The waiter was dressed in a washed and white robe.

He pushed open the door and entered, lit the oil lamp on the wall, and the small room was full of strange smells.

Jaime Lannister pretending to sleep in bed.

"Someone. The waiter called out softly, in a gentle and polite voice.

Jaime let out a slight snort.

The waiter turned to the glass bottle cabinet, and Jaime opened his eyes slightly, and he saw the waiter put the strangled man into the glass of water, and flushed into half a cup of hot water.

There was a sound of footsteps, and in the glimmer of the eye, the faceless man walked in, crouched down, and took out a large glass bottle from under the cabinet shelf, and inside was a small black speckled snake.

Black Snake.

The first time Jaime saw the black snake, he got goosebumps all over his body. The body trembled slightly involuntarily. The head of the black snake is triangular and black iron, and it is obviously extremely poisonous.

The Faceless Ones' mouths sizzle and are accompanied by strange syllables that Jaime has the impression of being Valyrian Higher, a language that has disappeared from everyday life. The syllables were difficult to understand, but the variation of the syllables was simple, there were only five syllables over and over again, and Jaime easily memorized those five syllables.

Dark magic spell or snake language?

Jaime couldn't tell.

He is proficient in swordsmanship, and he has learned the indomitable spirit of chivalry since he was a child.

As the syllables repeated, the little snake seemed to hear the snake language, and it crawled out meekly along the fingers of the Faceless One, and with the syllables coiled the Faceless One's index finger, as if wearing a ring around the faceless index finger.

The waiter, for goodness, handed the cup of water that had melted the strangled one to the Faceless One.

The fingers of the faceless man were reversed, and as the syllables were spat out one by one, the black snake opened its mouth and puffed out fangs as thin as the tips of small needles, and the fangs shot out a line of black poisonous juice in the water cup, which did not disperse, and the water in the transparent water cup seemed to have a thin black thread wrapped around it.

The picture is elegant and beautiful.

Jaime was furious in his heart, and he regretted it to the extreme.

He secretly gathered strength in his arms, and when the Faceless One came to feed him, he slammed the Faceless One's throat.

The Faceless One wears no armor and no neck armor to protect its throat. The hardness of the joints of the human larynx is very poor, and it can be shattered with a quick and hard blow.

The Faceless One stood up and shook the glass slightly, and the black thread gradually spread out, invisible and invisible. There is no noticeable change in the color of the transparent water.

"Grace and my lord, do you need to add other poisons to strangle the strangulated?"

"No need, the poison of the black ring neutralizes the poison of the strangled person, the toxicity is reduced, and the pain is doubled, but someone is strong enough. ”

The little black snake that makes people feel frightened at a glance actually has a very elegant name: the black ring.

"Yes, Grace and Lord. Wei Shan said.

If Jaime Lannister had known in advance that he would be using gold to worship such a place of life and death, he would definitely choose to join the Golden Knights without hesitation.

"Hold someone's arms. The Faceless One said, turning around, backlit, and Jaime's eyes closed slightly.

The waiter held his arms down, and he couldn't crush the throat of the Faceless One.

Then smash the waiter's throat first.

There's no way around it.

The waiter approached, and Jaime, judging by the change in light he felt in his voice and eyes, jerked to his feet, and slammed his right hand into his predetermined throat.

Syllable!

The blow hit the waiter in the throat.

The sound of broken bones rang out.

The waiter stepped back and reached out to cover his throat.

The waiter coughed violently.

However, Jaime Lannister didn't break the waiter's throat as expected. After his blow, his strength was lost, and he realized that his weakness was stronger than he had imagined. He also felt his own panting and the heat of his body.

There is no doubt that he is sick.

"Hold him down!" the faceless man was expressionless, and the look of an ordinary young man's face made Jaime's heart tingle.

"I paid for the offering. Jaime emphasized. He noticed that his voice was hoarse, a very indistinct one, which was by no means his, but of his own.

What's wrong with his throat?

What happened to his vocal cords?

Damaged by poison?

Just a few words made his throat tear and ache.

The waiter came up a second time, this time on guard, and Jaime Lannister was easily subdued by him, holding his arms down, unable to move.

The Faceless Man pinched his chin and poured the cup of poison with the Black Ring and the Strangler into Jaime's throat.

Jaime was horrified, and he struggled violently, and suddenly felt a great strength, and broke free from the waiter's grasp, and when he staggered out of bed, he found that the waiter and the faceless man had retreated to the door, and two pairs of eyes as calm as a winter lake looked at him indifferently.

"I'm going to die. Jaime thought to himself.

He tried to rush at the Faceless, but stumbled forward, and as his hand was about to take him by the throat, the Faceless One said, "Someone has one more day to live." ”

Jaime's hand stopped, and he drank the Black Ring and the Strangler's poison, but he didn't die. He knew that the strangulation of the poison would kill him quickly.

"One day?"

"Yes, one day, one day, somebody went to the fishmonger's market in the east and killed somebody, somebody's name was Baldwin. ”

"Baldwin? That's the name of the rich merchant just now. “

"Yes!"

"Why did you kill the rich merchant just now, but he's your client, when did the Faceless start killing clients to get high commissions?"

"Someone is wrong, the Faceless One never kills someone indiscriminately. ”

"Someone paid the price for the life of the rich merchant. ”

"I don't know, I just received someone's name, and now, that name called Gabur Teuton no longer exists. ”

"Just a name. ”

"Yes, you got a name this time too. If someone dies, someone can live, and if they don't die, they won't live, and they won't forget their facelessness. ”

"How am I going to kill Baldwin, I don't even have the strength to hold a sword right now. ”

"Someone has learned how to kill Baldwin, Valyrian, Black Ring. The Faceless One said.

Jaime felt his strength come back a bit.

He turned his head to look at the glass bottle under the shelf, and the black ring was swimming in the glass.

Valyrian syllables, snake language, black magic, black rings.

He turned and walked over to the glass bottle, remembering the five syllables of the Faceless, and he said them in turn, and the Black Ring stopped swimming and looked up at Jaime.

Jaime's scalp was numb, and he wanted to turn away, but his right hand slowly stretched out, and he only had one day to live, and he knew that the Faceless One did what he said he would do, and that in the face of death, the Faceless One always had the first reputation.

Baldwin died, he lived.

He understands the rule: no death, no life.

Jaime spat out the five Valyrian syllables in sequence again, and the black ring seemed to understand this time, and climbed up along Jaime's fingers,

A glimmer of palpitations ran from the fingers up the arm and finally into Jaime's heart.

He shivered all over.

The Black Ring immediately sensed it, and looked up at Jaime as if to see if this guy was its new owner.

Jaime knew that his purgatory had begun, and that he wanted to learn how to change shapes, but instead learned to poison. It seems that the price of every purgatory failure is the loss of one's own life.

Immortal, non-living.

This is the Faceless One who deserves to be destroyed!

"Someone will learn the supreme swordsmanship of the Faceless, and someone will learn the incomparably superb transfiguration technique, but someone will need to erase a few names. The Faceless One said lightly, "Or erase your own name." ”