"You've made a big fuss."

Duke Stark, who hurriedly led people out of the Red Keep Drawbridge, had not gone far when he met the returning Charles and his party, which couldn't help but make him breathe a sigh of relief, then looked behind them, frowned and asked, "What's the matter?" ”

"It's a little bit of a discovery, but it's ...... Not very important. Charles said, turning his head to look at Knight Plummer.

"Where's the guy who pleaded guilty before?"

"Killed," replied Plummer, "but before I died, I remember him talking about a man named Canso, probably at his behest." ”

This person again?

The two couldn't help but glance at each other.

"It's still your old enemy, he's very well-informed."

Charles's words obviously meant something, and Ed said a little helplessly, "Littlefinger has been in King's Landing for many years, so it's not surprising that he has this ability, but you're right. ”

"Maybe it's time for me to clean up the Red Keep."

As he spoke, out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the scepter that suddenly appeared in Charles's hand, and couldn't help but secretly have some doubts, but Ed didn't say anything, nodded at him, and led the people to leave first.

At this time, the war is about to break out, and in the oppressive atmosphere, there are a lot of bad things in the city, and he is responsible for maintaining the trial all day long, and he is busy with his basic feet not touching the ground, and it is already a very face-saving thing to be able to run out in person when Charles encounters a crisis, but there is no time to delay it any longer.

Charles also didn't spend much time on the outskirts of the Red Keep, returning to his bedroom in the Prime Minister's Tower.

On the way back before, he didn't encounter any special circumstances, maybe the enemy really didn't know what he was doing at this time, or maybe he didn't know how to deal with it for a while.

It's more likely that they haven't reacted yet.

In short, although the enemy in the shadows caused some trouble for the Charles, it was also exposed to them because of this.

The killer hidden in the shadows is the most terrifying, relatively speaking, the exposed ones will be eliminated sooner or later.

Charles believed this, and Stark, who was alert, would definitely be paying attention to it during this time.

After all this trouble, he seems to be safer than before.

But he didn't careless, this enemy is dark and I am clear, who knows what other backhands the enemy will have?

So he decided not to go out for the time being, and waited until things were clear.

Although he has this accidental "church artifact" in his hand, it is impossible for him to carry this thing at any time, and from what he knows so far, this thing can probably only fool ordinary people, and it is estimated that it has no effect when encountering professional assassins or something.

Besides, there was nothing to attract Charles, so why did he go out of town with nothing to do?

"So until the war is over, it's better to stop staying in the Red Keep and study spells."

Secretly decided, Charles closed the door and picked up the scepter on the table again.

He was going to thoroughly experiment with what it was. Is it a simple special device that can communicate with the followers of the Seven Gods, or is it a hidden other ability?

Or is "it" simply alive?

As Charles's lips opened and closed, the scepter in his hand gradually glowed, shining, trembling, and trembling, and finally under the repeated incantation, the cane itself, which seemed to be just made of ordinary nanmu, trembled out of his palm!

The scepter gently broke free of its five fingers, which were already weak, and vibrated and floated up at the sound of the incantation, chest, face, forehead, and the top of the head......

The slow, steady ascent shifted Charles from a bow to a tilt, staring at the mystical cane, his gaze revealing a grave curiosity.

However, just as the scepter was reaching the top, it suddenly fell like a deflated ball, which was a bit sudden, but Charles reacted quickly and didn't let it fall to the ground - the crystal ball on top of the scepter didn't look like a fall-resistant object.

However, when Charles held the scepter in his hand again, something suddenly changed!

A stinging pain came from the palm of his hand, and he hurriedly placed the scepter on the table next to him, then looked down.

A slightly empty seven-pointed star pattern was inexplicably engraved in the palm of his hand, and as Charles gazed, the pattern lit up with bursts of white light, and then quietly faded, hazy, and completely hidden.

Finally, the palm of the hand returns to its former complexion, and the seven-pointed star outlined by the colored lines is as if it never appeared, as if it had never appeared, as if it had never appeared.

However, a prompt message drifted in front of him, and Charles was very sure of what he had just seen.

[You have been blessed by unknown powers, and your connection with this medieval world has deepened]

Charles couldn't help frowning.

"Unknown power?"

He didn't know anything about this so-called unknown power, and he didn't feel any change in himself, except for the tingling pain in his hand just now, it was really as if nothing had happened, which made him very confused.

But doesn't that seem like a bad thing?

He pondered, sitting on his bedside chair and looking down at the scepter in his hand.

Compared to just now, this thing is still the same, but I don't know if it's an illusion, Charles always feels that the feeling of holding this scepter in his hand seems to be lighter.

"This is the confession of the Lord?"

Since the thing itself wasn't heavy, Charles didn't know if it was a delusion or a reality, and the Eye of Knowing didn't help with it.

"Dead things? Living creatures? What's that about the voice that catches me? ”

"It has a mind of its own? The so-called machine spirits? Or something else? ”

Looking at the seven gods in the crystal, a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

Our Lady, the Father, the Old Woman, the Maiden......

The cheeks of the seven gods in this crystal were surrounded by a seven-pointed star, which he had just used a divine spell to engrave on the palm of his hand.

So......

"Will these seven god faces appear in the palm of your hand one after another?"

"How did it appear?"

"I've always used the light-based purification spell, but since there is the Stranger, the symbol of death, what about the undead spell? Will there be a reaction? ”

"If so, what would be the reaction?"

It was an idea worth trying, but Charles had just thought about it when there was a knock on the door.

"Who's coming back to me at this time?" Looking at the sky outside, he couldn't help frowning.

Secretly wondering, Charles was somewhat vigilant, but when he opened the door, this vigilance suddenly turned into an urge to curse.

Gritting his teeth to hold back the impulse, Charles said angrily, "Maybe I should think about it." What will be the result of killing people here. ”

"Murder?"

Before the knocker could reply, a trembling voice came from beside him: "Lord Cranston, forgive me for talking too much, Your Majesty Stannis is not one of your northern soldiers. ”

The voice owner was a bald old man with a long white beard, who didn't know Charles very well, but knew each other somewhat.

[Scholar Paischer, a member of the Imperial Council, he is between 75 and 85 years old]

[He seems to be very knowledgeable]

[He is full of wariness and rejection of your existence]

……

The wrinkled, bald old bachelor Charles had met several times before, and was equally aware of his alleged hostility.

In fact, it seems that all the Masters are hostile to the Wizards and the like, and this one is clearly even more so, but the treacherous Bachelor rarely shows it.

"Stannis is certainly not a northerner, but he pays attention to hard evidence."

The meaningful words combined with this former action made the old fox tremble, but at this time Charles no longer paid attention to him, but turned his head to look at the knocker again: "How did you get into the Red Fort?" ”

"Walked in, of course, Lord Wizard." Another old man named Cobain responded with a bit of a dry humor, but before he could say anything more, another voice suddenly sounded.

"The rumors are indeed not credible, and the rumored dark wizard who can scare adults into tears at a glance seems to have a fight with the Flower Knight of the Southern Tyrells."

The loud and rugged voice was completely unfamiliar, and Charles looked at an old man with a short and fat stature but an unusually strong physique.

[An old doctor in the school city, his age is about 60-65]

[He has a Valyrian steel collar that an occult expert can wear]

[He is full of curiosity and scrutiny of you]

……

As Charles looked at him, the stout old man grinned at him, revealing a mouthful of mottled red teeth.

"I've been chasing after your ass for a long time."

"Who are you?"

"My name is Malwyn and I'm from School City."