Game of Thrones: My Weekend Trips to Earth Chapter 116 116

Samwell was eager to read the newspaper and books he had just bought, but his stomach suddenly let out an embarrassing "gurgle."

He was hungry.

Only then did he realize that he hadn't eaten anything since entering the city.

He carefully tucked the precious books into his bag, then began looking for sowhere to eat.

Shops lined both sides of the street, and the mixed aromas of various foods made his stomach growl even louder.

As he walked, he was suddenly drawn by a burst of noise.

It was a shop packed with custors. A crowd surged at the entrance, voices rising in excitent. Before Sam could react, a man burst out from the crowd, waving a colorful "ticket" like a madman and shouting:

"I won! First prize! One thousand silver stags! The Seven be praised!"

Envious and jealous glances ca from all around.

Sam looked closer. The shop's signboard read in large letters: Draco Welfare Lottery.

A middle-aged man dressed like a sellsword noticed Sam's confused expression and struck up a conversation. "First ti in Draco?"

Sam nodded.

The man laughed. "That shop sells lottery tickets. There are scratch cards and double-color balls. For just two copper coins you can buy a double-color ball ticket and have a chance to win a thousand silver coins… We call it the 'Thousand Silver Stag.' The Seven be praised, I once won a fourth prize — twenty silver stags. But I haven't won anything since. It's all luck."

Sam asked thoughtfully, "Isn't this just gambling? Then it must be profitable… where does all the money go?"

"Lord Luke said all the profits are used to build orphanages and nursing hos," the man explained. "Orphanages take in children without parents, and nursing hos care for the elderly with no children. Fatherless and motherless kids get food and clothes, and childless elders get care and a proper send-off. This is all thanks to Lord Luke's benevolence."

After hearing this, Sam's respect for the magic baron grew even deeper.

Looking at the crowded shop, he hesitated for a mont but ultimately decided not to go in.

Maybe next ti.

Right now, the most important thing was filling his stomach.

He finally chose a busy shop.

The signboard showed a white-bearded old man, with the words KFC written beside it.

Sam didn't know what the na ant, but the mouth-watering aroma drifting out was irresistible. After queuing for a while, he finally bought a portion of fried chicken.

The chicken was crispy on the outside and tender inside, golden and crunchy. One bite sent juices exploding in his mouth. Sam nearly swallowed his own tongue.

He had eaten countless delicacies in the Reach, but nothing had ever tasted this good.

He wolfed it down, let out a satisfied burp, and prepared to find a place to stay.

Tomorrow, he would go to Jaqenion Academy — the most important destination of his journey.

However, the mont he stepped out of KFC, he was swept along by the crowd.

More and more people joined, all surging in the sa direction. Sam was carried forward helplessly.

Soon they arrived at a small square.

In the center of the square stood a particularly large storefront with a huge banner: Draco's First 4S Store Grand Opening! Lord Luke Will Personally Cut the Ribbon!

Several won who looked like farrs were chatting excitedly:

"Draco's first 4S store is opening. They say Lord Luke will co to cut the ribbon! I'm bringing my little Tom to see him!"

One imdiately picked up the boy beside her and lifted him high.

Another woman added, "I heard there will be a raffle at the opening. Lord Luke is giving away a hundred bicycles and twenty tricycles for free!"

The crowd grew even more excited upon hearing this.

Sam was pushed to the front row by the throng.

At that mont, a commotion broke out.

"Lord Luke is here!"

Sam followed everyone's gaze and finally saw the legendary magic baron — Luke Jaqenion.

Even from a distance, he could sense how extraordinary Lord Luke was.

It was an indescribable aura… approachable, benevolent, and outstanding.

He wore fine, elegant clothing and a warm smile. In his hand was a black "magical voice amplifier" as he interacted with the crowd.

"Hello everyone! Welco to the grand opening of Draco's first 4S store!"

His voice carried clearly and powerfully across the entire square through the amplifier.

"Today, not only are we bringing you the highest-quality magical vehicle sales and service, we've also prepared generous raffle prizes. One hundred Giant Dragon brand bicycles and twenty Giant Dragon brand tricycles — all given away for free!"

The crowd erupted in earth-shaking cheers.

"Long live Lord Luke!"

"Long live Jaqenion!"

Samwell found himself involuntarily shouting and waving along with everyone else.

If Sam had known the concept of "fanatic fandom," he would have realized he was acting just like those frenzied fans, completely unable to control himself.

Lord Luke's smile seed to possess a magical power that made people want to follow him.

This "4S store" mainly sold rickshaws, two-wheeled bicycles, and three-wheeled bicycles.

Night.

Samwell stood before a grand building, gazing up at its magnificent, gilded entrance.

Draco Hotel.

It was said to be the hotel personally endorsed by Lord Luke and claid to be "five-star." The doorn wore crisp uniforms and were respectful and professional.

Sam hesitated for a mont, then walked in.

After all, he was still the eldest son of House Tarly. Even though his father had driven him out, he should at least stay sowhere decent, right?

The receptionist at the front desk smiled sweetly. "Sir, what type of room would you like?"

"The most ordinary one is fine."

"Very well. A standard room is one gold coin per night."

Sam nearly bit his own tongue.

One gold coin?

In the Reach, one gold coin could get you the best inn for an entire month!

But he had already co inside and felt too embarrassed to leave. Besides, after a long day, he was truly exhausted.

Gritting his teeth, he took out a gold coin.

"I'll take it!"

His room was on the third floor.

The mont Sam pushed open the door, he was stunned.

This room… this room was too good!

Soft carpet covered the floor, completely silent underfoot. The walls were painted snow-white and hung with beautiful paintings. A huge bed sat in the center, looking so soft it could swallow a person whole.

Even more amazing was the round object on the ceiling emitting a gentle glow.

It was a "magical lamp."

Sam cautiously touched it — it wasn't hot.

He then walked into the bathroom.

Inside was a strange device connected to a pipe ending in a round disc full of tiny holes.

A paper on the wall gave instructions.

Following the instructions, Sam turned the handle.

Whoosh—

Warm water poured down from the disc, showering over him.

Sam nearly cried out.

A shower!

This was a shower!

He had never known bathing could feel this comfortable.

There were also two square blocks nearby — one labeled "soap" and the other "shampoo." Sam tried them. His body was covered in rich foam. After rinsing, he slled wonderfully clean.

He had never been this clean before. He had known about soap and shampoo back in the Reach, but those were things only his father, mother, younger brother, and sister were allowed to use… he wasn't worthy!

After bathing, he discovered the sauna and SPA room.

He tried everything, each one leaving him in awe.

Finally, he lay down on the latex spring bed.

It was perfectly firm — not too soft, not too hard. Lying on it, his whole body relaxed, as if floating on a cloud.

A sinful thought rose in Sam's mind:

He wanted to steal this bed.

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