Chapter 56: The Gold Content of a Marquess Family

Although the drunken noble lacked confidence at this moment, the thought of his cousin Cleos Frey immediately made him arrogant again.

Cleos Frey is the eldest son of Emmon Frey, and Emmon Frey is the second son of the Lord of the Crossing, the Jiaodu Walder Frey.

In other words, his cousin is the son of the second son of the Lord of the Crossing; originally, this connection was not very reliable, but his cousin had a very unusual relationship.

Cleos is a cousin to Queen Cersei, the Kingsguard Kingslayer Jaime, Tyrion Lannister, and others!

Because Cleos's mother is Genna Lannister, the sister of Duke Tywin.

Of course, she should be called Genna Frey now.

His cousin's cousin is the Queen, so by extension, he is also the Queen's cousin.

This connection alone made him feel that he should be able to walk sideways in King's Landing.

Of course, revealing his own title and status at this moment was indeed a bit of a disadvantage.

Because he was only the heir to a minor Viscount and had no power in King's Landing.

At the very least, he had to wait for his cousin to come and back him up before he could completely overwhelm this group of people.

So he began to play dumb, suddenly clutching his head and groaning:

"Ouch, this dog thing hit my head, my noble head."

Seeing this situation, the captain also knew how to handle it.

This beaten noble was clearly a minor noble; his status could not compare to the first heir of Seagard, so he was playing the fool.

Both sides were nobles, so one couldn't lose too much face; if the Seagard side that did the hitting didn't pursue it, the matter would pass.

"It seems Lord Patrick is in the right; if you have no questions, you may leave." The captain changed his target of flattery.

His plan was to let the people from Seagard leave first, and then let this beaten noble go.

This way, he wouldn't offend either side too much.

But heaven does not always grant one's wishes.

Patrick nodded and was about to turn back to tell Arthur to leave, but saw his companion signaling him to sit down and watch the show.

The Lord of Red Mill looked at the Golden Cloak captain, "Didn't you say you were going to take us down the moment you walked in? Now that we are in the right, I want to see if you will take down those who are in the wrong."

Arthur made up his mind to watch this spectacle.

He wanted to see how this Golden Cloak, who judged right and wrong based on titles and status, would deal with the drunken noble.

Hearing this, Patrick also felt it was time to vent the frustration from earlier.

So he followed Arthur's lead, sitting on the bench and leaning against the table, resting his elbows on the table to prepare to watch the show.

Seeing that his side had the advantage, Desmond didn't leave either and sat down as well.

The captain suddenly felt a headache; he had just ruled that the people from Seagard were in the right, so he should arrest the party that was in the wrong and causing trouble.

But the problem was, the party he ruled as being in the wrong happened to be the one who got beaten.

And it was a noble he dared not offend.

He bit the bullet, put on a smiling face, walked up to Patrick, and said:

"My Lord, please be magnanimous and let these few go; they have taken a beating and are also pitiful people."

Arthur sneered: "If they are pitiful for being beaten, then isn't the little girl who was harassed by him also a pitiful person?"

Remembering Arthur's righteous actions, Patrick also felt quite proud, so he spoke up: "That's right, the little girl is also pitiful. We are in the right, you cannot let him go."

"Since you are in the right, can't you be a little forgiving?"

"No, why should we be forgiving just because we are in the right?" Arthur refused categorically.

The captain felt his head spinning; he dared not arrest the people on that side, and the people on this side were unforgiving even though they were in the right.

He felt as if his world were collapsing.

Just then, a voice came.

"People from Seagard, are you? Quite arrogant, aren't you? Daring to bully my cousin!"

A group of people crowded in, escorting a noble in his thirties with mediocre features.

The Golden Cloak captain recognized this noble; it was none other than Cleos Frey, whose notoriety had spread throughout King's Landing, the cousin of Queen Cersei.

He instantly made a judgment and trotted a few steps to the side of the Queen's cousin.

"Lord Cleos, I was just about to stand up for your cousin, but these few have a tough attitude..."

"Enough, I know." Cleos waved his hand with feigned boldness, signaling the Golden Cloak captain to step back.

Then he looked at Arthur and the others sitting carelessly by the table.

"Speak, what is the meaning of taking the initiative to hit my cousin?"

Arthur instantly gained a clear understanding of this person's shamelessness.

As for this "taking the initiative to hit someone," the ones in the right were certainly not Arthur and his group.

"Cousin, they..." Seeing his backer had arrived, the drunken noble's head no longer hurt; he jumped up with a start, scurried to his cousin's side, and began to lodge a complaint.

Cleos pretended to listen to his cousin, but his eyes darted back and forth on Patrick, thinking he could extort a large sum of money this time.

So he feigned righteousness and said: "Regarding my cousin's matter, besides taking the initiative to hit someone, you actually bullied a drunken noble; how truly despicable and shameless! Speak, how do you want to resolve this."

"Having the Golden Cloaks arrest him would resolve it." This was Arthur's reply.

Patrick expressed his agreement with his companion with a loud laugh.

"You are simply lawless. Without one thousand Gold Dragons in compensation for me... and my cousin, don't even think about leaving."

Cleos had intended to say they should compensate him one thousand Gold Dragons, but realized just as the words reached his lips that his cousin was the victim, so he changed his tune.

"And that's not all, I want that woman too."

Cleos's cousin chimed in at the right moment.

"We have no money, but we have plenty of fists; if you have the guts, come and take it."

"Audacious! Beat them for me." Seeing that this group didn't care about his threats at all, Cleos was instantly enraged.

"I want to let you all know what the true worth of a Marquess family is."

He had the twenty Attendants by his side rush up to teach this group a lesson, while simultaneously ordering a few Gold Cloaks to join the fray.

The captain of the Gold Cloaks immediately felt that he had run into terrible luck to encounter a scene like this today.

He should be breaking up the fight now, but he dared not offend the Queen's cousin, so he shuffled forward, praying that Cleos's men would strike the people from Seagard first.

That way, they would not have to lift a finger and could maintain a neutral stance.

Several customers watching the scene unfold nearby also advised Arthur and his group to back down.

"Paying a few Gold Dragons is a small matter; offending the Queen's cousin is a big one."

"Oh, stop being stubborn. There are over twenty of them and only five or six of you; you won't win."

"Young people shouldn't be too hot-headed; you have to know when to bow your head."

Arthur swept a glance over the onlookers and shook his head with a smile.

Frogs at the bottom of a well are not worth getting angry over.

"I'll let you know the worth of a Marquess family right now, and that is taking a beating from me."

He stood up first, swung his fist, and struck the first person.

Patrick followed suit; he felt that Arthur looked incredibly cool right now.

Desmond was old and experienced; sensing that Cleos was trying to extort money, he did not rush up immediately but instead repeatedly urged Arthur not to fight.

But the situation before him exceeded his expectations.

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(End of chapter)