he has found me. He thinks that if I inherit the Lion family, the Lion family can continue to exist.”

Finally, Tilly looked up at Moen and asked:

"My lord, what do you wish me to do?"

He didn't want to inherit the Lion Family, but he knew that doing so would likely help Moen.

Therefore, he gave the choice to Moen.

"My lord, I will absolutely obey your orders."

Moen paused for a moment, then understood his plan. Without any hesitation, Moen patted Tilly on the shoulder and said:

“Mr. Tyrell, you should be in charge of your own life. You asked for my opinion, so this is my opinion.”

Tilly said, somewhat incredulously:

"Sir, I hate that place, so I won't go back. But, if you..."

“Mr. Tyrell, I told you, you are not my vassal. You should choose your own life.”

Tilly and the dwarf both laughed, and then the dwarf kicked the new lion's head off the table:

"Then let them go to hell!"

Chapter 104 You will not be alone

After a burst of laughter, the dwarf continued shouting:

"Tyri, bring me my bottle of wine, let's drink it!"

Hearing that the other party was about to bring out the Roro wine again, Moen hurriedly said:

"As you know, my faith doesn't allow me to drink alcohol."

"Of course I remember, long-legged man. Dwarves never forget their friends! I'm going to have a drink with Tyrion, since we won't see each other again."

Moen asked curiously:

What do you mean by "we'll never see each other again"?

"Although you have been discovered, this place is now under royal jurisdiction. If you are worried, you can leave the Lion Family. So why is it that we will hardly see each other again?"

The dwarf waved his hand and said:

"It's not Tyrion's problem, nor is it that lion's problem, it's us."

Moen raised an eyebrow and said:

"Is something wrong with the dwarves?"

“That’s right. My people finally found the royal tomb of King Bronze Furnace a while ago. The remains in the tomb also prove that those damned merchants really tried to plunder the royal tomb!”

“We certainly couldn’t tolerate it, but we never expected those damned businessmen to be so disgusting and cunning.”

“They not only falsely accused us of wanting to turn against them, deliberately framing us, but they also used this as a pretext to rally a large number of allies to attack our settlement.”