The noise of the king's hall was faint as the iron doors closed, and two soldiers in leather armor carried a corpse with a severed throat on the ground, and were also sent down by Ed.

At this time, in this side hall, except for Charles and Ed, only the rich merchant was still standing here, and he kept scanning the open space around him at this time, and his expression seemed to be a little nervous.

"Are you scared?" Tuning the sleeves of his robe, Charles asked faintly.

"No, my lord, I'm just excited, well, excited." The rich businessman said tremblingly, and then seemed to find that he was really a little abnormal, so he took a deep breath and calmed down.

Charles shook his head, then ignored the rich businessman with some kind of little secret, and instead looked at the neatly cleaned corpse of the young man at his feet—delicate and pale, with a relatively thin body, and it seemed to be "about the same age" as Charles.

Except for the bloody wound in his throat, Leng Buding looked at it and thought he was asleep.

After a few glances, he pulled the pendant out of his pocket, then crouched down and placed it horizontally in front of his eyes, his lips opening and closing.

A low, murmuring incantation resounded from the side hall, eerie and trivial, echoing in the open environment.

A ghostly voice appeared, and the rich businessman, who had regained his composure, immediately shuddered, staring at the figure squatting beside his son, he couldn't help but take a few steps back, his face turned pale, and his legs trembled a little.

However, his nervousness did not last long, because the spell lasted for a short time, and only a few breaths dissipated quietly like the wind.

This process seemed to the rich merchant to be a bit fast, so that after the spell ended, his face was still stunned, and he did not slow down, but the words he heard in his ears made him subconsciously arouse a spirit, and he woke up instantly.

"Who killed you?" The young man who lifted his cloak and hat crouched down in front of the corpse and asked

"I don't know him." A dull, emotionless voice answered him.

Sounds familiar......

"What about looks? Remember? ”

"He has blonde hair and is not tall......

If there was no other person's conversation, the rich merchant couldn't help but get a little closer, and then took a closer look, and found that the voice actually came out of his son's mouth!

This situation made him frightened, and he became very excited, and the tears in his eyes seemed to overflow again, and the fat merchant hurriedly rushed forward, "Tige! Teague? Is that you? Do you hear me? Daddy is beside you, can you hear me? Can you ......."

The anxious voice coupled with the unfeigned expression of joy made him look no different from a normal father, which made Charles a little puzzled, could this really be his son? And not a random corpse?

"Who killed you? Who is so ruthless? Tell Daddy that Daddy is going to cut off his head for you! As Charles got up to watch, the pot-bellied rich merchant asked with hatred.

"He's got blonde hair." The corpse is rigid and repetitive.

"What about the others?"

"He's a little short."

"What about the others?"

"Others, others, others, nothing else, Dad, I'm so cold......"

"I'm so cold, Dad, why is it so cold? Am I not wearing clothes? ”

"No clothes?"

"Not worn?"

The corpse muttered the words repeatedly, and in conjunction with its dull pupils that had been ripped open and spread, the rich merchant's face suddenly became sluggish with joy, and his smile slowly retracted, and he hurriedly looked at Charles who was standing aside.

"Lord Wizard, Lord Wizard, please save him, save him, I am such a son, please!"

"I'm sorry."

Charles looked at the stiff "peer" lying on the ground with pity, shook his head and said, "There are still a few minutes, if you have anything to say, say it as soon as possible." ”

As he spoke, he glanced at Eddard and walked not far away.

"If he's going to have something to say, he'll need your help." Seeing Ed coming up, Charles said duly.

Ed nodded, and after glancing at the wealthy businessman who was "hugging and crying" with his son, he sighed, "Talk to the dead...... This means that all the secrets of the world cannot escape your ears. If I had met you, I wouldn't have been where I am now. ”

"What does it look like? Aren't you doing well right now? ”

"Okay? Jory, Vail, Haywal, all of them were killed by the Lannisters, if it weren't for me......" he shook his head, seeming very guilty about the matter.

Seeing his gloomy face, Charles patted him on the arm comfortingly, and then changed the subject: "You will send me some people in a while, I want to go out?" ”

"Out of the house? It's not a good idea to go out of town right now, especially if you're likely to be targeted right now. ”

"It's the right time to go out, if it's really what we think, the person behind me will definitely think I'm busy with this and be caught off guard, who would have thought that I would suddenly leave this place?"

"The Red Keep is not a tight place, and if the enemy is well-informed, I don't think your trick will work." Ed suggested, "I think you should wait until I figure this out." ”

"How long will it take you to figure it out?"

"This ...... I try to be as early as possible. ”

Hearing this, Charles shook his head, "Forget it, don't even dare to go out of the door?" I'm not scared of a few rats. ”

Ed opened his mouth, and was about to say something more, when the rich merchant suddenly lost his voice, and he turned his head to look, and found that the man was standing up with his sleeve wiped the corner of his eye, and the corpse on the ground with his eyelids lifted was already tightly closed.

"Did the murderer ask about it?" He asked.

"This ......," the rich businessman's face was a little embarrassed when he heard this, "No, I can only talk about the rest, sorry, Prime Minister." ”

"Alright," Ed said solemnly, glancing at the dead body behind him, "I'll send someone to investigate this matter, but don't get your hopes up too much." ”

"Of course, of course." The rich merchant nodded hurriedly, and he didn't have the stubborn appearance he had when he first arrived. Then he gritted his teeth and turned to look at Charles, "Lord Wizard, please forgive me for some rude thoughts just now, in fact, I was completely instigated to come here this time!" ”

"Who?" Charles was not surprised.

"Canso," said the rich merchant, "this name may be unfamiliar to the two adults, but you must know who his master is. ”

"Who?" This time it was Ed who asked.

"Petyr. Berry. ”

"Littlefinger?" Ed's face was stunned when he heard this: "He has already escaped, how can he still make trouble in King's Landing?" Besides, why? ”

"I don't know." The wealthy merchant shook his head, "But Canso is indeed Littlefinger's subordinate, and he said that if I came to the wizard with my son, his lord would transfer the shops on the north side of Steel Street to me." ”

"You're quite interesting?"

"You are a stranger, and a fool will be your enemy." The rich merchant said disdainfully: "They are destined to end no good, I am sure of this matter." ”

As he spoke, he glanced cautiously at Charles again, and bowed his head respectfully, "Lord Wizard, thank you for your help to me and my son today, and I am always at your disposal if needed." ”

"Thank you, I will be there if necessary." Charles nodded at him, and after watching him walk away quickly, he turned to look at Ed again, "It seems that your rival has played you again." ”