Chapter 164 Gwent

Princess Sibylla's mansion.

She was holding little Baldwin, and in a gentle tone, recited to him The Song of Winter and Fire - the most popular legendary novel in the aristocratic circles of Jerusalem.

Judging from the writing style, the author and the author of The Witcher seem to be the same person, but the writing is smoother and the descriptions are more delicate.

In his writing, Sibylla seems to have seen a world in another continent called "Westeros", where nobles are intrigued by each other and fighting openly and secretly.

"Mom, Jaime is so evil. He actually pushed Bran off the tower. This was a murder!"

Princess Sibylla shook her head seriously: "No, child, you have to understand what drove James to do such a disgrace to chivalry as pushing a child off a tall building."

In her opinion, the person who can truly be called "bad" should be "The Queen".

Greedy, arrogant and self-righteous.

He is obviously a top-notch idiot, but he still thinks that his methods are superb and he deserves to enjoy supreme power.

Is such a stupid woman worthy of interfering with the throne of the Queen Regent? Her ability to hold power is an "evil" to the people, to those around her, and to herself.

Sibylla added silently in her heart: "Just as annoying as that Isabella!"

The sales of Song of Winter and Fire did not exceed Lothar's expectations.

The Witcher is a gem before it. The new book also uses more exquisite illustrations and covers, and the price is not very high. It is strange that it does not sell well.

But Lothar didn't expect to make money from selling books, just enough to recoup costs and keep the printing workshop running.

In addition, when the Song of Winter and Fire triggered another wave of popularity in Jerusalem, Coors quietly implemented his plan.

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Jerusalem.

Inside the tavern.

The bard elegantly accompanied the sound of the lute and slowly recited a new story.

The decoration of this tavern is obviously more upscale. Most of the people who come here to spend money are knights or wealthy craftsmen and businessmen. They are also quieter and not as noisy as the taverns in the city.

Baron Fulk of Longuedoc, a pilgrim from Gaul, took the green glass bottle handed from the bartender with some surprise.

He lamented: "In Longuedoc, only the church still retains this large piece of green glass."

The bartender smiled and said: "Sir, this is Jerusalem, filled with a lot of rare treasures. It's just glass. Every wine that can be named here is preserved in this kind of bottle."

boom--

At this time, there was a sound of tables and chairs colliding.

Immediately afterwards, people were in an uproar.

Fulk looked at this scene with great interest: "It seems that even in Jerusalem, there will always be drunkards who drink too much and fight with each other."

The bartender shrugged: "This is probably the charm of drinks."

On the field at this time.

Two tall knights were facing each other.

One of them shouted: "You bastard, how dare you insult the great Van Helsing, you scum, I will fight you in a duel!"

Who is Van Helsing?

Such an idea came to Fulk's mind.

He asked the bartender on the side: "Is this Van Helsing a famous noble?"

The bartender looked solemn: "No, but he is nobler than the nobles. He is a great demon hunter. He often exempts the poor from payment and travels around to spread the will of the Heavenly Father."

"Ah, there is such a person in Jerusalem?"

Fulk was shocked: "Where is he now? I really wish I could see him in person."

The bartender showed a teasing smile: "I'm sorry, Sir, I'm afraid you won't have this chance, because Mr. Van Helsing is a character in the most popular novel "The Witcher"."

"novel?"

Fulk felt the rage of being fooled.

The bartender quickly explained: "Although it is just a story, Van Helsing is no less than a real hero in the hearts of people in Jerusalem. Many people worship him from the bottom of their hearts, but some people regard this behavior as blasphemous. , the two groups often clash."

Fulk was a little unbelievable.

Is this Jerusalem?

People would actually fight over a fictional character?

At this time, the man confronting the knight on the other side of the field shouted: "His Majesty the Pope once said that it is a sin to waste your precious life in the duel field."

"If you really feel that I have insulted your hero, we can use this to duel!"

The man took out a stack of cards stored in an iron box. The back of the cards had an elegant golden pattern and a luxurious copper frame.

"What is this? It looks like the material on the cover of "The Witcher"!"

"The Witcher's Gwent card?"

"Someone actually made it!"

"Father in heaven, is it really that the plot described in the novel is going to appear in front of me - knights dueling with Gwent cards?"

People in the tavern whispered to each other in surprise.

Fulk felt like a country bumpkin who came from the countryside and had dirt on his soles. He couldn't understand the changes in the situation on the court at this time.

Why don't you draw your sword?

What on earth do they want to do with these cards?

The knight smiled proudly: "Don't tell me you don't know how to play Gwent. What I own is a whole set of Jerusalem decks."

Not to be outdone, the man opposite took out a stack of cards inlaid with copper edges: "Let's compete, who is afraid of you? I have to warn you, whether it is on the duel field or at the card table, I will never lose. for you."

The two squared off around the table.

The onlookers crowded over, and Fulk also hurriedly squeezed in with his attendants. With his strong body maintained by eating meat, he finally occupied a good position.

The two knights, now looking serious, formed a formation on the table.

Taking the middle as the line, the knights on both sides were talking to each other about placing cards on their side of the field. He was attracted by the exquisite drawings on the cards.

"Is this a witch painted on it?"

he muttered under his breath.

The knight laughed and said: "That's right, it's a witch. In the long-range profession, she is an elite with up to twelve points. This is the strongest card I have ever bought after buying ten packs of cards."

The knight opposite had a cold look on his face: "Oh, do you think Gwent relies on cards purchased with money? No, it relies on wisdom!"

He said, playing a card with a black cloud on it.

Among the people watching, some knowledgeable people suddenly exclaimed: "It's a weather card. It's exactly the same as described in the novel. Haha, on a cloudy day, your witch's attack power is greatly reduced, and you will lose!"

Fulk thought to himself that the witch would not be able to see clearly and cast spells randomly just because it was dark.

It just looks interesting.

The knight looked coldly: "Okay, so what if you win this round? You consumed far more cards than me. I'll see how you win the next round?"

as expected.

In the second round, the Knights changed their tactics and no longer insisted on throwing the cards in the same column, but placed them in melee, shooters, and siege engines respectively.

Although the knight on the opposite side once again played a weather card, which reduced the combat effectiveness of all siege engines, they were still unable to turn the tide and could only lose by three points.

On to the third round.

The people watching were already fascinated and stood on both sides of the card table to make suggestions for the people on their side.

"Play this big knight card. With ten points, we will definitely win."

The knight's face turned red with anger: "Idiot, stop reporting my cards to the other side."

But right now, he has no other cards to play.

The scores of both sides were very close.

The only "weather card" left in his hand is "Scorching Sun", which has the same debuff effect on both sides. If he uses this weather card, it will only greatly reduce the combat effectiveness of his own melee cards.

So, he could only grit his teeth and play this "Great Knight" card.

But then, he saw the knight on the opposite side laughing and throwing out a card, which depicted Lothar wearing exquisite plate armor with a black double-headed eagle cape flying behind his back.

The name of the card is - Grand Captain Lothar.

Points are: 6

In terms of points, it is even inferior to the opposite Great Knight card.

But the effect of this card is: destroy the card with the highest points in the opponent's melee column.

Suddenly, the tavern burst into cheers: "Ha, it was Count Lothar who led us to defeat the evil heretics. Now, he has once again turned the tide and defeated the villain who insulted Van Helsing!"

The knight on the opposite side turned red and cursed: "No, this is not fair. You don't pay attention to the etiquette of looking at cards at all. If you hadn't reported my cards, I wouldn't have lost."

Immediately afterwards, there are obscure words such as "revenge does not count" and "the opponent does not respect martial ethics".

However, no one cares what he says now.

Almost everyone is asking, where can I buy this Gwent card and how much is each card worth?

Fulk was also fascinated by what he saw, and asked: "Man, what kind of card is this kind of Kun, and where can I buy it? I have never seen this novel way of playing before."