"Under the gaze of the Seven Gods, Tyrion Lannister, you prove your innocence."

As soon as the bishop finished speaking, Queen Mother Cersei stood up angrily and roared: "Guards, catch him! Catch Tyrion, he has other crimes to do..."

"Not today!" Duke Tywin stood up and used his eyes to make Cersei fall back into his chair. "The law and the gods have made a decision. Tyrion, you have cleared your suspicion and you can leave."

"Yes, I can leave." Tyrion walked to the center of the square, looked at his father, and smiled slightly, "From today, you can only be trapped in King's Landing, watching the Lannister family slowly wither in the hands of a group of foolish people. Even if you can let my dear brother James return to Kaiyan City, how can you ensure that he is not influenced by my stupid sister? The surname and blood are just means to gain status, but you can't count on maintaining your status."

"Where are you going?" Tywin asked.

"I don't know. The debt I owe you has long been paid back. Now I owe him a life, so I have to follow him." Tyrion pointed to Zhao Mai: "From now on, I will only have the name Tyrion, Lannister will leave it to you! Oh, I saw the corners of your mouth and the corners of your eyes curled up, it seems that it was your wish! However, from today to forever, you have to remember and thank me, and then continue to support your family with fear."

Tywin didn't say a word, and he did not make any noise to keep him. Tyrion snorted, turned around and left. Xiaohua picked up the scabbard, Zhao Mai put away the long sword and hung it on his waist, holding Dogian's back and followed him. He used his spiritual power to quietly pass the message to the little devil: "Go to the left, go down the steps, we don't need to leave the city before we can leave here."

"Ahh, is your car? I wanted to ride it when I was in Eagle Nest City!" Tyrion's steps became lighter and lighter until he was stopped from behind.

The person who came over was James Lannister, the captain of the Royal Guard. But his current status was simple, just Tyrion's brother. He was tall and heroic, with fluttering blonde hair, with a shiny blue eyes and a sharp smile as sharp as a blade. He held the hilt of the sword, the golden armor and the snow-white cloak made him look heroic. He ran and chased everyone, stopped under the steps several quarters lower than Tyrion, frowned and said, "Brother, you have already gained innocence, why do you still have to leave? Even if you... don't like your father's arrangement, you can still... stay."

Tyrion smiled slightly, tried to tiptoe, and hugged his brother. "Thank you, but that's it, I'll go."

James seemed to have a lot to say, but he didn't know where to start. Tyrion had known that he was leaving long ago, and he was smart enough, but he still didn't know where to start. The two hugged each other for a few seconds, and then separated. Tyrion waved his hand, stepped on the steps and continued to leave without looking back.

Zhao Mai looked at James. At one point, he thought that James would use his remaining left hand to pull out his sword to kill him so that he could leave his brother. However, the Royal Guard just said: "Please take good care of him."

"Okay." Zhao Mai nodded, and then took everyone onto the carriage.

Tyrion didn't bother to admire the decoration inside the car, but just looked through the window at his brother who gradually became smaller and distant. Then, the one who became smaller and distant was King's Landing, and then the whole Westeros.

Tyrion did not come back to his senses until he entered the black starry sky passage. He looked at the car, and found the storage cabinet without a trace, but was very disappointed after opening it. "Why are all Junlin's food? Is there anything else? What are these gray-white metal plates used for?"

"Okay, wait a moment." Zhao Mai looked out the window. The starry sky channel was very calm and there were no blood-red waves. This shows that the world of Westeros is relatively stable and will not face collapse for the time being. The last time Zhao Mai killed the White Walker Queen, greatly changing the progress of the world, and it seemed that the world had a greater ability to withstand plot fluctuations. This time he took Tyrion away, and Westeros was still stable, which was amazing.

"I'm not a Westeros." Zhao Mai took off his hat, and the golden flame burned on his head. "I come from a place called Earth, just like you are a Westeros. This car can travel through different worlds, and the place we are going to is called Atas, the hometown of Dogian. The powerful magician and psychic warlock are also considered to be a feature of Atas in another sense. Although Atas is mostly desert, it actually has oasis and vitality, and will become better and better in the future. That world is mine."

"Is it yours? Do you own the whole world?" Tyrion whistled vigorously, and in his blink of an eye, he accepted all the reality. "What does it feel like to own a world? Just like a god, do whatever you want? Those magicians and psychic warlocks obey your will?"

"No, I just controlled the power to enter and exit that world so that no one would disturb me."

"In other words, you just have... I don't know what it should be called, controlling the power of the city gate? But there is still a lot of distance from controlling the entire city?"

"This is right. You are right. I should explain the situation to you. This is a responsible attitude." So Zhao Mai told Tyrion about Atas's situation, what he had done in Atas before, and the general situation of the diverse world. "Anyway, Dogian is a local resident of Atas, but the mental trauma she suffered before made her not remember too much about Atas's things, and you have to work harder yourself."

"In other words, we are like wild knights without foundation, but this wild knight has just overthrew the great lord, and the wild knight is very powerful?" Tyrion asked, "How strong do you think you can be?"

"It's hard to estimate." Zhao Mai looked at Dogian, and Dogian shook his head. She said, "I have lost all my memories, so I don't remember that the Witch King Karak had fought with all his might, so I can't compare it. However, the Witch King was all produced to exterminate a certain race, and you have this strength too. And I believe you must be more resistant to beating than them."

"I understand, top combat power." Tyrion said: "So, what is your goal to dominate the whole world?"

"I'm not very interested in ruling the world, but I don't object if you want to try it. I hope Atas keeps peace and tranquility, which is a place where I can rest with confidence. It's better to put war or something in other worlds."

"I understand!" Tyrion raised his eyebrows: "Oh, it's here! So much sand! That city is so spectacular!"

"Hey, Dogian, look, isn't that Taisian!"
Chapter completed!