Spellcasting Heavens

In the largest brothel on Silk Street, Petyr Baelish hid in his own room as always, checking the information sent back by his subordinates.

Although he did not specially train a team of little birds composed of underage children like the Eight-clawed Spider Varys, he was not bad at all.

To be precise, by virtue of his years as a tax officer in Seagull Town and later as the Minister of Finance, he successfully used his business skills to attract a large number of merchants. It can be said that as long as there are merchants, there are likely to be his eyes and ears.

Unlike many people who don't have any background strength in their imaginations, behind Petyr Baelish actually hides quite a large force, including even a few nobles in the valley who rely on trade to make a fortune.

It was with the support of these nobles that he dared to instigate Lysa Tully to poison her husband, Jon Arryn, and then personally ignite the flames of chaos and war, waiting for an opportunity to usurp the territory and land that originally belonged to the Erin family. title.

However, due to Zhang Cheng's sudden appearance, there was a huge uncertainty in the original secret plan, especially the mysterious magic that could not be measured by common sense, so he felt that it was a potential threat.

You must know that as an ambitious master of conspiracy, he naturally cannot sit still, and has already sent people to collect a lot of information about the son of the forest.

But unfortunately, whether it is the so-called knowledgeable bachelor, or the alchemist who can create a terrifying wildfire, there is nothing they can do about it.

After all, the children of the forest have disappeared from people's sight for so long that only a few surviving stories still vaguely mention these real natives of Westeros.

As for the pictures and hieroglyphs they left behind, no one can decipher them at all.

Just as Petyr Baelish frowned, trying to find a way to check and balance his opponent, there was a sudden sound from the closed door.

Immediately after, a metal hook lock came in through the crack of the door, very deftly hooked up the door bolt, and in less than two seconds, the thick wooden door made a creaking sound, and a petite figure flashed in from the outside. .

Yana, how many times have I said that before entering my room, you must knock on the door. Petyr Baelish sighed without raising his head.

Obviously, he was quite familiar with this intruder, so familiar that he could recognize him just by his voice.

Aha! Sorry, my lord, I'm used to it. Said, the petite figure took off the hood, revealing a delicate doll-like face.

There is no doubt that this is a young girl around fourteen or fifteen years old.

Judging from her silky black hair and brown eyes, she was probably from a free city-state on the other side of the sea.

Baelish shrugged with a nonchalant smile, put down the messy notes in his hand, and folded his hands on his chest: Tell me, what valuable information have you discovered through following the past few days?

The girl called Yana raised her mouth and responded in a rather playful tone: There are quite a few, which part do you want to listen to first? Knowing this Sir Mason is not easy, I have wanted to hear it several times. Approaching his bedroom, it all came close to being found.

Of course it's the part related to my old friend Varys. How, did they have any conflict? Who won? Baelish's eyes revealed strong anticipation.

Sorry, my lord, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. As far as I know, their conflict only lasted for a very short time before reappearing as friends. Also, your old friend's appearance seems to have suddenly changed He's gotten a lot older, maybe only he knows what's going on inside. Yana quickly explained what she knew.

Oh? Are you sure? Baelish raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Yana nodded thoughtlessly: Yes! Your old friend is now with loose skin like a man in his sixties or seventies. Oh, and also, I found out that Erro Tyrell lives in Sir Mason right now. In the yard of the house, the two of them walked hand in hand to the seaside a few hours ago, and that look of intimacy is really enviable.

Baelish touched his chin, as if thinking about something.

It took a full minute before he smiled and said to himself: Interesting, Varys has softened up, this is not his character. It seems... I need to meet him and exchange it by the way. intelligence.

Uh... Lord, I have to remind you that according to the news from the castle's eyeliner, after the two met, Lord Varys locked himself in the room and no one was seen. The girl blinked playfully and reminded. .

Humph! Don't worry, even if Varys doesn't see everyone, he will choose to see me. After all, we are the same kind of people in a way...

Having said that, Baelish stood up and threw all the notes into the brazier, then walked out of the room and headed towards the Red Keep.

About half an hour later, he came to the door of the bedroom of Eight-claw Spider, stretched out his right hand and patted the door lightly.

boom! boom! boom!

Who? Didn't I say no one was there? Varys' weak voice came through the door.

It's me, your old friend. Maybe you can see everyone in the world, but you'll come out to see me, won't you? Littlefinger responded confidently.

Varys in the room was silent for a moment, and soon gave a wry smile: Hehe, I'm really sorry, my current situation is a bit special, even you can't see it. Please come back,

Just when Baelish was about to say something, a note suddenly flew out from under the crack of the door.

He looked left and right subconsciously, and after confirming that no one was there, he quickly picked up the note and glanced at it, his face immediately showed inexplicable horror, and without saying a word, he turned around and disappeared at the end of the narrow corridor of the castle.

At the same time, Varys in the room was sitting in front of a mirror, staring at his unusually old face, and the necromancer looming behind him, exuding a biting chill and evil aura.

Obviously, in order to prevent the master of conspiracy from secretly making small moves, Zhang Cheng kept the undead in the enchanter by his side, monitoring his every move at all times.

If he does something unfavorable to him, the undead will immediately jump on him and drain his little vitality.

However, the Eight-Clawed Spider is an Eight-Clawed Spider after all, and he may not be able to do things clearly, but he still found a way to reveal the information to another conspiracy master.

In this way, the two people who were supposed to be in a hostile state finally chose to join forces again due to the intervention of external forces.

As Zhang Cheng expected at the beginning, as he participated in the Game of Thrones as a player, the original plot was slowly starting to change, and as for what it would look like in the end, no one knew at all...