"It's finally over!" After dealing with the temptation, Jones simply ate some barbecue, and then took his leave, citing the exhaustion of the journey, and the residence was arranged by the Tyrells.

The room was in the castle on the hill, and when you looked down, you could see all kinds of lights in the outer city, but in the distance, it was almost pitch black, like the huge jaws of a monster devouring everything, with no light or sound.

"In ancient times, there was still some boredom, I don't know how these people passed the time. Jones, who was blowing the cold wind, thought to himself.

"Master Jones, I'm in. A sweet voice rang out, and a tall, brown-haired, blue-eyed young maid pushed the door open.

"Are you?" Jones asked curiously.

"I'm here to serve the adults in the bath," said the maid, dressed in thin sand and carrying a large jug of hot water.

"And the service?" Jones asked, as if he had thought of something, a little uncertain.

The maid smiled and did not speak, but walked slowly in front of Jones, gently helped him take off his thick coat, and from time to time her hand stroked his abdomen a few times.

Jones had never experienced such an exciting thing in his two lives combined, and his face was flushed instantly, and he didn't feel good, but he couldn't say anything if he refused, so he could only let her peel himself off.

Then the other party's hand was still playing up and down his body, and just as Jones was about to pounce on the maid, the other party suddenly giggled, broke free of his unruly big hand, twisted and ran to the door and said, "Miss asked me to ask you, do you like the last thing you want before going to bed tonight?"

After saying that, he went out in a flash, leaving the excited Jones stunned on the spot. "This?"

......

"The women of this world are also small-minded, and they are still the eldest lady of the second richest family, and the young lady of the Lannister family of the first family must be much more atmospheric than her, after all, she is the queen. Jones complained as he absentmindedly poured hot water into the barrel.

"Hey, it's my senses that are delusional, or the water isn't hot enough. When he put his hand into the hot water, something was unusual, he could feel that the water was very hot, but he didn't feel any pain, but he was surrounded by this heat and made him feel very comfortable.

Then he poured all the hot water into the barrel and sat down, which made him more sure of his judgment that the water was hot, but that the heat did not make him feel pain, but pleasure.

"Is it because of the lava giant in the river of time?" Jones closed his eyes and recalled all the details of the recent past, finally thinking that it could only be related to this. "Then I should have some special abilities!" he thought excitedly.

The word superpower has a huge attraction for him who has traveled through time, which is a common fantasy of earthlings.

Carefully experiencing the changes in his body, he found that his blood flow increased rapidly, and the heat in the hot water was also carried away by the blood, from the water to the body.

After a while, the water cooled, and his blood flow rate returned to normal and no longer absorbed heat.

"Since it can absorb heat, it should be able to release it as well. Naked, he jumped out of the barrel and stared at his hands as if he wanted to see a flower.

"How could there be no reaction?"

"Even if it's a battery, if it can be charged, it will definitely be discharged!"

"No, really?"

Anxious, he moved around the room until he passed a certain critical point, like an engine starting, and the blood flowed at an accelerated pace.

His body temperature immediately began to rise, his body turned red, the water droplets on the surface of his skin turned to steam, and Jones became like an angry roast duck.

"God, with my ability, I can boil eggs by hand when I go out in the future. ”

After a while, he felt the heat in his blood be released, the flow speed dropped again, and his body temperature returned to normal.

"If it's just to this extent, I'm still a hot kang head for my wife and children, what do I want to struggle, it doesn't exist. Jones thought to himself, and then he moved his gaze to one of the oil lamps in the room.

Carefully removing the lampshade, as if opening a winning ticket, he tentatively reached a finger to the flame.

"Hot!"

"But it doesn't hurt!"

"Haha! that's true," said an excited Jones, covering his entire palm over the flames, and this time he felt the substance of the flames sweep over his palms like water, and the fire was no longer empty air in his senses.

Then it was as if he had turned on the engine again, and the blood began to flow faster, absorbing the heat from the flames until his arm was sore.

"Now, release!"

Jones recalled the feeling he felt when he had just succeeded, a faint layer of fireflies began to appear on the surface of his body, and then, like a torch in the wind, it went out with a pop, and his blood flow rate returned to normal, apparently just now, the absorbed heat was consumed.

"Three seconds for a real man? no, less than three seconds. He touched his chin, and his face was not very good. "It seems that the energy provided by the flame is too small, and it can only absorb part of it, so what can be released is very pitiful. ”

"In the future, we must either find a way to increase the power of the energy source, or speed up the speed and efficiency of absorption, otherwise it will be equivalent to a little magic, which is useless. ”

......

"This is a master swordsman from a free trade city-state, Joaquin. The Tyrells gave it to you as the settlement of yesterday's gamble. The next morning, a maid came to Jones with a thin, black, curly-haired man.

"I'm not your slave," Joaquin replied angrily at the maid's words, "watch your words. ”

"Miss, let me remind you that those who offend the free trade city-states can still run for their lives, but if they offend the Tyrells, they can only go to the seven hells. ”

When Joaquin heard the maid's threat, he walked up to Jones like a pickled balloon and saluted, "My lord, I will belong to you." ”

Jones shuddered a few times when he heard a man say such "ambiguous" words, but he still endured the discomfort, "Yes, you can follow me in the future." ”

After saying that, Jones urged him to pack his things, and the two of them were about to start their journey.

I don't know if it was because Jones didn't have enough weight, or because he swept Margaery's face yesterday, and when he left, no one came to see him off, and he himself ended up relaxed.

......

"So you're using this light sword," Jones found on the way that Joaquin was more like an assassin than a warrior in the north he remembered, but the other party's pace was indeed clever, and he had practiced with him a few times, and he had always been at a disadvantage.

"Master Jones, your strength is indeed beyond that of ordinary people, but you can't contain it, so that as long as the opponent dodges an attack, your fatal parts will be exposed. Joaquin said euphemistically.

Jones nodded embarrassedly, and the other party's meaning translated, except for a body, you are very weak.

"For the rest of the journey, you will practice your attacks and dodges with me, and learn to control the sword in your hand, instead of wielding a hoe like a peasant. ”

The two of them trained as they slowly marched along the Rose Avenue towards King's Landing.

Jones is very yearning for the capital of the seven kingdoms of the Otherworldly Continent, just a high court owned by a family is so magical and magnificent, the capital should be even more magnificent.

You can also get together for the king's funeral and feel the exotic atmosphere.