55 Chapter 55

  "Are you going to fight Samwell Caesar tomorrow?"

  Stafford looked at his son in astonishment.

  "Yes, father." Daven said angrily, "That kid has spoken badly of our Lannister family, of course I have to teach him a lesson!"

"oh really , I think you are trying to win the favor of Miss Desmera, right? "

Stafford debunked his son's purpose.

  Daven also simply said: "That's right."

  Stafford sighed, shook his head and said:

  "I was about to tell you about this. We have been here on Arbor Island for so many days, but Earl Paxter has always refused to give positive feedback. I can already see that he just doesn't want to marry his daughter to you."

  "Why?" Daven's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly raised, "Am I not worthy of his daughter?" It's..."

  At this point, he suddenly stopped, and the next moment, the young Lannister suddenly jumped up from his seat, with a loud voice that made the doors and windows rattle: "It's that reach guy . That pioneer knight, right? He wants to marry his daughter to that damn pioneer knight, right?"

  Stafford nodded helplessly: "I guess it should be like this..."

  "Why!" Daven ran around the room angrily , as if wishing to draw his sword to cut someone right away, "I can't compare to him! I can't compare to him! No! I will never accept it! Tomorrow I will defeat him in the arena! Let Paxter and Miss Desmera know who is the real knight!"

  "So what if you win?" Stafford scolded angrily, "Do you think Miss Desmera is a laurel wreath? Whoever wins will get it?"

  Daven froze immediately, but he was still furious, standing there gasping for breath.

  Stafford sighed helplessly, and comforted him: "Okay, the key to this matter is not you. It's Earl Paxter who should have made a plan. I specifically inquired about Samwell Caesar and found that his experience is indeed quite strange.

  As the eldest son of the Tarly family, he actually gave up his right of inheritance and went to that ghostly place in the Red Mountains to open up a territory. And it actually made him successful. It is said that he has initially established a territory and conquered tens of thousands of wildlings. I guess, the Tyrell family should have some arrangements for him, and it's no wonder Earl Paxter wants to marry his daughter to him."

Davon said with a livid face,

  "Then we just give up like this?"

  "Well let's bid farewell to Earl Paxter tomorrow , and cancel your contest with Samwell as soon as possible, so don't waste your efforts."

  "No! No matter what, I want to fight him!"

  Looking at stubborn Daven, Stafford frowned tightly, he never thought that his usually calm and quick-witted son would lose his composure because of a woman.

  Is this real him ?

  Or are young people so easily dazzled by so-called love?

  Steve was about to persuade him again, but suddenly he heard a knock on the door.

  "Who ?"

  "Samwell Caesar, came to visit Sir Stafford."

  Hearing this voice, Daven turned his head suddenly, his red eyes widened, and his fists were clenched loudly.

  Stafford got up quickly, and shouted at his son: "Sit down! Control your temper!"

  After speaking, he walked over and opened the door.

  "Sir Caesar, it's so late, Can i help you ?"

  Samwell smiled slightly: "I want to talk to you about something, is it convenient?"

Stafford took a deep look at the young knight in front of him, and then stepped aside:

"Please come in."

  Samwell walked into the room, and immediately saw Daven whose eyes were staring like brass bells.

  He smiled slightly, sat down opposite Daven, and said,

  "Good evening, Sir Daven."

  Daven did not speak, but stared at Samwell with his red eyes, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.

  "Sir Caesar, just speak up if you have anything to say." Stafford closed the door, walked up to his son, and blocked his gaze, as if he was afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and become violent and hurt others.

  "That's right. I know the purpose of the two of you coming to Arbor Island this time, but to tell you the truth, Earl Paxter has decided to marry Miss Desmera to me."

As soon as he said this, Daven was almost about to jump up again, but fortunately his father held him down.

  Stafford looked at Samwell with an unfriendly expression, and said coldly:

  "So you are here to show off your achievement to us?"

  Samwell shook his head: "No, you misunderstood. I just don't want your efforts to be wasted. So , let's cancel tomorrow's competition."

  "What? Are you afraid?" Daven couldn't help shouting when he heard this.

  "It's not that I'm afraid. It's just that it doesn't make any sense. Miss Desmera will marry me no matter whether you win or lose."

  "Then I'll beat you to the teeth!"

  Samwell sighed, a little helplessly said: " Why bother? Sir Daven , is it really sensible to offend me, and more importantly, Earl Paxter, in order to win a breath? How about this, I will give out ten golden dragons, and you cancel tomorrow's contest."

Hearing this words, both Stafford and his son burst out laughing.

  After laughing, Daven sarcastically said:

  "Ten golden dragons? Are you treating us like beggars?"

  Stafford also said: "We, the Lannister family, have always used golden dragons to bribe others. This is the first time we have seen someone tried to buy us off."

  Samwell shrugged his shoulders: "Everything has a price, Sir Stafford, then tell me the price."

  Stafford shook his head and said, "Some things cannot be measured by golden dragons, such as honor. Sir Caesar, If I offered a hundred golden dragons and asked you to lose on purpose in tomorrow's competition, would you be willing?"

  Before Samwell could speak, Daven called out, "Father, I can defeat him with my own strength without our money. !"

  But Stafford raised his hand to stop his son, because he saw a hint of hesitation in Samwell's eyes.

  "It's not impossible." The next moment, He heard Samwell say, "Anyway, no matter whether I win or lose, I can marry Miss Desmera, so what if I let you win once?"

  Daven mocked: "You have no honor , you don't deserve to be a knight!"

  Samwell shrugged helplessly: "You don't understand, I urgently need money for my land development, and sometimes I can only compromise. So, Sir Stafford, are you sure you want to give one hundred gold dragons ?"

  But Stafford seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "I'll give you a thousand golden dragons!"

  "Father!"

  Daven thought his father was crazy, but before he could continue to speak , he heard Stafford spoke again : "One thousand gold dragons, I will buy you to give up marrying Miss Desmera."

  "Impossible!" Samwell shook his head and said, "Do you think a little money can make me give up Miss Desmera?"

  " Two thousand Golden Dragon." Stafford continued to increase the price, "Didn't you just say that everything has a price. How about this money buying you to give up the marriage?"

"Impossible."

Samwell shook his head again, "I'm afraid , Miss Desmera is determined."

  Although he was rejected again, Stafford caught the hesitation in Samwell's clear eyes.

  So, a confident smile appeared on his face, and he continued to increase the price:

  "Three thousand golden dragons."

  As for how to use money to achieve their goals, the Lannister family knows the best in Westeros.

  "How is this possible? Please don't insult my feelings for Miss Desmera."

  "Four thousand golden dragons!"

  Samwell's hesitation was already written on his face.

  "Five thousand golden dragons!" Stafford slowly approached Samwell, "This price is enough for you to hire an army to develop."

  "Ten thousand golden dragons." After a fierce ideological struggle, Samwell finally said, "Give me 10,000 gold dragons, and I will immediately give up marrying Miss Desmera !"

  "Impossible!" Stafford immediately shook his head, but with a smug smile on his face, "Even if Desmera is made of gold, she's not worth ten thousand golden dragons."

  "Then let's take a step back, eight thousand golden dragons."

  "Five thousand golden dragons."

  "Then I'll take another step back, seven thousand golden dragons?"

  "Five thousand golden dragons."

  Samway said Seeing that Stafford's attitude was firm, and knowing that he couldn't extract more benefits, he pretended to struggle, nodded and said,

  "Deal!"

  Daven looked at all this in a daze, as if he hadn't recovered yet, he still didn't understand how a sparring contest suddenly turned into a deal.

  Moreover, it seems that he can marry Miss Desmera , right ?

  Although he was heartbroken that he was about to pay the five thousand golden dragon to Samwell, Daven couldn't help but smile on his long face.

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