The sun shone brightly through the square of the kneeling people, and as Charles touched his forehead, it soon turned into a cold and humble bedroom.

In a certain room of the King Tower of Castle Black, he got up from the bed, and without hesitation, he immediately looked at the scepter in his arms.

At this moment, inside the scepter crystal, a phantom in the shape of a staghorn crown was faintly flickering in the center of the seven-pointed star deity.

And the hint that the True Eye just now also shows his unexpected gain this time.

You have successfully crowned King Stannis. Baratheon II, you have obtained the authority of the Baratheon dynasty]

……

I thought it was just a trip to "pretend to be forced", but I didn't expect to gain an ability, and Charles couldn't help but have some new understanding of the scepter in his opponent.

"How many secrets are you still hiding?"

He muttered, a little sorry that his True Eye could only see the general abilities of objects, but not what they were really doing.

But then, he put the thought behind him. Instead, he sat quietly at the head of the bed, staring at the crown shadow in the crystal without blinking, ready to experiment with what this thing was for.

It's a pity that after half a day, he didn't gain anything at all except for his eyes staring at a little sour.

"Do you want to be in a spirit travel state too?"

Doubting in his heart, there was nothing to do at the moment, so he lay on the bed again, closed his eyes, and kept his whole person in an ethereal state.

After countless times of "practice", the spirit body at this time no longer needs to be completely asleep, as long as he closes his eyes and recuperates, and then finds a certain blank "point", he is completely enough to instantly "go out of the body".

It's a pity that this ability can only be used with the help of a scepter, otherwise Charles would really like to see what strange scenes he will see when traveling in the Overworld.

Gradually, Charles felt a strange overlapping feeling, so he followed this strange feeling and sat up directly from the bed with a "force".

A faint golden light filled the surroundings, turning his head to look at "himself" lying on the bed with his eyes closed, Charles smiled, and then looked down at the scepter that quietly appeared in his hand.

Every time he travels, the scepter is unconsciously held in his hand by his spirit, and there is no concept of substance or space at all.

It seems that it should have been mastered by him in this state.

Raising his hand and holding the scepter in front of him, his eyes fixed on the golden crown in the crystal at the top.

Gradually, he felt as if he was "rising".

Yes, it's elevated!

The inexplicable sense of suspension under my feet faintly surfaced in the bottom of my heart, and the surrounding bedroom environment changed from clear to blurred, and then slowly clear.

Soon after, it quietly changed to a different image. The gray bedroom after the original spirit body traveled inexplicably turned into a sparse and pale white cloud, and the land under his feet was vast, surrounded by white mist, and birds shuttled among them, bringing a trace of air currents surging.

Unlike the state of the spirit's travels, the surroundings are now gray, as if he is observing with normal sight, and everything is now back to its true color.

Turning his head to look at the fog condensed in the sky for a while, Charles couldn't help but be a little "lingering" in his inner amazement, but compared to experiencing the feeling of floating in the sky, he seemed to have something to do right now.

So he looked down at the ground, and below him, a ruined city stood silently.

Surrounded by fertile plains, the city is bordered by a black coastline to the east, with several towering hills. At the end of the city, a red, blackened castle sits high on a hill overlooking the city!

King's Landing!

This ruined city, the Shire could not be mistaken, it was King's Landing!

The place I just left short!

If you look closely, King's Landing is crisscrossed by roads, and most of the buildings are charred, but a few of them look brand new. In the middle of the road, there are countless small black dots walking in it, and in the middle of the city, more black dots are gathered in a square, and now they are slowly spreading in all directions.

That's the commoners of King's Landing gathered for Stannis's coronation!

Charles was shocked by this.

"The so-called kingdom authority is to let me walk through the human kingdom at will?"

He was amazed at where he was at the moment.

At this point, it was as if he had become an invisible mass of air, enveloping King's Landing, still in human form.

And as his mind turned, the body of air that was "floating" high in the air suddenly descended downward, and it seemed that in the blink of an eye, the surrounding area became a square full of people!

The square is wide, paved with white stone bricks, and the surface is dotted with black traces from the wildfires.

Old men, children, women, men, soldiers, sons of warriors, grey-clothed sparrows......

As the "air" passed through the place called Place Saint-Belle, one face after another passed in front of me.

"It's a cool wind." The air flew by, and some people sighed because of it.

But Charles didn't bother with such small details anymore.

He wandered the square with great novelty, sometimes scurrying on the ground, sometimes flying above the crowd, sometimes trying to burrow into the surface, and sometimes even leaping up into the clouds, quietly looking down.

King's Landing, Blackwater Bay, Dragonstone Island......

In this state, Charles does not seem to have a concept of distance, and he can appear anywhere in his line of sight if he wants to.

"Even if you don't have other abilities, this shuttling ability can be regarded as a divine skill."

After "playing" for a long time, Charles muttered to himself with emotion.

He likes this ability very much, but this ability is not without limitations, at least, he can only "wreak havoc" in this limited number of places,

"Why is this happening?" After a little thought, Charles thought of why.

Because that's all Stannis's realm is.

In other words, there are only a few territories he really masters.

As the new king of the Seven Kingdoms, Stannis is actually more bitter, his Dragonstone territory is basically a barren island where birds don't, the north falls out with it because of the Charr, and the riverland and the northerners are natural allies because of their in-laws, and they don't care much about him.

The kings around King's Landing were largely obedient to the mean-spirited and notoriously bald man, and his younger brother set up an army in the south to stand on his own, monopolizing the two "kings" of Riverlands and Stormlands

The three dukedoms of the West, the Vale, and the Iron Isles also have their own family governance, and do not recognize the Bald King's kingship.

So much so that even if he obtains the orthodox name right now, the scope of his real jurisdiction is only such a piece.

Charles had previously ignored this, and even gloated, but now, he spontaneously began to think about the bald king, whom he did not look very like.

"If it's really tied to his jurisdiction, should I help him?"

Thinking like this, Charles's mind moved, and he suddenly appeared in the city from a high altitude looking down below.

After a few "flashes", he eventually made his way to King's Landing in the Red Keep, where he found Stannis in the King's Hall of the Red Keep.

At this time, the new king was sitting on the black iron chair made of various swords, with one hand on his chin, his face expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

Charles's arrival did not attract any attention from the other party, which Charles was not surprised, but as soon as he looked at it, a hint suddenly appeared in front of him.

[The seven-pointed star crown of the Baratheon family, a symbol of the divine right of kings, through it, you can control the wearer to a certain extent]

……

Control?

Staring at the crown of pure gold antlers on the other man's head, Charles was stunned.

How to control?

As soon as he had this question in his heart, a unique attraction suddenly came from the crown worn on Stannis's head, like a gravitational wind cavitation, which began to absorb the "air" of the Charles.

After a little hesitation, Charles did not resist and pounced on it with "force".

……

Sitting on the Iron Throne, facing the empty King's Hall, thinking about what had just happened, Stannis unconsciously began to grind his teeth.

Although in the end, because of the appearance of the gods, he did not lose anyone, but was full of glory because of the crowning of the true god, and received countless praises and admiration, but the sudden attack of the sparrow still made him full of anger.

He is a very rule-abiding person, and likewise, he can't tolerate the slightest break in the rules.

"Even if you have a lot of influence here, I must punish you severely!" Gritting his teeth, Stannis's mind suddenly turned.

"What the hell?"

"What...... Ghost? ”

Stannis, gritting his teeth, frowned, wondering why such inexplicable words came to his mind.

"Am I stimulated by the coronation?"

"it!"

"Nest...... Grass? A more inexplicable word appeared than just now, a strange and completely unheard language, so that Stannis was at a loss.

"What does this mean exactly? Why did I think of this? ”

"Did Cranston curse me?"

Thinking of this, the bald king chuckled in his heart, and then hurriedly left the iron chair without thinking, and walked towards the outside of the hall with a slight stagger.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Seeing his hurried steps, the guards hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Quick, go call Maester Pelos," Stannis commanded through gritted teeth.

"Your Majesty, you ......"

"I said, go!"