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  Chapter 225: The Northbound Trio

"This tournament will cost at least 250,000 gold dragons, which is even more extravagant than Robert's." Tyrion couldn't help but say to Varys as he looked at the people coming and going around him.

After Varys took a plate of cakes from the maid, he said seriously:

"I'm afraid 250,000 is not enough. I just asked around. The first prize is 50,000, the second is 30,000, and the third is 10,000. In addition, the top 256 people will all receive prizes of varying amounts. Robert doesn't have that much money."

After hearing this, Tyrion immediately turned to Podrick, who was peeking at the beautiful maid, and said, "Do you want to give it a try?"

After all, Podrick had received formal knight training, so it seemed that entering the top 256 should not be a problem.

"Okay, stop looking. Those maids' clothes are indeed very novel, but you should either look openly or not look at them. Does peeking at them excite you?"

Tyrion's comment made Podrick look away, "These black and white clothes are really beautiful, Lord Tyrion."

Tyrion glanced at the maids moving among the crowd. Well, they were indeed very pretty, making it hard to look away.

"What do you think of my suggestion? If you can get a good ranking, it is not impossible for these maids to throw themselves at you."

"No, my duty is to protect your safety. If you participate in the martial arts competition, I will not be able to protect you."

Tyrion said indifferently, "The security here is very good. The guards in blue clothes will not give face to anyone. Just now, a wealthy businessman who molested a maid was thrown out."

"Besides, I don't think any of my sister's men could pass the security check over there with weapons. The guard didn't even spare my crotch when he checked."

"Lord Varys, did those men let you go?"

Varys rolled his eyes helplessly, "Of course I didn't let him go. Perhaps the young man would be surprised that I'm actually a eunuch."

Tyrion grinned. "I hope the young man won't have any psychological trauma. After all, your bald head really doesn't match your identity as a eunuch."

"Boy, I'm very safe. If you want to attend this event, you can go without worry. No one here knows us."

As Tyrion spoke, he took a glass of Poseidon's wine from a passing maid. The wine tasted quite good and he was a little greedy.

Varys looked around without changing his expression.

"I'm afraid that's not the case. We were being watched as soon as we came in. Twelve maids have passed by us in the past moment. This frequency is far higher than that of others."

Tyrion was stunned. He hadn't really noticed this.

Seeing Tyrion's expression, Varys couldn't help but ask, "Why do you think they keep coming over here? Is it because you're so handsome?"

Tyrion ignored Varys's taunting and said to Podrick, "You'd better not go to the tournament. I suddenly feel unsafe."

"Don't worry, the weapons of all those who came in have been confiscated, and the weapons used by the contestants are specially provided. Unless someone beats you to death with their fists, but this is unlikely."

"Look, that's your future master. He's very young, and looks less than twenty years old." Varys pointed to Jack in the distance.

Tyrion looked over and soon spotted Jack in the crowd. A few years had passed, and now Jack was 1.9 meters tall, with long silver hair that made him very conspicuous in the crowd.

"Although I didn't see him clearly, I think he must be very popular with women.

Look next to him, the one with long silver hair should be Daenerys of the Targaryen family.

I heard that he likes little girls, and now it turns out to be true.

Look at him, he is hugging two little girls, one on the left and one on the right.

Of course, many kings had some quirks, which I can understand.

Wait, why does that figure on the left look so familiar? "

Tyrion suddenly realized something was wrong and couldn't help but take a few steps forward, trying to see more clearly.

"Don't look at it. That's your niece. Myrcella was kidnapped in Dorne. This is true. Dorne is not conspiring to confuse the public."

When the news of Myrcella's kidnapping reached King's Landing, everyone was skeptical.

They didn't quite believe that Poseidon would take Myrcella away in front of so many people. After all, Dorne wasn't a person who didn't care about his reputation.

So they were more willing to believe that Dorne wanted to use Myrcella as a hostage to ensure Oberyn's safety.

In the original play, Myrcella's death was implicated in Oberon's death.

Of course, the main reason was that Dorn and Jack did not make a big fuss about it.

Since Myrcella fell into Jack's hands, she has basically cut off contact with the outside world, so the Iron Throne has never known the details of Myrcella.

Even Cersei is not sure about Myrcella's situation, let alone Tyrion who has been imprisoned for such a long time.

"I really can't understand it. Myrcella hasn't even had her first period yet. This is really..." Tyrion couldn't find any adjectives to express his feelings for a moment.

(End of this chapter)