I don't know if she felt the killing intent on the man's body, or if she consciously took the blame, the casualness on Melisandre's face faded away - she looked at Egg in front of her for a moment without saying a word, and soon the corners of her mouth raised: "Okay." ”

The Night's Watch is the backbone of the fight against the Lord of Light's nemesis, and Egger is the first Blackshirt member she's seen since arriving in Westeros, and even though she despises mortals, she ultimately decides not to offend potential important allies in a hurry.

The red-robed woman turned around, led the man to the two chairs in the corner of the room, and motioned for him to sit down and speak: "Ask, as long as my lord does not forbid me to answer, I know everything." ”

Iger was unceremonious and strode over to a chair: "You said I have the aura of a strange god on me, what's going on?"

"To be precise, there are two breaths in you, one full of evil but extremely weak, and the other with a very strong residual energy but no malice...... All in all, you're lucky to be alive today. ”

"Why do I have these two breaths?" asked Egg, half-incredulously, he was a materialist, but this was not the world he was in, and the woman in front of him showed his unexplainable power, no longer believing in evil...... At first, I could only be cautious about her words, "I'm just an ordinary Night's Watch soldier. ”

"No, you're not. I just saw you fighting a servant of the Chill God in the fire, you are heroic, it is rare for a mortal to kill such a magical creature. The moment you kill it, you're no longer an ordinary night watchman - but a night watchman who catches the attention of the cold god. Melisandre waved her hand and motioned for the guard to leave and closed the door: "That evil aura on your body is a remnant of that battle, so that you will be discovered faster than your other comrades when you appear within the perception range of the Cold God and his minions." ”

Egger's heart sank, not only for the other party's ability to see his past with just a few drops of blood, but also for the content of Melisandre's words - she was targeted by the cold god, but what the hell is the "cold god", the nickname of the Night King?, etc., did she really see the picture of herself killing the strange ghost from the fire, or did Eddard Stark or Jao Mormont write to Stannis to talk about it and then she knew about it?

......

"What about the other 'powerful' aura. Egger's mind was churning, and he asked quietly, "I did kill a stranger, but that was the strongest enemy I have ever faced in my life, and I won by luck because of the contempt of the other party—if there was only a little bit of evil in that battle, then if I had to bring the aura that you think was 'powerful', then what the hell would I have to fight again?"

"What makes me strange is here, the presence that left another breath on you is far weaker than the cold god, but the traces left behind are so obvious, theoretically, this abnormal situation can only be formed if you are directly fighting with him, or even in person. But you, a mortal, could never be alive after fighting such a being, and what was even stranger—the picture I saw in the fire was that of a little boy falling from a very high place. If you want me to continue explaining, then you have to tell me first, what's going on?"

"Don't you see everything, do you need me to say?"

"Finding out what has happened from the fire is not as magical as you think. Melisandre waited for Egg to sit down in one of the chairs before taking the same seat across from him: "I threw your blood into the fire and saw something—in this step it was not your blood that worked, but the two forces that your blood contained. That evil aura was weak, so I could only see a few images, and I saw the round of battles between you and the servants of the Cold God, whom you Night's Watch call strangers, almost all together, and the moment you stabbed the dragon crystal into its belly, and that was all, but it was enough to explain everything. The other breath was the opposite, it was intense, strong enough for me to see several images in succession. You run around talking to a boy on the roof, and he falls, and I can't hear the conversation between you, and I can't analyze what it has to do with a god, so I need your further explanation. What the hell were you doing?"

"I was stopping ......," Iger explained with a frown, and suddenly a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind, and a word instantly squeezed into his mind: Green Prophet!

......

The traverser set off a storm in his heart, and it was very embarrassing to prevent Bran from falling from the building, but it made him understand a truth: interfering with the plot must be done in a more ingenious way, and he can't go into battle in person.

Being able to learn from failures is something that Iger has always prided himself on. But listening to Melisandre today, could it be that her own operation failed to change the outcome not because of poor thinking or something wrong, but because she was working against a powerful being?

Just like the stock market, no matter how god-like the retail investors are, they can't stop the big dealers from cutting leeks; no matter how rich the big dealers have the capital and connections of the country, they will never dare to play against the national team, and it is not a level of play between the two sides at all, and the result is not to guess at all!

Bran's fall from the building was not a coincidence, but someone or "god" deliberately wanted this to happen!

Thinking about it, only the Green Prophet is suspicious of this, but why did he have to Bran fall from the building, could it be that the child couldn't run outside the fortress to receive the inheritance if he wasn't crippled? Also, that day, the Lannister siblings were evil and went into the first castle in front of themselves to cheat, and the bear child of the Stark family was also determined to go up to the top of the tower to feed the crows, is this all the Green Prophet playing ghosts?

Melisandre watched Egger stop talking, her face changed again and again, thinking that he had something to hide, and a hint of gloom flashed on her soft face: "Night Watch friend, I am so rude that I haven't even asked your name until now. ”

"You can call me Egger. ”

"Then Egger, if you know anything, you better tell me. ”

Witches are human too, and she has a first impression of things she has only heard of - unlike the people of Westeros, who don't believe in the existence of the Wraiths, the Night's Watch who are stationed at the Far Wall and stand on the front lines of the fight against the Wraiths must be tough guys. So, after thinking about it for a while, she decided to soften: "The two gods who left a breath on you don't have much power in the south, but after all, they are existences that can pinch you to death with one finger, and now, only the Lord of Light can protect you." ”

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Iger hesitated, he didn't know if the "gods" in this world were all-powerful beings like the legends, or simply more powerful beings with magic, but either way, there was no doubt about one thing: the Lord of Light, also known as the Red God, was one of the extraordinary powers that absolutely existed in this world.

If you have to hug a thigh, Rahlo's iron must be thick enough, under normal circumstances, believing in him is a choice, but Iger faces a problem: he is not an ordinary person, there are too many secrets on his body, the so-called puppet is not guilty, if he rashly throws himself into the arms of a god, it is naturally good if he can cooperate openly and honestly, but in case this "god" Coveting a large amount of knowledge in his head or being curious about the wider world outside this world, wanting to eat and wipe out all the information and then discard or even extinguish it, he has no power to resist at all.

He couldn't even do a sacrifice to the Red God, and he wasn't qualified to bargain with any existence in this realm. It's never wise to put your life in the hands of someone you don't know until you have the strength to sit at the same table.

Moreover, he had to worry about the identity he had made up before: how could an outsider who had crossed the sunset across the sea quickly integrate into Westeros' society as quickly as possible, and tell secrets that ordinary locals didn't know?

In this cold and cruel world, where there is an incomprehensible supernatural power, it is absolutely right to be cautious.

Iger made a confused expression, organized his words slightly, and spoke: "It was during King Robert's northern tour, and I accompanied Chief Ranger Bunyan Stark to the Northern Guardian to report on the movements of the Wild Beasts and the Wraiths. On that day, I was training alone in a corner of Winterfell, and I saw Duke Stark's second son climbing the wall, and I was afraid that he would fall, so I spoke up to discourage him...... But the boy didn't listen to anything, and at last he was frightened by the sudden probe of the first fort. But no matter how you look at it, it's just an accident, and if I offend any god in the process, it could only be that god wants Bran to fall to death or cripple him? But what's the point?"

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