"Dragon...... You...... Are you a descendant of House Targaryen?" asked the fat man, his voice trembling.

After all, in Westeros, most people's impression of dragons is the Targaryen family, and only this family has the ability to tame and control dragons.

Zhang Cheng, who was in a good mood, smiled and pointed to his nose: "Look carefully at the color of my hair and eyes, which one looks like a descendant of the Targaryen family? No, I have nothing to do with this family." ”

"But you have a dragon, and you can make it obey orders! No one can do that but the Targaryens!" the fat man emphasized.

Although seeing three people being burned alive before made him feel a strong fear of the young man standing in front of him, as the dragon egg hatched, a strong curiosity surged in his heart.

You must know that since the death of the last dragon, there has been no dragon in Westeros for so long that people have begun to think of dragons as a mysterious species that only exists in legends.

"Oh, nobody? I'm afraid you don't know yet, the famous Targaryens are actually just survivors who have fled from Valyria. The art of taming dragons is no secret in Valyria, but with the apocalypse and the destruction of this miraculous city, the world only knows the House of Targaryen, but not Valyria. Zhang Cheng said as he raised his head and looked up at the sky.

As the crimson comet got closer, he could clearly perceive that the concentration of mystical energy was beginning to increase rapidly, and at the current rate, at the most a few months, it would be enough to change the entire world.

He was very curious about what that red comet was, carrying such a huge amount of mysterious energy that just a little leakage could affect a planet's ecological environment, humanity, history, and even the form of civilization derived from it.

If you steal more pure mystical energy directly from the comet, can you combine it with arcane energy to make yourself stronger?

With all kinds of speculations, Zhang Cheng carefully hid the sleeping young dragon under the cloak, turned around and walked towards the city gate.

He didn't need to ask to know that he wanted to leave this unknown beach, leave the charred corpses remaining in the fire, and return to his residence under the cover of night before the patrolling guards noticed the anomaly.

But before he could take a few steps, the fat man who was trapped on the rock suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Wait, my lord, what should I do? You can't leave me like this! The high tide will drown me alive!"

"Oh! I almost forgot if you didn't remind me!" Zhang Cheng turned around and violently pulled out the magic sword, the Soul Arrester, and the sword fell in his hand, cutting off the fat man's round head.

The moment blood gushed out from his neck, the magic sword suddenly emitted a puff of black smoke, dragging out a cloud of silver translucent substance, and then slowly inhaling it into the sword body.

Immediately after, a face full of pain appeared on the hilt of the sword.

Obviously, the soul of the fat man imprisoned by the magic sword is still torturing him, and it will take about a few days to transform an ordinary soul into an evil necromancy......

Looking at the fat man's dead eyes, Zhang Cheng wiped the blood on the sword slightly, shrugged his shoulders and said to himself, "I'm sorry, I lied just now." To be on the safe side, none of you will try to survive. ”

With that, he put on his hood and quietly avoided the patrolling guards, and returned to his lodgings before dawn to sleep.

......

I don't know how long I slept this night, anyway, when Zhang Cheng opened his eyes, Blanco was already standing outside the door, bringing the latest news of the brutal political struggle in King's Landing.

As the plot develops, Eddard Stark, who values honor, loyalty, and courage, is ultimately defeated by the ruthless Cersei Lannister.

Of course, it can also be said that he lost to Petyr Berish, who was hiding behind his back, secretly plotting everything, and Varys, who knew what was going to happen, but was unwilling to explain.

From an outsider's point of view, he felt that it was none other than Robert, the "cuckold king" who had just taken his last breath, who was responsible for Eddard Stark's tragic end.

Because someone like Eddard Stark shouldn't have left Winterfell in the first place.

The moment he arrived in King's Landing in Winterfell, it was like a heavily armed knight stripped of his armor and nukes, standing naked in front of his enemies, and his fate was self-evident.

"Sir, do you think we need to do something next?" reminded the old mercenary who had been standing for a long time.

"No, we don't need to do anything, just be patient. Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head.

Through a few encounters with people like Baelishy and Cersei, he has come to understand more and more the purpose of the parchment bringing him into this world, which is to learn how to deal with conspirators, how to see through the true intentions of the other party hidden under all kinds of rhetoric, and learn to use lies and deception to gain his own benefit.

Maybe it's a relationship that he doesn't care about, but he's been letting a lot of people use him before, like the witch Catherine, and then Kane.

But now, Zhang Cheng will no longer let these guys take advantage of him, and anyone who wants to get benefits from him must pay the corresponding price.

"Wait?" Blanco frowned in confusion.

"Yes, I'm waiting for an answer, or I could say I'm waiting for someone. The current King's Landing, whether it is the queen or the spoiled little king, is not an ideal partner to work with. With that, Zhang Cheng picked a grape and put it in his mouth.

Blanco seemed to think of something, and hurriedly bent down and asked, "Forgive me for taking the plunge, the person you are waiting for must be Duke Tywin, right?"

Zhang Cheng spat out the grape skin in his mouth and replied in a slightly playful tone, "Tywin? No, he can't take a break from King's Landing for the time being." I'm waiting for someone else, Tyrion Lannister. ”

"Little devil?" Blanco was taken aback.

"Don't be too rude, trust me, Tyrion is the most politically minded person in the Lannisters besides Tywin, and his only drawback is that he isn't ruthless enough. But for us, it's a plus. ”

If the person with the highest political ability in the entire Song of Ice and Fire is selected, Zhang Cheng will definitely not hesitate to vote for the little devil in his hand.

This natural dwarf, not only has a keen sense of politics, can always find the key points from the chaotic situation, but also understands a little economics, which is as incredible as the sudden appearance of a sweet spring in the desert in the minds of most lords.

Unfortunately, due to the feudal system, Tyrion's talents could not be maximized at all.

In Zhang Cheng's eyes, only the little devil and Tywin himself are his most ideal partners.

As for the remaining two, forget it......