Chapter 449
"Looking, looking, looking for a woman?" Little Aegon stammered, his cheeks flushed instantly.
"Of course, only women can comfort men the most." Tyrion said with a smile.
"But..." Aegon's eyes drifted, looking left and right.
Connington and the others have come downstairs, and they are the two of them at the top of the stairs.
"I can't go, I can't go." He shook his head as if hearing the most terrifying thing.
"Why? Worried about your aunt? Hehe..." Tyrion raised upwards from the corner of his eyes and said with a smile: "His Royal Highness, obviously, Dragon Queen stand by one's word, say not to marry I'll never marry you, and it's useless for you to protect her like a jade."
"No, no," Aegon was irritated by Imp's teasing expression, and stabbed his neck, "I oneself don't want to go. ."
Tyrion looked at him strangely, "Little Prince, are you seventeen? tsk tsk, you're still a baby."
"Imp, you're a lewd shameless You bastard, I'm not the same as you." Aegon said angrily.
"Yes, we're different. I'm a man, and you're still a child. A man makes a fortune, and a child goes home to drink milk." Tyrion puffed out his chest and said triumphantly.
—I do have the innate talent to provoke Prince.
Looking at Aegon's contorted face and red eyes, Imp thought triumphantly.
Alas, how many times has this little Prince been driven mad by oneself?
Why every time I see him, I don't consciously think of my eldest nephew Joffrey.
Seeing him being surprised and angry by oneself and jumping wildly, I am inexplicably happy, even if I am slapped in the face?
"pa....." Aegon raised his right hand and slapped it.
Tyrion took a step back and raised his hand to block the slap.
"Shh!" He put his right hand index finger on his lips and whispered: "Little Prince, do you want your Queen aunt to see how you lost self-control and beat up her minister?"
He tapped oneself's green leather armor with the roaring picture of Black Dragon, and said, "I'm third grade Wildfire General, not Hugor Hill."
Well, When he was Hugor, on the way from Pentos to Slaver's Bay, he was not going to hide when he angered little Aegon and was beaten.
Aegon is stronger than him and he can't resist.
"If I hit you, my aunt will only applaud." Little Aegon said bitterly.
That's what he said, he raised his head and glanced carefully towards the first floor, giving up the idea of slapping dwarf again.
"Sooner or later, Wildfire will burn you to smithereens," he cursed.
"Yes, every day all may be bombed to the sky by Wildfire, I must be drunk now." Tyrion sighed then said, and walked directly to the red brick gate, saying as he walked: "Church The Red Septa of The Seven is the only one in the world, it's up to you to go or not."
"The Seven Septa?" Aegon exclaimed.
There is a play!
Tyrion's eyes flashed, and his footsteps stopped.
"The Septa who is religious during the day and extremely lascivious at night...By the way, do you believe in The Seven?"
"Of course, Septa Ashara is my spiritual guide." Little Aegon said .
"Then, have you dreamed of your spiritual guide at night, and then quietly changed your pants in the morning on the second day?" Tyrion hey said with a smile.
"You—" Aegon pointed at him, blushing.
"It looks like there is," Tyrion smiled knowingly, "don't be shy, I dreamed of my old sister when I was a kid, believe it or not?"
"You —Beasts!" Aegon said excitedly.
"Hehe, aren't your grandfather and your grandma also siblings? How many examples of siblings combining with your Targaryen, do you still want to marry your aunt, are they all beasts?" Tyrion retorted.
"It's a Targaryen tradition," Aegon argued.
"Lannister can also learn the tradition of Targaryen! I'm still learning from you, sitting on Iron Throne, King, Mad King."
"Lannister's throne is unstable, I swear." Aegon coldly said.
"You don't even have a dragon, what's the use of swearing? You need your aunt to come."
"I will, dragon has three heads, I am one of them !"
"Language is like the wind, and prophecy is also language." Tyrion glanced at the pier, and anxiously said: "The Red Septa of the please garden can choose at will, and when you go late, you can only eat other people's leftovers. I I don't have time for mushrooms with you, just say, do you want to be a man?"
How does this make little Aegon answer?
"Of course I'm a man." He stubbornly said.
"Then come with me, you will be a man tomorrow morning."
With that, Imp walked out of the gate and climbed down the stairs of the big golden tower.
Little Aegon hesitated for a moment, clenched the teeth, followed along.
"Hey, little Prince, you don't know how lucky oneself is to meet a veteran like me as a mentor."
Hearing the footsteps behind him, Tyrion's mouth twitched. A smug smile.
"You're not my mentor."
Little Aegon shrank his neck and looked back at the palace gate from time to time.
He was very conflicted, excited to explore the new world, and hesitant to expect the Adoptive Father to come out and call oneself back.
"If you knew how my mentor treated me, it wouldn't be like this."
Tyrion's tone became very complicated, and even Aegon could hear the sadness in it came out.
"Who was your... mentor?" he asked.
"My Old Brother and my Dad," Tyrion said.
"What did they do?"
Tyrion was in a trance for a moment, slowing down, muttered: "When I was 13, I saved a man from a robber with Jaime. Lovely farmhouse Maiden, she's in love with me...maybe.
I love her anyway, really.
I bought a Septon for me and Taisha arranged a simple but extremely sweet secret wedding."
"Damn, your first time was so beautiful, but you tricked me into giving it to a prostitute!"
Aegon cursed and turned to leave.
"You finish listening to the story first," Tyrion grabbed him, "after listening to it, you will definitely be eager to find a prostitute and deliver oneself's virginity and innocence together. "
"You say it." Aegon forcibly said.
He's changed his mind, dwarf is 13...he's 17 this year, he really can't be a boy anymore.
"Afterwards, my Old Brother told me that the hero saving the beauty was a scam and that Tysha was just a prostitute who paid him to let me experience sex." Tyrion said.
"Uh..." Aegon was stunned for a while, then hesitated: "Kingslayer is a bit too much."
Tyrion stopped, turned around and looked at him with a complicated look. He glanced at him and said, "How I wish he thought the same as you back then."
Aegon didn't answer, Tyrion continued: "I cry, I make trouble, I don't believe it, I want Tysha, I was at that time. I'm only 13 years old, and I don't have any hatred between the country and the family. I'm much younger than you are now."
"And then?"
"My father, in order to make me recognize the reality, Give Tysha to a battalion of soldiers, one Silver Coin per person, you can get on her, one hundred guards, one hundred Silver Coins."
Aegon shuddered, muttered: "Your father is a Beast."
"Very good, we have reached a consensus on this aspect," Tyrion was pleased with the nodded, and sighed:
"The father of the beast gave birth to the son of the beast, I was I've been standing on the side and watching, look, look, my dick is about to explode, and then I become the 101st.
For this, my father paid Tysha a Golden Dragon
According to his old man's words, Lannister should always be an expert, and his bid should be higher than the average person."
"You are such a beast!" Aegon coldly said.
"Boy, let's make a game later, if you win, I look towards the sky and shout 'Tyrion is a beast' three times, how?" Tyrion said with a smile.
"What game?"
"You'll find out later."
Aegon was silent again.
At this point, they had walked down the pyramid.
The Unsullied trainee who was guarding the stairs at the door just glanced at them before unfastening the fence.
Tyrion found a white paint carriage with kerosene lamps hanging in front of the square, handed a few Copper Coins to the driver, and pulled little Aegon inside.
"It's not the first time you've been so skilled, right?" Aegon doubted.
"I'm a normal man, and it's been a long time since I've been to Slaver's Bay. Of course, it's not the first time. Although Astapor is not as bustling as Volantis, it also has a market that doesn't close. You should have come out with me. "Tyrion said.
"Dwarf Penny likes you, we can all see that," Aegon said suddenly.
"Penny..." Tyrion froze for a moment, then sighed, "Penny is a good girl, I don't want to hurt her."
Aegon looked at him strangely.
"Hehe..." Tyrion laughed miserably and asked, "Do you know how the story ends?"
"What story?"
"Tysha and Tywin."
"Where's Tysha?" Aegon asked.
"I wanted to know too, and I asked my dad specifically about it. We didn't get on with it, so...he was killed by me." Tyrion shrugged.
"You're crazy," Aegon said with wide eyes, "just for a prostitute ten years ago, you killed your father?"
"trial After by combat, Jaime forced Varys to save me, maybe he thought to part with this deformed, poor younger brother for the last time, maybe Jaime suddenly found his conscience and he told me something."
"What's the matter? ?"
"He lied to me, both he and my dad lied to me, Tysha is not a prostitute, at least she was just a pure and kind farmer before she met our family of beasts Girl."
"Ah—" Aegon was horrified, his eyes widened, "Could it be that Tysha really..."
"She didn't even know about my Lannister at the time. Identity. Jaime and I were dressed in civilian clothes, dressed as a third-rate hired Knight.
Perhaps she thought at first that I was the pet of the tall and handsome Jaime Knight, a deformed little monkey.
But Tysha doesn't care about my dwarf's size at all, she even thinks I'm such a small, poor dwarf that I'm brave enough to fight a fierce robber."
Tyrion stretched out three fingers, " I've only met such a woman three times in my life. The first time was Tysha, the second time was Shae...Fake.
I thought Shae was the second Tysha, and I thought of her as well Loved just as much as Tysha, and then she personally proved to me how rare Tysha is.
Third, Penny. I'm not sure if she would have loved me if she wasn't dwarf. But no doubt , now her love is as sincere as Tysha's."
"If that's the case, why didn't you marry her?" Aegon wondered.
“This kind of thing can be said by a beginner like you. If you always have one person in your heart, you will not provoke another person who deserves the same pity.”
"Crackling—"
carriage stopped, and the extravagant sound from the temple's pleasure garden came to my ears.
The carriage in the front row knocked on the wooden wall and said softly, "Lord Wildfire, it's here."
Tyrion jumped out of the car, holding a Silver Coin in his hand, right. The driver said, "Remember, you can call me 'Lion King', 'Lion', 'Angry Lion', but don't call me 'Master Wildfire'."
"Okay, Lord Wildfire. ”
dwarf froze and stuffed the Silver Coin back into his pocket...