Casting spells

"Oh? Really!" There was undisguised surprise in Joffrey's eyes, and he kept walking up and down, as if he was thinking about something.

About three to five minutes later, he suddenly stopped and suggested in a very sincere tone: "Sir Mason, how about this, I will give you a sum of money, and give you a title and position, and you come to recruit an army for me , an army that only obeys my orders. In return, after eradicating all the traitors, I will deprive them of their territory and reward you."

Zhang Cheng didn't even think about such a good thing that fell from the sky, and directly bowed with one hand on his chest: "Apart from gratitude and obedience, what else can I say? Your Majesty..."

Obviously, this brat only thought about how to strengthen his strength in the shortest time, thus ignoring the issue of military control.

Spend other people's money, build your own army, and finally get a large territory. Is there anything cheaper in the world than this?

As for the brain-dead kid Joffrey, who has a cruel personality and kills people for fun, it has nothing to do with him.

Anyway, after the Battle of the Blackwater River is over, the "Queen of Thorns" Olenna Redwyne will naturally be in charge of cleaning up the mess.

"Great! Sir Mason! I knew a wise man like you would make the right choice." Joffrey was completely unaware of the huge mistake he had made, his face was full of excitement and joy .

"Your Majesty, I think you can't wait to start learning about magic, can't you?" Zhang Cheng's mouth flashed playfully, and he raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment!

A crimson flame shot out from his fingertips, illuminating the slightly dark front hall.

"This! This is!!!!" Joffrey's eyes widened suddenly, staring at the flame the size of the baby's fist.

Zhang Cheng unhurriedly transformed the flames into various shapes, pretending to be mysterious and flickering: "Yes, this is magic. It allows humans to control power comparable to gods with mortal bodies. Flame, Frost, thunder, and all the most destructive things in nature can be created by magic. But it is very difficult to obtain this power, so difficult that not one person in 1 people will succeed."

"What about me? Can I succeed?!" Joffrey asked impatiently.

"Sorry, I can't give an answer yet. It will take a period of observation and study before I can draw a conclusion. Before that, I hope you can take me to meet Lord Varys. The misunderstanding needs to be resolved."

Speaking of the last few words, Zhang Cheng's eyes shone with a chilling coldness.

Joffrey, who has had similar experience, shivered in a single match, silently mourned for Varys for a second, and then responded: "First of all, I don't mind if you trouble Varys, but please don't kill him. He, my mother relied heavily on his information."

"Hmph! Don't worry, Your Majesty, I won't kill him, just teach him a little lesson. Let's go, it's getting late, and I want to come back before dark."

"Aha! As long as you don't kill him, you'll be fine!"

……

Chapter 122 Octopus Spider

In the dim cellar of the castle, a bald fat man in a gorgeous silk robe was sitting at a desk, quickly flipping through papers filled with small print, and then threw the papers into the brazier next to him to burn.

He is none other than Varys, known as "Octospider".

As a person who makes a living by collecting and selling information, he has a particularly keen sense of danger, and often detects danger before it arrives, and then takes corresponding countermeasures.

It is precisely because of this that he survived countless court struggles.

No matter who becomes the king or the prime minister, he is still the unshakable chief intelligence officer in the imperial council.

But today, Varys was a little restless for some reason, always feeling that he had overlooked something important, so he hid in the cellar alone, trying to find some clues from the latest information collected by "Little Bird".

Just as he read the last note and was about to throw it into the brazier, there was a sudden sound of loud footsteps in the corridor outside.

Before he could realize what had happened, the closed door was hit hard.

boom! boom! boom!

Boom!

The wooden door bolt lasted only three times, and it immediately broke into two pieces. The door even flew out, smashing the cabinets, tables and other furnishings into pieces.

"Good afternoon, Lord Varys."

Accompanied by a mocking greeting, Zhang Cheng stepped into the room. While watching the vigilant bald fat man not far away, he gestured to the guards behind him.

The latter said nothing, repaired the door at an extremely fast speed, and then disappeared at the end of the narrow and dark corridor.

After watching these irrelevant people leave, Zhang Cheng slowly came to the table, grabbed the note from the other party's hand, glanced at it, and said with a smile and sarcasm: "If I guess correctly, this is the little girl you are proud of. The information collected by the little birds, right? Tsk tsk, using underage children to do such dangerous things, your heart is really vicious."

"Sir Mason Asprin, did you barge in rudely just to ridicule me?" Varys asked coldly.

Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and quickly waved his hands: "No, no, no, please don't get me wrong, I'm not mocking you. On the contrary, I'm praising your wisdom. Think about it, if there weren't such vicious How can you betray your loyal master again and again? And you have successfully avoided one after another? And now you can still hide in the dark, secretly carry out a certain plan, even You can also influence Daenerys Targaryen across the ocean. You are so good as a player in Game of Thrones, you can't help but want to applaud."

"Sorry! I don't understand what you're talking about! Farewell!" Varys was visibly panicked, trying to run away from the young man who terrified him as quickly as possible.

After all, the conspiracy has huge destructive power, and the root cause is that it is very difficult to be discovered. Once the conspiracy is exposed to the sun, only the person who secretly planned the conspiracy will die.

"Wait! Did I allow you to leave?" Zhang Cheng swipe out the magic sword——Spiritual Messenger, and pressed it against the opponent's throat.

The strong evil aura emanating from the blade made the "Octospider" take several steps back immediately.

A psychologist once said that the more a person hates a certain person or something, the deeper his subconscious fear of this person and this thing will be.

If the people that "The Hound" hates and fears are his cruel brother and flames, then what Varys hates and fears is the incomprehensible supernatural power-magic.

Sensing the dead eunuch's strong rejection, Zhang Cheng immediately swung his long sword.

In the blink of an eye!

A green translucent figure appeared in the room out of thin air...

He has no legs, his lower body is completely a blur of fluorescent lights, his upper body looks like a human being, and his scarlet eyes gleamed with naked malice, as if he might rush up to swallow people alive at any time.

There is no doubt that this evil undead is the prisoner who died by the sword not long ago.

Now his soul has fallen into the abyss under the double blow of pain and torture, and has become a complete ghost.

Due to the appearance of the undead, the temperature in the room began to drop rapidly, and in just a few seconds, a layer of hoarfrost grew on the ground and walls.

"Damn! What the hell is this? You... what are you going to do?"

Varys felt as if he was a child again, back to that terrible night, his face full of horror and helplessness.

"What to do? Of course it is to settle the little misunderstanding between us. You must not have forgotten that during the tournament, you encouraged His Majesty Joffrey to kill me with the help of Sandor Clegane What?" After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng nodded to the servants of the dead spirits beside him.

The specter who got the permission instantly showed a cruel smile, opened his arms and rushed straight up.

"Ahhhh!!!!!!!!! No!!!!!!!!!!!!"

The moment he touched the skin, which was made up entirely of negative energy, Varys couldn't help screaming in pain. His body began to age rapidly. In less than half a minute, a large number of wrinkles appeared on his forehead, corners of eyes, and cheeks. The originally smooth skin has also grown countless age spots.

In general, he changed from the appearance of a middle-aged man to the appearance of an old man at once.

What was even more frightening was that the extreme pain of being deprived of life force deeply stimulated every neuron. If he had a choice, he wished he could pass out immediately or be killed directly.

Unfortunately, he has no choice now.