"Do you think there will be mercenaries here to help you?"

...

In the main fort hall of Winterfell, the Starks and his family were sitting on the side of the duke's stone chairs, while a group of retainers stood on both sides of the hall, surrounding a dwarf in the middle of the hall and facing each other coldly.

"I hope there will be, but it is unlikely." Tyrion looked up at the red-haired lady in the main seat and said helplessly: "Without getting involved in this matter, it is better to ask the Wizard to save your son earlier. Of course, it would be best if you can calm down during this period."

"It's one thing to save Bran, and it's another thing to punish the murderer." Caitlin said: "If it goes well, we'll save him with your life."

"Madam is so sure I will fail?"

"This is not Eagle's Nest City."

...

Mrs. Stark always suspected that Tyrion was the murderer of his son Bran. This suspicion, coupled with her husband's experience, had reached a prejudice.

So even though the Lannister family's dwarf was in a position of reason, he could not win the trust with her, and in the end, the dwarf had to propose a martial arts trial.

A martial arts trial is a way to rule on disputes and resolve disputes.

The Westeros believed that in the judgment duel, the gods would stand on the side of justice, and if a suspect wins in the judgment, he would be innocent.

This kind of duel can be played in person or assigned to others.

Unfortunately, Tyrion glanced at everyone in the hall. No one in front of him helped him play, everyone seemed to hate him, and his eyes seemed to want to swallow him in one bite.

If the hunting dog was still here, he would probably take on this job. After all, Lannister has always been generous. However, the man has continued to go north and was sent to the Great Wall of Desperate.

Damn Stark!

He cursed inwardly, his eyes swept to someone in the crowd, and a glimmer of hope ignited.

"Sir Kelanston..."

After being noticed by him, Charles spread his hands, so Tyrion closed his mouth in disappointment.

Although the wizard's attitude is different from others, it is also a delusion to let others come on the field to rescue the situation.

After all, many people now treat him as a god...

He gave up his unrealistic thoughts and turned around and no one in the venue helped him, which made him feel desperate.

"The dwarf can choose to play in person." Seeing that he didn't say anything for a long time, someone in the venue made a suggestion with bad intentions.

Tyrion gritted his teeth and said, "I can also choose to put on a black robe."

"Yes, yes, as long as you have to plead guilty."

"I have explained to you countless times. I didn't do that! What's the benefit to me? I'm not a fool!"

"Who knows if you have any benefits, but everyone knows this."

"Yes, there is no good thing in the Lannister house!" someone next to him agreed loudly.

"You..." Tyrion smiled anxiously.

In this case, the best choice is to wear a black robe and join the Nightwatch Army to clear all the blame. But I don’t know what Tyrion is thinking, but now I have reached this point and haven’t made up my mind to actually join, but I just talk verbally.

Does he have any other backup plan?

Charles didn't know, but he felt that it was not good to watch coldly at this time.

No matter what, this person said, "helped himself", and the reason for this was not because of himself or the so-called Lannister, but because of saving people.

Save the irrelevant people.

Such a "good guy" shouldn't have been like this.

Besides, he didn't do this.

So when the scene was in a stalemate, he spoke: "The dwarf has a physical defect, and it is unfair to fight with normal people, so I suggest he should get some help. Mrs. Caitlyn, what do you think?"

Hearing him say this, a hint of embarrassment flashed across Caitlin's face in the main seat, "What you said makes sense, but this helps..."

"I can provide him with a weapon," answered Charles.

So the owner nodded simply.

It wasn't just this guy who came on stage in person, otherwise no one would dare to fight him.

If you have a weapon, even the weapons provided by the "gods" will be difficult to regain the disadvantages of the dwarf, right?

No matter what, the dwarf is dead today.

This idea was quite certain, but when she saw the weapons provided by Charles, her original firm idea became a little shaken.

It was a sword, a one-handed sword made by Miken, a blacksmith master in Winterfell.

If this is the case alone, there is nothing special - there is a large number of such swords, Winterfell's arsenal.

However, it is completely different at this time than before.

The wizard just used a piece of white paper to "wipe" the sword body. With the weak spell, a handful of orange flames suddenly burst out from the whole sword.

A flaming sword!

All those who saw this sword were silent.

This thing looks very dangerous at first glance. Even a dwarf can have great lethality with this sword.

Plus this is provided by Collenston…

As the party involved, Tyrion himself had no complicated thoughts. Seeing that the wizard was willing to help, he couldn't help but grin, and then ran over quickly.

As he thanked me, he was about to take over the heat wave weapon, but he suddenly touched his head by Shire.

"If you have a good reputation for this, you will definitely win the battle."

A low voice accompanied by a sudden coolness on his forehead. Tyrion was stunned for a while, until he walked back to the center of the venue and was still unresponsive.

"It's hard to win, so I can only talk to your ghost."

Looking at his short figure and the smoke-filled weapon in his hand, he looked up at the golden scales slowly emerging above the field, and Shire muttered secretly.

The touch just now is not a simple touch, but a blessing from the warrior among the Seven Gods.

As time went by, he could use the various abilities that originally needed a scepter to use. The effect may be weaker, but it is not much weaker.

Although Tyrion did not pray to him, if he wanted to, he could naturally give him the "god".

Of course, this kind of gift is still limited to the believers of the Seven Gods, but although it seems that the little demon has no piety, he is sure to believe in the Seven Gods.

Warriors are responsible for fighting, and this kind of blessing can naturally make people smart and quick when fighting. In addition, with the Heavenly Father's judgment ability and the flame sword, Charles felt that even a dwarf would be enough to deal with ordinary knights.

But from this, he suddenly realized that the scepter ability, which should have been extremely smooth, now when used, has an unusual sense of obscurity.

Is it because there are very few people in the north who believe in the Seven Gods?

"Can your spell actually catch the weapon on fire?"

A curious word next to him interrupted his contemplation. Charles looked down and, as expected, it was some follower.

Since he came to Winterfell, Arya has been tangled behind his butt, and there is no such fear or awe that normal children should have for him.

She didn't treat him like a guest of honor as her mother. Instead, she still had the same attitude as she was originally.

To be honest, this made Charles very pleased. Although he became the so-called "god", his status was indeed transcendent, but everyone looked cautious when talking to you, and he couldn't stand it after a long time...

"I can not only set my weapon on fire, but also do something else."

At this time, a monk began to preach the opening remarks of the trial in the hall, while Charles and the girl hid in secret and muttered,

"What else? What's it?"

Shire did not answer, but picked up a strand of the girl's hair, then smiled and said, "Look."

As he said that, he covered his hair tightly with both hands, muttering some trivial spells

A few seconds later, the smoke overflowed the sewer of his hand, and he let go of his hand. As a result, Arya discovered that the originally smooth strand of brown hair in his hand had turned into a circle of curly curls.

"My hair..." The girl stared at him with wide eyes.

"The curly hair looks pretty, and it's just this one." Shahrgan coughed, straightened up and pretended to watch the competition seriously, ignoring the girl's look of anger on his face.

In fact, Charles did it on purpose.

Although there is a child who chats occasionally, it is also very annoying to follow him behind him. Now that he does this, he will probably be able to calm down for a while...

Flame Enchantment, Burning Hand, and Furnace Technique, these three spells were the "smooth" spells from the "unreliable" Red Nose Mayor when Charles was in the main world.

Flame enchantment can attach flames to any weapon, whether it is a sword or an arrow.

The Burning Hand is a means of attack with bare hands. Charles felt that this spell was a waste of money. He didn't think that a spellcaster could have the opportunity to snatch up with people. Of course, he was bored on the way, so this spell was finally practiced.

If the Burning Hand is useless, then the final furnace silence can be said to be "trash". Judging from the name, this spell feels like it is not clear and powerful.

But what is its function?

Heat anything, food, clothing, utensils, etc. with your hands, without fear of being burnt...

Shire felt that this spell he would not be able to use for a long time.

At least not available at the moment.

Or, what's the use of this thing? He is not a chef.

To perm your hair?

Just as Charles was secretly wandering outside the sky, the current competition scene was not as expected.

During the battle, Tyrion waved the flame sword and kept harassing the enemy. Although his steps were clumsy, he was sometimes even busy with the orange flames, but for some reason, the enemy was even more timid than him, so the situation gradually became clear.

However, before Shire saw the ending, he was interrupted by a sudden loud prayer.

He could always hear such prayers during this period, sometimes he would respond, sometimes he turned a blind eye. It was no big deal, but this time it was a little different.

Not only is the sound very loud, but the prayer content is also a bit speechless.
Chapter completed!