"Count Petyr Berish?!" Blanco grew in surprise.

He had made a lot of speculations before, but he didn't take "Littlefinger" into account, and he couldn't believe that two people with almost no conflict of interest, one of them would want to kill the other, and after the mistake, he chose to frame the blame.

Compared to the old mercenary's reaction, Zhang Cheng's performance was undoubtedly much calmer, and he just curled the corners of his mouth and said to himself: "So this is how you treat your friends? A tentative assassination, and then blaming Cersei Lannister, artificially creating a rift between me and the Lannister family through this means......?

"Sir, are you sure what she's saying now is true?" Blanco stepped closer, staring at the girl's dilated pupils.

"Of course, unless you have a will as strong as steel, completely unshaken by foreign objects, no one can resist the power of enchanting spells. With that, Zhang Cheng put away his pocket watch, raised his right hand and snapped his fingers.

Syllable!

After a crisp sound, Yana shuddered suddenly, her pupils began to focus rapidly, and she regained consciousness in just half a minute or so, and asked inexplicably: "Just ...... Did you just happen?"

Zhang Cheng replied with a cruel smile: "Ah, that's right, you just said that the mastermind behind it is not Cersei Lannister, but Petyr Berish. I'm sorry, girl, since you didn't take advantage of the last chance, I decided to give you a small punishment. ”

"What...... What?!This can't be! I ...... How could I ......"

Upon learning that the scheme had been exposed, Yana became terrified and tried several times to snatch the bottle of the sparkling potion, but in the end she didn't dare to take action.

Seeing the girl's face full of despair, Zhang Cheng suddenly turned his head and asked the old mercenary: "Blanco, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to have mentioned last time that those mercenaries hiding in the cave are very boring and lonely, and need a little spice, right?"

"Yes, Sir, they are now hungry and thirsty like a pack of beasts. Blanco was visibly aware of something, and an evil and lascivious expression appeared on his face.

"Well, in order to give these beasts an outlet to vent, you can bring this girl over. Remember to tell them to use it as gently as possible, if they accidentally break the game or die of playing, then they can only use their hands to solve their physiological problems......"

The words just fell!

Zhang Cheng grabbed the girl's slender neck with lightning speed and poured the healing potion into the other party's throat.

In the blink of an eye, her pale face regained a hint of blood, and her coughing and vomiting stopped.

There was no doubt that even the burns on the abdomen began to subside and scarred as soon as the magic potion repaired the broken internal organs.

However, Maya was not happy at all, and while struggling desperately, she begged bitterly, "No, no, no, my lord, please don't do this, please give me another chance!"

"I'm sorry, I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it. Now, you need to repay me in another way for saving your life. Don't worry, it's just a few hundred hungry mercenaries, and if you hold on, you might survive. After speaking, Zhang Cheng broke the girl's wrist mercilessly.

Click!

With a crisp cracking sound, Maya immediately let out a scream of pain.

But before she could scream a few times, Blanco, who was waiting next to her, immediately rushed over, gagged her mouth with a piece of cloth, and then took out a rope from somewhere, and tied up the girl who had lost the ability to resist by dividing it by two.

When the dust settled, the old mercenary began to wander between the girl's smooth thighs and full breasts, and at the same time greedily probed, "Sir, if you don't mind, can I taste her before handing her over to those mercenaries?"

"Whatever, you can make your own decisions about small things like this. Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly.

He knew very well that for people who had been mercenaries all year round, there were usually only two purposes for life, one was to drink wine and enjoy food, and the other was to sleep with all kinds of women.

"Hehe, you are the most generous and caring master I have ever met. It's the greatest luck of my life to be able to work for you. Blanco touched his chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

"Well, it's just a slightly prettier ordinary girl, and I promise that if you follow me faithfully, you'll even have the chance to taste those noble ladies and ladies in the future. Now, do something for me. Zhang Cheng's eyes flashed with a chilling light.

"Please!" the old mercenary realized that his master seemed to be a little angry, and immediately bent down respectfully as a sign of humility.

"Hire one of the best Assassins! Kill Lysa Tully for me! Remember, be sure to do it before Stannis arrives in King's Landing. Yes, this is a bottle of dragon fire, which can help the Assassins better complete their mission. Zhang Cheng gave the order with an expressionless face.

Clearly, all he wanted to do was retaliate, or rather, the most crucial part of Littlefinger's near-perfect plan.

Without Lysa Tully, Petyr Berish would not have been able to gain the dominion of the valley through marriage, let alone realize his grand plan to unify the north, and eventually ascend to the throne as the king of the Seven Kingdoms.

Zhang Cheng was eager to see how the master of the conspiracy would react when the news of Lyza Tully's murder broke.

Is it thunderous?

Or do you want to start another backup scenario?

Blanco carefully took the bright red bottle and stuffed it into his arms, and replied with a serious face: "Please rest assured, I will take care of this matter." But I don't quite understand what the killing of Lysa Tully has to do with revenge on Count Petyr Berish?"

"Hmph, believe me, if you kill Lysa Tully, Petyr Berishi will soon appear, and you will understand how important this woman is to him. With that, Zhang Cheng ignored no one, stood up and walked straight to his room.

As the amount of well water became dwindling, he urgently needed to find a replacement, otherwise when the last bottle ran out, he would have to wield the magic sword, the Soul Emissary, and completely rely on the Dark Guardian class template to face it.

Perhaps it wasn't too dangerous to do so when the magic was completely gone.

But now is the time of magic revival, with all sorts of incredible spells and dragons taking place throughout the Season of A Song of Ice and Fire.

Not to mention the terrible strange ghosts north of the Great Wall, who must prepare for the worst without giving an exact date of departure...... Mobile phone users should browse and read for a better reading experience.

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