Game of Thrones: Summoning the Fourth Calamity

Chapter 76: The Flea Nest

Sir Ilyn Payne had just impatiently removed his blood-splattered mask when an arrow from a crossbow pierced his face.

At the same time, several players brandished crossbows and launched an attack on the "target group" that had not yet gone far.

Ser Marin Trant, a member of the Kingsguard, was struck in the throat by an arrow, fell backward, and died instantly.

Ser Mandon Moore, a member of the Kingsguard, was shot through the face with an arrow, fell backward, and died instantly.

Amidst the gasps of the crowd, several fire pots were thrown by players at the "target group".

Three courtiers and two noble ladies were burned alive on the spot. Sandor Clegane, who was guarding Prince Joffrey, retreated in terror, even more so than his nominal master Joffrey.

King Robert's roar almost pierced the sky. This former god of war was now being driven to the point of being like an incompetent husband by the players who were staring at him with green eyes.

Barristan, the Kingsguard, diligently protects the King, and even in the event of a sudden attack, this fearless knight is confident he can safeguard his king.

At Ser James's command, a group of red-robed men acted as human shields, firmly concealing Robert's figure.

In desperation, Sir Barristan even removed the king's magnificent robes, took off his crown, and put on a red robe.

This move drove the players, who had lost their main objective, completely mad. Their best opportunity was about to slip away, and unwilling to accept it, they no longer held back, throwing away the Wildfire Canisters they had acquired at great expense as if they were free Molotov cocktails.

Countless red and gold robes were burned to black ash by the raging flames of the green fire dragon.

After calming down, the few players who had managed to make a small profit quickly slipped into the panicked crowd.

They left behind seven or eight companions who went on a rampage, attacking indiscriminately.

This reminded the weightlifter watching the show of Li Kui's description in the Water Margin:

"Regardless of whether they are civilians or soldiers, cut them down in droves..."

Crescent Moon even shut down the live stream, after all, those few furious players had left a bad impression with what they did. Those people were utterly worthless, and when they went crazy, they did whatever they wanted to have fun.

But now that he's a top streamer, he has to be mindful of the healthy and green aspects of gaming.

"Let's go. These guys are too impulsive, and I reckon they didn't even agree on the distribution of profits beforehand. What a waste of such good conditions, killing just three or four small fry."

With his arms crossed, Lu Tie watched as two players, in their rage, self-destructed, taking down several gold-robed figures nearby. The remaining few were no longer capable of causing any trouble.

"Damn it! We're done for this round. You two get out of here! I'll cover your retreat!"

A player with bloodshot eyes, relying on his intermediate swordsmanship acquired at great expense, single-handedly stopped four golden-robed men, covering his two companions beside him, and shouted loudly.

The two companions didn't say anything more after hearing this, and turned to leave.

There's no point in staying here and killing a few more Golden Robe Men.

After the player who was covering the rear was stabbed down by more and more golden-robed men rushing in from all sides, he spat and cursed as he respawned at the initial respawn point.

After witnessing the entire assassination attempt, which started strong but ended weakly, Crescent Moon and Iron-Pulling quickly left.

They won't be returning to Pentos anytime soon; they'll be hiding in King's Landing for now, waiting to see if there's another opportunity to cause trouble.

Many of the players who escaped by blending into the crowd returned empty-handed after a lot of effort. Most of them were unwilling to give up and hid away, waiting for the next opportunity to make their move.

Some players even followed Crescent Moon's recording to find the secret passage from back then, trying to sneak into the Red Keep as well, but unfortunately the entrance had already been sealed off.

Some of the players who succeeded chose to return to Pentos, while others purchased some equipment and prepared to leave King's Landing to try and open up a new map.

Meanwhile, in the port of King's Landing, there were still quite a few players mixed in. Not all of these people were there for Robert's head. Among them were secret police intelligence agents and players with some wild ideas in their minds.

Among them were even players who wanted to blow up the Red Keep with wildfire and gunpowder.

It's fair to say that undercurrents are swirling beneath King's Landing. If King Robert and Hand Eddard want to rely on the Gold Robes to eliminate these players hiding in the shadows, it will likely be a very challenging task.

However, Ed quickly withdrew his attention from the assassins who had crossed the sea.

Inside Tob Mott's blacksmith shop, Ed met Gendry.

The young man is very tall and muscular; he seems like a good apprentice who can adapt well to the life of a blacksmith.

Gendry was about the same age as Robb, and Eddard was starting to miss his family in Winterfell.

The child had blue eyes and thick black hair; he resembled Robert's son more than Joffrey.

Ed didn't say much. After exchanging a few words with Gendry, he turned and left the blacksmith shop, already having made up his mind.

However, there are still a few people he needs to meet with for final confirmation.

Not long after Ed left, a young man in the blacksmith shop, munching on fruit, also left.

Flea Nest, a famous "attraction" in King's Landing.

In a hidden arena, a burly, bald man, hissing and baring a mouthful of sharp teeth covered in scratches, pins down a struggling hunting dog that whimpers and flaps its legs.

At a table not far from the stands, Crescent Moon withdrew his gaze. Beside him, Lu Tie, who was always inseparable from him, was slurping up meat soup.

In front of the two sat a burly man with an unusually large build, but a hunched back, no nose, and covered in black hair, resembling a large black gorilla.

Behind the burly man stood seven or eight men, each with a short knife or sword at their waist.

Rolger was the name of the burly man, who owned this arena and was considered a big shot in Flea Nest. But at this moment, he looked serious and apprehensive as he stared at the two uninvited "guests" in front of him.

"So, have you thought it through?"

After finally finishing the bowl of meat soup with bread, Lipton wiped his mouth and looked at the burly man in front of him.

Roger's throat bobbed. Just yesterday, he had personally stabbed this arrogant guy who wanted to take him on as his subordinate into the neck. He still remembered the familiar smell of blood.

But... but damn it, this guy is sitting right in front of him again today!

"What exactly do you want to do!" Roger whispered.

"As I said, my brother and I will be staying in King's Landing for a while, and we don't have any manpower. So you and your brothers will have to stick with us from now on, and we'll definitely treat you well in the future."

He spoke slowly and deliberately, enunciating each word clearly.

"You!" A man behind Roger couldn't contain his anger and immediately drew his short knife to teach the guy a lesson.

"Hey, you'll die if you take this knife." Crescent Moon glared at the other person.