Casting spells

I'm afraid Zhang Cheng would never have imagined that not long after he returned to King's Landing, he was targeted by two of the best conspirators in Westeros.

He is now considering whether to speed up the development of the plot so that he can go back quickly.

Because after getting the meteorite, this world is not of much value to him. Instead of staying and wasting time, it is better to complete the task and leave early.

The giant dragon far below the ruined island of Valyria has regained its sanity at this moment, sprinkled a drop of hot dragon blood on the dying Eric, and still chanted an unknown spell in his mouth.

In the blink of an eye!

Eric, who was only half breathed, jumped up suddenly, shaking involuntarily all over his body, and then the damaged muscles, blood vessels, inner tents and skin began to regenerate at an extremely fast speed.

In the end, when everything was repaired, he changed from a mature, strong, and hairy middle-aged man to a handsome young man with long silver-gold hair, fair skin, and a tall figure, especially a pair of charming lavender eyes. Any woman can't help but go crazy after seeing it.

"Go! Servant! Go and retrieve the meteorite for me! By the way, bring that damned thief back too!" Clonada roared at the reborn Eric.

"As you wish, my great master." Eric knelt on one knee and saluted in an extremely humble manner...

Chapter 173 The Nominal Couple

"Welcome! Welcome back to King's Landing, my dear friend."

As soon as they met, the little devil opened his arms and gave Zhang Cheng a warm hug.

Perhaps it was because of a tragic war, he seemed to have matured a lot, especially the very obvious scar on his face, which added a bit of unique charm out of thin air.

"Thank you! It's great to see you safe and sound. You know, when I left last time, you were lying in a coma on the bed, and your face was as pale as a corpse. But look now, not only have you recovered your health , and married a young and beautiful wife. Congratulations, Tyrion. Also, I regret to miss your wedding." Zhang Cheng bent down and patted the other party's back with a smile.

As a person who knows the plot quite well, he obviously knows very well that this nominal marriage will not last long at all.

What's more, Sansa Stark is a typical superficial and vain girl who is only interested in those noble, young and handsome men.

As for the soul hidden under the appearance, she doesn't have enough experience and vision to appreciate it yet.

Anyway, in Zhang Cheng's eyes, the little devil is many times stronger than Loras Tyrell and Joffrey, whether it is character or ability.

But unfortunately, Sansa did not realize the advantages of her legal husband in name, only noticed the dwarf-like height and slightly ugly appearance of the other party, and even dreamed of marrying Loras not long ago.

She didn't understand at all that she had already become a powerful tool in the fight for the domination of the Northland.

What men want from her is not some bullshit love, but her young and beautiful body and a womb that can give birth to healthy offspring.

"Hahahaha! Dude, stop joking. I believe you should be very clear that this marriage is not what I want at all. What's more, I haven't even kissed the bride's lips so far, so how can I be considered a husband and wife What?" Tyrion laughed out loud in a self-deprecating manner, and there was a trace of bitterness and helplessness in his laughter.

To this day, he is still bitter about his father Tywin ignoring his great achievements and taking away the power of Prime Minister from himself.

After all, as the saying goes, power is blindly deadly poison, and most people will desperately want to keep it after being infected, and pay any price for it.

The little devil himself is a dwarf, a disabled person who has been criticized and discriminated against. Only when he holds power can he feel respect and fear from the attitude of others.

There is no doubt that he does not want to lose power, let alone the respect he has earned so hard.

Most importantly, it was only during his time as the Hand of the King that he felt that he really lived like a person, a person named Tyrion Lannister.

What others respect is his outstanding personal ability, not the prestigious family behind his name.

Zhang Cheng was once an ordinary person, and he knows what it feels like when he starts to become different.

Now if he is given two choices, one is to return to the original world and be an unremarkable ordinary person, the other is to continue this dangerous game that may die at any time, he will definitely choose the latter without thinking.

The reason is simple, he has already tasted the taste of strength, and he would rather face various challenges than return to ordinary life again.

Perhaps it was this restlessness hidden in the subconscious that was selected by the owner of the parchment and started a series of incredible adventures.

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng suddenly felt that the little devil was a bit pathetic. He had been trying his best to show his best qualities, eager to gain people's approval, especially the approval of his father Tywin Lannister.

But it is a pity that Tywin never regarded Tyrion as his son from the beginning to the end. In his eyes, only James is the only heir of the Lannister family.

And Tyrion, Tyrion is just a disgrace to the family, a deformity that shouldn't have come into the world...

Of course, Zhang Cheng is not an idiot enough to tell the truth.

He shrugged his shoulders with a smile and teased: "Hehe, it seems that you have a lot of grievances. Come on, let's go inside and talk slowly. I also want to meet your beautiful wife by the way."

"Then what are you waiting for! I just got a few bottles of good Dorn red wine the day before yesterday, you will definitely like it." The little devil raised his arm and made a gesture of invitation, and then took the initiative to lead the way.

After about a few minutes, the two came to a place that looked like a living room.

Sansa found someone walking in, and hurriedly got up to salute, but when she saw the face of the comer, she was stunned, and there was even a trace of fear in her eyes.

"Long time no see, Miss Stark. Oh, I'm sorry, I should call your wife instead. Why, is there something dirty on my face? Why are you staring at me like this?" Zhang Cheng undoubtedly sensed the other party's emotions, with a smile on his face. He tentatively said with a smile.

He felt that Sansa's reaction was probably influenced by "Littlefinger". Maybe this careerist said something bad behind his back to prevent him from getting too close to the girl.

"No! Nothing! I... I'm just a little surprised. When did you return to King's Landing?" Sansa immediately tried to change the subject in a panic.

"Not long. No, one of the things I came back was to visit you newlyweds and send a blessing at the same time." Zhang Cheng was sorry that he didn't delve into it, and replied with a friendly look.

"Thank you very much. Since you're here, I have to tell the kitchen to make a bigger lunch. Excuse me for a while." Saying this, Sansa lifted her skirt and saluted, before quickly disappearing around the corner outside the door of the room.

After watching her disappear completely, Zhang Cheng turned around and asked the little devil who was pouring wine: "My friend, your wife seems a little afraid of me?"

Tyrion raised his glass and drank it down, curled his lips nonchalantly: "Who knows! Anyway, since she married me, she has never shown a smiley face, she is like a frightened bird all day long, I can't How about asking a poor girl whose father and brother were murdered?"

Zhang Cheng raised the corners of his mouth and said with a playful tone, "I can't see that you are still a gentle and affectionate man. Can you tell me that the reason why you are willing to marry her is out of sympathy and protection, or is it true?" I hope to live with her? If it is the latter, I suggest that you better hurry up and let her fulfill her responsibilities and obligations as a wife. Please believe me, it will be good for you and her. Many times , it’s not a good thing to leave a hope that will never come to fruition. Don’t you think that after getting married, no one will pay Sansa’s attention..."

Chapter 174 Poisoned

"Ha! When did you care about my marriage?

To be honest, I don't really know why I didn't reject this marriage in the first place.

Maybe like you said, I kind of sympathized with what happened to Sansa and longed to protect her.

At least after marrying me, Joffrey can't continue to insult and hurt her blatantly.

As for fulfilling the responsibilities and obligations of a wife, forget it. I would rather spend some money to find a woman outside than force a girl to do something she doesn't want to do.

Besides, under the current situation, who would dare to take Sansa away from me at the risk of offending the Lannister family?

It may be that there are a lot of restless guys snooping around, eager to reap huge benefits from the prestige established by the Stark family ruling the North for hundreds of years, but I don't think anyone dares to really take any action. "

With that said, Tyrion poured himself another glass of wine and gulped it down.

Like many people with a serious psychological gap, he found that after losing his precious power, he began to vent and indulge through alcoholism, and spent most of the day half-drunk and half-awake.

"No, you are wrong, my friend." Zhang Cheng smiled and shook his head. "It is undeniable that after eradicating Brother Baratheon and Robb Stark, no one in the entire Seven Kingdoms except Dorne in the south has enough strength to challenge the Lannister family head-on. But don't forget, What this world lacks are schemers and careerists. Think about it, if someone tells Sansa that she can send her home, then she will stay by your side and face the murder of her father and brother all day long. Enemy?"

The little devil has never been a political idiot, on the contrary, he is very smart, and has read countless books, and immediately understands the strong hints revealed in the words.