The situation in the cold and damp underground prison is still the same, with moldy long tables lying horizontally, and various torture instruments quietly placed in them.

It's just that no one exists anymore.

Charles was tied to a stake with a familiar déjà vu, stared at the person in front of him, and sneered, "I think your current behavior is completely superfluous. ”

"Yes, I agree with the wizard, but who told that none of those people dared to do anything to you. No way, I can't play in person. ”

"Aren't you going to play in person now?"

"Now? Oh sorry, my lord, now my name is Logan, a name belonging to King Stannis's who is about to disappear. ”

As he spoke, the jailer grinned at Charles.

He was stocky, unshaven, and dressed in jailer's leather armor, and looked like an ordinary scruffy guard.

However, the hint of the Eye of Truth is a different story

[Varys, nicknamed the Octopus Spider, the intelligence chief of the Seven Kingdoms, his age is between 35-45]

[He's disguised as an ordinary jailer]

[He is full of hatred for your existence]

……

"It's not that easy to get someone to arrest you, you have to hide it from Stark, and you have to take your guards to fight quickly, but luckily everything is out of control."

"Why?"

"That's why."

Looking at the young man in front of him, "Logan" sighed: "What is the crime of using a living person to conduct experiments and deliberately murdering the Countess of Watan?" Of course, you haven't seen that unlucky guy, and that's clear to me, but who can believe it in the face of hard evidence. ”

As he spoke, he glanced around without waiting for Charles to respond.

"Does the wizard sound familiar? Poor Lannister, whose plans were disrupted by a stunned young man who suddenly appeared, had to retract back to his lair to lick his wounds. ”

As he spoke, he looked at Charles with interest.

"The Lannisters have debts to pay, and I think they should thank me, because I'm about to solve a problem on their minds."

"You want to kill me?"

"Of course, everybody's going to the combat meeting, and now is the best time to do it. And it's been proven on the dragon's lair that you can actually get hurt too, don't you? ”

This could not be more obvious, Charles couldn't help but squint, "You instructed that person?" ”

"Yes, that's right, Dragon's Lair, Antlers, they weren't lying, but how could the minions know the truth?"

"You think it's Littlefinger?" Varys shook his head and sighed, "I've never felt that cunning dwarf was so cute when I saw you being played, and of course, it was actually cute when he ran away, tsk." ”

Charles couldn't help but be silent.

Varys said to himself: "Since the first day you entered the city, I have never stopped tempting you, your personality, your habits, and your disgusting witchcraft tricks......"

"The mad girl does not act in a regular way, but as long as you whisper in her ear, she will smile and do what you want."

"The Red Keep seems to be safe and tight, but who knew that there would be secret passages in the walls of each of its rooms, His Majesty and his wife have not slept in the Red Keep since they entered the Red Keep, I even know this, the other ......."

"It's easy to buy off your old adversary after they've been abandoned, and the guards around you, who don't want to go against you, but some little things that don't matter......

"You're excited?" Charles suddenly interrupted his words, stared at him with a frown, and said, "Why?" ”

"As far as I know, I haven't dealt with you at all, why are you so excited? Just because you're about to kill someone? Kill a wizard? ”

These words silenced the excited Varys, and then, just as Charles thought he was reluctant to say more, he suddenly put away his disguised eunuch tone, turned his head, looked at the corner of the clearing on the side of the stake, and said in a low and sad voice:

"What do you think of life in the troupe? It's the kind of troupe that plays acrobatics, plays clowns, and runs around all day long. ”

Charles didn't answer, and Varys didn't seem to need him.

"Busy, noisy, tired, and even had to endure the scolding and whipping of the boss from time to time. But that's a pretty good life for an orphan, so I loved it for a while. ”

"We were quite a small troupe, and I remember that our boss had a boat that would take us back and forth between Braavos and the Free City-States, and of course, sometimes to King's Landing or Old Town."

As he spoke, he unconsciously smiled.

"I remember the first time I took a boat and accidentally threw myself on the freshly cleaned deck, and the old Tongby in the bunk scolded me harshly, but he helped me hide it under the boss's questioning, which saved me from a beating. And Romy, Paz, and Little Bell. It was an unforgettable time. ”

"I think the whole troupe is good people, good enough to treat them like family I've never met, whether it's a kind old Tombie or a stern troupe owner. So I'm very studious, like a kid who craves praise from his father...... Unfortunately, how can children know what the rules of the game are between adults? ”

"The rules of the game?"

"Yes, I worked so hard for the troupe, but in the face of money, the boss did not hesitate to sell me to a stranger.

Varys said, smiling coldly.

"What's the matter with a man buying a boy? I heard a lot of these rumors when I was in the theater troupe, and I was scared, but I couldn't resist it. ”

"I was prepared for something, but who knew it wasn't like that at all. The only thing he wants in my whole body is not my body, not my service, not even my life, but my **.

By this point, he had already gritted his teeth.

"He told me to drink a dose of medicine, and then I couldn't move a finger, I couldn't make any sound, but all my senses were clear. Then, with a long, very sharp scimitar, he cut off the root of my life, with the roots and stems, and recited the words as he cut them. ”

"I watched as he put my male roots in the brazier and burn them and scorch. The flames turned blue, and I heard a voice answering his call, yes, I did, I heard it clearly before I fell unconscious, though I couldn't understand what it said. ”

As he spoke, he turned his head to stare at Charles' cheeks, his eyes unconsciously filled with resentment.

"When I woke up, I was no longer of use to the man, and he chased me away. I was scared and I asked him what should I do? He replied that he advised me to die. I hated him, so I decided to live.

I begged, stolen, sold what was left of my body, made money by any means, first as a thief, and then as an intelligence business. As my reputation grew, His Majesty Aerys hired me as his chief of intelligence. Even though all of you think he's crazy, ......"

He said no more, and the interrogation room fell silent.

And Varys just stared at Charles, sometimes with a hideous face, sometimes shaking his head and sighing, sometimes laughing unconsciously, and sometimes looking in a trance.

Eventually, he took a deep breath and regained his composure.

"I ended up being the kind of big guy I had to look up to when I was a kid, but the scene of that night still haunts me in my dreams. It's just that what I dreamed of wasn't the wizard, not his sword, not even the way my male roots withered and scorched in the flames, but the voice. ”

"Voices in the flames. What the hell is that god? Is it a demon? Or is it a witch's trick? …… No, I'm good at all the tricks, but this is the only one I don't know at all. The only thing I know for sure is that he summoned 'it' and 'it' responded.

From that day on, I hated magic and all those who practiced it. ”

"So ......"

He smiled at Charles.

"You know, I've been holding these words in my heart for decades, and you may be the first, maybe the last."

……

"Burning brazier, spell-casting wizard......" Charles didn't respond, instead muttering in a low voice, his face slightly mocking.

The red-robed woman was really right.

Is this his crisis?

It's fucking inexplicable.

Staring at Charles for a long time, Varys shook his head suddenly.

"Of course, it's not entirely because of this, or rather, it's just one of the inconsequential reasons, we're all adults, resentment, resentment, these can influence people's judgment, but they can't completely influence people's thinking, especially when it's about your life's goals."

"A lifelong goal?"

"Stannis is a good king compared to the Lannisters, but he is not what we expected"

"So, get rid of you, and he won't be able to be the king. In fact, you're far easier to deal with than I thought you would, but you've never been discovered. Those rumors, tsk. ”

Charles had remained calm, but when he heard this, he couldn't calm down anymore, and he was stunned: "So your plan is to frame me and then let him arrest me?" And then you disguised yourself as his man and killed me? And then he's going to lose that iron chair? ”

"That's right, the death of the wizard and the chaos of the Seven Kingdoms are really an enviable influence."

"Envy? Ridiculous idea. Charles scoffed: "Do you think this is playing with the house?" If you kill me, won't he be a king? Haha, the brain show is funny. ”

Seemingly surprised by Charles's remarks, Varys said strangely, "Didn't you even notice it yourself?" Stark sees you as his own, and he is Stannis's greatest reliance on the throne. And the hundreds of thousands of poor worms outside the Red Keep, they think you are the savior, but what will happen if the savior is killed by the cold king? ”

"Estrangement, rebellion, and insurrection......"

As he spoke, he pursed his lips and smiled: "This scene is destined to be very beautiful, but I'm sorry that you can't see this kind of scene." ”

"I'm sorry too." Charles shook his head with a smile, bowed his head and was silent for a moment, and suddenly asked, "Why are you talking to me about this?" Why not get your hands on it sooner? ”

"Why? If you have a mortal enemy in your hands that you have been thinking about for decades, then you know what kind of mood I am in now, even though you are not him, but ......" Varys said, suddenly startled.

The person in front of him was in a trance just now, and he inexplicably broke free from the stake!?

No, not to break free, but to make the stake gone, but to have one more thing in your hand!

"You ......"

His eyes widened, and he no longer had the same playful and calm as just now, but was a little flustered.

"You've done a lot of research, but it's not enough." Charles sighed, and then, without waiting for the bald head to respond, he squeezed the crossbow in his hand that was not of this era.

Snort –

Blood splattered, and an arrow pierced through his chest.

"The villain died of talking too much, how can you, an ancient person, understand?"