Chapter 882
"Mother, are you really Tyrion? You are so tall, so handsome, and you have changed so much."
In the dark cave, the turbid air is filled with the faint fragrance of turpentine torch, And as the bearded fat warrior limped closer, Tyrion smelled the familiar smell of fat powder again.
It's the fat eunuch Varys in makeup as a bearded warrior.
Just before the Holy Light Tower lights up, Tysha left Sept with four coffins, Jaime and Tyrion on the back.
The two brothers worked their way through a busy morning and finally burned the four bodies to ashes, put them in four crocks, and hung them around Tysha's neck.
They then dived from Blackwater Bay to the narrow beach at the back of the Red Keep and into the cave in the cliff.
There are many traps in the tunnel leading to the Red Keep. The traps belonging to Varys oneself have been marked. The traps arranged by the Lion Family army by Kevan have also been checked for bits and pieces within a few months. Only the last several hundred meters long road remains.
Tyrion and Jaime meet Varys before approaching the last section of the stone path.
"You haven't changed much, you're still sneaking around, planning crafty plots and machinations in the dark." Tyrion said with a sneer.
Varys inserted the torch on the stone wall, leaned a little closer, looked at Tyrion carefully, and said doubtfully: "It's strange, you don't look like Aerys Your Majesty, nor Rhaegar, The two Viserys have nothing in common.
Not even like Lady Joanna, you and Jaime are still brothers, or nothing in common, but look a bit like a non-Andals foreign blood, why?"
After being reminded by Varys, Jaime also reacted, "It's really not like Andals,"
The rough and calloused left hand touched the younger brother's face randomly, pinching it for a while, He shook his head again and said, "It's not the human skin mask of the Faceless Men."
"You mental disorder!" Tyrion opened Jaime's arm and shouted, "This is the bloodline of the higher Valyria, the Imperial Family!"
With a shout, Tyrion stepped forward, grabbed the greasy and dirty wool sweater on the fat eunuch's chest, and asked, "Varys, don't try to divert the topic!
The Dragon Queen is looking for you to settle your murder of Rhaegar's two children. Now you confess to me, did you plan to murder my dad?"
"Which dad? Aerys Your Majesty is What your brother killed has nothing to do with me; you killed Duke Tywin with your own hands, shocking me." Varys said with a smile.
"Don't deny it, you think you can kill me daddy! Tywin, who won the final victory in the War of Four Kings, is your worst enemy.
I was surprised at the time, I am old No need to play with my second-hand woman, even more how he never touches prostitute, it is known."
Varys shrugged and said, "Maybe he just wants revenge. The son of Aerys, Mad King strengthens his wife, he plays Mad King's son's wife, and that makes him feel the excitement of revenge.
Like your Tysha, where is Tysha? Maybe just He hid it the same way he hid Shae.
Maybe he was riding Tysha and Shae and yelling 'Fuck you, wife of Aerys' son'."
"Tysha..." Tyrion's body shook, his eyes dazed for a while, and his heart became uncertain: After Tysha was rotated by a hundred soldiers, Dad Tywin hid her and enjoyed it alone?
No!
dwarf suddenly recalled the process on the toilet where he shot Dad to death that night.
Why did he shoot him?
Because he asked him where Tysha went, he thought for a moment before saying contemptuously: Oh, Tysha, I remember, your first prostitute girl, where else can prostitute go?
Because of this sentence, he didn't intend to kill him, but he was actually stimulated, and then...
"bastard!" Thinking of this, Tyrion has already OK, oneself was toyed with by Varys.
He grabbed the fat eunuch's clothes with his left hand and slammed against the wall. The index and middle fingers of his right hand became hot and elongated, turning into two slender and smooth "earthworms".
At its top, a mouth full of sharp teeth the size of a grain of rice is split open.
Like Jaen, he incarnates part of oneself as Wyrm.
"chi chi!" Snake-like Wyrm slid into his nostrils before Varys could react.
"The Seven is above, what is this, you, you've become a monster?" Fat Eunuch exclaimed in horror.
While shouting, he was still struggling, but as soon as he struggled, he cried out in pain.
"Ah, it hurts, my heart, don't bite my heart!" Varys had red blood oozing from his nostrils.
"Be honest, don't move, don't play tricks." Tyrion said with a malicious smile.
"I'm not moving, stop biting me. Damn, what kind of monster have you become, or a Tyrion?" Varys asked dwarf, looking in horror.
"Tyrion, your fingers" Jaime also changed color in shock.
"hmph, it's witchcraft!" Tyrion smirked, "I've got the Valyria Grand Sorcerer inheritance, and it's not what it used to be."
"evil technique!" Varys With disgusted eyes, the urn said: "You've fallen, and you learned Blood Sorcery."
Tyrion sighed: "I know you were cut off by Warlock when you were a child, so you hate Magic.
But the reality is so cruel, Spiritual God, Magic, devil, dragon, rare beast are true.
Burying your head in the sand and pretending to be an ostrich is useless, Others are in the north, millions Wights are like the tide, and there is Cold God who casts Forbidden Spell at will.
Without the powerful Mage, human beings will inevitably become extinct, just like the races in countless epochs before human beings."
" Evil Sorcerer!" Varys remain unmoved.
"Forget it, I don't have much to talk about with you, a psychopathic muggle." Tyrion made oneself go deeper into eunuch's body, causing him to brow beaded with sweat in pain before continuing the previous topic .
"When I know of your plan with Illyrio, that the real king in your heart is Aegon, and that you plan to overthrow Lannister's Iron Throne, all the previous doubts will be explained.
The Lannister with Tywin is the strongest Lannister, your plot will never be realized.
So, you will definitely find a chance to kill him.
That night you would have oneself kill him, and if I don't look back, you will frame his death on me."
Varys was silent.
Tyrion smiled coldly, "We were good friends when I was Prime Minister, and you often sent Shae into the Tower of the Hand through Red Keep secret passage to make me-fuck.
Quietly, no one knows.
Unfortunately, when my dad returns to King's Landing, becomes the Hand of the King, and lives in the Tower of the Hand, where I slept before me Bedroom.
You put Shae on the same bed in the same way.
If I just left the Red Keep in a futile way, you'd go back to the Tower of the Hand, kill Shae and my father, and then leave some traces of my appearance.
In fact, after I killed Shae and my father, I left no traces at all, and there was no third party on the scene. Existed, but on second day everyone agreed that I did it."
"Why? Shae! Shae is my biggest trace, that poor woman, maybe thinking about seducing the new Hand of the King, but I don't know that my father hates prostitute the most." Dwarf smiled bitterly.
"Is this true?" Jaime asked in a trembling voice.
If it's true, then he's also being played with applause by Varys.
Varys looked at Tyrion and said, "You pull the stuff out of my nose first, you make me feel like oneself is being sodomy, they are your slender dicks."
Tyrion shivered, and cursed with disgust on his face: "My dick is so thick that it can take your breath away, let's not tell the truth...
Hmph, tell you, what am I in Slaver's Bay? I've played with bad stuff, and I've been through the sea, and I can get hard even in the face of a fat eunuch."
Varys clamped his thighs, his eyes looking towards dwarf were full of horror.
A chill crept up Jaime's back, and he hurried back a few steps, as if Tyrion was spreading the plague.
"I misunderstood you." Varys apologized sincerely, "I thought you were cultivating evil witchcraft because of the distortion of temperament. Now it seems that you are still you, and nothing has changed. This kind of change Cock's witchcraft is just right for you."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Tyrion stabbed him a few more times.
"Yes, you guessed it, pull it out, it hurts!" Varys wailed.
Then dwarf pulled out two 20cm-long flesh-stained touches, sticky and sticky like earthworms, still writhing unconsciously in mid-air, barking their teeth and barking.
Looks very intimidating.
"Seven Hells, what have you experienced in Essos continent in the past two years!" Jaime's scalp was numb, and he exclaimed in a trembling voice.
"Quickly explain your conspiracy." Tyrion urged the fat eunuch, who flinched and flinched.
"Ai, you're right, Duke Tywin isn't dead, Lannister's Iron Throne is as stable as Mount Tai. That was what I was thinking at the time, and now it's a bit ridiculous."
"Ten Tywins are not enough for a Dragon Queen, and a hundred Tywins are not enough to defend King's Landing in the Others siege.
It's not that he's not strong enough, it's just that he, like me, belongs to There is no 'real world' of Magic, Spiritual God and dragon.
The world is so crazy now, and old-school Game of Thrones players like us have been eliminated." Varys sighed.
Jaime ugly complexion, "When I forced you to release Tyrion, was it part of your plan?"
"The goal has already been determined, and the rest is just to take advantage of the situation and act according to opportunity." Fatty eunuch said.
“pa!” Jaime stepped forward and fiercely slapped him.
"That's it?" Tyrion looked at the big brother, coldly said, "I thought you'd give him a sword. You didn't show mercy to me when we first met last night."
"If I didn't show mercy, you would have died long ago." Jaime said with a lonely face, chewing a bitter gourd: "Let the past pass, the father has plotted others, and of course others can plot him. , in Game of Thrones, how can there be innocent people?
At least, Varys really saved you then, he saved me later, but you killed the father."
dwarf stood there frowning in a daze.
Varys looked left and right and reminded, "If you're still on business, hurry up.
Stannis was at Iron Gate (the gate northeast of King's Landing) when I came in. ) The troops are lined up outside, and the fight may have started by now."
"Don't worry, I still have a few questions that I haven't figured out." Tyrion waved his hand, looked at eunuch and asked: " Why are you a foreigner involved in Illyrio's conspiracy? He helped oneself's son get on Iron Throne, which makes sense, but what's in it for you?"