Night. Meggor House. Queen Jane Westerling's Queen's Ballroom.

- Said to be a dance hall, it had become a queen mother's council hall in Cersei's time. The hall, which can accommodate more than 100 people to dance, except for the dance floor, is designed as a bar and an upscale place for aristocrats to discuss and gather together.

Jenny sat in the bar, and Bernie Cregan told him about it.

"Your Majesty, Jorah Mormont, Missandei, Missannelo, and Daenerys Targaryen quietly walked out of the bronze gate of the Red Keep and headed for the steel gate. ”

"They're disguised?"

"Yes, Jorah is a groom, Missandei and Missannelo are servants, and Daenerys wears the civilian clothes of the soldiers of the garrison. ”

"The soldiers guarding the virgin house were bought off by them?"

"In return from my little birdie, Daenerys thanked the soldiers for their loyal escort during the day, and she invited the soldiers who guarded the virgin house to drink, and Captain Bronn was a good drinker. Na Missandei has served the good lord of Slave Bay for a long time, and she also has some means. ”

"Drugged in wine?"

"I think so. ”

"Lord Bernie, Daenerys is afraid that I will harm her, so I will travel late at night, do you have any ideas?"

Bernie Clegane smiled, "Your Majesty, my little bird is following them all the way. ”

"Your little bird won't be able to keep up with them all the way. ”

Bernie smiled mysteriously again: "Your Majesty is right. My little bird will follow them all the way out of the city, and once out of King's Landing, someone else will follow them. ”

"Someone else?"

"Yes, it's someone else who is more powerful and mysterious than the little birds. ”

"Oh, who are they?"

"Tramps, troubadours, wandering singers, mercenaries, memorans, coachmen...... Silent and mysterious Silent Sisters, monks or sorcerers, they have many different identities. ”

"Stranger?!" Jenny's heart shook slightly.

"Yes, Your Majesty, a stranger. ”

*

The Stranger, the most mysterious and unknown intelligence organization in Westeros. No one knows who the leader of the stranger is, and no one can really know the secrets of the stranger. The world only knows that as long as you can afford it, you can buy any information you want from strangers. It's just that the organization of strangers is as ethereal as a cloud, and very few people can contact them.

The Moke is also one of the seven gods of the Seven Gods, and together with the Father, the Virgin, the Maiden, the Old Woman, the Blacksmith, and the Warrior, they form the state religion of Westeros: the Faith of the Seven Gods. The statue of the stranger in the sanctuary is neither male nor female, but hermaphroditic, neither human nor human, unknown and unknowable. His half-human, oval face was black, his eyes were two stars, forever hidden under his hood, and his face was the face of death. The stranger symbolizes death and the unknown, a stranger who wanders here from afar, eternally exiled. No one sings the praises of the stranger, and few believers worship him, but usually wanderers associate themselves with strangers. In the teachings of the faith, the stranger is responsible for leading the dead to the afterlife. And the Silent Sisters in the Templar, they are often referred to as the wives of strangers.

The Silent Sisters wore gray robes and covered their faces with scarves, leaving only their eyes visible. They are the only Terrans who can talk to the dead. The Silent Sisters walk all over the continent, and they have a mission that no outsiders know about: either they are asked by someone to go to a certain place to make a wish, or they go to a certain place to fulfill a wish for the dead. The Silent Sisters are everywhere, and they don't talk to people. Their accommodation and meals during the journey are, in general, free of charge. Even the most savage and ferocious mercenaries and bandits will put away their swords when they encounter the Silent Sisters, and the people of this world, whether they are nobles or bandits, have a common agreement and will not be malicious towards the Silent Sisters.

In the Black and White Courtyard of Braavos, there is an altar dedicated to the worship of strangers. Believers in the God of a Thousand Faces believe that the Mok is the name of the God of a Thousand Faces in Westeros.

*

Jenny was a little surprised that Bernie Clegan had some kind of connection with the Stranger Organization, and it didn't seem that the connection was superficial.

"Bernie, I've heard that you can buy any information you want to know if you give money to a stranger, is the rumor true?"

"Your Majesty, the Stranger Organization is very powerful, and it is all over the southern part of our kingdom, but it is not yet magical enough to know any secrets of the world. But they do know secrets that many people can't know, and their abilities give me the impression of prophets. ”

Jenny's heart moved again.

The Prophet?!Janine thought of the name of a prophet who had planned to kill the Magic Mountain, but the plan failed.

"Bernie, I've heard that the strangers of Westeros have a very secret internal connection with the Faceless of Braavos, do you know the specifics?"

"I don't know, Your Majesty. The strangers I know are paid to do things, and as long as they accept the hiring, they are as loyal to the things that the customer tells them as they believe in the stranger. The Faceless One has a doctrine called the name exit, death comes. And the strangers have a similar doctrine, as long as they accept the commission and receive the customer's money, they will definitely go to spy on the most accurate news. The Faceless reaps life, while the Stranger never kills. ”

Jenny groaned slightly, her mind racing, and she thought about a lot of questions in an instant. She doesn't believe in the principle that strangers never kill, she thinks that since strangers want to spy on the most secret secrets, they will inevitably kill people, but they certainly don't use the stranger's face and name to kill.

"Bernie, be careful when dealing with such an unpredictable organization as the Stranger, the Green Prophet Brynden Rivers has gone to Braavos, and he is hostile to us. Dragonstone's pit plan has taught us a bloody lesson. There has been a rumor that the Strangers on our continent are a branch of the Braavos Faceless Organization. ”

"Probably not. Bernie Clegane said something uncertain in a tone of certainty.

"Oh?!" Jenny's bright gaze fixed on Bernie's face. Bernie's loyalty is unquestionable, and the status and glory that he and his wife Zeligorda have achieved today are all bestowed upon them by the Magic Mountain. Bernie is now surnamed Clegane, and he has become a member of the Clegane family.

"Your Majesty, some secrets about strangers, because of some prior promises and rules of trading, it may not be convenient for me to tell Your Majesty. What I'm most worried about now is that Daenerys is probably out of the city gates now, and I need someone to arrest them, or will Your Majesty send General Varamir to do so?"

Valamir, the most famous of the Northern Freedmen, can control six beasts at the same time to fight for him, and the eagles of the sky and all kinds of small birds can be his eyes and ears. As long as Valamir makes a move, everything can be solved quickly and perfectly. Strangers are only responsible for stalking and spying on intelligence, and they don't capture anyone for their clients, nor do they kill anyone for their clients.

"Just let the strangers follow them, and you don't have to catch them back. Jenny said lightly. A strange thought came to her mind, how much would it cost Bernie to hire them to follow Daenerys and the others for him, and that Bernie wouldn't have to pay for them?

The price of the Faceless and the Stranger is very expensive, and of course the price of the Faceless is sky-high, and the Stranger cannot be compared. But being able to afford to hire strangers is also an extremely expensive expense.

Jenny Westerling's words made Bernie Clegane stunned, Daenerys fled King's Landing, and Her Majesty the Queen, who was bent on taking Daenerys and sending her to Carrie's House for torture and humiliation during the day, said that there was no need to arrest them back?!

Bernie wondered if he had heard it wrong?!

But looking at Her Majesty's expression, there is nothing wrong or unusual. This caused Bernie to lick his lips involuntarily, which was a small detail reaction to his inner anxiety: "Your Majesty, if Daenerys successfully escapes and His Majesty returns, how are we going to explain to His Majesty?" Bernie Clegane's worry overflowed from his words. ”

"You don't have to worry, you go to the virgin's house and douse the drunk Boron with cold water, and have the soldiers of the garrison tie him up and hang him from the bronze gates of the Red Keep. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. ”

"You don't have to deal with the rest of the soldiers who are drunk and misguided, go and tell Prime Minister Jon and let the Prime Minister deal with it according to the law. ”

"Your Majesty, if this is reported to the Prime Minister, I am afraid that Prime Minister Jon will take matters into account for Boron himself. ”

Jenny groaned, there was indeed this trouble, Prime Minister Jon was iron-faced and selfless, and he would definitely punish Bronn severely.

"Well, then, go and tell the Prime Minister Jon what has happened, and tell him that neither His Majesty nor I want him to cut off Bolon's head, that Boron is a usable talent, and that his loyalty is trusted by me and the King. ”

"Yes, Your Majesty. What if Prime Minister Jon sends Commander-in-Chief Lofo Speather to capture Daenerys?"

"Then tell him that you don't have to bother, Daenerys is not running away, she is chasing the king. ”

Bernie's mouth opened into an O-shape that couldn't be closed.

"Daenerys won't run away, she'll choose to fight me. Today's daytime events, I completely angered her. Feeling that her life would be insecure if she remained in King's Landing, she decided to sneak out to find His Majesty. In Westeros, she believes that His Majesty is the only one who can keep her safe. ”

“...... In case of...... In case of...... Her Majesty the Queen...... I misjudged ......"

"Yes, Daenerys will not abandon her dragon, who is in the Bright Moon Mountains, with His Majesty's dragon sheep thief. Also, she is a rare and strong woman, and the humiliation I inflicted on her today will never be forgotten by her. Jenny smiled.

“...... Yes...... Oh......" Bernie let out a voice of sudden realization that embarrassed his own deformation.

*

Early morning. The sun shines like gold to the ground. The wind blows on the person's face, and there is a cold blade feeling. The sunlight doesn't seem to have any temperature at all. In the northern part of Winterfell, it was already snowing.

Northbound on King's Road. The Mountain and Arya Stark galloped forward together. Behind him, is the sturdy Legane Guards. The hooves of thousands of the most powerful horses pounded on the avenue like thunder, making the bluestone pavement of the King's Avenue and the ground near it tremble slightly.

The mountain rode on the Crimson Smokemon, which slowed down so that the soldiers could keep up. Each soldier is the purest breed of war horses in the Crab Claw Peninsula. And the centurion and squad leader are one man with three horses.

Melisandre rode on her warhorse, her red robe fluttering, and she was as beautiful as a fairy.

"Arya, don't you have anything to say to me?" asked Arya beside him.

Arya's sharp eyes stared at the Demon Mountain, and her war horse ran hard to barely keep up with the speed of the Red Smoke Beast, which had not yet made the effort to run.

Arya's eyes had already answered the Magic Mountain, and she didn't have anything to say to the Magic Mountain.

Magic Mountain smiled, "Arya, Daenerys feasted on my night, you and Lady Melisandre went to the Fire Warlock's Guild, do you have nothing to say to me?"

"No!" Arya frowned slightly. It was clear that she had no interest in talking to the Magic Mountain.

"I guess there is. The Magic Mountain reminded Arya again.

"Magic Mountain, I used your face, but I didn't do anything bad, and I didn't hurt your glory, I have a sense of proportion. Arya said.

Moshan smiled dumbly: "Arya, you used the Faceless's disguise ability to disguise yourself to talk to the Great Wise Man about the secrets of the flames, and you still dare to say so justifiably that you didn't harm my glory?"

"I'm doing all this to protect you, what did I do wrong?" Arya's voice raised slightly, her brow furrowed and furrowed. There was also impatience in his eyes. She wasn't impatient with the Magic Mountain, she was impatient with the informant, "Who told you, my great majesty, is it Lady Melisandre?"

"What do you think?!"

Arya looked back at Lady Melisandre, who immediately sensed the unkindness of Arya's gaze, tilting her head slightly, her large beautiful eyes revealing an inquiring question.

"It's not Melisandre, but who?" said Arya, questioning the Magic Mountain.

Moshan laughed, this thing was obviously Arya overstepping the rules, but now it turned out that she was right, and Moshan was wrong.

"Are you going to clean up the whistleblower?" asked the Magic Mountain.

"I just want to know who the villain is, so that I can stay away from him in the future. ”

"It's a great wisdom. ”

Arya was stunned, and she stammered, an answer she hadn't expected at all. She flicked her whip and snapped, and her steed swooped out and ran in front of the Red Smoke Beast.

The whip exploded in the void and did not whit at the horses. Although Arya was embarrassed in her heart, she was still reluctant to whip her warhorse.

The Demon Mountain's legs clamped slightly, and the Red Smoke Beast understood, exerting a slight force, easily catching up with Arya, and the Red Smoke Beast and Arya's war horse advanced side by side.

"Arya, you underestimated the Great Wise Man, you disguised yourself as me to ask him some secrets about the flames, he has seen that you are not me, but he still answers all your questions, do you know why?"

“............”

"He thinks your future is going to be great!

“...... Oh......"