The Shadow Lynx visibly sensed some uneasiness, and began to struggle in its cage, screaming. It's just a pity that it's too young to break free from this cage.

Lin Xuan's spell became more and more urgent. The formation around the cage also began to appear with some kind of emerald green glow. Some points of light that shimmered with emerald green light floated out of the formation and slowly drifted into the head of the Shadow Lynx.

The Shadow Lynx was visibly afraid of these points of light, and fled in all directions. But with the cage so big, where else could he go? The point of light still blended into its head. I saw that the Shadow Lynx clearly showed a pained expression. But soon its expression changed. It no longer looks painful, but somewhat pleasurable. A pair of azure eyes began to shine with some kind of wisdom. It no longer struggled, just stilled and silently waited for more points of light to melt into its head.

The whole process lasted about half an hour or so. Lin Xuan put away his magic. Then look at the shadow lynx in front of you. There was no change in size, but it was much quieter. No more struggles, no more hostility. Just looked at Lin Xuan quietly. Unexpectedly, Lin Xuan actually understood its meaning very easily. It wants to come out. Lin Xuan thought for a moment, but still opened the cage.

The Shadow Lynx shook its head and slowly stepped out of its cage. Then he jumped lightly onto Lin Xuan's shoulder. Lin Xuan instinctively wanted to defend, but in the end he held back. He could feel that the little guy in front of him had no malice. Perhaps due to the effect of the previous spell, Lin Xuan could feel the emotions of the Shadow Lynx, and he could easily understand its meaning. You can't use your mind to communicate like in a novel, but it's not much worse.

Sure enough, the Shadow Lynx jumped onto Lin Xuan's shoulder and yawned. I even fell asleep on his shoulder. He also twisted his body to find a comfortable position. Lin Xuan looked at the picture in front of him with a smile and a smile. After thinking about it for a while, he simply sat cross-legged and entered a meditative state.

At this time, Winterfell was in a tense atmosphere. As the owner of Winterfell, Bran, the son of House Stark, fell from the watchtower. And it is said that he was pushed down. At this time, Duke Ned had gone to King's Landing with King Robert, leaving only Lady Caitlyn in charge.

Bran was assassinated once while unconscious. The killer was killed on the spot by Bran's Icewolf. But his weapon was left at the scene. It was a dagger made of Valyrian steel. This is an extremely rare weapon, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is extremely valuable. And the most important thing is that the owner of this dagger is a guy with a rather bad reputation. Tyrion, known as the little devil. Lannister.

It's a clumsy trap to put it on. Who would use that kind of weapon to carry out an assassination operation? And it's a weapon with an obvious owner. This can be said to be the simplest kind of framing. But it's a pity that for a mother, if her child is hurt, she has long lost the ability to distinguish between right and wrong. Or maybe there's too much of it in another country.

Lin Xuan summarized the news in his hand, and finally concluded that the plot would not change. Caitlyn should still be able to do something to the little devil. Then it was time to start the civil war once and for all.

Of course, Lin Xuan could stop all this, but it didn't mean much. Even without Caitlin's actions, the Civil War would have ended up. The hidden contradictions within the entire Seven Kingdoms have reached a peak. No matter what the means, it is impossible to quell it. The only option when reshuffling. Since it was unavoidable, Lin Xuan still tended to control it in the plot he was familiar with. Lin Xuan needed a stable regime, but this regime could only be born out of killing and blood.

And Bran, of course Lin Xuan could cure him. But he didn't go in the end. You must know that Bran is the one who was chosen by the Three-Eyed Raven. His fate is related to the main line of the mysterious survey of this world, and there may even be a god or something like that behind it. Although the gods of this world had not shown any great power, the word 'god' alone had already made Lin Xuan jealous.

Before he had enough strength, Lin Xuan didn't plan to face any existence related to gods. So, he got up and left Winterfell. And secretly followed Catherine. The little devil is Lin Xuan's favorite character in the entire story. Lin Xuan has always wanted to get close to this character.

A medieval tavern, although it was noon. But it was already full of guests. Most of them are some mercenaries, rangers and the like. It was the tavern door that opened, and a strange man walked in.

He has a height of about 1.7 meters and a well-proportioned figure. This place in the Northland looks a little thin. The appearance of black hair and black eyes makes him particularly conspicuous. Although there are similar races in this world, they live on another continent. For most of the people of the Seven Kingdoms, it's just a character in the story. The most surprising thing was that he had a cat on his shoulder. And some mercenaries who know the goods have already recognized it. It was a shadow lynx. An apex predator that is only found deep in the neck. Although this is only a juvenile body at the moment, it is enough to dispel the careful thoughts of some ill-intentioned guys.

Lin Xuan ignored everyone's eyes. He just walked straight to one of the tables.

Tyrion was a little surprised, most people in the world except his brother would look disgusted when they saw him. He was a dwarf with an ugly appearance. He has always been regarded as an ominous person in this world. He's been in the bar for a while. But except for the maid who was rewarded by his generous tip, no one ever gave him a smile anymore. And he knew very well that it didn't know the young man in front of him.

"Can I do this?" Lin Xuan asked.

"Of course." Tyrion hesitated for a moment but agreed. He himself was a little curious about this strange young man.

"I'm sorry, except for you, the rest of the table really can't sit anywhere." Lin Xuan took the initiative to speak.

Tyrion was stunned for a moment, and then randomly understood. Most of the taverns were mercenaries, with a body smell and a smell of alcohol. And it doesn't care if the table is clean or not. But Tyrion is different. Although it was ugly, it was an aristocratic background after all. I'm sure I'll have my servants clean it carefully before you sit down.

"Is this a shadow lynx?" Tyrion took the initiative to open the conversation. He pointed to the little guy lying on Lin Xuan's shoulder and asked.

"Yes, I bought it in Winterfell. I gave him a name called Shadow. ”