"Well, what do you see on that ancient scroll?" Tyrion asked, without looking up, as he drank the hot soup he had just served.

As a well-read man, he was well aware of the long history of the King's Landing Alchemists' Guild, and he was well aware that there had been many people who had spied on how wildfire was made, but for some reason, none of them had ever succeeded.

Many people, even if they have read the contents of the scrolls, do not understand how those mysterious spells work.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders disapprenosingly and replied: "It's nothing, it's just some tricks, and the real key to making wildfire is only in the last sentence." ”

"The last sentence?" Tyrion hurriedly put down his spoon and spread out the scroll to read it word for word.

I saw the last line read: The hottest flame needs to be watered with blood......

He subconsciously frowned, and muttered in a tone that was not very sure, "Dousing blood to water the flames?" Are you sure that this will not extinguish the flames?"

"Hahahaha! Think about when the Alchemist Guild was formed, and when they started making wildfire. In fact, the method of making wildfires originated with the Targaryens, who in turn came from the glorious city of Valyria. In other words, the method of making wildfires was actually invented by the Valyrians. Haven't you heard that the magical powers of the Valyrians are blood and fire? Zhang Cheng explained with a laugh.

Perhaps he had thought that wildfire was a very mysterious magical substance before he encountered the dragon sealed beneath the island, but now he knew that the so-called wildfire was not much different from the method of making "dragon flames" himself.

The only difference is that "Dragon Flame" is a pure elemental energy, condensed with the help of a mysterious substance in the dragon's blood, but Wildfire uses the corpses of tragically dead humans as raw materials, and obtains terrifying power through the most brutal sacrifices in blood magic.

Because the corpse has been subjected to countless abuses and tortures before death, it contains a lot of negative emotions such as pain and resentment, which is very, very unstable, and the slightest carelessness can lead to catastrophic consequences.

This is why, during the time when the Targaryens owned dragons, wildfires were rarely in sight, but when the dragons became extinct, they quickly became the secret weapon of the Targaryen dynasty, and were frequently mentioned as a deterrent.

"I see...... "The little devil nodded thoughtfully, then pointed to the steaming soup bowl on the table, "Try the craft of my newly hired chef, his seafood soup is one of the few things that makes me happy besides wine." ”

Zhang Cheng glanced down at the bowl of black and non-slippery autumn in front of him, and he didn't know what kind of "dark cuisine" was put in, and the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

To be honest, he is a little afraid to compliment the so-called "food" of Westeros, not to mention things like "pigeon pie" that make people a little creepy when they hear it, even the most ordinary broth, roasted whole pig, will add some strange ingredients to it, such as deer antler powder, honey, etc., to ensure that you will never want to eat the second bite after eating the first bite.

Most of the time when he attends banquets, he mainly eats fresh fruits, and he will never touch cooked food.

Tyrion obviously didn't know what Zhang Cheng was thinking at the moment, and urged repeatedly, "Drink it while it's hot!" ”

"Okay, then I'll try. Zhang Cheng picked up the spoon and took a small sip.

After much hesitation, he finally decided to take a sip before speaking, and he couldn't drink the dead anyway.

There are no weird flavors, no messy condiments, just the umami of unknown mussels and shrimp, and the black part is soft seaweed.

After a while, Zhang Cheng drank the soup in the bowl cleanly, then stood up and said to the little devil: "It tastes good, if you don't have anything else, I'll leave first." It was still early in the day, and I had to go see Joffrey, who kept writing to me. ”

"Joffrey?" Tyrion froze for a moment, then grumbled with a look of disgust, "Damn, you shouldn't have taught him those dangerous powers!, you know? Soon after you left, he burned six poor servants alive with the magic ring you gave him, putting everyone in the Red Keep at risk for fear that he would be the next victim. ”

"Oh, has he been able to control the ring skillfully and release a scorching flame?" Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a light of surprise.

You must know that the ring he created for Joffrey is actually an extremely unstable test subject, and if the user does not have enough talent and control, all kinds of accidents will soon occur, and may even lead to the user's tragic death.

But Joffrey is good, not only did he not have an accident, but he also controlled it well, which shows that he has a very good talent and physique.

Of all the people he had met so far, Zhang Cheng had only seen this talent in Daenerys, the last direct member of the Targaryen family.

At first, he could only release a fingernail-sized flame through the ring, but for some reason, the flames he released grew larger and hotter, and now he can roast a horse to a charred corpse in half a minute. Even my father is troubled by this, and is about to consult with you. Also, the news that you have a dragon also came back to King's Landing two days ago, so you'd better be prepared. ”

Tyrion didn't intend to hide anything, and generously told everything he knew.

Perhaps resentful of Tywin's extremely unfair attitude, or perhaps he intended to use Zhang Cheng's power to regain his rights, he did not choose to side with the Lannisters this time.

"Got it. Thank you, dear friend, I owe you once. If you have any trouble in the future, you can always come to me and I will help you get it out. After saying this, Zhang Cheng owed a little and left the little devil's residence quickly.

He didn't notice that as soon as his front foot left, Sansa had tied a strip of bright red cloth to the pillar of the balcony on the second floor.

When the two cloaked figures hiding in the shadows saw it, they immediately followed far behind, neither too close nor too far away.

After about ten minutes of following, when Zhang Cheng got into a sparsely populated alley, the two immediately separated, one after the other, completely blocking the narrow alley.

Zhang Cheng stopped vigilantly, turned around and asked expressionlessly: "Who ordered you to come? If you tell me who is behind the scenes, I can consider letting you die happily......