Melisandre returned to her room.

She suddenly felt chills in her body.

The ruby in her throat glowed a faint red, like a mysterious eye.

"How is this possible?" Mélisandre muttered to herself, slowly kneeling down with her hands outstretched, "Scarlet, why can I only see one battle, did I do something wrong and was blinded, or did Eddard Stark deliberately slander me?"

Outside Melisandre's closed door stood several men, as well as her servants.

Among them, the most noble is Queen Selyse.

They all saw the displeasure on Melisandre's face.

Melisandre held supreme in Queen Cylise's heart, and Celis was the most devout follower of Melisandre. The other ladies turned to the Red God after witnessing Melisandre's prophecy.

For the first time, Melisandre lost faith in herself.

Because Eddard Stark saw two battles in the flames, and Stannis I believed what Eddard Stark said.

This struck a blow to the sacredness in Melisandre's heart.

She has served the Red God for hundreds of years (the original book and other information reveal that Melisandre is over four hundred years old, and the ruby in her throat is the source of her energy and the fountain of youth, which is not visible in the TV series). How could he be defeated by Eddard Stark, a northern guy who doesn't believe in the Red God.

If what does Eddard Stark see for real?

Obviously, someone may know her well enough to influence her sensitivity to fire prophecy.

Or maybe the will of the Red God came to Eddard Stark.

There are a lot of possibilities, and a lot of uncertainties, and it can't be ruled out that Eddard Stark is lying.

Melisandre knelt on the carpet, closed her eyes and began to pray, praying to her Red God, hoping that the Red God would give her true prophecy and revelation and courage in return.

Her body was shaking, she was terrified.

Behind her, a shadow of Stannis I faintly appeared, gently caressing her shoulders, as if to comfort her.

Melisandre's Protective Squire: The Shadow Killer.

Rahlo: The Lord of Light and the God of Shadows.

*

Inside the flea nest is an orphanage that takes in orphans who have lost their parents and family members during the war.

There are hundreds of lucky ones inside.

They were indeed lucky, and many of the orphans who had suffered the same fate as them were either not able to enter the orphanage or were killed by their parents.

More than a dozen bags of precious white rice and flour were moved into the orphanage by a group of beggars with their sleeves and trouser legs rolled up.

To enter the orphanage gate, one must pass through a very dirty laneway.

The residents of the tall residential buildings on both sides would get up early in the morning and open the windows, pour the last night's urine and urine down through the windows, and pour them into the alleyway in front of the gate of this orphanage.

The stench of this alley is indescribable.

The ground was also never clean. The only cleaners, wild dogs and pouring rain.

The staff of the orphanage or the orphans had to go out, either with a broken piece of wood on their heads, or they stood on tiptoe against the wall.

An old monk dressed in patched linen clothes standing on the roof of the orphanage, with his legs rolled up and his trouser legs pulled up high, holding a staff in his hand, stood on the roof of the three floors of the orphanage, shouting to the residents of the residential buildings on both sides of the alleyway: "I am the son of the seven gods, and you are not allowed to pour any more dirt into the alleyway. ”

Many of the residents stood at the window and peeked out of the window when they heard the roar, not daring to face the ragged monk's roar.

In the courtyard of the orphanage, on the roof, there were beggars in rags.

Their garments were embroidered with the monk's seven-pointed star.

This is a group of monks from out of town who call themselves sparrows, and they have accents everywhere.

"Whoever dares to pour dirt into this alleyway again, I will arrest him and judge him. The ragged old monk said. His accent was the standard lingua franca, and his native local accent had been lost in years of sermons.

Most residents remained silent.

But there are always exceptions.

A window was opened, and a large bucket of dirt fell with a bang.

"You have offended the Seven Gods. The old friar cried out, "You have sinned, and you must be judged." ”

", old beggar. The man on the other side laughed and made a humiliating gesture at the old beggar, "We have lived here for hundreds of years, where are you from the old thing, dare to care about us." Flea nest is the rule, get out of here and beg, old thing. ”

The old monk was not angry, but ordered: "Go and catch the villain who blasphemed the seven gods, and he must be judged by a stranger." ”

The stranger in the monks' mouths refers to the god of death.

The man at the opposite window was stout, maybe he had been a mercenary, or he was still a mercenary. In King's Landing, in addition to the royal family's black armor army and the knights of the nobles, it is the mercenaries who can run amok.

And the most notorious mercenary legion in King's Landing is the Warrior Regiment, which is secretly controlled by Will. The most powerful mercenary in the Warriors is Robert Strong, the living dead. - Gregor Clegane, formerly the Magic Mountain.

So, out of the orphanage came a steady stream of beggars, with sticks and hoes in their hands, knives with missing blades, short knives with broken edges, and rusty long swords, and they walked out along the alleyway, turned into another street, and entered the residential buildings from the other side.

In just a few moments, a fierce fight broke out in the residential building opposite, and the guy who dared to pour dirt in front of the old monk was not alone in the family, there were several brothers, all with swords, and they were a group of mercenaries who lived by selling their blood and their lives. - King's Landing's Black Hawk mercenary group.

The fight was fierce, and the first beggars to rush in were all easily brought down by the six brothers of the Black Hawk mercenaries. As they laughed, a second group of beggars rushed in, and this time, while several unskilled beggar monks collapsed in pools of blood, one of the Raven mercenaries was stabbed in the stomach with a rusty sword, while the other two brothers were lightly wounded in the arm.

When the third group of beggars fell, two of the mercenary brothers in the room were killed, and the remaining four were all wounded. The hot blood on the ground flowed down the staircase, and more beggars and monks poured at the staircase, from the ground to the stairs on the first, second, third, fourth, and fifth floors, all crowded with people.

The four mercenaries of the Black Hawk Legion lost the courage to fight, and they were exhausted after killing an enemy several times their size. Covered in blood, they stood at the entrance of the narrow staircase, and one of the mercenaries, who had been stabbed several times, dropped his weapon and knelt in a pool of blood: "I ask for the forgiveness of Our Lady, monks. ”

Several sticks smashed into his head, and he fell, falling on top of the bodies of the other monks.

Three more mercenaries had to take up arms and fight bloody battles again......

It wasn't long before two of the bodies of the six mercenary fighters were hung at the entrance of the orphanage, two at the east end of the alleyway, and two at the west end of the alleyway.

Six corpses, only humanoid, no humanoid, all flesh and blood blurred!