"Ahem, cough, cough, ......"

With a violent cough, a girl in ragged clothes panicked into an unknown secret passage.

As the capital of the Seven Kingdoms, King's Landing has long been dug into a vast labyrinth of intricacies, and only a few people know which path leads to the outside world and which one leads to the inside of the castle.

After walking forward about a few dozen meters along the tunnel where she couldn't see her fingers, she suddenly stopped vigilantly and said tentatively ahead: "My lord, is it you?"

"Of course it's me!How, Yana, did you succeed?"

The words just fell!

Out of the darkness came a man.

He was none other than the famous conspirator and careerist "Littlefinger" Petyr Berish.

The girl smiled wryly and shook her head, "No! Sir Mason has far more power than we can imagine. Look, this is a spell he unleashed during the battle, and if I hadn't prepared in advance, I'm afraid I would have died by now. ”

To prove herself, she quickly shed her tattered camouflage on the outside, revealing the steel chest guard hidden inside, a steel plate on the outside and a sturdy armor on the inside.

Normally, a cuirass like this, let alone an arrow, may not be pierced by a spear in the front.

But now, the outermost part of the steel plate has melted away, and the double leather inside emits a pungent smell of burning.

Seeing this scene, Berish's pupils contracted violently, and then he asked in an uncertain tone, "How many times can he unleash such power in battle? ten, twenty, or hundred?"

"I'm sorry, my lord, but we're too incompetent. He only used it once on me, and the rest was solved with just the sword in his hand. In addition, the scorching and violent impact not only destroyed the armor, but also severely damaged the internal organs, and I am afraid that I will not survive for a few days. As she spoke, Yana once again spurted a large amount of dark red blood from her mouth, and her eyes darkened.

"It doesn't matter, at least I can confirm that he does have some kind of magical power, and that's enough for now. As for you, don't worry, I won't let you die. A sinister smile appeared on Berish's face.

"I ...... Can I still live?" the girl's originally dim eyes rekindled hope.

Petyr Beresi nodded without thinking, "Of course, my dear Yana, and now, go to the house of this Sir Mason, and tell him that the queen is secretly planning this assassination, and that you are but a poor pawn." Trust me, he'll take the initiative to keep you alive. ”

The girl seemed to understand something, and cautiously asked, "You mean, let me blame Cersei Lannister, and stay by his side as a spy?"

"Hehe, smart. You're half right, though. Your mission is only to deepen his resentment and resentment towards Cersei Lannister, and you don't need to be a spy, let alone have any contact with me. To put it simply, from now on, you are free, whether you are loyal in the future, or choose to betray at some point, it has nothing to do with me, understand?" replied Petyr Berish, meaningfully.

"What...... What?!I ...... I'm free?!!!" Yana's eyes widened, a look of disbelief on her face.

You must know that since she was ten years old, she has been sold to "Littlefinger" by slave traders, and has been secretly engaged in various intelligence gathering and assassination operations, and her hands have long been stained with the blood of innocents, and she never thought that one day she would be able to escape and live a normal life.

"Yes, you're free. Remember what I once said: Whoever owes me a life, as long as he pays it back, then he will be free. You've paid the life you owe me today, now go save yourself, and hope that the next time we meet, we'll not be enemies. ”

After saying this, Petyr Berishi took out his handkerchief, gently wiped the sweat from the girl's face, and then quietly disappeared at the end of the secret passage.

"I'm free...... I'm free...... I'm free!!"

With an indescribable ecstasy, Yana struggled to her feet and ran towards where Zhang Cheng lived.

She was very aware of the injuries on her body, and ordinary scholars could not do anything about it, and the only thing she could rely on was magical magical power.

At the same time, Zhang Cheng, who had just suffered an assassination, was sitting in his room, casually throwing the bloody fresh beef to the young dragon behind him, and asked with great interest: "Blanco, who do you think planned this assassination?"

"It's hard to say, but I'd personally prefer someone in King's Landing to do it. After all, the Assassins have predicted the time and route very accurately, and if they hadn't miscalculated your strength, I'm afraid you'd have succeeded by now. The old mercenary's back was pressed against the door, and there was a tremor in his voice.

There's no way not to tremble!

Not far from him, a dragon over a meter and a half in length, with sturdy scales and claws, was opening its fanged mouth, frantically biting at bloody pieces of flesh, and occasionally spewing a hot flame from its throat.

Anyone who has ever heard the story of House Targaryen will inevitably be filled with awe and fear of this incomparable beast.

He couldn't believe that the master he had taken refuge in could really hatch a dragon egg!

And in such a short period of time, it has grown so big!

In another half or a year, I am afraid that I can directly follow the example of Aegon the Conqueror and conquer the entire Westeros continent with the power of the dragon!

Zhang Cheng was keenly aware of the horror in his subordinates' hearts, and immediately laughed and teased: "Blanco, are you afraid? Don't worry, it won't hurt anyone without my orders." ”

"Whew!"

The young dragon let out a low roar, its violet-glinting eyes showing a hint of disdain.

In the eyes of this little one, an old, dirty creature like an old mercenary would not eat it even if it was sent to the very edge.

"My lord, you can't conclude that a lion is not dangerous just because it is full. Admittedly, this dragon may be nothing in front of the mighty you, but to me, it's a monster that only appears in nightmares. Finally, I have to warn you that you'd better find a way to get it out into the wild, or the room will soon be out of place. Blanco replied helplessly.

"Hahahaha! Regarding the territory, I have reached an agreement with Duke Tywin......"

Before Zhang Cheng could finish speaking, the voice of the butler Derry suddenly came from outside the door: "Sir, there is a girl who claims to have something very important and needs to meet you immediately." ”

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