The sun overhead distorted the air on the river, and the river breeze blew on their cheeks, giving some of the soldiers who had crossed the drawbridge a pleasant breath.

The shadow of war faded away with last night's victory, and the few remaining enemies dissipated after a faint splash.

As the army from the north occupied Luanhe City, the soldiers who came first opened the gates of the city and invited one logistician after another into the city, and the crowd of people dressed in different clothes streamed in, behaving comfortably, and laughing from time to time between conversations.

Charles is also in the group.

Although he played a key role in this victory, he could only stay in the rear when it came time to attack the city, so he waited until the chaos in the city was really suppressed, and then entered the castle built on the river as he is now.

"There are two castles in Luanhe City, one on the north and one on the north and the south, and in the center is a bridge across the entire Green Fork River, which was all wood hundreds of years ago, and it was not until the Frey family became richer with the bridge toll that it was transformed into a stronger stone."

A round-faced, bald-headed, big, fat nobleman followed beside him and explained in a rough voice.

This man named Wendel. The big fat man of Mandalay is the representative of the Mandalay family in White Harbor in the north, his father is too old to go to the battlefield, so he and his brother are the only people in the Mandalay family who responded to Robb's call to join, and his brother was captured in a previous battle, so that there is only one member of the Mandalay family in the northern army.

It may be that he was too big to dislike his size, and last night's battle did not have Wendel's share, so that it was late the next morning.

Although he has a round face and a lot of flesh, this person is actually quite good, speaking softly, behaving politely, and there is nothing unusual when chatting with Charles.

In fact, the lords of the North are not as fearful of the Charr as many of their soldiers, as they are constantly in contact with them.

Usually when he is not practicing spells, Charles's words and deeds are not much different from ordinary young people.

And to tell the truth, most of the many lords present are not young, their sons may be older than him, and some even their grandsons are similar to him.

"The ancestor of the Frey family was very prescient." Entering the city through the long portico, Charles looked around, a little curious about the city.

After coming to this medieval era, he actually hasn't seen the castles and buildings of this era a few times, and he still maintains a certain freshness for this retro thing.

His behavior was normal, but the soldiers around him couldn't keep calm after being swept away by his sight, and they all bowed their heads in a panic to avoid it, and one soldier even tripped his left leg on his right leg in a hurry, and fell to the ground by himself, causing the people around him to laugh.

However, because of someone's existence, this laughter just appeared, and they forcibly held it back.

"Am I that terrible?" Charles was helpless.

"No, you're not scary, well, I mean, maybe the soldier is less daring." Wendell replied with a slight slurry.

Anyone could tell that he was duplicitous, but Charles didn't care much about it.

Fear is hateful, but it is also a sword that pierces the human heart. Dressed in the horror cloak of a dark wizard, it can sometimes be convenient for Charles to do something.

For example, yesterday's unpreparedness in the battle......

So after glancing at the soldier who had fallen to the ground, he continued on his way without paying attention.

Wendel, the big fat man, rode into the city with him, and walked towards the main castle of the city, but before he had walked a few steps, Charles was attracted by something else.

Dressed in a fiery red robe, with long copper-red hair scattered and the ruby on his neck glowing with a deep and alluring color in the sunlight, Charles felt that this thing was not a simple object, not that he had a discerning eye, but that when he looked at it, he had a hint in front of him-

【Ruby full of unknown powers】

……

The unknown ruby is certainly eye-catching, but the owner of the ruby completely covers the treasure's brilliance.

At this time, she was standing in the crowd, with a dignified and majestic demeanor, her rosy lips open and closed, and she spoke calmly to the people around her.

"My Lord Lord of Light covers his people with light, and darkness is his whip and blade against evil."

"As a servant of my lord, the Lord of Light, Charles. Sir Cranston came here to save, not destroy, and it was he who freed the innocent people in the city from the Lannisters and the Savages, and it was he who saved your lord Frey from the capital, Lord Eddard of the North. Stark. He walks out of the night and brings with him the infinite power of our Lord Lord of Light, and this power is about to extend a hand of goodwill to you. ”

"The so-called dark wizards are nothing more than the world's prejudice against their methods, the terrifying lies spread by the enemy, and the cruel test imposed by the evil gods on the messenger of the Lord of Light."

“……”

A circle of people gathered around her, constantly listening to the red-robed woman's narration, occasionally asking questions one by one, and the red-robed woman also patiently answered, with a kind demeanor, but not close to the people, and her demeanor was inviolable.

This is a great man, and she knows what kind of attitude to treat with whom, so that they can be more receptive to her words.

At the same time, the background of the times has created that 90 percent of the people in this world are completely ignorant and do not know a single word.

Precious knowledge is in the hands of a few, and it is strictly sealed and only allowed to be viewed by his own children.

So much so that in Shire, sometimes I always feel that many people in this world always have some "incomprehensible" thoughts.

For example, his scaring behavior a few days ago, God is pitiful, he thought it would be a great sense of accomplishment to be able to scare people into peeing their pants, but he didn't think about scaring those people away.

But that's what it is, it's absurd, ridiculous, and yet it really happens.

At the moment, it was a different situation, in Charles's opinion, some of the words of the red-robed woman were completely nonsense, and she was running the train with her mouth full of nonsense, but the group of people around her listened very carefully one by one, and some even began to mumble to themselves......

And when Charles approached, he encountered the "normal" treatment he hadn't met in a long time, and he thought he would lose it forever.

"Will the messenger bless my mother with a long and healthy life?" Seeing Charles approaching, a three- or four-year-old girl in the crowd asked curiously.

With brown hair and blue eyes, a gray dress, a dirty face, and no shoes to wear on her feet on the dirty ground, she silently told how poor she was living at this time.

At her young age, she didn't know what fear was, so she seemed extremely brave at this time, and Charles was a little caught off guard.

Looking down at her, then at the young woman holding the girl's hand, and at the "refugees" around him who were both frightened and expectant, Charles said something that was not in his heart.

"Yes, I will."

After showing an awkward smile at him, he then ignored the crowd around him and directly pulled the red-robed woman out.

Away from the crowd, he turned his head to look around, and then whispered, "I've always wondered why you want to follow me, but now I can figure it out, you want to use my name to promote your Lord of Light." ”

"It doesn't hurt you." The red-robed woman replied noncommittally.

Charben thought she would defend herself, but it turned out that people seemed to be very justified, which made him laugh angrily.

"You're so funny, I wish others were afraid of me to pee my pants, you are doing it now, I don't think there is any good, but there are many disadvantages."

"The disadvantage? Don't you mind where you are? Isolated, feared, hated......"

"Why should I mind? Fear is a good weapon, and as you can see, I'm pretty comfortable with it. ”

"If you don't care about that, then why did you pull Ed in when you held that sacrifice. Stark? ”

"I don't know anyone else."

"Is that really the case?"

The red-robed woman looked at him quietly, her ruddy eyes reflecting Charles's young face,

"Ordinary people will never understand the purpose of your actions, they will only see that your methods are as dark as the devil of hell. Pulling the Northern Guardian, who is at the top of the power of the Seven Kingdoms, into the water is equivalent to making a talisman for himself, am I right? ”

After a moment's blink, Charles smiled.

"You old aunt, you have nothing to do all day long, just love to make up for your brain."

As he spoke, he changed the subject and said, "When will that envoy from Dragonstone Island arrive?" I've been waiting for him for a long time. ”

"Maybe you should ask for your amulet."

Seemingly slightly displeased by Charles's title, Melisandre snorted coldly and left on her own.

“……”

"Treat your Emissary of the Lord of Light so stingy?"

Staring at her back and pouting, Charles stood there and watched the group for a moment, then suddenly smiled, then shook his head again, and stepped over to the fat nobleman who was waiting not far away.

"That beautiful lady looks a little upset?" Wendell asked curiously.

"That's right, I asked her age, and she ignored me." Charles nodded, then kicked his spur and was about to continue on his way, when a sudden noise at the gate caught his attention.

"What for?" The guard's shouting was so loud that not just him, but everyone around looked at him.

The war had just ended, and many people were sensitive to the unexpected.

"Pour dung, my lord, the northerners have been besieging the city for too long, and we have too many dung pits to fit in." The dirty brunette driver replied.

"Big?" The soldier looked at the coachman suspiciously, walked to the carriage full of barrels, opened one of the lids, and saw that the dirt was revealed, and the stench came to his face; So he retreated with a look of disgust.

"Hurry up, get out of the way!"

"Okay sir, let's go here and go."

……

Looking at all this quietly, there seemed to be nothing special, but Charles always felt that something was wrong.

"A castle built on a river that needs to be taken out of the city to take out the garbage? Did these medieval people pay so much attention to hygiene? ”

Secretly confused, he kept staring at the carriage that was beginning to hurry, and as he kept sweeping, his eyes suddenly stopped at a barrel.

[A dung bucket that has been opened by a special technique, there may be someone hidden in it]

The information floated in front of him, and Charles couldn't help but ponder.

Such a small place, Tibetans?

"Are you sure the gnome you're talking about has been killed?" He looked at the big fat man beside him.

"Of course, the whole Lannister has been shot into a hedgehog and his head has been cut off."

Saying that, Wendell said with emotion on his face: "I actually admire that Lannister dwarf, it is said that when our soldiers came in, his mercenaries dragged him desperately, and he refused to leave, and kept shouting that the Lannisters never fled without a fight." ”

"That's right." Nodding thoughtfully, he turned back to look again, and suddenly bared his teeth at the carriage that was about to leave the city.

So it was visible to the naked eye, and the dung bucket that he suspected shook a little.

Charles smiled, but didn't bother to pay attention, but kicked his crotch and moved on, the sound of the horse's hooves being tapped.

"Where are the bodies of those who died yesterday?" He asked