An eerie murmur sounded in a room below deck, faintly down the closed but thin wooden door to the outside of the room, and the sailors who passed by quickened their pace, their faces tense.

In the room, the candles burned quietly, and the dim light reflected the slender shadows on the wall, and the pulling elders kept shaking with the flickering candlelight.

Coupled with the whispering of necromancers, the house seemed to have become a haunted house.

Many of the ship's sailors called it "the dark wizard's hair"

Many sailors were terrified of this young and mysterious man, and although he behaved as kind as the boy next door during the day, the fear of him grew.

Every night, there would be an eerie sound in the room where he was, and although it was small, no one could ignore it. Charr's neighbor used to be a tall and strong man from Dragonstone, but now he has quietly turned into a deaf and blind old man.

The dark wizard's methods were awe-inspiring, however, if they saw what the horror wizard was doing, the fear in their hearts would be greatly reduced.

He was muttering to the fish.

Despite the gloomy and terrible language, the object of his gaze was indeed a fish, a white cod that could be found everywhere in the narrow sea under the boat!

The black skull pendant in his hand shimmered in the light of the candles, and the gray silk threads gathered from time to time, constantly making gestures at the fish on the wooden table.

You tried to use Bone Resuscitation, but the spell failed.

……

You tried to use Bone Resuscitation, but the spell failed.

……

You tried to use Bone Resuscitation, but the spell failed.

……

One prompt after another emerged.

Every time the spell sounds, the gray thread burrows into it, and the long-dead fish flutters a few times, but that's about it.

When it is finished, its snow-white body will turn dead blue and cannot be used again.

So much so that there was already a bucket of such dead fish at Charles' feet.

There were no human corpses for him to practice, and fish, or any other animal, was actually okay.

This was the result of his curiosity once again, as all he needed now was familiarity with the spell, not a successful spell.

Unfortunately, with the exception of Bone Resurrection and a spell called Touch of Fatigue, other spells can't be practiced in this way.

However, because he can't speak the "language of fish", he can't summon anything even if he succeeds in casting spells, but his proficiency continues to increase, which can be seen from his "attribute panel".

【Bone Recovery 41/100%】

[Touch of Fatigue 13/100%]

Of course, in addition to these two spells, he naturally also practiced purification, I don't know if it is less restrained, this spell is particularly simple, he now has a one-third chance of success in ten spells, I think it won't be long before he can be fully familiarized, and then he can go to the world in front of the door to test again.

Charles wasn't sure if he would be able to release him, but he felt that there was at least a half chance of it. Or half hope.

Therefore, his main practice in the past two days is not necromancy, but purification.

However, the "troubles" caused by this are also quite annoying.

Now, for example, the closed door opens silently, and a woman in a red robe walks slowly.

The sound of her footsteps was slight but noticeable, and she didn't have to think about it to know who it was, because she would come here to say hello at basically this point in the past two days—just to say hello, as if to show her presence.

As the footsteps approached, Charles gestured at the fish and asked without looking back, "I said that if you don't follow your Majesty Stannis, what is the matter with me?" I'm not the one who is reincarnated. ”

"Yasor. While Ahai's reincarnation is important, the messenger of the Lord of Light is equally important. ”

She responded, she had said it many times in the past two days.

Just because Charles accidentally used the successful purification.

"Have you ever seen a lightbringer who can do necromancy?" Charles rolled his eyes and casually pointed to the dead fish in another barrel.

The red-robed woman said with an unchanged face: "The shadow is a servant of light, and before I became a sacrifice, I was a shadow binder, and I often dealt with the darkness. ”

"You have it, everyone knows that where there is light, there is no darkness."

"Light creates darkness."

Charles was speechless, and simply responded to her silently with a wordless appearance.

Because of her ability to cast magic without loss, especially purification magic, the red-robed woman felt that Charles was an emissary "sent down to earth" by the Lord of Light - which also gave her an explanation for not being able to see where Charles came from.

She felt that the Lord of Light had to send him down to earth for something important, and that she had to be well received by a host, so when Charles and his party left Dragonstone, she simply ran with them.

This is complete, and Charles thinks that this guy may have something to do with him getting Ed out.

"I had convinced His Majesty to believe in the Lord of Light and used magic to clear the way, but Eddard . . . After Stark made it clear that he was obedient, he said nothing about it. ”

There was a hint of helplessness in Melisandre's calm tone: "What's more, the matter of the Lord of Light is important, and everything else is just a trivial matter. ”

Every time she came here, she came and went with these few words, no matter what Charles said, so that Charles was impatient with her.

"Whatever you want, I'm not one of those lightbringers anyway, and I don't have anything to do quickly."

"Oh? So where are you from? ”

"I ......"

"Why do you keep following Stark?"

"What's the matter with you?" Charles replied angrily. He can't say it's because he harvests souls, right? In that case, even the Starks, who have already accepted his status as a dark wizard, will probably not be able to stand it.

It's impossible to say this kind of thing explicitly.

"Coldwater City is still half a month away, and in the meantime, maybe you should think about it," Melisandre said to herself, ignoring Charles' unrequited look, "Maybe you don't want to mention your purpose to anyone, but I think you must have forgotten your identity as an emissary and your memory." ”

"Only a lightbringer can cast light magic in the middle of the night. Only a Lightbringer can perform magic in this world at no cost, and no one else. ”

After taking a deep look at Charles' back, Melisandre turned to leave.

"Should you say you're sitting in a well and watching the sky, or are you self-righteous?" There was a sound of the door closing behind him, and Charles was still pouting at the fish on the table.

"Besides, I haven't mentioned this stubble yet, and the identity of amnesia has been arranged for me like this? You have more heart than I do......"

Shaking his head, he simply didn't think about it.

It's annoying to have an impure "oil bottle" behind it, but that doesn't mean it's all bad.

At the very least, on the day she left Dragonstone, when the red-robed woman suddenly announced that she wanted to follow the Charr, the faces of the nobles on the island who were caught off guard were really funny, especially the big-eared ugly monster, a resentful woman's face was shocked, frightened, dazed and desperate, and all kinds of expressions were mixed together, distorted and exaggerated......

Relatively speaking, although Melisandre is a mysterious woman, she has not seen any powerful means, or rather, there is no one in this world who can cast spells like Charles.

As far as he knew, no.

So as long as he is careful, he can live very comfortably here.

Of course, a free and easy life is not his main pursuit, the world in front of the door is always there, and the most important thing for him is to improve his strength.

And when a necromancer increases his strength, death is always inevitable.

That's what he was going to do. Unfortunately, this is a real world, so from one place to another, there is no way to reach it instantly, you can only walk slowly, which is a waste of time.

Originally, the route they traveled was to Seagull Town, which is under the jurisdiction of the Eastern Runestone City, and the route actually did not take half a month, but when they were on Dragonstone Island, Ed learned that the little sister-in-law in the East was not very reliable, so he decisively changed the route of travel, preparing to stay away from the core of the East, and docked from a small city on the edge of the East, and then went to "defect" to the eldest son Robb, who was imprisoned by the Queen Mother because his father was imprisoned by the Queen Mother. Stark, it had to come full circle.

Of course, under normal circumstances, there are still closer routes to Luanhe City, but there has been a lot of fighting there recently, and it is not very safe to rush there - with his two daughters, Ed does not want to risk it.

Charles didn't want to, he had the ability to cast spells, but this spellcasting ability couldn't stop even a single ordinary arrow when it was dangerous.

Or stab him casually, and he could bleed to death.

So the most important thing at the moment is obscene development.