In the deepest cellar of the Red Keep, the "Octopus Spider" Varys was hunched over and standing in front of the table without saying a word, allowing Zhang Cheng to flip through the information that should have been kept strictly confidential.

Unfortunately, since the last "cordial and friendly" meeting, he has lost control of these little secrets, and he can't even destroy them, otherwise the shadowy necromancer will appear immediately.

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

Of course, Zhang Cheng didn't know the small movements of the dead eunuch at the moment, so he looked at the dense notes on the table, then raised his head and asked with a smile: "Varys, my dear friend, how much do you know about Melisandre?"

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

"Oh, please tell me in detail, what do you mean by incredible power, and why did Lan Li suddenly die in his tent for no apparent reason?" Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.

He wasn't one of those fools who would be fooled by a few words, and he knew that the other party actually had an extremely close relationship with the Lord of Light.

During his childhood, the "little bird" under the crotch of the dead fat man was cut off and sacrificed to the Lord of Light, and it is said that he also heard some kind of mysterious sound.

Although Zhang Cheng does not feel 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 to use mysterious energy.

What really intrigued him was the necklace Melisandre wore around her neck and her ability to bring the dead back to life.

Varys undoubtedly sensed something, and subconsciously shuddered, and hurriedly explained in a low voice, "I'm sorry, Sir, but I don't know exactly what kind of power Melisandre has. But a few seconds before Lan Li's death, it seemed that someone had spotted a huge shadow in his tent. In addition, Melisandre also hyped up Stannis as the rebirth of Atholl Ahai, and I think she may have wanted to take the opportunity to preach. ”

"Really?" Zhang Cheng curled the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a playful smile, but quickly shrugged his shoulders indifferently. "Forget it, no matter who she is or what kind of power she has, she can't be my opponent in the end. As for you, move on to that interesting Targaryen restoration project. ”

With that, he pushed open the door and walked out of the dark cellar, leaving the castle along the narrow passageway, strolling through the streets filled with chaos and panic.

As the news spread that Stannis himself was about to arrive in King's Landing with an army of 100,000 men, all the inhabitants realized that a difficult siege was likely to begin, so they took out their savings and began to hoard food frantically, and in just two or three days, the price of goods increased more than ten times, and the whole city revealed an air of madness and despair.

"Sir, please buy my daughters! See how beautiful they look! I will be able to serve you comfortably! Only two sacks of flour!" a middle-aged woman begged at once, seeing someone passing by, and immediately picked up two girls no older than fourteen.

"My lord, please look at my daughter too!"

"And mine!"

......

All of a sudden, many homeless refugees have pushed out their own flesh and blood, which they don't know whether they were abducted or sold, in an attempt to exchange for some satisfying food.

Some of them were farmers from the surrounding countryside who had fled to the city to take refuge when they heard the news of the coming war, while others were war-torn residents of the Riverland region, whose only thing in common was that they had no property and had to sell their children to survive.

But unfortunately, Zhang Cheng's heart has already become extremely indifferent, and he has no interest in these yellow-faced and thin-skinned little girls at all, and directly pushes away the middle-aged women who are blocking his way.

Just as he was about to leave this place of right and wrong quickly, one of the girls suddenly burst out and pulled a cold-lit dagger from his bosom.

In addition, there were three or four people around who ripped off their disguises and drew sharp swords of different lengths to launch a siege.

It has to be said that the place they chose was very clever, it was a narrow alley, and it was also some distance from where the guards patrolled, plus the chaotic crowd blocked traffic, so there was enough time to complete a deadly assassination operation.

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

Seeing several sharp blades stabbing at him, Zhang Cheng not only showed a little panic, but laughed happily.

I saw him draw his magic sword casually - the Soul Arrester swung lightly, directly swinging away the attack from the side, and then unleashed a fire blast on the girl who rushed up frontally.

Rumble!

With a loud bang, before the poor little creature could figure out what was happening, the whole person rose into the air, and the dazzling light of fire devoured her coat, and she fell to the ground with a thud, not knowing whether she was dead or alive.

Taking the lead in taking out the most dangerous enemy, Zhang Cheng had no intention of stopping, and immediately turned around and attacked several other assassins.

With the sharp blade of the Soul Bringer, he slew several other unlucky ones with little effort, and two of them were imprisoned, and it would not be long before they would be transformed into necromancy in endless pain and torment.

Feeling the strong evil power emanating from the Soul Arresting Messenger, he couldn't help but sigh with a smile: "The more souls you devour, the more powerful it become......s?

"Are you alright, sir?" asked a patrol guard who had just passed by.

"Do you look like I'm in trouble?" Zhang Cheng rubbed the blood stains on the sword on the corpse, and asked rhetorically without looking back.

"Uh- I'm sorry, I forgot that you were the champion of the tournament, the invincible Sir Mason, and that a few Assassins could not be your match. The guard complimented with an embarrassed face.

"Alright, don't talk about these useless things, take a good look at the corpse and see if you can find any useful clues, I want to know who is behind it. Zhang Cheng commanded as he bent down to check on the girl who had been hit by the flames just now.

But just as he bent down and didn't wait to stretch out his hand, the girl suddenly threw out a flying knife glowing green, and then turned around and ran away without saying a word.

With her familiarity with the terrain and her petite stature, she disappeared out of everyone's sight in two or three seconds...... Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.

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