83 There are no secrets
Staring at the Crown of the Stag banner planted in the city, Charles felt a toothache.
The banner alone was indistinguishable, as Stannis was basically the same as his brother Lanli, but no one could ignore it when it came to matching the attire of the soldiers on the walls.
Blue-green vortex flags, sun and moon flags, rose flags......
Although Charles was not familiar with the vassal family of Lan Li, he was familiar with the lords and vassals of Dragonstone in Stannis, and it was clear that the people who occupied the Red Keep were no longer those who once were
So, the wildfire outbreak is tonight?
Looking up at the sky, the green glow under the gray sky was particularly eye-catching. Another thought flashed through Charles' mind.
"Find those wildfires?"
"But, where to find it?"
He couldn't help but look down at the scepter, but no matter how much he experimented, the scepter could not become a guide to the way.
No response.
"So you are not a god, or rather, not the omnipotent kind."
Sighing secretly, Charles turned his head to look at King's Landing below the Red Keep, and for a moment he was a little worried.
He didn't seem to be worried about being burned to death by wildfires, but the people who lived in the city ......
Perhaps feeling Charles' retreat, the scepter in his hand suddenly shook again, accompanied by a sense of déjà vu.
"Find a way to save them."
"That's right, I have to find a way!"
"Help!"
"We can't let the tragedy happen!"
“……”
The inexplicable impulse made him desperate to do something, but Charles forced himself to do it.
Looking down at the scepter, he wanted to just throw this thing out, so as not to disturb his mind, but he was afraid that he would not be able to maintain the current situation after throwing it away, so he gritted his teeth and said, "If I have a way, will I do it here?" If you really have the ability to think, then figure it out for yourself. ”
So the scepter shook and ceased.
The Charr had almost determined that this thing was something akin to a "machine spirit", or spirituality.
It has a low IQ, has the ability to think simply, can understand words, but its mind is not mature, like a child of four or five years old, or more like a special creature that succumbs to instinct.
And what is its instinct?
Saving lives? Do good deeds? Spreading the faith? ……
The charr is a bit confusing, but it's sometimes annoying, especially when it affects your mind.
Staring at it for a moment, Charles suddenly said, "If you can understand me, then now we have three choices." ”
"First, find those wildfires and render them ineffective. Or kill someone who is about to light a wildfire. ”
"Second, let everyone in the city know about it, and then let them get out of the city as soon as possible."
"Third." As he spoke, Charles grabbed two pieces of paper filled with secret texts and gestured to him.
"Let this thing work, and it can work on a large scale."
When his voice fell, the Scepter did not respond, and Charles was slightly disappointed.
Just as he was about to rely on himself to find the hidden clues of the wildfire, the paper in his hand suddenly detached and floated to the crystal at the top of the scepter, and then Charles saw that the paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and all the words fell off the crystal ball.
At this point, the crystal that was originally quite clear now looked like it had been covered with a layer of black paste, and it looked like it had been coated with honey, which attracted a group of ants.
Colorful light then burst out of the crystal ball and began to spread throughout the scepter, and before long, the black words that had covered the crystal ball spun and fell off, and finally turned into a special "chain" that wrapped around the entire scepter.
The black chains were formed by a rainbow of light, and instead of clinging to the wooden staff, they flew around the scepter as if it were levitating.
A sense of imminence came over him, and Charles vaguely realized that this might be some kind of signal for this thing.
So he turned his head to look at where the Red Keep was, intending to experiment. But after a few glances, he stepped out of the place.
There is a difference between intimacy and intimacy in everything, so for now, let's make sure that the people you know are safe.
He hadn't seen the people in the Red Keep. Who cares if he dies.
Thinking so, by the time he came to the depths of the flea nest, the sky had completely fallen into darkness. After stepping into the courtyard and looking at the quiet bedroom, Charles no longer hesitated, and according to the instinct in his heart, he then clubbed the scepter to the ground!
There was no sound, but the colorful light that wrapped around the scepter began to fade, and at the same time, black "chains" tumbled from the intersection of the bottom of the scepter and the ground, and climbed in all directions, like a swarm of black snakes, crawling over the ground, over the window, over the wall, and over the roof......
It was not until the house was completely covered that this "behavior" was discontinued.
Charles then looked down at the scepter, the black "chains" were still entangled, but the seven-colored light that should have been vigorous looked a lot dimmer at this time, which made him realize.
"Is this a drain of some kind of power from it?"
With this in mind, Charles decided that this thing should be spared, and at the same time, another thought flashed away.
It can't save everyone.
Charles mourned silently, and then appeared in Flour Street, Harbor, Steel Street, and Sister Silent Street......
He didn't dare to let the scepter cover the entire area, that would only be wasted out of thin air, so he picked a very densely populated place to attack, and the others had no choice but to give up.
Patches of black "snakes" spread and spread, unnoticed by the sleeping people, and seemingly unnoticed by some of the awake people.
These secret texts should be carried by the so-called elemental crystals, otherwise they will not take effect, but under the effect of this special power, they have turned into one "chain" after another, Charles does not know whether these can be effective, but it seems that there is only one way.
It's just that the price is some of the unique powers it has accumulated during this time, or rather, the Charr has accumulated.
With more and more "blockades", the original bright light of the scepter in his hand became fainter and fainter, and when he left a shack area near the mud door, the light was already dim and almost extinguished.
"The last place."
The thought flashed through him, and he couldn't help but look in the direction of the Red Keep.
Coincidentally, a faint sound of prayer emerged from inside the Red Keep, and gradually expanded as Charles watched.
"Okay, it's you."
He made up his mind, and the golden flames burst into flames, and when they reappeared, there was already a noisy banquet hall around him.
Glancing at the girl in front of her, who was muttering in prayer, the crown of roses and deer on her head made Charles think.
Then he ignored it and walked around the banquet hall. The laughing aristocrats around them turned a blind eye to the Charr's presence.
Black-haired kings, brown-haired knights, and a large number of well-dressed nobles.
It seemed like a celebration feast.
Celebrate winning that iron chair?
Unfortunately, they had no idea what would happen to them next.
The eyebrows between the noblewoman and the young knight, the whispered whispers between the middle-aged nobles and the middle-aged nobles, the busy figures of the servants serving the dishes one after another, and the faint strange wheezing sound in the middle of nowhere.
Nothing can escape Charles's ears, and all the secrets are defenseless against him, which makes Charles suddenly feel that it is time to change places.
What's the use of saving them?
However, before Charles could really repent, an explosion sounded outside the hall.
Turning his head, at the end of the line of sight outside the door of the hall, a fortress pedestal, green flames flew and bloomed.