"Remember, you must extinguish this candle before the 12-day time limit is up!"

……

The black fat man's repeated instructions before leaving echoed in his mind, staring at the altar of all kinds of strange symbols outlined on the locust wooden table in front of him, Charles subconsciously touched his chin.

The altar table in front of him seemed to be covered by a magic circle, and the oval ring was covered with various secret words and symbols with bright red characteristic crystal powder paint.

The magic circle is roughly triangular, and in the center, a special red candle is inserted in a silver ankle cup filled with clear water, mixed with the girl's blood and hair, quietly burning scarlet flames, the surrounding windows are completely closed, and the slightest wind cannot be heard, only a faint breath can bring it up to light the flames.

[Contact the unknown existence of the Red Altar, please be careful, it may bring you ruin]

"Doom? Obviously it looks ordinary......"

Secretly pondering, he didn't dare to underestimate this thing. Taking a deep breath, Charles turned to close the door to the storage room, then sat down cross-legged on the floor.

The candle must be watched 24 hours a day, otherwise it will be useless if it is extinguished. Because he has a shuttle door and can take advantage of the time difference to rest, so Charles is not prepared to fake others in this matter.

"But what does that mean?"

Looking down at a delicate and small cross in his hand, Charles was a little puzzled.

Because of the need for follow-up rescue, there was no way to hide this matter from the church, so Charles went to St. Say's Church before that.

When he went to "report" the incident, Brother Woody did not say anything, but gave him a small silver pendant.

It looked somewhat similar to the pendant he usually used to cast spells, but was a little more elaborate.

"If you're in danger, you can show this." The monk's advice made Charles thoughtful, but he didn't have a chance to ask anything more, and he was blasted out by the monk who prayed for the time to come.

"Disaster-resistant identification? Or something else? ”

After staring at it for a long time, he suddenly sighed: "Anyway, won't you give too much help if you say it's good?" ”

Shaking his head with a smile, Charles put it on the floor beside him, then took a booklet, got up and took a few steps back, and after glancing at the altar, he summoned the shuttle door and went inside.

In any case, this matter can be regarded as stable for the time being, and he can also run to the world behind the door to improve his strength with peace of mind.

……

King's Landing, Red Keep, King's Hall.

"In the name of Stannis II of House Baratheon, Lord of the Andals, Roynar and Forerunner, Ruler of the Seven Kingdoms and Guardian of the Realm, Stannis II of House Baratheon, I, Lord of Winterfell and Guardian of the North, and Former Prime Minister, Eddard of House Stark, hereby sentence you to be castrated and executed immediately."

In the empty and full hall of the king, the hand of the king, Ed. Stark sat on a hideous, hard iron chair, his left hand resting on the dragon-shaped handle of the chair, his gray eyes staring down quietly, his calm and serious voice echoing through the hall, announcing the verdict of his trial.

As a result, the well-dressed man in the satin robe he was watching couldn't help but kneel and howl.

"Prime Minister, I was really wronged, I gave the money, really, she also received the money! I'm wronged, wronged, don't castrate me! ”

His voice was alarmed, but Stark, seated on the throne, paid no attention to him, and after glancing to his left, a knight nodded, and then motioned for the two soldiers who were pressing the prisoner to leave with him.

However, just as the prisoner, who was constantly begging for mercy, was about to be dragged into the side hall, he finally couldn't bear the fate of missing a leg, and shouted at a sharp voice.

"Stop, stop! Ladies and gentlemen! I regret it, I'm going to join the Black Robe Army! I'm going to wear a black robe! Don't castrate me! Don't ——! ”

Hearing this, the knight couldn't help but glance at Ed, and after seeing him nod, he waved his hand, and the guards then pulled the prisoner in a different direction and walked towards the dungeon of the Red Keep.

"Those damn crow troops, it's really disappointing."

Some of the courtiers under the throne muttered about this, dissatisfied.

"I really don't know what the use of the Seven Kingdoms is keeping that garbage dump? Strange ghosts? Hmph, the legendary thing, I haven't seen a single thing in thousands of years. ”

"The garbage dump is naturally used to clean up garbage, otherwise what use can it be."

"Have the grown-ups forgotten the wildlings?"

……

The whispering did not disturb the proceedings, and after the rapist was escorted down, a thief who had committed theft was pushed in. This one was more stubborn and insisted on not joining the black-robed army, so the hand he stole was cut off by the executioner with a knife on the wrist.

Charles hid in the crowd and watched all this quietly, admiring the simple and crude laws of the Seven Kingdoms.

Whoever commits a crime will cut it down for you, there are not so many curves, and it is easy to understand.

"It's just too unhygienic, and it is estimated that there will be a lot of infection, inflammation and death."

While muttering secretly, another group of people came in the hall, but unlike the previous ones, this time they came in to avenge their grievances.

"I owe it to Your Majesty, how could I suffer such a fate, Prime Minister, you must be the master for me!"

A middle-aged man with a big belly and neat clothes knelt down in the hall with a sad expression, wiping tears and crying as he spoke.

"What happened?"

"My son, my son he...... My lord, those mobs in the city deserve death! ”

As he spoke, he began to weep and talk about what happened to his son and his feelings.

Although most of it was "nonsense", it didn't take long for the audience to learn what was going on.

To put it simply, the merchant's son lost the ability to return home forever after an outing, and the rich merchant sent someone to look for him, and finally found him in a dirty alley - his clothes had been stripped clean, not even a fig leaf had been left, and he was covered in scars and dead without looking away.

The war has brought all sorts of people into the city, including not only honest refugees, but also some people who have lived here and been driven mad by poverty...... This is perfectly normal for King's Landing at the moment.

It's just that it's not normal that it's the person crying in front of you.

"Before the Lannisters evacuated the king, these Antlers had already secretly contacted His Majesty Stannis, and His Majesty was able to react so quickly, but they made a great contribution."

"It's a bit of a trick."

"What if it's difficult? King's Landing is about to be overcrowded, where can he find the murderer of his son? ”

……

The courtiers whispered, not optimistic about the current situation.

Stark thought the same way, and he began to persuade and comfort him, and promised to send someone to investigate, but the grief-stricken rich merchant refused to stop saying anything, and even if he got the promise, he still lay on the floor of the hall crying and shouting.

Looks like a shrew.

So just as Ed frowned and was about to blast him out, the tearful rich merchant suddenly screamed.

"Wizard, wizard, divination, divination, that's right, this will definitely be able to avenge my son's murderer!"

As soon as these words came out, Ed on the throne subconsciously glanced at someone in the crowd, and the courtiers in the hall were in an uproar.

Everyone avoids the dark wizard, but this one is good, and he actually plans to let the dark wizard help him find the murderer?

Is he drinking too much wine from Qingting Island? Or is the brain stimulated by the death of his son and insane? Aren't you afraid that the Dark Wizard will turn his son into a dried corpse, or give him a "resurrection" trick?

People looked at each other, not knowing what to say for a while.

Hiding in the crowd, Charles felt like he was lying down, and he was a little hesitant to go first, but after glancing at the rich merchant, he suddenly frowned, and then quietly left the crowd.

Not long after, the wealthy merchant and the prime minister, who was in charge of the trial, came to the side hall on the side of the kingdom hall.

"You, you are?" When he saw Charles, the chubby rich businessman seemed to think of something, and his face turned a little pale.

Instead of answering him, Charles asked rhetorically:

"How long has he been dead?

"Today, the body found in the early hours of this morning." The rich businessman who was still shouting in the hall just now had the idea of turning around and running away at this time, but seeing Charles's "kind" expression, he calmed down a little.

"Where's the body?"

"In church."

"Bring him here."

"Well, the monk is helping him......" The rich merchant hesitated.

"It's up to you." Charles snorted, glanced at Ed next to him, and stepped aside.

"You're here to visit the trial?"

"No, I want to ask you for someone to go to the city." Charles pouted, "And then something like this happened. ”

"You don't have to pay attention to this vexatious idea, and the merits of the Antlerclops to His Majesty Stannis are not something they can rely on to ignore the discipline of the kingdom at will."

"I'd like to ignore it, but don't you think it's a bit too sudden?"

"Suddenly?" Ed frowned.

"That's right, it's like I've been preparing for a long time." Charles said, and the prophecy of the red-robed woman on the road subconsciously flashed in his mind, so he added.

"Maybe someone told him to do that."

He will encounter a crisis in King's Landing, and there is no sign of this for the time being, but the matter itself has always been in his heart, so Charles is very sensitive to it.

"It's possible, but if that's the case, he won't necessarily say it." Ed said, suddenly glancing at Charles warily, "Do you want to be rough?" I'm sorry, you're just suspicious, there's no way I'm going to let you do that without hard evidence. ”

Charles wasn't surprised by his answer, but he was prepared. "Of course it's not rough, I just want to scare him."

"Turning his son into a dried corpse? Or bloody "resurrection" of him? Ed's face became even more serious when he heard this, and he said, "You should think about your reputation now, people are afraid of you now, but if you really do that, then they are not only afraid." ”

"Don't worry." Stark's tone was serious with a hint of apprehension, and Charles shrugged, "Trust me, this time it's not bloody at all. ”