Casting spells

"Hehe, the good news is that Balon Greyjoy of the Iron Islands once again established himself as king and began to sweep the entire northern border along the sea route. Our invincible Robb Stark will face a difficult choice next Should I go back to the army to protect my lair, or continue to go south and approach King's Landing." Zhang Cheng was keenly aware of the other party's fatigue, so he gave the first news directly.

After hearing this sentence, Tyrion's eyes immediately lit up, he laughed and clapped his hands: "Hahahaha! That's great! This is the first good news I've heard since I became Prime Minister! It's worth a toast ! Bronn! Come on, pour me a glass of wine!"

"As you wish, my lord." The mercenary leader smiled and raised the wine bottle and filled the empty glass on the table.

Without further ado, the little devil picked it up and gulped it clean, then wiped his mouth, his expression quickly became extremely dignified: "Tell me, what is the bad news? I'm mentally prepared."

The corners of Zhang Cheng's mouth curled up slightly, and he replied in a slightly low tone: "The bad news is that Renly was assassinated in his tent and died on the spot. Now his elder brother, Stannis Baratheon, accepted almost all His subordinates are leading an army of nearly 10 men towards King's Landing. My dear friend, a strong opponent is coming..."

"Ten... one hundred thousand?!!!"

Knowing the exact number of enemies, Bronn's entire face became distorted.

There is no way not to distort it. You must know that the entire population of Junlin City, men, women, children, and children together is only about 50.

"Is your source of information accurate?" Compared to the panic of his subordinates, Tyrion was relatively calm, except for a slight uncontrollable trembling of his legs.

"One hundred percent accurate! And I can tell you! Renly's death was caused by a priestess with magical powers next to Stannis, so you'd better be careful."

After saying this, Zhang Cheng didn't care whether the other party understood or not, turned around and left the room, disappearing at the end of the chaotic street...

Chapter 129 Assassination

In the deepest cellar of the Red Castle, "Octospider" Varys was hunched over, standing in front of the table without saying a word, allowing Zhang Cheng to read the news that should have been kept strictly confidential.

But it's a pity that since the last "friendly" meeting, he has lost control over these little secrets, and he can't even destroy them, otherwise the shadowy ghost will show up immediately.

Under this 24-hour monitoring, the only thing he can do is to expect his "old friend" to send the news to the designated person, and then use the other party's power to destroy the enemy.

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't know the little tricks of the dead eunuch right now, so he read through the densely packed notes on the table, then raised his head and asked with a smile, "Varys, my dear friend, do you know Melisandre well?" How many?"

"My lord, as far as I know, Melisandre is from the continent of Essos and is a priestess who believes in R'hllor, the Lord of Light. Oh, by the way, R'hllor, the Lord of Light, is also known in the Seven Kingdoms. She is the Red God. Like you, she also has some kind of incredible power." Varys answered scripturally.

"Oh? Please explain in detail, what do you mean by the incredible power? Also, why did Renly suddenly die in his tent for no reason?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

He was not one of those idiots who would be fooled by a few words, and he knew better that the other party actually had an extremely close relationship with the King of Light.

In childhood, the "little bird" under Fatty's crotch was cut off and sacrificed to the Lord of Light, and it is said that he heard some incredible sound.

Although Zhang Cheng does not think that there is a real "god" in the world of A Song of Ice and Fire, the so-called Lord of Light is at best a way of using mysterious energy.

What really interested him was the necklace worn on Melisandre's neck and the ability to bring the dead back to life.

Varys undoubtedly sensed something, shivered subconsciously, and hurriedly explained in a low voice: "Sorry, sir, I don't know exactly what kind of power Melisandre has. But the few seconds before Renly's death , it seems that someone found a huge shadow in his tent. In addition, Melisandre also publicized that Stannis is the rebirth of Azor Ahai, I think she may want to take this opportunity to preach."

"Really?" Zhang Cheng raised the corner of his mouth slightly, showing a playful smile, but soon shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "Forget it, no matter who she is or what kind of power she holds, she can't be my opponent in the end. As for you, continue with that interesting restoration plan of the Targaryen family."

After saying this, he directly opened the door and walked out of the dark cellar, left the castle along the narrow passage, and wandered on the streets full of chaos and panic.

As news spread that Stannis would arrive at King's Landing with an army of [-], all the residents realized that a tough siege was likely to begin, so they took out their savings and began hoarding food frantically. In time, the price of goods has increased more than ten times, and the whole city reveals an atmosphere of madness and despair.

"My lord! Please buy my daughters! Look at how beautiful they are! They will surely serve you comfortably! Just two bags of flour!" A middle-aged woman saw someone passing by, and immediately grabbed two different girls. Girls over 14 pleaded loudly.

"My lord! Look at my daughter too!"

"And mine!"

……

All of a sudden, many homeless refugees pushed out their own flesh and blood, whether they were abducted or trafficked, in an attempt to exchange for some food to satisfy their hunger.

Some of them are farmers from the countryside around King's Landing, who fled to the city to take refuge when they heard the news of the war, and some were from the war-torn residents of the Riverland area. Sons and daughters struggle to survive.

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng's heart had already become extremely indifferent, and he had no interest in these sallow and thin little girls, and directly pushed away the middle-aged women who blocked his way forward.

Just when he was about to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, one of the girls suddenly jumped up and pulled out a cold dagger from his arms.

In addition, there were three or four people around who tore off their camouflage one after another, drew out sharp swords of different lengths and launched a siege.

It has to be said that the place they chose was very ingenious. It was a narrow alley, and it was also some distance away from where the guards were patrolling. In addition, the chaotic crowd blocked the traffic, so there was enough time to complete a fatal assassination operation.

"Hahahaha! Interesting, someone wants to assassinate me?"

Seeing several sharp knives stabbing at him, instead of showing a little panic, Zhang Cheng laughed happily.

I saw him draw out the magic sword casually——the soul arrester waved lightly, directly swung away the attack from the side, and then aimed at the girl rushing forward to release the impact of flames.

boom!

Accompanied by a loud noise, before the poor little guy figured out what happened, she flew into the air, the dazzling flames engulfed her coat, and she fell to the ground with a plop, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

Taking out the most dangerous enemy first, Zhang Cheng didn't intend to stop, and immediately turned around to attack the other assassins.

Relying on the sharp blade of the Soul Destroyer, he beheaded a few other unlucky people with little effort, and two of their souls were imprisoned. It won't take long for these two souls to suffer endless pain and torture. transformed into undead.

Feeling the strong evil power emanating from the soul-trapping messenger, he couldn't help but sighed with a smile: "The more souls devoured, the more powerful the power will be? You are really a veritable magic sword..."

"My lord! Are you alright?" A patrolling guard who just passed by ran over and asked loudly.

"Do you think I seem to be in trouble?" Zhang Cheng rubbed the blood on Jian's body on the corpse, and asked without turning his head.

"Uh—I'm really sorry, I forgot that you are the champion of the tournament, the invincible Sir Mason, there is no way a few assassins are your opponents." The guard complimented embarrassingly.

"Okay, don't talk about these useless things, check the corpse carefully and see if you can find any useful clues. I want to know who is behind it." Zhang Cheng ordered, while bending down to check the dead body just now girl with a blast of flames.

But just as he bent down and before he could reach out his hand, the girl suddenly threw a throwing knife glowing with green light, and then turned around and ran away without saying a word.

With her familiarity with the terrain and her petite stature, she disappeared from everyone's sight within two or three seconds...

1 Thirty Chapters Freedom

"Cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by a severe cough, a ragged girl hurriedly got into an unknown secret passage.

As the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, a huge and intricate labyrinth has long been dug out of the underground of Junlin City. Only a few people know which road leads to the outside world and which road leads to the interior of the castle.

Walking along the invisible tunnel for about tens of meters, she suddenly stopped vigilantly and asked forward, "My lord, is that you?"

"Of course it's me! How is it, Yana, did it work?"

The voice just fell!

A person came out of the darkness.

He is none other than Petyr Baelish, the famous schemer and careerist "Littlefinger".

The girl smiled wryly and shook her head: "No! Sir Mason's power is far beyond our imagination. Please see, this is a spell he released during the battle. If I hadn't prepared in advance, He's probably dead by now."