It wasn't until this moment that the shocked bigwigs woke up.
"Damn it! Stop, all of you! Guards, guards! Stop these two idiots!"
As the supreme order was issued, Robert stood up from the viewing stand and called a halt to this farce in an unquestionable tone.
However, the physically and mentally traumatized Mountain did not heed this order. Instead, like a mad beast, he continued to attack Jon.
Fortunately, at the last moment, the Hound, who had been missing for a long time, successfully rushed back and stopped Clegane's attack, bringing the farce to a complete end.
As the noise on the field gradually quieted down, Jon, limp all over, finally heard a pleasant prompt.
[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining the Double Crown title in the Tourney. Reward Magic: Kin of the Targaryen...]
As the System prompt sounded, Jon subconsciously called up the panel.
> Name: Jon Snow
> Gender: Male
> Age: 16
> Strength: 1.7 (Bonus to damage and carry weight)
> Constitution: 1.7 (Related to stamina and agility)
> Spirit: 2.5 (Observing the world)
> Title: Eddard's Bastard (False), The Persuader, King's Squire, Secretary to the Hand, Tourney Champion
> Skill: Kin of the Targaryen
> Current Mission: Winter is Coming. Please forge ahead and break free from your predetermined fate!
> System Rewards: "The Queen's New Clothes" (Limited Time Trial), "The King's Grace," "The Crown Prince's Bond" (Limited Time Trial)
Seeing the name of the reward magic, Jon's gaze subconsciously shifted to it.
Then, he saw the prompt floating up on the panel again.
[As a direct descendant of the ancient Valyrians, followers of powerful and mysterious magic—House Targaryen, only those uniquely gifted among their kin can inherit this bloodline magic. Fire Resistance and Dragon Affinity will grow stronger with your steps, unstoppable, crushing all enemies in sight!]
Scanning this blood-boiling description, the transmigrator almost jumped for joy on the spot and began to thank the family inheritance he had never met.
It was just that the title of "Double Crown" left him somewhat confused.
You know, he hadn't taken first place in the archery contest yet, nor had he participated in the joust, so how could he be called a double champion?
But soon, as Ser Loras struggled up from the ground enduring the pain, he immediately raised Jon's arm and announced that this was the true champion.
Accompanying this extremely gentlemanly act, waves of cheers immediately rang out on the field.
"Long live the King! May the Highgarden Rose live forever!"
"Glory belongs to Ser Loras, and even more to this warrior!"
Hearing these cheers, and then looking at the Knight of Flowers who could only hang on him, Jon finally realized that Loras could no longer fight, and he had consequently won the championship of both competitions.
Then, amidst the cheers and the guards rushing up, Jon could only watch helplessly as the Knight of Flowers was carried away for treatment.
And he himself was escorted to the King.
At this time, Robert had sat back on the throne and downed several cups of iced wine one after another, satisfying his throat parched from roaring.
So when Jon stepped forward fully armed, he immediately attracted the attention of the whole audience and made the Usurper feel very dissatisfied.
"Damn it! What the hell is this? Take off your helmet, let me see who this is..."
"Ser Dontos, Your Grace."
With the gentle prompt of the herald, Robert immediately knew the champion's name.
However, Jon standing below delayed his movements, causing all the expectant gazes to stretch out continuously, making people feel unbearably hot as if a whole summer had passed.
Fortunately, the moment Robert stood up, the King's squire made up his mind, immediately pulled off the full helmet, revealing his distinctively handsome Northern face.
"Ah! It's him!"
"Heavens! Isn't this..."
"Brother Jon, how could it be you?!"
The one who finally called out the King's squire's identity was Princess Sansa on the viewing stand, which made all the nobles who saw through it but didn't say anything begin to secretly observe His Majesty the King's expression.
No one could know how the moody Usurper would handle this matter.
But every noble who understood His Majesty the King knew very well that the current Robert was already extremely drunk. God knows if he would punish this bastard most loved by the Hand, even if he might be a "noble" bastard.
As time passed bit by bit, the expectation and cheers on the field quietly calmed down, turning the waiting into anxiety.
At the same time, seeing this scene, even Robert couldn't help but stand dumbfounded on the spot.
You know, when he set up this tourney, on one hand, it was really to welcome Ned and use his name to amuse himself.
But on the other hand, the Usurper also had some selfish motives to win over high-ranking nobles and select brave knights.
But he never expected that the Mountain, who originally had hope of winning the championship, and the highly skilled Loras, would both withdraw from the competition, benefiting this bastard of Ned's.
So after a long silence, even the Usurper couldn't help but sigh that sometimes luck is also a kind of strength.
Then, when the Hand of the King finally arrived late, he heard a burst of hearty laughter from the viewing stand.
"Hahaha, interesting. Then, let us cheer together for the champion... Dontos Jon Snow!"
After that, the noisy tourney officially came to an end, leaving all the gamblers beating their chests and stomping their feet, crying in distress.
As for the Northern bastard Jon, he became famous in one fell swoop and gained an extremely loud reputation throughout the Seven Kingdoms.
Because he was the Secretary to the Hand and the King's Squire, many nobles in King's Landing also called him "Little Jon" to distinguish him from the former Warden of the East and former Hand.
...
In the period after the tourney, Jon, who had originally won a complete victory, couldn't be happy at all.
Just because the prize money he had been longing for completely turned into a bubble; not even a single copper penny fell into his pocket.
When the Hand learned of Jon's actions, he decisively intercepted the Gold Dragons borrowed from Littlefinger and diverted them for other uses. At the same time, he didn't forget to repeatedly instruct Snow that if he didn't want to die inexplicably in King's Landing, he had better keep a low profile.
And Ned suppressed his uneasiness, preparing to go to Robert to ask for an errand for Jon, intending to use this as an excuse to kick him out of King's Landing.
From the perspective of the Warden of the North, the now-famous Jon was no longer suitable to continue staying in King's Landing. God knows if there are any airtight walls in this world.
Therefore, sending him away temporarily might be the safest choice.
Of course, regarding this point, the transmigrator naturally had no way of knowing.
In his view, his impersonation this time was simply a failure. Not only did he almost lose his life, but he also lost everything financially.
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