Casting spells

He knew very well that when the deformed product of inbreeding in front of him came to the throne, it was indeed a valuable pawn, at least he could make good use of it before he died.

Joffrey looked around to make sure that no one was eavesdropping nearby, and immediately lowered his voice and promised, "Wait until I become king! You can do whatever you want!"

"Wait until you become king? How many years will it take? I don't like waiting for a long time." Zhang Cheng deliberately pretended to be dissatisfied and shook his head.

"No! It won't take long! A few days at most! I will be king! Wealth! Power! Status! I can give you everything you want, as long as you teach me that incredible power!" Joffrey said. The face let out a low growl frantically.

I don't know if there is some recessive genetic disease. Whenever he is emotional, his skin will turn red, and his emotions are extremely irritable, and he can't control himself at all.

Zhang Cheng pretended to hesitate for a few seconds, and finally nodded reluctantly: "Okay, if you really become a king and have the ability to fulfill your promise, I can teach you some mysterious knowledge. But the ugly words are up front, supernatural Strength is a matter of talent, whether you can learn it or not is none of my business..."

Chapter 1 Entrustment

After reaching an agreement with Joffrey, Zhang Cheng quickly returned to hiding in the room every day to study how to make dragon eggs hatch, and occasionally took a little time to maintain the relationship with Elo Tyrell. The ambiguous atmosphere that came out.

In fact, with the passage of time, he has begun to feel an unknown energy slowly filling the air.

Though very, very thin, to a mage desperate for power, even a little bit would stand out like a torch in the dark.

However, the feeling belongs to the feeling, but they cannot really use these mysterious energies. They are not as pure and powerful as the arcane energy, nor are they as highly plastic and changeable as the energy on the magic earth. They are just like inert gas. Does not resonate with anything.

In order to find out the reason, Zhang Cheng wasted another bottle of precious well water, and with the power of magic, forcibly collected more than 100 milliliters of a gas-liquid mixture composed entirely of inert energy.

Looking at the off-white color in the test tube, he couldn't help but frowned and muttered to himself, "I'm not there... I remember when Melisandre and Mirri Maz Duur cast spells in the plot, I didn't encounter too many difficulties. Could it be that the time is not enough? Or am I missing something?"

Just when he was deep in thought, a hasty knock on the door interrupted everything.

boom! boom! boom!

"Who? Didn't I say that no one is allowed to disturb?" Zhang Cheng asked in an extremely unhappy tone.

"My lord, I'm very sorry to disturb you so late, but there are a few guests who don't want to reveal their identities who claim to be your friends and need to meet you immediately." The voice of the butler Derry came in through the crack of the door.

"A guest who doesn't want to reveal his identity?" Zhang Cheng suddenly had a bad feeling, quickly hid the test tube in his hand and opened the door.

I saw Derry standing at the door with three people in cloaks. Although he couldn't see his face temporarily due to the dim light, he still keenly smelled a familiar fragrance.

"E Luo, is that you?"

"Yes, Lord Mason."

Accompanied by a familiar voice, the shortest person among them took off his hood, revealing a beautiful young girl's face.

At the same time, the other two also took off their hoods, revealing their true colors.

They were none other than Renly and Loras.

Although Zhang Cheng had already guessed what happened, he still pretended to be unbelievable: "Your Excellency, Sir Loras, why did you visit late at night? And you brought Miss Ailuo with you?"

"I am very sorry, Ser Mason, but something has happened. My brother, King Robert, had an accident while hunting, and I am afraid he will not be long before he dies. And I have received definite news that Joffrey, Tommen and Myrcella all Not his own blood, but the bastard of Queen Cersei's affair with the Kingslayer. Now! She is trying to let her bastard usurp the throne! One of the Baratheons! I will not allow this to happen !" Renly grew more and more excited, and finally even began to growl under his breath.

"What? How is this possible?!" An imperceptible sneer flashed across Zhang Cheng's face, followed by an exclamation.

"On my honor, Lord Renly is telling the truth, and even Lord Eddard Stark, the Prime Minister, knows it. But he's too upright to join us, so we can only Escape from King's Landing as soon as possible, and then summon your vassals to attack the Lannister family." Loras also chimed in.

"So... what do you need me to do?" Zhang Cheng asked in an uncertain tone.

"It's very simple. I hope you can help take care of Eluo. She can't ride a horse continuously. In addition, I also hope that you can help to pay attention to the movements of King's Landing City. If you have any important information, please send Come to this place." Loras took out a note that he had already prepared.

Zhang Cheng took it and glanced at it, then immediately threw it into the brazier next to it, and nodded seriously: "Please don't worry, Miss Ai Luo is my fiancée, as long as I'm still alive, no one can hurt her."

"In that case, I'm relieved. We are still in a hurry to leave King's Landing, so we won't disturb you any more." After that, Loras quickly disappeared into the night with Renly.

Watching the two leave, Zhang Cheng immediately ordered to the housekeeper who was waiting at the side: "Go and prepare a guest room for Miss Ailuo. Remember, it must be kept secret, and no one will know that she lives with us. I understand. ?"

"Understood!" Derry bowed slightly, and walked quickly towards the direction of the guest room.

After the housekeeper opened, only a man and a widow were left at the door of the room. Since no one had the intention to speak first, the scene fell into an awkward silence.

In the end, Elo Tyrell took a deep breath and said in a rather helpless tone: "I'm sorry, my lord, I have caused you trouble."

Zhang Cheng shook his head with a smile, stretched out his right hand and stroked the girl's cheek and responded: "Don't say that, you are my fiancée, as the champion of the martial arts tournament, if I can't even protect my fiancée, there is still a chance I'm alive!" What's the point? Don't think too much about it, have a good night's rest, and leave the rest to me."

"Um……"

There was a faint blush on Ai Luo's face, and she let her big hands walk around her cheeks and sensitive earlobes, showing no sign of resistance at all.

If it were an ordinary man, I am afraid that he would have started to make a move early in this situation, trying to trick the girl into bed as quickly as possible to complete the "home run".

But Zhang Cheng is not an ordinary man, his heart has long been filled with the desire for power, when he pushed the girl to the point of shortness of breath, he resolutely stopped further actions, and after sending a sleeping kiss, He quietly returned to his room.

"Robert is dead... The prelude to chaos has begun... Daenerys on the other side of the sea is about to hatch three baby dragons... I don't have much time to prepare..."

While talking to himself, Zhang Cheng put away the dragon eggs, changed into an unremarkable casual clothes, and went straight to the dungeon of King's Landing City.

No doubt he intends to emulate Daenerys' method, using burning and blood sacrifices to try to hatch young dragons, and he doesn't care how painful it is for a person to be burned alive.

Not to mention a few prisoners locked in a cell, even if he needed to sacrifice blood to a city of 10 people, he would not have the slightest hesitation.

On the road of pursuing strength, the most taboo thing is hesitation. In the end, the more you think about it, the more complicated it becomes. You forget that persistence and concentration are the keys to the summit.

Chapter 1 Incubation

In the middle of the night, on a secluded beach near the sea outside King's Landing, four ragged prisoners were tied tightly to a huge rock, each of them showing fear, constantly struggling, cursing, begging, trying to escape the next The horrible scene that happened.

But it is a pity that no matter what these people do or how ugly words they swear, Zhang Cheng is still making preparations in an orderly manner. In just half an hour, a simple wooden frame was built, and the flashing Dusk's dragon egg is on the top shelf.

After finishing all this, he turned around and smiled at the prisoners, and said in a slightly apologetic tone: "I'm really sorry, but from a personal standpoint, I don't have any enmity with you, and I don't enjoy the benefits of killing." The pleasure. The reason why you are burned to death is all to hatch the dragon eggs. I guarantee that as long as the dragon eggs hatch successfully, the rest will be released, so please tell me, who will be the first?"

All of a sudden, the original noisy voice disappeared without a trace.

Every prisoner looked at each other with wide-eyed eyes, and no one dared to speak out first, for fear of becoming the first "lucky one" by accident.

After all, burning to death is not an ordinary way of dying. Even a hero with a strong will can't help but scream in pain when facing the raging flames, let alone they are just ordinary people.

Seeing that no one made a sound for a long time, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but sighed slightly, bent down and grabbed a handful of pebbles from the ground, and handed them to the prisoners: "For the sake of fairness, let's play a little game. Now guess what Is the stone in my hand an odd number or an even number? I will count to three, and you all answer together. Those who are slow will be deemed to have abstained. Three... two... one!"

"Even numbers!"

"Odd number!"

"Odd number!"

"Odd number!"

The four of them didn't dare to hesitate, and gave their answers almost at the same time.

But what's interesting is that three of them seemed to have colluded in advance, and they all chose the even number, and only one fat guy chose the odd number.