Game of Thrones: Holy Flame King

Chapter 24 Surrender

The three Huya brothers who died generously, suddenly fell silent.

No one wants to die.

Especially when I had a chance to survive.

If Samwell declared that he would kill all three brothers, they would definitely be impassioned and die calmly.

But when Samwell said to kill only one of them and let the other two go, the situation suddenly changed.

The three warriors were no longer brave, and they all lowered their heads and did not speak.

"Hey, three warriors, have you decided yet?" Samwell urged.

The three of them still did not speak.

Samwell curled his lips in disdain, and said again: Google search 𝙛𝒓𝚎𝙚w𝑒𝘣𝘯𝘰𝐯𝚎l. cｏ𝙢

"Well, who was the first to propose to attack the pioneering team? Let him take the blame."

Still an embarrassing silence.

"What? Three warriors, don't you even dare to admit the truth?" Samwell threatened, "If you don't tell me, then I'll pick someone at random and kill him."

"It was first proposed by Cheeman."

Finally, the second child, Qimu, spoke in a low voice.

Samwell raised his mouth slightly and asked, "Who is Cheman?"

Without the other party answering, he had already found Cheeman.

Because this person was glaring at his elder brother and asked:

"Chimu! Is that why you want me to die?"

Qimu avoided his younger brother's gaze, nana said:

"It is indeed the first plan you mentioned..."

"Isn't this plan agreed by all three of us? Why should I undertake it alone? It's just death. We die together, what are we afraid of?"

Samwell said leisurely at the side: "Cheman, you are wrong. How can you all die, you must leave some blood for your family. Okay, so, has it been decided to be Cheman? Cheka, You are the big brother, you say something."

Qieman immediately turned to look at his eldest brother, but saw that the other party lowered his head and remained silent.

He smiled miserably and asked:

"Brother, do you want me to die too?"

Cheka remained silent.

"Silence is tacit consent." Samwell drew out his long sword and walked behind Cheeman, "Since your two elder brothers said to kill you, then they will kill you."

Cheman ignored the long sword approaching behind him at all, and still stared at his two elder brothers with staring eyes, as if he wanted to see their true colors clearly.

Shua!

The long sword slashed down.

But Cheeman did not wait for the expected pain, but felt his wrist loosen instead.

Turning around to look, only to find that what Samwell cut with his sword just now was actually the rope that bound him!

Under Cheeman's blank gaze, Samwell smiled and said:

"Oh, I changed my mind. Of the three of you, only one will survive."

After speaking, he threw the long sword in front of the three brothers.

If it was the beginning, Samwell would only humiliate himself by doing so. The three brothers would never have been provoked to kill each other so easily.

But now, the situation is completely different.

As soon as the long sword fell to the ground, the second child, Qimu, jumped on it first.

Betrayal is the same as cheating, there are only zero times and countless times.

However, after all, he was still tied hands and feet, so he couldn't move easily. How could he **** his younger brother Qiman who had been untied.

"Brother, younger brother, listen to me!" Facing the long sword pointing at his heart, Qimu tried to squeeze out the most friendly smile, trying to awaken the brotherhood in his heart, "I just stated the facts just now, what do you really want? It was that damned nobleman who killed you! All of this is his trap, can’t you see it? He forced me, he forced me...Ah!"

The long sword pierced through the heart, and Qimu finally died in the hands of his younger brother.

Samwell clapped his hands, as if admiring, but also as ironic. He pointed to Cheka and said:

"There is one more."

Cheman pulled out his long sword and walked in front of his elder brother Cheka, his voice was hoarse as if it came from hell:

"Brother, look up at me."

Cheka still lowered his head.

"Look up at me!" Chiman hissed like a wounded beast.

Cheka finally raised his head, but looked at Samwell who was standing beside him.

Samwell looked at him without flinching.

"You are a devil!" Cheka gritted his teeth.

Samwell smiled lightly, and retorted: "The devil is hidden in your heart, I just let it show up. What about the three warriors with tiger teeth, what brotherly love, hehe, it turns out that they are all lies that can be easily exposed. You Always say that we nobles are hypocritical, but turn a blind eye to our own hypocrisy."

"Look at me!" Cheeman still yelled reluctantly.

Cheka finally turned his head to look at his younger brother, with guilt in his eyes.

"Just now, did you want me to die too?" Qieman stared into his elder brother's eyes and asked.

Cheka did not answer this question, but sincerely persuaded:

"Brother, kill me and run away as far as you can, don't think about avenging us. He is a devil who plays with people's hearts! You will never be able to defeat him!"

Cheman gritted his teeth and said, "What qualifications do you have to teach me how to do things?"

Cheka sighed, stopped talking, raised his head, closed his eyes and waited for death.

Cheman's face changed rapidly several times, hesitating, sad, resentful... But in the end, he aimed at his elder brother's heart and stabbed with his sword.

Chi!

Hot blood spurted out, splashing Cheeman all over.

He staggered back a few steps, then stood still, as if he had become a stone statue.

Samwell's voice sounded again:

"Very good. I kept my promise, and now you are free. Go back and tell your father, I am not a person who likes to kill, and I would rather you surrender than to destroy. So, if he is willing to submit, then come here to see I, I will accept all the savages of the Huya tribe as my subjects. If you don’t want to, hehe, then Huya tribe had better have enough warriors to withstand our swords.”

Cheman stood there blankly, as if he hadn't heard Samwell's words at all.

"What? Don't dare to go back to the tribe? Don't worry, as long as you are no longer an enemy of me, I won't tell you about your brother killing."

Cheman finally raised his head, and at this moment, his face was covered with blood, and he looked extremely ferocious.

Although the appearance has not changed, the temperament seems to be a completely different person.

"My lord, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to win my father's surrender." Cheman said hoarsely.

"Oh?" Samwell frowned, a little surprised, "Why? Could it be that the Huya tribe really has enough warriors?"

Qiman shook his head: "No, the warriors of the tribe have either died in battle or become your captives, and the rest of them may have been terrified. But even so, my father will not surrender to you, because That's a dead end!"

"Dead end?"

"Yes, the river bend nobles will definitely kill him."

Samwell had a guess in his mind: "Could it be that your father once hurt any nobleman in the river?"

"Yes. My father went out to plunder when he was young, and once killed a member of the Hightower family."

Samwell suddenly realized.

This is no wonder, with the influence of the Hightower family in the river bend, Samwell may not be able to keep the patriarch of the Huya tribe.

"Why did you tell me this?" Samwell looked at the savage in front of him with interest.

"Because I want to tell you that my father will not surrender to you, but I will!"

After finishing speaking, Cheeman suddenly fell to his knees with a thud, crawled to the feet of Samwell on the ground, pressed his forehead tightly against his feet, and said loudly:

"Noble and great knight, Cheman hereby swears allegiance to you! I would like to be the sharp sword in your hand and remove all obstacles in your way! Please witness for me, if you violate this oath, let me Die with blood!"

Samwell looked down at the back of the savage in front of him, with playful eyes, and after thinking for a moment, said:

"I accept your allegiance."

(end of this chapter)