The return of the dragon is like a meteorite falling into the water of a lake, setting off a huge wave in King's Landing, and it continues to ferment over time.

However, for Zhang Cheng, this show-like performance has ended, and he has conveyed the message he wants to convey through Kulo Kerba, and the next thing to do is to be patient.

Of course, while waiting, he also planned to do a few small tests on the meteorite composed of red crystals to find out what the properties of the energy contained inside were.

As for Kulo Kirba, who had just made a long journey, he landed directly in the courtyard and closed his eyes and fell asleep, completely unconcerned about the frightened servants and the frightened horses that kept neighing.

Meanwhile, near the garden outside the Red Keep, Olenna Redwin, the Queen of Thorns, was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, staring blankly at the man wrapped in a black cloak across from her.

It took a full minute before she lowered her voice and said, "You know, I don't like you at all, and I don't like to work with you. Sadly, I don't seem to have any other choice right now. ”

"Hehe, you don't need to like me, you just need to know that working with me will bring great benefits to the Tyrells. The man in the black cloak replied with a smile.

"Hmph, do you think I'd be taking such a big risk if I hadn't had enough of a stake? Remember, if I hear even the slightest rumor afterwards, you'll have to wait to bear the wrath of the Tyrells. I promise, no matter where you flee, the killer will come. Olenna Redwyn narrowed her eyes and threatened.

"Don't worry, ma'am, I'm also part of the conspirators in a way, what's in it for me to debunk it?Besides, do you think the Lannisters will be as invincible as they are now?no, they will quickly expose all kinds of problems, and then slowly decline, and the Tyrells will take over the power and become the veritable first family of the Seven Kingdoms. As he spoke, the man took off the hood from his head, touched his chest with one hand, and bowed deeply.

Obviously, he was none other than Petyr "Littlefinger" Berish.

For this unrealistic compliment and flattery, Olenna Redwin pursed her lips disdainfully, stood up without saying a word, and slowly disappeared into the gloomy castle passage with the support of her personal maid.

Looking at the other party's thin and old back, Berish's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he muttered in a voice that could only be heard by himself: "Laugh at me and despise me as much as you want, it won't be long before I will make your so-called ancient families of noble blood disappear one after another." At that time, you will understand who is the final winner of this game......"

Just when he was immersed in the huge conspiracy planned by his own hands, a hideous and terrifying monster pattern suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, followed by every vein on his arm showing a terrifying black, like countless tumbling worms.

Realizing what was happening, Little Finger subconsciously bit his lip, and the whole person curled up in a ball, forcing himself not to scream or wail.

After about three to five minutes, the bulging blood vessels began to slowly calm down, and the black blood retracted into the pattern on the back of the hand, and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared.

Feeling the sharp pain remaining in the nerve endings, he quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and roared, "Damn! I have to find a way to get rid of this thing quickly! I am the future master of the Iron Throne! No one can control me! No one!"

After a brief vent, he quickly stood up, and while no one around him noticed him, he quickly left the castle and ran in the direction of the docks.

He knew that before he could find a way to remove the blood magic, he would have to meet all the demands of the other party like a true servant, especially to find Varys' traces, otherwise it would be his own death in three days.

Busy time always flies by very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, the sun slides overhead below the ground level, revealing only half of its face and casting its golden afterglow into the sea.

However, Zhang Cheng, who was hiding in the room and fiddling with the meteorite, did not realize that the deadline he had set had arrived, and he still kept casting spells, trying to test the properties of the energy crystals in the meteorite.

According to the magic system established by the magic kingdom Dalaran, no matter what form of energy, there will inevitably be a certain critical point, as long as this critical point is reached, the energy will instantly trigger a strong resonance, and in the process of resonance, its own attributes will be exposed.

But the strange thing is that he tried almost eighty percent of the spells from low to high, but the energy crystals in the meteorite were just unmoved.

Zhang Cheng can extract energy from it at any time to replenish himself, and he can also convert the energy stored in his body into magic to cast it, but he can't directly use the energy itself to cause the resonance of meteorites.

There seems to be something that prevents the energy from coming into direct contact with the energy, so it must go through some medium, such as the human body, in order to cause a wonderful response.

"Interesting, I must have overlooked something......" he muttered thoughtfully, gently stroking the smooth surface of the meteorite.

Hours had been wasted, but he didn't show any irritability or impatience.

Because from the moment he became a mage, he understood a truth, that is, no matter what kind of problems and setbacks he encountered, he must be patient, through observation and trial and error, and find the answers he wants from failure after failure, otherwise terrible disasters will befall.

Just as he was about to try again, there was a knock on the closed door.

Bang! Bang!

"My lord, there is a stranger who will not be named to see you immediately, and he is waiting in the front hall right now. The maid Dinah's voice came through the crack in the door.

"Oh, stranger?" Zhang Cheng hurriedly dragged a blanket over the meteorite, and then took the initiative to open the door.

"Yes, he was wearing a gray cloak, and he couldn't see his face at all. In addition, he also gave me this, saying that you will understand it when you see it. Dinah quickly pulled out a silver badge from her pocket.

Zhang Cheng took it and glanced at it, and immediately found the majestic lion pattern under the badge, and a playful smile appeared on his face: "Aha, I think I know who he is." Go, prepare a bottle of fine Dorne wine, and tell all the servants to leave the antechamber, and no one need to come near until I command them. ”

"Just a bottle of wine, don't you need the kitchen to prepare a good dinner?" asked the girl, pretentiously smart.

"No, a bottle of wine is enough. After that, Zhang Cheng ignored Dina anymore, locked the door with his backhand, and followed the stones to the front hall in a hurry.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a tall man standing in the middle of the drawing-room, one hand holding the hilt of a sword hanging from his waist, the other clenched into a fist, and although the hood covered the area above the nose, the thick beard on his chin was enough to identify him.