"Yes, that's it. Dividing things that are actually exactly the same into different categories and selling them at different prices may seem like a fantastical marketing technique in Westeros, but to the once-modern Iger, it is a common trick: "I'm just offering an idea, and you can think outside the box." The classification can be far more than military and civilian, and there can be three grades: high, medium and low. Another example is lipstick, you can also divide the color number, and soap, according to the proportion of spices, you can also divide the fragrance type...... As long as you don't break the law, or don't break the law to the point of disgusting people of the rank of the Prime Minister and the King, the way to make money is never despicable."

Nina's eyes flashed with a strange look: "I understand, I'll write it down when I go back and put it into practice as soon as possible!"

As the on-stage ghoul killing show came to an end, the announcement of the launch of the obsidian merchandise was completed, and the auction of the obsidian spear ended...... The crowd in the square began to disperse. Nina and Iger continued to discuss the feasibility of various sales methods...... Emotionally speaking, just talking to her idol and sweetheart already makes her happy, not to mention that she can always hear new ideas from the other party's mouth?

While talking with great interest, a plainly dressed man came from not far away, climbed the steps, and greeted him excitedly: "Miss Nina, are you here too, to watch their ghoul killing!"

"Hmm. Nina, who had been called, turned her head and recognized the speaker, and quickly introduced Iger and the visitor to each other: "My lord, this is the improver of lipstick cream and soap, Blair, I mentioned it to you. Blair, the one in front of you, is the manager of the Night's Watch industry, Chief Logistics Officer, Lord Iger West. ”

"Lord Iger!" Blair had never met the legendary boss at all, but that didn't affect his ability to judge his identity - Nina, who was in charge of inspecting his inventions and approving grant applications, was already a great figure, and it must be a higher level of character to make such a strong woman make a bird-like gesture, showing a look of adoration and joy. Thinking about this, I hurriedly came over to talk, and sure enough: "I didn't expect to see you here, it's a great honor!"

"Blair, a long-time famous. Egger nodded at him with a faint expression, and in front of him was a guy who was good at mashing powders and liquids into solids such as paste or soap, "How are you doing lately, are you researching any new inventions?" ”

Life was naturally much better than before, and without the discovery and sponsorship of the Night's Watch industry, he would still be a useless citizen of King's Landing, but Blair knew that the big man in front of him would not be interested in how his life was, so he answered the second question directly: "I've been trying to cure kerosene lately, making it a substance that is better and more durable than candles, but safer than liquid kerosene." ”

"Interesting idea, but I have to warn you that even if your new invention is successful, it will not necessarily replace candles and liquid kerosene, dominate the market, and make a lot of money because of the duplication of functions. Iger no longer needs to deliberately play a role, and can enter the perspective of a leader anytime and anywhere to give guidance: "Instead of improving and improving, inventing something that is not in the world for the time being or that others urgently need is the king." ”

Although he didn't understand it very well, but the big man spoke differently, Blair said secretly in his heart, staring at Iger nervously: "My lord, for example, can you give me a more detailed hint?"

I'm going to be able to give me a detailed hint, what else do I want you to do? Egg secretly thought it was funny, but his mind turned subconsciously after relaxing for a long time, and before he could speak, he had a flash of inspiration, where was he standing now? On the steps of the Alchemist's Guild Hall, in the deep cellar under his feet, there were countless wildfires that were far deadlier and more terrifying than kerosene, enough to burn down the entire King's Landing.

Wildfires are too unsafe to be used in conventional warfare, but what if this shortcoming can be overcome?

......

"Okay, don't mess around, I'll give you a task - whatever you want, raise the ignition temperature of the wildfires to a safe line, and if possible, make them paste or lumpy...... A safer and easier state to transport. Egger was shocked by his sudden thought, which he should have thought of a long time ago: "Nina, the Alchemists' Guild left behind King's Landing, can you contact you?" ”

"If you know where you live, you should be able to find it. ”

"Send someone to find him, get some cans of wildfire for Blair to experiment, and choose a remote place in the industrial park outside the city, and pay attention to safety. Iger patted Blair on the shoulder, although he may not be much older than the other party, but his status and power make people old: "Do a good job, young man, if you succeed, come to the office to find me, and there will be a lot of rewards." ”

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After reading the letter from the Bachelor, Eddard Stark sat in his chair, rubbed his temples, and stared at the candle flame on the table. Although most of it was good news, the feeling of depression was still flooding my chest. He wanted to go to the Sacred Wood Forest, to kneel under the tree of his heart and pray that the king's injuries would heal as soon as possible, but deep down he knew that it was futile...... Even if the old gods really existed, how much divine power could there be in the south, far away from the north?

A guard knocked on the door: "Your Excellency, the King wants to summon you." ”

"Summoning me?" Ed repeated in confusion, not knowing what Robert wanted to do, but decided to comply, and he got up from his chair, "Let's go." ”

......

After a dry but spiky moat and a heavily guarded drawbridge ready to rise, Ed entered the city within a city, the King's home, Megg Tower. Turning left and right, Ed came to the door of the king's bedchamber.

Ser Barristan Selmy was here, and the old knight had been in a deep state of self-reproach since the attack on the king that day, and although Ed had repeatedly reassured him that it was his own mistake and that Genos Slint had lost time, it did nothing to ease the old knight's pain.

He didn't protect Rhaeggar, he didn't protect Elis, and now he didn't protect Robert...... As the captain of the Kingsguard, he has repeatedly been unable to hold on to his post and perform his duties well, and nothing can make him more painful. Barristan shook his head at Ed, who understood that his condition was not getting better, and his heart grew heavier.

"Lord Eddard Stark, Hand of the King. The head of the Wang family opened the door and announced loudly.

"Come on in. Robert shouted in a muffled voice.

There was a faint stench wafting through the room, faintly recognizable even when diluted by the scent of new bouquets of flowers on the walls. The smell is slightly similar to the smell of a ghoul's rotting arm, known as the breath of death...... It was for this reason that Eddard finally made up his mind to get the ghouls out of the Red Keep, but it turned out that either it was too late or the king's health deteriorated had nothing to do with it.

The wound from the knife on Robert's back has almost healed, but for some reason his physical condition is still getting worse and worse, and with the strange smell of his body, it has become more and more difficult to defecate. Due to his size and weight, every time he went to the bathroom, it was like a fight in the room...... At this moment, the young maester who had replaced Paisel for the king's wounds was by his side, and Lan Li paced anxiously in front of the window, and Margaery Tyrell sat on the edge of the bed like a virtuous wife, her hair disheveled, and her face haggard and dazed.

"Ned, come here. Robert said in a muffled voice, "Everyone else, stand down, and I'm going to talk to the Prime Minister alone." ”

"Your Majesty, you need someone to take care of you......" Margaery said eagerly, coming back to her senses.

"I'm going to talk to the Prime Minister alone. Margaery wasn't Cersei after all, Robert repeated, though impatient, but still kept a hint of politeness, "I think a clever girl like you should be able to understand the lingua franca." ”

Margaery glanced helplessly at Eddard, stood up, and walked out of the room with the others.

Ed stood and watched the young and slender back of the Flower of the Court go away, leaving the room and closing the door, before hearing Robert hum and laugh to himself, "This little rose...... I was full of thoughts about becoming a queen, and I finally got my wish, but it's a pity...... Ahem...... I'm a stinky man. ”

"Your Majesty will be well, we have brought in the best doctors and scholars of the royal domain. ”

"Collect those clichés, Ned, I have a feeling that I'm going to die. ”

"The wound heals okay—"

"But it's all rotten inside, I can feel it!" Robert interrupted Ed in annoyance, "Life is draining from my body little by little, do you think I can't smell the stench? ”

"The battle in Golden Tooth City has begun, Robb sent a letter, swearing to me that he could take it within three days, as for Deep Cave City, due to its geographical advantage, I am afraid that it will not be able to be attacked in a short time, and it is estimated that it will have to wait for the Storm Land army and the king to converge...... As for the side of the Chicken Hall, the war has begun, but the distance is too far, the latest news is still two days ago, and now it may have been breached, and the army of the Tyrells is approaching Lannisport. ”

"Very good, Lannisters ......" Robert wanted to say that he would not let go of any of them, but thinking about his brother's temper, he could only sigh: "Forget it, kill as many as you want, let as many people as you want to see the Great Wall, whatever you want." There's only one thing, Tywin and the pair of dogs he gave birth to must die! Also, it's time for the guardian of the Westside to change!"

Is this a will? Ed was uneasy.

"Don't look at me like that, yes, it's a will. Robert seemed to see through Ed's thoughts, "If I were you, I would write it down with pen and paper." It's on the table over there, hurry up. ”

Ed hesitated for a few seconds, sighed in his heart, and brought a pen and paper: "Your Majesty, please instruct." ”

"Here's the testament of Robert I of House Baratheon, the Andals, and others — put all those fucking ghost titles in, you know which ones they are. I hereby appoint Eddard of House Stark, Duke of Winterfell, Hand of Kings, as Lord Regent and Guardian of the Realm...... Since my death...... I take charge of state affairs - as for the throne, you know who to pass it on, write it. ”

Stannis Baratheon. Ed's face was full of sadness, but his subordinates did not hesitate at all: "What else?"

"Write whatever you have to write, observe, protect, old and new gods...... Messy rules, you, as the Hand of the King, will not know. I'll sign it when I'm done. When I'm dead, I'll give this to the Imperial Council. ”

"Robert," Ed's tone was full of sadness, "don't do this, don't leave me. The country needs you. ”

"Hmph......" Robert shook his head with a strong feeling of weakness, "Ned Stark, you...... I'm not going to lie. The country is well ...... What kind of faint king am I, a faint king like Aerys, no one needs me except for the bunch of female cousins I have been up to...... May the gods forgive. ”

"No," Ed shook his head, "Your Majesty, you are not like Aerys, you are much better than him. ”

"Maybe it's a little better than him, at least people will say...... The last thing I've ever done in my life...... That's right. The country will be handed over to you. You're going to hate governance more than I do...... But you'll do well. Are you done?"

"All right, Your Majesty. Ed handed the paper to the king, and Robert struggled to prop himself up, and signed his name with one hand, and immediately threw down the pen when he was done: "Someone needs to witness the seal." ”

"Wait a minute, there's a couple of things to do, just listen to it. If the Tyrells do their part in this battle, give them a place in the Imperial Council, so they don't run around without a head. Don't give the land in the west, the river bend is big enough. The king hesitated, sighed, and said something else: "And, whoever the three children are, let them live." I know that this could lay the groundwork for chaos in the Seven Kingdoms...... But...... Forget it, don't explain, it's selfish, I'm not a cold-blooded animal after all. Whatever you want, hide it or send it to Essos...... And also...... That Targaryen girl named Daenerys, stop thinking about killing her, gods have mercy, all stop. ”

It was completely different from the usual Robert, but Ed wasn't happy at all, if only he had been so sane and calm earlier?

"I will, friend," said Eddard, "I swear in the name of the gods, old and new. ”

"All right, now, let them in. I'll try to live a few more days, give you time to prepare mentally, you don't have to come to see me every day, save your energy and do something serious...... Also, let the girl of the Tyrells family stop guarding here, I don't want to let outsiders look at this miserable appearance when I am dying. The king laughed: "Ask the bachelor to have something that will anesthetize me, Robert I of Baratheon, and my last wish is that I may die in my sleep, and ask the gods to bless me from incontinence after death...... Hell yes, it's ridiculous. ”

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