Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

  Chapter 1 The Forsaken Eldest Son

  In the Reach at the end of February, the sun was scorching like fire, and even the air was distorted by the scorching heat.

  This long summer has lasted for seven years, so long that all memories and vigilance about the cold winter have gradually disappeared from people's hearts.

   Follow the scenic Rose Avenue all the way south until it intersects with the coastal road, and you will be able to see the most beautiful city in Westeros on a hill by the Mande River——

  High Court.

  In the castle made of white marble, exquisite sculptures, unique fountains and blooming flowers can be seen everywhere, of course, golden roses are definitely among them—

  They are the owner of this castle, the symbol of House Tyrell.

   "Clang, clang, clang..."

  Accompanied by the melodious bell, three figures walked through the winding corridor and entered the knight hall.

  The coat of arms on the chests of the three people is not a golden rose, but a walking hunter with a bow—

   This is the coat of arms of House Tully.

  The man at the head looked to be in his forties, with a serious face, a serious expression, a short beard, and a dark green silk dress trimmed with white fur, with a heavy two-handed giant sword on his waist.

  This man is the Lord of Hornhill, Lord Randyll Tarly.

   Followed by his two sons—

  Eldest son Samwell Tarly, second son Dickon Tarly.

  Both of them inherited their father's dark hair, gray pupils, tall stature and other appearance characteristics, but Samwell was too fat, and the straight and tough facial features of the Tully family did not have the slightest majesty on his fat face.

  Due to the hot weather, the aristocratic dress on Samwell was almost out of breath.

  But he didn't dare to unbutton his collar, so he could only suffer.

  The three of them stood still in the center of the knight hall, waiting quietly.

  Time passed little by little, and Dickon seemed a little impatient. He looked at his dazed brother beside him, and couldn't help asking in a low voice:

"What are you looking at?"

  Samwell replied casually: "Stone pillar."

   "What's so interesting about the stone pillars."

   "This is not an ordinary stone pillar." The corners of Samwell's mouth turned up slightly, and memories flashed in his eyes, "This is the stone pillar in the bard's poem."

   "Bard? Well, bro, did you sneak out for a drink last night..."

   "Quiet!" Earl Randall turned his head and glared at the two brothers.

   Dickon shut his mouth.

  Samwell also lowered his head, but a trace of loneliness and regret flashed in his eyes.

   After being in this world for three months, his sense of loneliness grew day by day.

   But after learning that this is the continent of Westeros, and he became the eldest son of the Tarly family, he was in no mood to look at himself.

  Because although Samwell Tarly is the eldest son of the earl, he is hated by his own father.

As one of the best generals in Westeros, Earl Randyll has countless glorious achievements, the most famous of which is that he defeated the founder of the Baratheon Dynasty at Ashford during the War of the Reavers. The first, Robert I, let this brave and skilled king taste the taste of the only defeat in his war career.

   Such a proud and martial lord naturally couldn't tolerate his heir being a cowardly fat man.

  Although Samwell is not useless, he is actually very smart, knowledgeable, and compassionate... However, in Earl Randyll's opinion, the heir of the family must be a brave warrior, not a wise bachelor.

Samwell is also very clear that according to the original plot, he will be forced by Earl Randall to go to the Great Wall of Desperation in the near future to become a night watchman who "does not marry, have children, or enshrine land", thereby giving up the family inheritance rights. Give it to the younger brother who is more favored by his father.

  Of course he didn't want to go to that **** place.

  When the time passed, Samwell tried to change all this.

  He began to eat in moderation, exercise hard, and study fencing and horsemanship seriously, hoping to restore his image in his father's heart.

  Of course, just as his body fat cannot be lost in a short period of time, it is not easy to reverse the deep-rooted image of Earl Landau.

   And before Samwell could make any progress, his efforts were interrupted by a fall from a horse.

  Fortunately, Samwell was not riding fast at the time, and he had fat as a buffer. The accident did not kill him, but only made him lie in bed for more than a month.

  The family's equestrian teacher said it was an accident.

  Samwell thought that someone might have tampered with his saddle.

   Obviously, someone doesn't want to see the Tully family's useless eldest son get back on his feet.

  Samwell didn't know who hit him this time, but he also had a rough guess.

  Earl Randall disdain to play such insidious tricks, even if he wants to force his son to give up the right of inheritance, he will directly say so.

The younger brother Dickon is just a thirteen-year-old brat. If he can have such scheming, ruthless methods and superb acting skills at this age, I am afraid that he will have the opportunity to compete for the Iron Throne in the future, instead of being like the one in the play. as obscurity.

  However, although it is unlikely that the younger brother did it, it should be someone close to the younger brother.

  Samwell has been a waste for too long, not only Earl Randall has already given up on him, but many people in the family have long regarded Dickon as the future lord.

  So, unlike Samwell, who is lonely and helpless, Dickon has too many interests involved, and has already gathered a group of loyal subordinates around him.

If Samwell continues to be a waste, he can still live until the day he is forced by his father to become a night watchman, but if he wants to regain his strength and fight for the inheritance of Horn Hill, he will immediately face continuous blows and even assassinations !

  After experiencing this incident, Samwell finally realized that he had completely lost his chance in this battle for succession rights, and now it was too late to reverse the situation, and he would face great risks.

  Under such circumstances, giving up is the wisest choice.

What's more, with his familiarity with the plot, he already has the biggest bargaining chip in the upcoming Game of Thrones, so why bother to trap himself in Horn Hill, a battlefield that has been completely at a disadvantage, fighting a battle that has no chance? A battle of odds.

  Of course, even if he gave up, he still had to take the initiative and seize the opportunity to grab reasonable benefits, instead of continuing to put on his original cowardly appearance and foolishly waiting for the day when his father forced him to go to the Great Wall of Desperation.

  So after recovering from his injury, Samwell took the initiative to find his father and asked him to ask the Governor of the Bend, the Duke of Metz, for a development order for himself.

  When Earl Randall heard the eldest son's request for the first time, he thought he had heard it wrong.

  He never thought that his cowardly and cowardly son would have such courage and courage.

  However, Earl Randall agreed after thinking for a moment.

  Because if Samwell goes to open up a new territory, he will voluntarily give up the inheritance right of Horn Hill, which is what Earl Landau has always wanted to see.

  Of course, he doesn't think that his useless eldest son is really capable of opening up a new territory.

   But it doesn't matter.

  Even if this son died during the pioneering process, he would not feel heartbroken, but would be relieved by it—this is the proper destination for a man of the Tully family.

  Thus, there was this trip to Gaoting by the father and son.

   blah blah blah…

   Crisp footsteps sounded.

  Samwell turned his head, and saw a fiery red figure stepping into the knight hall.

  It was a cute girl with brown eyes like a forest fawn.

A red silk tunic dress highlighted her well-proportioned and tall figure. Her soft brown curly hair was scattered on her smooth shoulders, which made her already fair skin more crystal clear. The facial features have a unique charm that makes people unforgettable at first sight.

  She is the daughter of the Duke of Mace, "The Rose of Highgarden", Margaery Tyrell.

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