With a withdrawal voucher stamped with the seal of the royal Chancellor of the Exchequer handed Zhang Cheng, the transaction was finally completed.

All he had to do was show his credentials at any mint near King's Landing, and he would be able to pick up 2,500 of the brand-new gold dragons that had been minted without fear of any harassment.

Of course, a note like this with 100 percent cashability is itself equivalent to a transaction currency, which can be taken to the market to buy commodities, and no merchant will refuse, at least not until war.

Just as he folded the bill and stuffed it into his pocket, "Littlefinger" suddenly raised his arm and made a subtle gesture.

Moment!

A razor-sharp dagger slashes through Billy's throat with lightning speed!

Burst!

Bright red plasma gushed out along the gap, spilling everywhere!

The fat man desperately tried to cover the bleeding wound with his hands, but unfortunately, all efforts were in vain, and in the blink of an eye, the blood blocked the trachea, and finally the whole person slowly fell to the ground, suffocated and died.

Until he took his last breath, he didn't understand why the other party wanted to kill him, let alone why Zhang Cheng sat motionless, and there was no shock or nervous expression on his face at all, as if everything was so taken for granted.

The eerie atmosphere lasted for a minute or so, and then Baerichie said in a slightly apologetic tone, "I'm really sorry, he heard so much that he shouldn't have heard something, so he couldn't get out of the room alive, or God knows if it would reach Varys's ears." You see, my old friend didn't have a very good attitude towards mystical powers. ”

"I totally understand, but remember, the next time you do something like this, you'd better ask for my permission, or I'll see it as a provocation. With that, Zhang Cheng narrowed his eyes and glanced at the cloaked killer with a cold gaze, then got up and left the room.

There is no doubt that the repeated temptations of "Little Finger" made him a little annoyed, and at the same time realized that none of these old fritters who have lived in a deceitful environment for a long time are easy to deal with.

If he joins the Game of Thrones as a player, he will face challenges not only from the intrigue behind him, but also a series of issues including inheritance, marriage, war, and so on.

You must know that Westeros does not believe in any "princely generals", what is important here is birth and noble blood.

No matter how capable a person is, if he does not have a good family background, he can only serve the nobles honestly in exchange for completely unfair remuneration.

This is why Zhang Cheng's first decision was to buy a noble title, because only by obtaining this title can he legitimately become a player, not a pawn in the hands of players.

As for the fat man's death, Zhang Cheng was not surprised at all, to be exact, from the moment he stepped into this room, his fate was already doomed.

If the fat man was smart enough, he should have stayed at the door and waited, rather than walking in and trying to participate in a conversation that was far beyond his comprehension.

Sometimes, being overly motivated not only does not bring benefits, but can lead to death.

Staring at the motionless corpse on the ground, the corners of Baelishi's mouth curled slightly, fiddling with the delicate golden dagger, and muttering in a voice that only he could hear, "A wizard with mysterious powers has come to King's Landing......?

"My lord, what do you think of the corpse?" the killer asked cautiously.

"Wait until it gets dark and throw it into the sea to feed the fish. Oh, by the way, send two of me to keep an eye on the young man, and preferably put a few eyeliners around him. I want to know what he eats, what he does, and what kind of women he likes every day. I have a hunch that he will be a useful pawn in the future. Without thinking, Berish gave the order to watch.

"As you wish. The killer bowed, quickly fading into the shadows.

However, just as he was about to leave through the secret passage at the back of the brothel, he suddenly saw a hand around the corner, holding a silver disc-shaped device.

Before he could figure out what was going on, he immediately felt a strange red light hit his eyes, and then the whole person began to be in a trance, unconsciously losing his vigilance.

Obviously, the disc was nothing else, but a seductive pocket watch that he had just acquired from Kane.

Since it is a constant spell, it has not been affected at all, and it can still be used normally.

"Tell me, what did Little Finger let you do?" Zhang Cheng asked meaningfully as he walked out slowly.

"Watch!, he asked me to spy on you!" replied the killer with a glazed look.

"Oh, it's just surveillance?" Zhang Cheng subconsciously frowned.

With what he knew about Berish, it would be strange if the other party hadn't done something after seeing the power of magic with his own eyes.

"Yes! He also asked me to put a few eyeliners around you, secretly collect all your preferences and habits, and think you are a useful pawn. ”

Under the control of the spiritual succubus, the killer undoubtedly regarded Zhang Cheng as the person closest to him, and chose to betray the original owner without the slightest hesitation.

After hearing this, Zhang Cheng immediately showed a mocking smile on his face, and said to himself: "I should praise you for your courage after seeing the power that I can't understand, or should I not measure yourself, dear Count Petyr Berlis, let us wait and see who is whose chess piece and who is the one who manipulates the chess pieces to play chess......

The words just fell!

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers, followed by a swift turn away from the narrow passage and back into the bustling street.

When the distance was out of his watch's control, the killer snapped back to his senses and began to look around with a wary gaze, but soon fell back into confusion.

You don't have to ask, but the poor creature doesn't remember what just happened, and in the end he can only continue to carry out the orders given by "Littlefinger" with puzzlement.

Zhang Cheng, who was hiding in the crowd, saw everything in his eyes, smiled and whispered, "The game has started now, isn't it?"

At the same time, Berish, who was sitting in the room, had just received a piece of information from the north.

After a brief flip through it, he pursed the corners of his mouth and sighed, "Caitlin, my dear, I really didn't expect that after so many years, you still haven't changed at all." But unfortunately, no matter what you do this time, you can't save Ed's fate. Because the chaos I have orchestrated is about to begin, and it will be my ladder to power. Dear, Game of Thrones has begun......"