Casting spells

After hesitating for a few seconds, he quickly asked tentatively, "Can you tell me who the conspirators and careerists you are referring to are the Bolton family?"

"Bolton? No, no, no. Roose Bolton may be a master at adapting to the wind, knowing how to preserve his strength, how to put himself on the side of the winner when it matters, but he is certainly not a conspiracy Home. Real conspirators are always good at hiding themselves. As long as you check who Sansa is close to on weekdays, I believe you will come to a conclusion immediately. But I have to remind you, you'd better act fast, otherwise……"

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, a young and beautiful maid came in with a tray.

She didn't even say a word, and didn't bow to salute. She just placed the food on the table, followed by making a very subtle eye contact with the little devil, and then turned and disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Zhang Cheng saw everything in his eyes, and only after the maid walked away, he teased meaningfully: "I said you don't care about your new wife at all, it turns out that you have someone else in your heart. Please be careful, I My friend, I'm not sure how your father Lord Tywin will react when he hears the news."

"I don't understand what you're talking about! Please, she's just a lowly maid." Tyrion deliberately pretended to be indifferent.

"Don't act in front of me, you should be very clear that you can't fool me at all. I'm afraid you haven't realized it yet, when the maid appeared just now, your eyes almost melted when you looked at her. There is a good saying , the eyes are the windows to the soul, no matter how good a person is at lying and deceiving, his eyes can never be deceiving. What's more, you are not very good at deceiving, and I am not your enemy." Zhang Cheng slightly raised the corner of his mouth to expose The opponent's poor acting skills.

"Damn it! I'm starting to hate dealing with you." Tyrion gritted his teeth and complained, then asked nervously, "Are my eyes really as obvious as you say?"

"Yes! It's very obvious! I think you'd better not meet her when there are outsiders, otherwise it's only a matter of time before you get discovered. Well, let's talk about your rich and colorful love life first, it's time to put The things you promised to give me have been taken out." Zhang Cheng stretched out his right hand while speaking.

Without any nonsense, Tyrion directly opened a dark compartment on the shelf on the right wall, took out a somewhat yellowish scroll covered with black spots, and carefully spread it out: "Attention, this thing is very old, a little It will shatter if you push it hard."

"Relax, I'll return it to you after a quick look." Zhang Cheng squinted his eyes, and quickly scanned the unclear handwriting on the paper.

What is recorded on the scroll is nothing but the materials and spells that the Alchemist Guild has kept for many years to make wildfire.

As a collector of knowledge, he will not give up anything that may be useful or inspiring to him.

The little devil stood aside, silently observing Zhang Cheng's rapt expression, with a wry smile on his face.

You must know that before the outbreak of the Battle of the Blackwater River, he made many promises in order to gain as much power as possible, but the secret recipe for stealing wildfire is undoubtedly the most special one.

Until now, he still couldn't figure out what the man standing in front of him wanted in his heart.

wealth?

Although Zhang Cheng took advantage of the siege period to make a large amount of "national calamity wealth", it was quickly spent.

right?

After capturing Liangshui City, Zhang Cheng delegated the ruling power to a small bureaucratic system he had personally formed, while he himself hid in his room all day and didn't know what to do.

Beauty?

According to the information obtained by the little devil, Zhang Cheng has never slept with any woman or man so far, and his degree of abstinence is almost comparable to that of the most devout monk.

The only thing Tyrion can be sure of is that Zhang Cheng seems to have a very strong desire for supernatural power...

When the living room fell into silence, Sansa, who was hiding in the kitchen, quietly took out a small liquid surrounded by lavender smoke from her belt, uncorked the bottle and poured it into the soup bowl. Stir quickly with a spoon until all purple fumes are gone.

It was the first time she did this kind of thing, she felt her heart beating wildly, and the sweat on her back soaked her clothes in just a few seconds.

tension!

disturbed!

Panic!

Sansa didn't know what she was feeling at the moment, but in order to be able to go home and return to the Winterfell city where she was born and raised, she was willing to pay any price, even if her hands were stained with blood.

In order to ensure that the soup in the bowl would be delivered to the correct person, she also specially instructed the maid in charge of delivering the food.

About three to five minutes later, this bowl of soup with ingredients was placed in front of Zhang Cheng...

Chapter 175 Poisoned

"How, what do you see from that ancient scroll?" Tyrion asked without looking up while drinking the hot soup that was just served.

As a well-read man, he was well aware of the long history of the King's Landing Alchemist Guild, and he also knew that many people had snooped on the method of making wildfire, but for some reason, no one had ever succeeded.

Even though many people have read the contents of the scroll records, they still don't understand how those mysterious spells work.

Zhang Cheng shrugged his shoulders indifferently and replied: "It's nothing, it's just some tricks to make a wild fire. The real key to making wildfire is only the last sentence."

"The last sentence?" Tyrion hurriedly put down his spoon, spread out the scroll and read it word by word.

I saw the last line read: The hottest flame needs to be watered with blood...

He frowned subconsciously, and whispered in an uncertain tone: "Use blood to water the flames? Are you sure you won't extinguish the flames by doing this?"

"Hahahaha! Think about it, when the Alchemists Guild was formed, and when did they start making Wildfire. In fact, the method of making Wildfire originated from House Targaryen, and House Targaryen had Glorious Valyria. In other words, the method of making wildfire was actually invented by the Valyrians. Haven’t you heard that the magical powers Valyrians possess are blood and flames.” Zhang Cheng laughed and explained.

Maybe before he met the giant dragon sealed under the island, he thought wildfire was a very mysterious magical substance, but now he has understood that the so-called wildfire is actually almost the same as his own method of making "Dragon Flame" .

The only difference is that "Dragon Flame" is a pure elemental energy, condensed with the help of mysterious substances in dragon blood, but Wildfire uses human corpses as raw materials and obtains them through the cruelest sacrifice in blood magic. Terrifying power.

Because the corpse has suffered countless abuses and tortures before death, it contains a lot of negative emotions such as pain and resentment inside, which is very, very unstable, and a little carelessness will lead to disastrous consequences.

This is why, when the Targaryen family had dragons, wildfire rarely appeared in people's sight, but when the dragon became extinct, it quickly became the secret weapon of the Targaryen dynasty, and was frequently used as a deterrent. Repeatedly mentioned.

"I see..." The little devil nodded thoughtfully, then pointed to the steaming soup bowl on the table and said, "Try the cooking skills of my newly hired chef, the seafood soup he makes is one of the few soups other than wine. Something outside that makes me happy."

Zhang Cheng lowered his head and glanced at the bowl of "dark food" in front of him, who didn't know what was in it, and the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

To be honest, he is a bit disrespectful to the so-called "food" in Westeros, not to mention things like "pigeon pie" that make people feel a bit creepy at first sight, even the most common broth, roast whole Pigs will be filled with some strange ingredients, such as antler powder, honey, etc., to ensure that after the first bite, you will never want to eat the second bite.

Most of the time at banquets, he mainly eats fresh fruits, and he will never touch cooked food.

Tyrion obviously didn't know what Zhang Cheng was thinking at the moment, and urged him repeatedly: "Drink it while it's hot! I guarantee you will fall in love with it."

"Okay, then I'll try." Zhang Cheng picked up a spoon and took a sip.

After hesitating again and again, he finally decided to take a sip before speaking, anyway, he couldn't kill anyone.

There is no weird taste, no messy condiments, some are just the umami of unknown clam meat and shrimp, and the black part is soft seaweed.

After a while, Zhang Cheng drank all the soup in the bowl, then stood up and said to the little devil, "It tastes good. If you have nothing else to do, I'll take my leave first. While it's still early, I'll Gotta see Joffrey, he's been writing me all the time."

"Joffrey?" Tyrion froze for a moment, then complained with disgust on his face: "Damn it! You shouldn't have taught him those dangerous powers! You know? Not long after you left, he used you The magic ring given to him burned six poor servants alive, and now everyone in the Red Keep is in danger of being the next victim."

"Oh? Has he been able to control the ring proficiently and release the hot flame?" Zhang Cheng's eyes revealed a light of surprise.

You must know that the ring he made for Joffrey is actually an extremely unstable experimental product. If the user does not have enough talent and control, various accidents will happen soon, and may even cause the user tragic death.

But Joffrey was lucky. Not only did no accident happen, but he also controlled it well, which shows that he has a very good talent and physique.

Of all the people he has encountered so far, Zhang Cheng has only seen this talent in Daenerys, the last direct member of the Targaryen family.

"Don't mention it! At the beginning, he could only release a fingernail-sized flame through the ring, but for some reason, the flame he released became larger and hotter, and now he is able to put a horse in the air. It was roasted into a scorched corpse in half a minute. Even my father felt a headache about it, and was planning to discuss it with you. In addition, the news that you have a dragon also came back to King’s Landing two days ago, you’d better be mentally prepared.”

Tyrion didn't intend to hide anything, and told all he knew.