The next morning.
Joffrey was holding an ancient parchment scroll and reading it.
Tyrion, who was beside him, broke the silence.
"Your Highness is in good spirits. Your game is now being talked about outside."
"I wonder what everyone will think."
This was the Library Tower in Winterfell. Besides Brother Child, the administrator downstairs, there were only mountains of ancient books and classics.
Joffrey had originally intended to find some records related to magic, but to his surprise, they were all subjective and exaggerated historical accounts. Truth and lies were deeply buried beneath the ink, making it difficult to gain anything.
As expected, the Cheat was reliable.
Joffrey put the scroll back in its place. "Uncle, that's just a game. It's all for fun. What kind of impact could it have?"
"Things like allegiance and enfeoffment are just rules within the game. They don't count."
Tyrion looked at his nephew playfully.
"So that's how it is."
Tyrion seemed to have found the answer to that question.
Regardless of how King Robert originally died, it would probably be done by his good son now.
The King's Game.
When the "King" becomes King, will the game still just be a game?
Tyrion couldn't help but mock himself. From the past to the present, the people around me are all the same. Not simple at all.
"May I be so bold as to ask, Your Highness, how do you plan to rule the country in the future?"
Tyrion wanted a good answer.
The Library Tower was a quiet place at this time. Joffrey's mind and vision didn't detect any movement, which was perfect for whispering.
"Uncle probably can't imagine what the future Westeros will look like."
"Even I can't be entirely sure."
"But what can be known is that it will be the most powerful and advanced empire in the world."
"The Stag, the Golden Lion, the Grey Wolf, the Rose, the Trout, the Falcon, the Sunpiercer Golden Spear, all the lords will prostrate themselves beneath the throne. The Seven Kingdoms will become one empire."
Joffrey's tone was as calm as if he were discussing what to have for dinner.
"There will be no more borders within the country. All land and people will be managed by those appointed by the throne. Titles and official positions will be separated."
"The Sunset Kingdom will become the Empire on which the Sun Never Sets. The world will tremble before it."
Heh! Tyrion just felt he was arrogant.
Joffrey smiled indifferently.
"And the power that creates all of this..."
He extended his right hand and placed it on Tyrion's forehead. Invisible Runes began to operate.
Tyrion's thoughts instantly froze.
He felt an existence more shocking and inexplicable than Dragonbone.
Joffrey moved his hand away.
Fire, Information, Location Rune Mirror Images, just enough to let Tyrion experience the wonder of magic.
The power of Fire was the most direct.
And using the spatial sensing between Location Runes as a medium, the two could achieve consciousness communication through Information Runes.
Speaking of which, Growth Runes should be able to make Tyrion taller, right?
A dwarf turning into a giant?
Joffrey left it for the future Master of Coin.
Tyrion managed to calm down. His gaze towards Joffrey became even more complex and confused.
Divine power? Witchcraft? Magic?
That's right, magic.
He immediately recalled Joffrey's every word and action during this past period.
The Red Keep Vault, the secluded alley, the Giant Lion breathing Fire...
He understood Joffrey's confidence.
Having such power, and being able to share it with others. If there were no restrictions, no, as long as the restrictions weren't particularly strict, who would dare predict what the future of Westeros would look like?
Tyrion also finally understood the cause of Stannis's death.
Joffrey's contact with the Son of the Prostitute at that time must have been this kind of scene. The tempting power of magic.
That child did not have heaven-defying luck.
Tyrion spread his palms, clearly feeling the fire flowing between flesh and blood.
It was too hot. He quickly suppressed his excited and curious feelings, lest he bring the disaster of burning to this ancient library tower.
"Tyrion, are you willing to be the Empire's Master of Coin?"
Tyrion raised his head.
The invisible mysterious existence in his mind also allowed him to "see" Joffrey's position in another form. At this moment, Joffrey seemed to be in two worlds at the same time.
A strange feeling, reality or illusion?
Joffrey showed a confused expression again, "Littlefinger isn't loyal enough. What do you think we should do with him?"
"Cut off his head and put it on a spear tip on the Red Keep wall?"
This sentence, Tyrion didn't hear Joffrey say it aloud. Another invisible existence in his mind transmitted this information to him.
Tyrion's eyes widened with excitement.
This power, although not as swift as fire, might be more important for a country!
He awkwardly tried to contact that invisible existence.
Heat, cold, nothingness, noise, and screams all rushed towards him.
He felt as if he was taming a wild and unruly horse.
All the information transmitted by Tyrion through the Location Rune Mirror Image was chaotic and disordered thoughts. Joffrey directly blocked this information garbage.
After a long time, Joffrey finally heard Tyrion's first clear sentence in his mind.
"Can you hear me? Can you hear me? Can you hear me..."
Joffrey was completely speechless.
No spamming!
"Ah, I can hear you. Isn't it amazing and exciting? Stop talking nonsense, continue."
The two began a silent exchange.
"As the future Master of Coin, I suggest we still treat Littlefinger cautiously."
"The kingdom's finances can't withstand major turmoil now. There are too many debts. The gold from The Faith and the Lannisters is fine, but the Iron Bank of Braavos, in particular, cannot be delayed."
Joffrey knew the Iron Bank's methods.
If he defaulted on the debt, the Iron Bank would support his enemies to take power and recover the debt. They might even send the terrifying Faceless Men to assassinate him.
Perhaps not afraid, but it was still annoying.
Tyrion gradually adapted to this method of communication.
"Before, when I was investigating the intelligence in King's Landing, the more I learned about Littlefinger, the more I understood how deeply he was hidden."
"He has been the Master of Coin for these years, and his confidantes are spread throughout the treasury, the Mint, the Port, the Customs, the Tax Collectors, Agents, and other key personnel were mostly promoted by him."
"In my opinion, we should be careful."
In this world, if anyone truly armed themselves with gold, it would be Petyr Baelish, not Jaime Lannister.
Joffrey remained calm.
"Perhaps. But colluding with his mistress Lysa Tully to kill the Hand of the King, Jon Arryn, this alone is enough for him."
"Why not take him down directly?"
A network of connections is ultimately not as reliable as power.
"I need to remind you. King's Landing belongs to the Iron Throne, it belongs to me, not to gold."
"When I return to King's Landing, I will be the King of Westeros. I will not tolerate any contempt or even betrayal. The darkness of King's Landing will be completely cleansed."
"Tyrion, you don't have the confidence to take over?"
Joffrey's attitude meant iron and blood, not peace or negotiation.
Tyrion smelled war and death.
But he had already embarked on a path of no return. And, what reason was there to refuse?
"As Your Majesty commands."
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