[Melisandre's letter from Dragonstone Island contains some words of warning]

……

If Charles wanted to, the True Eye could "digitize" anything, not even a powerless letter.

However, this letter is said to be a letter, but because of the size of parchment, it does not actually have many words.

After sitting on the chair and glancing at it, the contents were completely clear.

"Hindsight." He wondered.

The letter was written as a warning about the invasion of the drowning gods, and the red-robed woman believed that the "false god" of the ocean was eyeing the Charles, so she told him to be careful.

She even wrote about the storm the Charles had encountered after their last departure from Dragonstone to prove the truth of her words.

However, because of the speed of the raven's flight, by the time the letter arrived, Charles had already driven the so-called drowning god away. Now he's having a headache dealing with the strangers.

"If there is also a god behind the strange ghost, then he is much more powerful than the so-called drowning god."

Secretly pondering, Charles kept the letter handy.

There are also some words of apology under the warning words, which are basically apologies for her reincarnated hero.

It seems that after Charles's reputation has increased again, she is starting to feel uneasy again.

When he was imprisoned by Stannis for the second time, the red-robed woman kept an eye on him, for fear that he would do something out of the ordinary - the charr had always had more confidence in Charles than in the person himself.

"So your flame can see everything, but you can't see the depths of others. It was then, and it still is. ”

After thinking for a moment, he turned his head to look at Master Luwen, who was busy grinding herbs, "Can I write a letter?" To Dragonstone. ”

"Of course."

Hearing him say this, Maester Leuven hurriedly put down his work, and then began to find pen and paper for Charles.

The thin old bachelor's attitude towards Charles was still a little wary, but after seeing some of Charles's methods, his sense of "camp" hostility quietly dissipated.

After all, no matter how hostile a mortal is, he can't shake the "god", or a single hair of the god's apostle is not. The school-born education made the Bachelor suspicious of all these supernatural methods, but seeing is believing but he was always unable to deceive himself.

A short time later, the parchment and quill were placed in front of Charles by Maester Lewyn, but instead of using the parchment he had prepared, he took out a thin piece of white paper, which the Maester was amazed at.

But he didn't dare to ask anything, extraordinary people always have extraordinary means and things, although this paper is convenient and advanced far beyond parchment, but it is nothing compared to this other means.

However, when he saw Charles not shy away from writing a text, he still couldn't help but ask.

"Obsidian can kill strange ghosts, and there doesn't seem to be a record of this in the school city"

"But it does." Charles said without looking up.

Strange ghosts, dragons, three-eyed crows, the frozen Great Wall, dragon crystals...... He doesn't have many memories of this show in his head, but he still remembers these things roughly.

Besides, it wasn't an ordinary object, Charles was sure.

The Bachelor was skeptical, but the thought of his identity dispelled that suspicion.

After writing a letter, Charles handed it to the old bachelor, then thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any important information lately?" ”

"You mean the North? Or the whole of Westeros? ”

"Westeros."

After a moment of silence, Master Ruwen said: "A wildfire broke out in King's Landing, and a large number of civilians died, and all the lords of Westeros were very indignant about this, and vowed to catch the real culprit, so far, this is the biggest news. ”

Charles felt that he might have more say in this than anyone else, so he was not very interested in whether the nobles were sincere or false.

"What about the others?"

"His Majesty Stannis learned of the situation in King's Landing and returned to help the survivors, but was met with resistance."

Maester Ruwen said, giving the Charles a special look, "The survivors are led by a group of gray-clad sparrows, who have reorganized the Order's armament in the ruins, a small number, about one or two thousand, but the morale is very high, and at the same time His Majesty Stannis is very unwelcome; Some have led some to believe that he was responsible for the outbreak of the King's Landing wildfires. ”

"So they're in conflict at the moment?"

"No, it's being negotiated. The number of armed members of the Order is small, but it represents all the surviving civilians behind it, so His Majesty has a lot of concerns. ”

Charles nodded thoughtfully.

Seeing that Charles didn't speak, Maester Ruwen continued to himself: "The southern nobles lost most of their army in King's Landing, and now they are gradually being eaten away by Dorne, and they have formed an organization called the Southern Defense Alliance, which can still hold on. ”

"The Lannisters are gathering troops in the West, and they don't know what to do."

"The Iron Islands are unknown."

"What about the North?" Charles asked suddenly.

The situation in Westeros has become chaotic, and it is difficult to predict what will happen next, but the main thing for now is the north.

"The army has begun to pull back, my lord."

Charles nodded.

That's exactly what he wanted to see.

I didn't know how to open the shuttle door before, but now that I know, I naturally have to go all out.

Although he was not sure if the strange ghost was really "the real world", things had to be tried, otherwise he would not be able to wait for the shuttle door to open automatically.

And if it's really a strange ghost, he doesn't think that ordinary strange ghosts can do the trick.

When you didn't see you, the scepter swallowed an unknown number of thousands of souls, and that prompt message appeared.

And yesterday it has already been proven that the strange ghosts are very difficult to deal with. His purifying magic was largely ineffective under the shadow of the so-called eternal winter night.

And his necromancy ......

Charles felt that the strange ghost might be his nemesis, and it was enough of a headache to think about.

So the more armies that can go against the Strangers, the better.

But this will require consultation with Ed and the northern princes.

Charles didn't think they would refuse, not because they were confident in who they were at this time, but because the strange ghost was the enemy of their natives.

He couldn't fight those things, he could have patted his ass and walked away, but these natives of the north couldn't.

As he pondered, there was a sudden knock on the door.

"My lord, there is a helper."

The voice of one of the attendants in Winterfell was dull through the door, but the content was clear, so Charles said goodbye to the old bachelor and stepped out the door.

Ever since the last time he had called Caitlyn to speak, the various northern elites who had been watching and awe-inspiring had rushed in one after another—no one could sit still in front of Charles's astonishing methods.

However, the charr only "healed" people, and never used that kind of rejuvenation again.

The suppression of the power of death in the North is one thing.

On the other hand, the mutated spells of the Death Authority only take effect on believers who believe in the Seven Gods, whether they are absorbed or granted, but there are very few prisoners in the prisons in the North who can find the Seven Gods.

This kind of "nesting" thing can't be said explicitly.

Even if you want to heal your wounds, you can't do it at any time.

He made it a "house call" about an hour before dinner every afternoon, and no other time of the day.

Naturally, no one dared to have any opinions on this, and because of this, the "passenger flow" of Winterfell in the past two days was very large.

Stepping out of the Bachelor's house, walking through the corridors of Winterfell, and beyond the courtyard, he finally came to the hall that Lady Catelyn had prepared for him.

At this time, the place was already full of people, worried people asking for help, and criminals with frightened expressions.

If you want to save someone, you have to have another person sacrifice, which is the price of Charr's methods.

And most of the people who can afford such a high price are nobles, and the sacrifices are basically commoners.

If this continues, the charr will probably be rumored to be a bloody and evil demon for the nobles to oppress the commoners, rather than the self-proclaimed messenger of the Seven Gods.

But every time he casts a spell, he asks a question.

……

"What did he do?"

"Rape, my lord, he raped the daughter of Wess in Cahoe City!"

So Charles bowed his head and asked, "You pleaded guilty?" ”

"I ...... I ......"

The prisoner tied to the ground looked panicked and opened his mouth to defend himself, but seemed to be afraid that the lie would be revealed.

So Charles put a hand over his forehead.

Under the frightened expressions of the prisoners, under the fanatical or frightened gazes of the surroundings, the originally sturdy man's body visibly weakened.

Eventually, the emaciated prisoner, whose face turned pale as snow, collapsed to the ground, and the girl's face, which was then covered by Charles' palms, gradually returned to its former rosiness.

Eventually, with Charles' whispered blessings, they left the place happily.

Then he looked at the others around him.

Because of the need for "propaganda", the charr did not hide it.

In fact, the results are remarkable.

There are very few people who do not change their faith after receiving treatment, and word of mouth has never been so hot in the north as it has been, and the scepter ability he has mastered is gradually returning to normal. However, this progress is not very fast, and it still takes time to accumulate.

Secretly thinking, the next one walked up.

"What did he do?" Charles looked at the Mandalay family seeker.

"He killed Tansy in White Harbor, my lord!"

"You're lying!" The young prisoner retorted loudly, "I've never killed anyone!" ”

"You dare to say you didn't kill it? That poor prostitute, because of the price! ”

"Of course I dare, you can't find a suitable candidate, you have to use me to make up the numbers, despicable Mandalay, the messenger will see through your lies!"

The two of them argued in front of Charles, and seemed to be both frank and indignant.

However, lies cannot be effective in the face of the Charles.

So he lifted up his scepter.

Looking at the two of them, a sacred incantation emerged.

Under the power of judgment, the liar is naturally uneasy.

But the honest are calm.

Although the Staff of Authority has little power left in the North, its judgment power can still be activated by the Purification Spell, and it seems that this power is beyond the limitations that cannot be applied to the followers of the Seven Gods.

As Charles watched silently, a balance of white light emerged above the two of them, and gradually turned golden.

The scales shrouded, and the help-seeker closed his mouth weakly, and all kinds of emotions flashed on his face, regret, chagrin, self-blame, etc., and finally he knelt on the ground and cried loudly.

"I deserve to die, Messenger, I am guilty, I should not deceive you!"