Casting spells

When he regained his balance, he suddenly found a violet vertical pupil looking in through the window.

Shocked!

excitement!

Surprised!

trembling!

Seeing the legendary dragon with his own eyes, Tyrion couldn't describe his emotions at the moment, and even forgot to run away, just stood there dumbfounded.

Similarly, Joffrey also stopped practicing fire magic, went straight to the window, stretched out his hand and gently stroked the increasingly hard and thick scales of the giant dragon, and asked frantically, "Earl Mason, is this your dragon?"

"That's right, Your Majesty. Please allow me to introduce you to Kuro Kerba, a little guy who has just been born. Please believe me, you will like it." Zhang Cheng pursed his lips and replied meaningfully.

"Of course! Who doesn't like a strong and deadly dragon! I finally understand why you have repeatedly emphasized that the rule of the Targaryen dynasty is based on the absolute control of dragons. With such a monster, the army is still What is the meaning of existence? As long as there is an order, it can bathe all the bastards who disrespect the king under the hot flame." Joffrey opened his arms, and his eyes revealed cruelty and madness.

The idiot is completely unaware that the reason why Kroo Kerba did not spit out flames to burn him was entirely due to the order of the master. It needs to pretend to be obedient and bring down Lannister and Tyrell. vigilance, and then see it as a force that can be manipulated.

Only in this way can the game of rights continue, instead of directly overturning the table and declaring itself the only winner with naked strength.

Appreciating the awe and fear in the eyes of the surrounding guards, Zhang Cheng came to the little devil's side calmly, and said in a low voice: "Dear Tyrion, please write down this scene and pass it on to Tywin intact. Duke, please remember that my patience is limited, Lannister had better offer me a condition that satisfies me before sunset, otherwise I cannot guarantee that the previous secret agreement is still valid."

"Secret agreement?" Tyrion came back to his senses, showing a very puzzled expression.

"Why, didn't your father tell you? Or in his mind, he didn't regard you as a member of the family at all? If I were you, I would quickly find out the truth. It doesn't feel good to be kicked away." After saying that, Zhang Cheng jumped onto the dragon's back, and walked away under the gaze of countless pairs of eyes.

Almost half of the people in the city could clearly see Kuro Kerba's huge body and the scales shining with violet light.

With an undisguised loud roar, it announced to the residents of King's Landing that the dragon, which had been extinct for a long time, had returned again.

It's not a rumor from the other side of the sea that doesn't know whether it's true or not, and it's not a pet-like little guy in the late Targaryen dynasty, but a ferocious and terrifying prehistoric beast that has the ability to instantly destroy an army.

All of a sudden, a large number of ravens were released from all corners of the city, carrying red mud seals that symbolized the most urgent information, and flew towards the castles of the nobles.

Even the dumbest idiot realizes that a new era is at hand...

Chapter 196 Conspiracy in progress

The return of the dragon was like a meteorite falling into the lake, causing huge waves in the city of King's Landing, and as time passed, it continued to ferment.

But for Zhang Cheng, this show-like performance is over. He has already conveyed the message he wants to convey through Kuro Kerba, and the next thing to do is to wait patiently.

Of course, while waiting, he also planned to do a few small tests on the meteorite made of red crystals, first to find out the characteristics of the energy contained inside.

As for Kuro Kerba, who had just gone through a long trek, he landed directly in the yard, closed his eyes and fell asleep, completely ignoring the panicked servants and the frightened neighing horses.

At the same time, near the garden outside the Red Castle, Olenna Redwyne, the Queen of Thorns, was sitting in an inconspicuous corner, staring blankly at the man opposite her who was wrapped in a black cloak.

After a full minute, she lowered her voice and said: "You know, I don't like you at all, and I don't like to cooperate with you. But unfortunately, I don't seem to have any other choice now."

"Hehe, you don't need to like me, you just need to know that cooperating with me will bring great benefits to the Tyrell family." The man in the black cloak responded with a smile.

"Hmph! If I didn't have enough benefits, do you think I would take such a huge risk? Remember, if I hear even the slightest bit of gossip afterwards, you will just wait to bear the wrath of the Tyrell family. I promise , no matter where you escape, the killer will arrive as scheduled." Olenna Redwyne narrowed her eyes and threatened.

"Please don't worry, ma'am. To some extent, I am also one of the accomplices. What good will it do me to expose it? What's more, do you think that after the plan is successful, Lannister will still think that he is invincible now? No, They will quickly expose all kinds of problems, and then slowly decline, and the Tyrell family will take over the power and become the veritable first family of the Seven Kingdoms." With that, the man took off the hood on his head He put his hat on his chest with one hand and bowed deeply.

Obviously, he was none other than "Littlefinger" Petyr Baelish.

Facing such unrealistic compliments and flattery, Olenna Redwyne curled her lips in disdain, stood up without saying a word, and slowly disappeared into the dark castle passage with the help of her personal maid.

Staring at the thin and old back of the other party, Baelish's eyes were full of sarcasm, and he muttered to himself in a voice that he could only hear when he was free: "Laugh at me and despise me as much as you want, and I will let you The so-called ancient families with noble blood have completely disappeared one after another. At that time, you will understand who is the final winner of this game..."

Just when he was immersed in the huge conspiracy planned by himself, a hideous and terrifying monster pattern suddenly appeared on the back of his hand, followed by every blood vessel on his arm showing a terrifying black color, like countless tumbling worms.

Realizing what happened, Littlefinger subconsciously clenched his lips, curled up into a ball, and forced himself not to scream or howl.

About three to five minutes later, the burst blood vessels began to calm down slowly, and the black blood also retracted into the pattern on the back of the hand, and finally disappeared completely, as if it had never appeared before.

Feeling the severe pain remaining in the nerve endings, he quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead, gritted his teeth and growled, "Damn! I have to find a way to get rid of this thing quickly! I am the future master of the Iron Throne! No one can control Me! No one!"

After a simple vent, he quickly stood up, and while no one around noticed him, he quickly left the castle and ran towards the pier.

He understood that before he found a way to dispel the blood magic, he had to fulfill all the requirements of the other party like a real servant, especially finding the trace of Varys, otherwise he would die after three days.

The busy time always flies very fast. In the blink of an eye, the sun slipped from the top of the head to below the ground level, and only half of the face was exposed to sprinkle the golden afterglow on the sea.

However, Zhang Cheng, who was hiding in the room and was concentrating on fiddling with the meteorite, did not realize that the deadline he had set had arrived. He continued to cast spells, trying to test the properties of the energy crystals in the meteorite.

According to the magic system established by the magic kingdom Dalaran, no matter what form of energy, there must be a certain critical point. As long as this critical point is reached, the energy will instantly trigger a strong resonance, and in the process of resonance, it will be exposed. own attributes.

But the strange thing is that he tried almost 80.00% of the spells from low to high, but the energy crystals in the meteorite just remained unmoved.

Zhang Cheng can extract energy from it to replenish himself at any time, and he can also convert the energy stored in his body into magic to cast, but he cannot directly use the energy itself to trigger the resonance of the meteorite.

It seems that there is something that prevents the direct contact between energy and energy, so it must pass through a certain medium, such as the human body, to cause a wonderful reaction.

"Interesting, I must have overlooked something..." He lightly stroked the smooth surface of the meteorite, muttering thoughtfully.

He wasted hours, but he didn't seem annoyed or impatient at all.

Because from the moment he became a mage, he understood a truth, that is, no matter what kind of difficulties and setbacks he encounters, he must remain patient, and through observation and trial and error, he can find what he wants from repeated failures. answer, otherwise terrible disasters will befall.

Just when he was about to try again, there was a sudden knock on the closed door.

boom! boom! boom!

"My lord, there is a stranger who does not want to give his name to see you immediately, he is waiting in the front hall now." The voice of the maid Dana came in through the crack of the door.

"Oh? A stranger?" Zhang Cheng hurriedly grabbed a blanket to cover the meteorite, and then opened the door.

"Yes, he was wearing a gray cloak, so he couldn't see his face clearly at all. Besides, he also gave me this, saying that you will understand after seeing it." Dana quickly took out a silver badge from her pocket out.

Zhang Cheng took it over and glanced at it, and immediately found the majestic lion pattern under the badge, with a playful smile on his face: "Aha, I think I know who he is. Go, prepare a bottle of high-quality Dorn red wine, Tell all the servants to leave the front hall, and no one needs to come near until I give orders."

"Just a bottle of wine? Don't you need to ask the kitchen to prepare a sumptuous dinner?" The girl asked smartly.

"No need, a bottle of wine is enough." After finishing speaking, Zhang Cheng ignored Dai Na, locked the door with his backhand, and walked along the stones to the front hall in a leisurely manner.

As soon as he crossed the threshold, he saw a tall and straight man standing in the middle of the living room, holding the hilt of his sword with one hand and clenching his fist with the other, although the hood covered his nose But the bushy beard on the chin is enough to show the identity of the visitor.

Chapter 197 Negotiation

"Good evening, Your Excellency. I'm glad you showed up before sunset, so I don't have to bother to start a backup plan. Anyway, we've had a good time working together, so I'd like to take this good Maintain the relationship of trust, not find a new partner."

While talking, Zhang Cheng came to pick up the red wine brought by the servant, waved his hand to signal the other party to back down, then pulled out the cork and filled the two glasses.

It wasn't until the servant left completely that he pushed one of the glasses of wine in front of the guests, raised the other glass of wine as a signal, and then raised his head and drank it down in one gulp.