Gregor sat on his knees, and on the floor was a rug of no longer discernible color, the pattern on which had been worn out.

Sitting across a broken table from Gregor was an old man whose face and gender he couldn't see clearly.

A mess of gray hair obscured the old man's entire face.

The bottles and cans on the table were densely packed, and the names of the drugs were pasted on the bottles.

Count Gavin and Miss Jane, who were standing behind Gregor, did not recognize the writing on the bottle, it was a kind of writing that had never been seen before, and although it was similar to the writing on the continent of Westeros, it was completely different.

The room was filled with a strange smell of medicine, which made Jenny, who had studied medicine, frown.

Count Gavin pulled out a handkerchief and plugged his nose.

Miss Jenny's carriage was parked right outside the door, with eight Westerling family guards guarding the door.

It's a very remote corner of the city.

Not far from the house is the place where the residents of the street dump their garbage.

Although there is a sewage ditch, it has been filled with garbage and silt because no one has dredged it for a long time.

Fortunately, it didn't rain, otherwise it would have been a cross-flow of sewage.

This street is also a street where the poor live.

No matter how many nobles and merchants there are in Lannisport, the poor are like rats, and there will be them everywhere.

Count Gavin had already vaguely guessed the identity of the old man sitting behind the medicine bottle.

Janie, who was in front of Count Gavin, looked back at her father, and Count Gavin saw from Javine's eyes that Janine might also have guessed the identity of the old man.

It's just that neither of them is sure.

After all, Count Gavin and the old man had not seen each other for sixteen years, nor had they been heard from in any way. Jenny, on the other hand, had never met the old man since she was born, and had only heard some stories about the old man from the conversations between her mother and her uncle.

"Grandmother!" said Gregor, whispering tentatively, "my name is Gregor Clegane, and I have come to see you with my fiancée, Jane Westling, and my father-in-law, Gavin Westerling. ”

The humility in Gregor's voice was incredulous to Jane and Count Gavin. Both were surprised.

They had never seen Gregor so courteous to people. Gregor's domineering and domineering personality vanished completely, and he looked like a good child in the presence of the shabby old man.

Count Gavin wanted to turn around and flee, but he forcibly held back.

Gregor has an invisible influence over Count Gavin.

The old man sitting across the table did not make any sound, as if he had fallen asleep. Just when Jenny couldn't stand the strange smell in the room and felt retching, the old man moved.

A thin, skinny, bone-covered hand reached out from the robe, and picked up from the table a bone spur of no discernible color, which was so sharp that it resembled a medical needle used by the scholars.

The terrifying bone hand was so fast that neither Count Gavin nor Jane could see it, and the bone spur in his hand stabbed the back of Gregor's hand on the table.

A drop of blood emerged from the back of Gregor's hand.

Earl Gavin and Miss Jenny exclaimed, but Gregor did not move.

The old man's bony hand pinched the bone spur and slowly retracted it, the tip of which was stained with Gregor's blood.

The old man's other hand ruffled away the messy hair that had spread over his face, revealing a shriveled mouth that had lost all its teeth, and the bone spurs slowly put into this mouth, and the long tongue stretched out, licking the blood on the bone spurs.

"Gregor Clegane. The old man spoke, and the voice was that of an old woman.

"Yes, grandmother. Gregor said humbly.

"If you go east, you will die in the fire. The old man said.

This statement baffled Jane and Count Gavin.

But Gregor was shaken all over.

He knew what would happen if he stayed in Westeros, and he had planned to save himself by digging gold and becoming a rich man, but the old man's words suddenly reminded him that there was an even greater enemy on the other side of the Narrow Sea: Daenerys Targaryen, who was as lucky as a hanger.

Daenerys Targaryen is the widow of King Aerys Targaryens, a former dynasty king who served Duke Tywin for twenty years.

In Aegon 283, the Mad King Aerys Targaryen was slain by his Kingsguard Jaime Lannister with a sword from behind, and the capital and palace fell. Sir Gregor Cregan of the Magic Mountain and Ser Amori Lodge, known as the Scorpion, washed the royal palace in blood.

Sir Amori Lodge's coat of arms is a black sphinx manticore on a red background, and his man is as vicious and cruel as his family crest, the sphinx. He killed Daenerys' niece, Princess Rhaenys, Prince Rhaegar's 4-year-old daughter. He stabbed her more than 50 times until the girl was silent.

Afterwards, Duke Tywin Lannister was disgusted by Sir Amoriel Lodge's actions, believing that Amori lacked brains and that the correct way to do things should be to coax the child and then use a silk pillow to do it.

Another villain, Gregor, raped and killed Daenerys' sister-in-law, Princess Elia Martell, and broke into the royal nursery, knocking Daenerys' nephew, Princess Elia Martell's infant son, Prince Aegon, to death against the wall.

This is a blood feud between Gregor and Daenerys, and Daenerys is in the East.

Daenerys will grow to be the absolute king on the continent across the Narrow Sea. She is a non-burner, she does not hurt her body in the fire, she belongs to the fire herself. She will also have three dragons, and dragons also belong to fire.

The old man made a prophecy: if Gregor Clegan went east, he would die in the fire.

If Gregor believed the old man, he would have to cancel this second-hand plan to flee eastward.

To the east is also the place where the faith of the red god Rahlo spreads. Rahlo is the god of red, the lord of light, the god of fire and shadow.

If Gregor didn't die at the hands of Daenerys Targaryen, it was likely at the hands of the Crimson Believer. In the free trade city-state of Valantis, there is one of the largest known red temples in the world. The Red Temple is home to an armed group: the Hand of the Flame.

Gregor believed this prophecy.

He believed in the occultism of this world.

He was an atheist before he crossed over.

But this world does have the will of the gods walking, there will indeed be dragons, and in the north there will be the people of the cold gods: strangers and ghouls.

Gregor had come to find the old man.

This old man is a wizard. But she was none other than Countess Gavin's own grandmother, Miss Jenny's own grandmother, from Essos, on the eastern continent of the Narrow Sea, who was brought to Lannisport as a young man by marrying a spice merchant.

In Lannisham, people call her the Witch Queen.

The spice merchant and the witch had a son, and this son did not want to be a merchant anymore, but wanted to be a nobleman, so he founded a family called Spicer.

Spacer had two children: a son, Rover Spicer, and a daughter, Herb Spicer.

Hibel married Earl Gavin and gave birth to her eldest daughter, Janine Westerling.

Today, Jenny Westerling is Gregour's fiancée.