Chapter 55 Transactions
"Are you going to fight Samwell Caesar tomorrow?"
Steve looked at his son in astonishment.
"Yes, father." Davon said angrily, "That kid has spoken rudely to our Lannister family, of course I have to teach him a lesson!"
"I think you are trying to win Miss Desmela's favor?" Stave exposed his son's purpose.
Da Feng also simply said: "That's right."
Steve sighed, shook his head and said:
"I was about to tell you about this. We have been here on Qingting Island for so many days, but Earl Paxter has been refusing to give a positive answer. I can already see that he just doesn't want to marry his daughter to you."
"Why?" Dafeng's eyes widened, and his voice suddenly raised, "Am I not good enough for his daughter? Or does he have something better..."
Having said this, 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 the pioneer knight from the river bend, right? He wants to marry his daughter to that **** pioneer knight, right?"
Steve nodded helplessly: "I guess it should be like this..."
"Why!" Dafeng was so angry that he ran around the room, as if he wanted to draw his sword and cut someone down immediately, "I can't compare to him! I can't compare to him! No! I will never accept it! Tomorrow I will We must defeat him in the tournament field! Let Earl Paxter and Miss Desmera see who is the real knight!"
"So what if you win?" Steve scolded angrily, "Do you think Miss Desmela is the laurel wreath? Whoever wins it will belong to him?"
Dafeng froze immediately, but he was still furious, standing there gasping for breath.
Steve sighed helplessly, and comforted him: "Okay, the key to this matter is not yours. It's Earl Paxter who should have made a plan. I specifically inquired about Samwell Caesar and found his It was a weird experience indeed.
As the eldest son of the Tully family, he actually gave up his inheritance rights and went to that ghostly place in the Crimson Mountains to open up territory. And it actually made him succeed. It is said that a territory has been preliminarily established and tens of thousands of savages have been surrendered. I guess, the Tyrell family should have some arrangements for him, no wonder Earl Paxter wanted to marry his daughter to him. "
Da Feng Tieqing said in a muffled voice:
"Then we just give up?"
"Well. Tomorrow we will bid farewell to Earl Paxter, and the contest between you and Samwell should be canceled as soon as possible, so don't waste your efforts."
"No! No matter what, I want to fight him!"
Looking at the stubborn Davon, Stafford frowned tightly. He never thought that his usually calm and quick-witted son would lose his composure because of a woman.
Is this really right?
Or are young people so easily dazzled by so-called love?
Steve was about to persuade again, but suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Which one?"
"Samwell Caesar, come to visit Sir Stafford."
Hearing this voice, Dafeng turned his head suddenly, his red eyes were wide open, and his fists were clenched loudly.
Staff stood 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, what's the matter?"
Samwell smiled slightly: "I want to talk to you about something, is it convenient?"
Steve took a deep look at the young knight in front of him, then moved away: "Please come in."
Samwell walked into the room, and immediately saw Davon whose eyes were staring like brass bells.
He smiled slightly, sat down opposite Dafeng, and said:
"Good evening, Sir Davon."
Davon didn't speak, just stared at Samwell with his eyes, as if he wanted to kill him with his eyes.
"Sir Caesar, just speak up if you have anything to say." Steiff 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 Qingting Island this time, but to tell you the truth, Earl Paxter has decided to marry Miss Desmera to me."
As soon as this remark came out, Dafeng almost jumped up again, but luckily his father held him down.
Steve looked at Samwell with an unkind expression, and said coldly:
Samwell shook his head: "No, you misunderstood. I just don't want you to waste your efforts. So, tomorrow's contest, or cancel it."
"What? Are you afraid?" Dafeng couldn't help shouting when he heard this.
"It's not that I'm afraid. It's just that it doesn't make sense. Regardless of whether I win or lose, Miss Desmera will marry me."
"Then I'll beat you to the ground too!"
Samwell sighed, and said helplessly: "Why bother? Sir Davon, is it really sensible to offend me, and more importantly, Earl Paxter, in order to gain one's breath? Well, I will give out ten golden dragons , you cancel tomorrow's contest."
Hearing this, both the Steves and his sons burst out laughing.
After laughing, Dafeng sarcastically said:
"Ten golden dragons? Are you treating us like beggars?"
Steve also said: "We, the Lannister family, have always used golden dragons to buy others. This is the first time we have seen someone try to buy us."
Samwell shrugged: "Everything has a price, Sir Stafford, then tell me a price."
Steve shook his head and said: "Some things cannot be measured by gold dragons, such as honor. Sir Caesar, if I gave you a hundred gold dragons and asked you to deliberately lose in the competition tomorrow, would you be willing?"
Before Samwell could speak, Davon called out: "Father, I can defeat him with my strength without your money!"
Staff raised his hand to stop his son, because he saw a hint of emotion in Samwell's eyes.
"It's not impossible." The next moment, I heard Sam Will say, "Anyway, no matter whether I win or lose, I can marry Miss Desmela, so what if I let you go?"
Davon sneered: "You have no honor! You don't deserve to be a knight!"
Samwell shrugged helplessly: "You don't understand, my land is in urgent need of money, and sometimes I can only compromise. So, Sir Stafford, are you sure you want to give a hundred gold dragons?"
Staff seemed to realize something, and immediately said: "I'll give you a thousand golden dragons!"
"Father!"
Dafeng thought his father was crazy, but before he could continue to speak, he heard Steifer say again: "A thousand golden dragons, I want you to voluntarily 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 gold dragons." Steve 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 am committed to Miss Desmera."
Although he was rejected again, Steve caught the hesitation and hesitation in Samwell's clear eyes.
So, with a confident smile on his face, he continued to increase the price:
"Three thousand golden dragons."
Regarding how to use money to achieve their goals, the Lannister family should be 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!" Steve slowly approached Samwell, "This price already allows you to hire an army to develop."
"Ten thousand golden dragons." After a fierce ideological struggle, Samwell finally spoke, "Give me ten thousand golden dragons, and I will immediately give up marrying Miss Desmera!"
"Impossible!" Steve shook his head immediately, but a smug smile appeared on his face, "Even if Desmela is made of gold, it's not worth ten thousand golden dragons."
"Then let's take a step back, eight thousand golden dragons."
"Five thousand golden dragons."
"Then I take another step back, seven thousand golden dragons?"
"Five thousand golden dragons."
Samwell saw that Steve was resolute and knew that he couldn't extract more benefits, so he pretended to struggle, nodded and said:
"make a deal!"
Da Feng stared at all this in a daze, as if he hadn't come to his senses yet, he didn't understand how a good martial arts competition suddenly turned into a deal.
Besides, it seems that he can marry Miss Desmera again?
Although he was heartbroken that he was about to pay the five thousand golden dragon to Samwell, Davon couldn't help but smile on his long face.
(end of this chapter)