The king on the Great Wall

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Although there were still a lot of doubts in her chest, the goddess didn't give Iger another chance to speak.As soon as the words fell, this somewhat lengthy conversation in a dream finally came to an end. The woman who was as bright as a portrait cast by light finally disintegrated and disintegrated into countless shining particles flying in all directions. Leaving that glowing "scale" and Iger full of question marks.

What does the last sentence "maybe not see you again" mean?Is it possible that the long-sleeping recuperation she mentioned could fail and lead to death?This idea only turned in my mind for half a circle before it was replaced by a sudden realization. Iger quickly figured out: The reason for saying no more is not because she might die, but because she might die.

For such an immortal being with an infinite lifespan, this mortal passerby of myself may only flash in her life like floating.This is a very likely situation: when she wakes up from that long sleep, regains her health and looks at the mortal world, tens of hundreds of years have passed, and she has already been reduced to ashes—— Is the true meaning of "maybe never see you again"!

After bitterness in his mouth for a moment, he was troubled by a new question: R'hllor is gone, but why didn't she hand over the "reward" to him?Now that I am suspended in space without gravity, how can I reach that luminous scale that is also floating in the void more than ten meters away?

No, ah bah—he slapped his head: I was almost stunned by R'hllor's story, and I forgot that this was in my dream. Stumped?

Just as he was about to simulate some superpower through his imagination, so as to bring that reward closer to him, a bigger doubt arose in his gradually waking mind: wait, since this is a dream, then count it as a dream? The dragon scale in the dream, to be precise, the half-dragon scale, how to bring it to the dream world?

He was seriously and seriously thinking about this problem, and even began to suspect that all this was just a hoax. The piece of silver-gold dragon scales suspended more than ten meters away, which was gradually losing its dazzling brightness and became visible to the naked eye, seemed to change due to waiting. I got impatient.It stopped spinning slowly, trembled a few times on the spot, and accelerated suddenly at the next moment, turning into a beam of light, and shot into Iger's chest like a bullet before he could react.

Accompanied by the sharp stabbing pain from his chest, Iger opened his eyes and woke up from his dream.

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Chapter 487 A Brutal God's Gift

It was indeed a dream.

This was Iger's first thought after opening his eyes, and there was no unexpected emotional factor in it, and there was only a little relief.

Any lucid dreamer who is proficient to a certain level must have had such worries: Will one day in the future, after venting the dark side of human nature as usual in what he thought was a dream, only to find that there is no Can’t wake up—go crazy, reverse reality and dream?

Because of this, every time I wake up from a lucid dream, Iger will breathe a sigh of relief in a daze: at least this time, I am not crazy.

But this time, before he breathed a sigh of relief, he smelled a burning smell, and when he looked down, it turned out that his quilt was on fire.

"Fuck!"

The feeling of confusion was swept away in an instant, and before he finished swearing, he nimbly kicked the quilt away from the bed and jumped off the bed. Standing on the ground and looking back, he realized that it was just a small flame on the quilt, and it had already disappeared. With the violent action of kicking it up and kicking it away, the open flame was blown out, leaving only a little spark and half a wisp of green smoke.

Before he had time to think about what was going on, he took the safest measure to deal with the fire: rushed over, turned over the other half of the quilt to cover the glowing red sparks, and completely killed it by isolating the air The possibility of resurgence.

At this time, there were loud and eager footsteps outside the bedroom door. Two guards on duty outside kicked open the door and rushed in. They didn't step on the fallen door until they saw that Iger was safe and sound.

"My lord...uh... There was a loud noise in the room just now, and then you yelled."

"We thought there was an accident and broke in."

Iger didn't blame the conscientious guards. After nodding to show that he understood the situation, he looked around the room and began to look for the reason why the quilt was on fire.

The oil lamp was hung by the wall instead of above the bed, and it was never kept lit while sleeping, so it could not be the cause of the fire; the doors and windows were also closed well before being kicked open by the guards, and there was no sign of intrusion, so it should not be an outsider It was caused by artificial ignition; I picked up the quilt and looked at the place where the fire started, and found a hole in the center of the scorched black circle that can only be felt with fingers...

He couldn't immediately figure out why the quilt caught fire, but after looking around every corner of the room, he first found where the "sound" the guards called came from: on the roof directly above his bed, A fist-sized hole appeared, and the already bright sky outside could be clearly seen from the inside of the house. After looking for the falling debris caused by the hole, it was found that it fell on the bed and its surroundings.

It wasn't until this time that Iger, who was in a state of shock, realized belatedly that the tingling pain he felt in the dream before waking up also existed on his chest in reality.

He touched the chest, and felt a small burnt hole in the underwear at the sternum slightly above the heart, and a piece of hard flake under the skin inside the opening.

Red God Scale? !

His already sober mind instantly helped him restore the whole story: R'hllor promised the "advance" reward in the dream, and her half-dragon scale fell from the sky in reality, smashing the roof of his room, breaking the The way he wore the bedding and pajamas he was wearing shot into him, now embedded under a layer of his skin.And the weirdest thing is: this violent way of delivery penetrated through a solid building shell, set a quilt on fire and almost caused a fire, and even ignoring the skin, it was embedded into his body... but it didn't kill him It didn't burn him, and he couldn't even find the wound, it only made him feel a little tingling.

This is a 100% fresh miracle, a display of the power of the alder fruit!

This woman is crazy!

Iger took a deep breath, suspecting that he was still in a dream.

He resisted the urge to curse out loud, and wanted to go out to see if there was anything unusual in the sky, but subconsciously knew that he would never see anything... After a few seconds on the spot, he gradually came to his senses: R'hllor It is definitely not such a reckless move without thinking, on the contrary, this is precisely a well-thought-out decision.

She could have let the scales appear beside her silently, or she could have chosen to let the scales fly in through the windows and doorways to reduce the damage to the building, but in the end she chose the most high-profile, rough and undisguised The best way: the most critical thing to destroy the house is that there should be no holes - the parts that are sheltered from wind and rain fall into it.

Not only is it cool, but it's sending a strong message that lends credence to everything she says in the dream.

……

No matter how reasonable and unquestionable the story told by the goddess in the dream was, Iger never fully believed it, not only because the place of this conversation was in a dream—which naturally reduces the credibility of everything, but also because There are too many people, or non-humans, who have reason to resort to the same means to deceive him.

Not much to say, there are at least two that he can immediately think of.

One is the enemy he defeated in the previous war - Hanshen.

The woman in the dream said that Hanshen "has the power to take back the world, but he doesn't know it yet."This sounds like the same thing, but the actual situation may be quite the opposite: the cold god was really defeated, and the power he had accumulated for thousands of years in the land of eternal winter disappeared overnight, and now he is extremely weak He was so decadent that even a mortal expeditionary force could rush to the Land of Eternal Winter to destroy him, so he was eager to forge a dream, so that Iger, who was most likely to do so, would dispel such thoughts and save his life .

The second is the Green Prophet who is in this Houguan Town, wearing black clothes and claiming to belong to his own camp, but who has some strange intentions.

Bran revealed Jon Snow's true identity to himself through Caitlin's mouth, which brought a lot of trouble and trouble to Iger. Secretly planning to guard against and deal with him... He also has every motive and reason to fabricate a dream to disturb Iger's thinking, so as to cover up his real evil conspiracy.

But now, the rough and domineering appearance of this "advance payment" has completely shattered the above doubts.

As the office and residence of the commander-in-chief, the top of the building is double-layer reinforced, windproof and rainproof, and can even withstand a certain degree of long-range attack. The scales that violently enter the house, if the power contained in it acts on itself, can easily kill itself several times... If one's enemy has such power, isn't it the easiest and safest way to physically destroy oneself?Why bother making up a lengthy and self-consistent lie, and trying to give yourself something, just so that you can continue to act without changing your original plan?

And if the Green Prophet or other transcendents with ulterior motives fabricate an image of R'hllor, try to mislead their own perception and perception of the world, and then induce themselves to do something that is in their interests...then the problem is interesting A: A bad guy who can kill you with a flick of a finger tries to trick you into acting according to his ideas. What should the deceived person do?

Of course, he pretended to believe and did what he said, trying to get out while stabilizing the situation.

To sum it up - the powerful feeling shown by this miracle that fell from the sky simplifies the mathematical model of the whole thing to the extreme: If this Rhllor is real, everyone is happy; and even if she is fake, Iger can only If you can treat her as real, you should never think too much about it.

Rationally speaking, Iger gave up his doubts; emotionally speaking, he really believed: This is really... too tm like something a goddess who can blow up her own house can do.

Iger touched the sheet embedded under the skin on his chest, and the temperature was obviously much higher than the surrounding area, and his thoughts turned sharply; while the guard armor who kicked in the door looked up at the roof, completely unable to understand what happened: " What's going on, it seems that something fell through the roof, but it's sunny outside?"

Guard B also deduced that most of the matter had been restored, but he focused on other things more intelligently: "Are you all right, sir, do you want to call the doctor to take a look?"

"I'm fine." Iger put away his chaotic thoughts, and realized that the most important thing right now is to keep the secret that he got a piece of dragon scale, and find out how many functions and uses it has as soon as possible, "Notify the craftsmen and let them prepare Let's fix the roof and the door in the afternoon, go out first, I will come out after I get dressed."

The two guards nodded and retreated to the outside room, kicked open the door panel of the bedroom that was raised on the ground, hesitated a few times, put it back into the original door opening, clapped their hands and left the door... After making sure that they were all gone, Iger left Near the window, he tore open the hole in the underwear on his chest, and began to observe the dragon scale embedded in his skin with the light from outside. As a time traveler, after entering this different world for many years, he finally The long-awaited standard configuration of the protagonist-plug-in.

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Chapter 488 Preliminary Test of "Cheating"

Under the same other conditions, people living in cold regions usually have a larger proportion of their bodies wrapped in clothes for a longer period of time because of the need to keep out the cold. Much lighter than the exposed part.

As a normal person, Iger naturally cannot escape this physiological law. Under the natural light from the window, the skin on his chest below the collarbone can be described as "snow white", which is a feminine word. ——If it weren't for a little hair to save the situation, she would be a bit of a mother.

But at this moment, it was this whiteness that made parts of different colors so abrupt in his field of vision, he could find the right place at a glance.

Where the flat bone of the sternal groove should have been flat, a slightly convex flat mass suddenly appeared, and a foreign body could be vaguely seen through a thin layer of skin and capillaries: it was a piece that was extremely large in size, thickness, and soft and hard to the touch. The similar flaky object has a blunt end and a slightly pointed end. It is undoubtedly a scale—somewhat beyond Iger’s expectations: its color is not the same as the "pure silver" that I thought it was the same as the hair color of the woman in the dream, but It was "red gold with a hint of silver," and it looked as weird as if a brand-new coin with a denomination of five cents had been surgically implanted under the skin.

The pain gradually dissipated, but the skin around the scales did not see any inflammation or redness of rejection, and it did not slide and swim under the skin even after rubbing hard. Apart from clearly feeling the warmth from it, this foreign object... As natural as being born there.

amazing.

Did it use magic to get under the skin without injury, or did it make a hole in itself and then use methods to make the hole heal quickly?Why did the giver of it have to stuff it into his body instead of giving it to him to handle normally—for example, make it into a pendant and hang it on his chest, is it because he is afraid that he will accidentally lose it?Also, I don't know where this scale grew on that goddess before it was pulled out or fell off?

I actually——was brutally entered into the body by a part of a certain woman. Thinking about it, I really felt a bit weirdly perverted.

Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts in his mind, Iger realized that what he should do now is not to think about it, but to try to figure out how useful this scale is: R'hllor asked him to study it slowly in his dream, which means: this thing The remuneration is not limited to the few functions she introduced.

Cheats, or cheats... In short, they are things that "give oneself an advantage over others", and no one will hate them.Frankly speaking, from the moment he crossed into this world until he finished his war against the White Walkers—in short, if R'hllor could give him this gift earlier, he would be grateful and remember this kindness forever.but now?At this time when he was ready to go south to unify the Seven Kingdoms, and he was quite sure?

It's not that he is so arrogant that he doesn't need external help, but... If he had to summarize this feeling, it should be:

Sending charcoal in the snow to see the truth, who cares about the icing on the cake?

This scale, as a "god"'s token and prepaid reward, the timing of its arrival really can't be pretended to be exciting, and the effect is so weak that he doesn't look forward to it... It's better to have extra abilities that can surprise him , so as to fill up the emptiness and boredom of picking up a piece of tasteless.

Just as he was thinking unhappily like this, Iger raised his eyebrows, and before he was ready, he first discovered the first one—the extra function that was not included in the explanation mentioned by R'hllor: He, seemed to suddenly Time has the ability not to fear the severe cold.

The Commander-in-Chief’s bedroom is well-preserved, and there is a fireplace in the compartment for heating. Of course, it is much warmer than the outside, but after a whole night, it is at most a few degrees above zero, and now there is a hole in the roof to let the hot and cold The exchange speeds up dramatically... It stands to reason that people will feel cold due to the loss of heat soon after leaving the bed.But this time, from when the quilt caught fire, when the guards rushed into the room, and then stood by the window for a while, several minutes passed, but not only did he not feel cold, but he was also extremely warm and comfortable, so that until now Only then did I realize that I was only wearing underwear.

Sensing the temperature of other parts of my body with my hands, I found that this warmth is not an illusion but a real existence, and the body temperature is only on the high side within the normal range, not as scorching as Melisandre and Marquilo. High fever - this means that not only did he have a high resistance to the cold, but he also did not become obviously abnormal.

Hey, this is a good start. This extra surprise alone is enough for Iger to take this scale well.

He wanted to test the limits of this ability, so he simply put on a coat, casually pulled down his belt, and without taking any other measures to keep warm, he just left the bedroom, passed through the office room, opened the door and walked out of the room .

The weather outside the house was pleasant and good. Since the White Walkers were eliminated, although the winter has not yet shown signs of ending, the sun has appeared more and more frequently.The cold air with a temperature below zero seeped in from the gaps in the loosely wrapped clothes, but it still couldn't make me feel cold.

Subconsciously looked up at the sky again, and found that there was nothing there as expected, he shook his head, turned his head and pretended to ask the two guards who were on duty casually: "You two, answer truthfully—do you feel that I and Is it a different place than usual?"

The two guards stared at him with wide-eyed eyes for a few seconds. After hesitating for a while, one of them scratched his face first and said, "Hmm...Your Excellency, you seem to be more dignified than usual?"

"It's more than just 'some'!" Another picks up the topic, "I saw it for the first time just now, if it wasn't for your strict prohibition, the commander, I could hardly bear it——I knelt down."

"Indeed." The person who spoke first nodded in agreement, "It's very similar to the feeling we experienced in front of Her Majesty the Queen not long ago when I went to see Her Majesty with you, but your aura... seems to be stronger. Uh, My lord, you didn’t do this because you got the queen into your hands!?”

Iger glared at the soldier, and stopped this slightly rude and indecent topic, but he suddenly became enlightened, and the explanation made sense. The creepy muscle numbness was thought to be a psychological effect caused by the environment and atmosphere at the time, but now it seems that this is neither due to posturing nor domineering, but members of the Targaryen family, from their ancestors Inherited the power of the real dragon!

The question I asked the two guards was "Have you found that I am different from usual", not "Have you noticed that I have become more imposing?" In this case, they still answered correctly, which shows that R'hllor I'm not lying on this point—with the implantation of a red god's scale, I now have this power.But what is still uncertain is that the two soldiers said that their aura is stronger than that of the queen. Is it a subconscious compliment to the leader, or is it true?

This requires long-term observation and careful judgment.

Yes, I almost forgot, according to what the goddess said, this deterrence is also likely to be effective on animals, and the nearest place with animals... is the stable.I don't know if the horses will become more docile and obedient when they see him, or will they be frightened and neigh?

Just as he was signaling to the guards to follow him, planning to go to the stables to do some experiments, Iger saw the hurried figures of two high priests.

Melisandre and Marqiro, these two magic wands who really possess extraordinary power, the unfathomable look of "everything is under control" that they always wear on weekdays is gone now...they used to With a trot-like intensive pace, he rushed towards the building in a state of panic and urgency that was almost rolling and crawling, just in time to meet Iger who was about to leave.

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Chapter 489 The Chosen One

There are many reasons why R'hllor uses the method of "entering the dream" to communicate with Iger, but the core one is: this is much simpler and more environmentally friendly than possessing dialogue and real body descending, and can save precious magic power to the maximum. Accumulate strength for the next long sleep and struggle against the power of demons.

In principle, "energy saving" usually corresponds to "little movement", which is true in fact-Iger slept this sleep, whether he and the dream visitor are fighting or talking in the world constructed by the subconscious, moving mountains or revealing shocking things The truth did not have any impact on the world outside of consciousness. Only in the end, the operation of the goddess "dropping a piece of her own scale" in the real world inevitably caused some disturbances, causing some energy consumption and The breath leaked out.

For that god-like existence, it was just a snap of his fingers to wake Iger up, but for the extraordinary beings who lived in Houguan Town, the Land Grant, Westeros, and even the entire world of ice and fire at a much lower level Especially for believers, this is a shocking miracle.

The half-dragon scale descended from the sky with the half-strength of its owner, and fell into the core building of the inner castle of Houguan Town. At the moment when it smashed through the roof, penetrated the quilt and entered Iger's body--in order not to hurt the recipient. The "magic brake" was activated, and his speed dropped from the meteorite to zero in an instant.This simple-sounding but inconceivably subtle display of skills and demonstrations not only released considerable heat at the moment when it exhausted its energy, which almost caused a fire, but also caused a burst of breath.Although it was only for a short moment, and its energy intensity was not worth mentioning, the monstrous divine power released was so pure that it was enough to make nearby spellcasters spit out shit or get excited—as a loyal believers, the two high priests of the Red God are naturally the latter.

The moment Melisandre and Marquillo sensed that breath, they put down everything in their hands and ran towards the incident, trying to determine what the Allah they believed in had the intention of sending this unprecedented miracle. Because, feeling the residual R'hllor's aura, he hurried downstairs to this building. As soon as he stepped on the stairs, he bumped into Iger, the person involved. He was about to ask what happened, but when he looked up, he found him The change happened, the two groups of people just stood on the spot like this, staring at each other blankly, no one spoke first for a long time.

Seeing the ghost-like expressions on the faces of the two high-ranking priests, Iger understood that they probably noticed something strange.Just thinking about how to announce the news, he pretended to make them obey and obey his orders, but in a flash he laughed at himself: Why put on an act?My god spokesperson is genuine and not a fake, why bother to think about these things!Playing tricks and using words, the two magic sticks in front of them and their colleagues are experts, and they want to play tricks in front of them-self-defeating, lowering the style and making them doubt the authenticity of being selected as the spokesperson. It's really bad.

He doesn't need to pretend to be skilled at all, just be himself normally.

Iger gave up his rhetoric, stood on the stairs, lowered his head and smiled slightly at the two red-robed priests who were looking up at him from a low place because they were about to go up the stairs, and spoke first: "Ms. I am her spokesperson in the world, and for her next grand goal... coordinating and managing the power of believers in the world."

The two red-robed priests breathed a sigh of relief with movements visible to the naked eye—Iger couldn't even notice how obvious and strong his own aura was, so he couldn't guess it: even if he said that he was R'hllor, the two in front of him Believers will really believe it.

"Ma'am?" Melisandre stared at Iger with burning eyes, and immediately grasped the details of his words: "Have you seen the specific image of my lord? Is she a lady?"

Well?Iger was dumbfounded. It wasn't that he was tender or stupid enough to reveal important information with his mouth—it was that he really didn't expect that even the most powerful believers of the Red God had never seen any specific image of her.

Thinking about it carefully, this should be a means to maintain a sense of mystery and strength, but unfortunately, it has been defeated by a single sentence.Iger was a little annoyed, but fortunately this was just a small mistake, and it didn't count as a mess, after all—R'hllor himself didn't say that she was not allowed to reveal her gender!

"Well, she did appear in front of me in the form of a lady." Making mistakes, Iger nodded and admitted without any waves on his face, pretending nothing happened, "But I don't think gender should be the focus of our discussion, regardless of her Showing off male and female, will always be the heart of the holy flame, the god of shadow and fire, one of the only two true gods in the world that we all believe in, isn't it?"

The two red-robed priests looked at each other, seeing complex emotions in each other's eyes.

Both of them are hard-core believers who have served R'hllor loyally for tens of hundreds of years, but they can only see some vague and fragmented pictures and prophecies from the fire, not even half of the King of Light's clothes. I've seen it before, and this powerless mortal in front of me can actually make their Lord come to meet them in person!

How can he!Why?

"I agree." Ma Qiluo turned around, suppressing the strong jealousy and unwillingness to stare at Iger's face, as if to find signs of his lying, "The point now is that my lord—— specifically lowered What kind of oracle, what is his grand new purpose, and what do we need to do about it?"

This will test the ability to perform on the spot again?Iger didn't expect to bump into the red robe priest when he went out, so he didn't prepare a draft at all. Instead of answering in a hurry and revealing important information with just one mouth like just now, he decided this time: he would rather answer slowly than in Go through it in your head and then say it.

Pretentiously made a slow-motion smile, and after a quick turn in his mind, Iger had a general idea.

He opened his mouth slowly, and said in a clear voice: "Ms. R'hllor has witnessed the hardships of us fighting against the ghosts alone without the support of the kingdom, so she is determined to change the human world. There are many factions fighting with each other. to ensure that in the next comeback of her nemesis, the Great Wall's defenses will have the support of the entire human world."

"And in order to achieve this goal, she requires all the believers in the world to contribute all their strength to the great war that I am about to support—the Queen's going south to unify the Seven Kingdoms and rebuild the Fortress of Freedom." Iger looked at the male priest , "Your Majesty Maqiro, I want you to return to the Supreme Red Temple of Volantis to inform the other priests of this important news." He turned to Melisandre again: "As for you, stay with me for now, as usual That gives me advice and any other help I need. Any other questions?"

The two high-ranking priests were not used to the strange situation of being commanded by a mortal, but R'hllor's breath was so clear and unquestionable. After a little hesitation, they still quickly made a decision, bowed and saluted, and gave A positive response came out: "Follow my Lord's will."

It's that simple?

Looking at the back view of the big red-robed monk who turned away without hesitation—going to prepare for his journey, and seeing the appearance of Melisandre standing there obediently as if planning to follow him after he passed by, Iger raised his eyebrows unexpectedly: Maqiro stared at him seriously, which made him worry a moment ago, what to do if the priests of the Red God questioned or resisted his identity. On the other hand, he didn't know any spells, and R'hllor didn't give him any means and channels for reverse communication, reporting the situation, asking for help, or making small reports.

Looking at the priestess who was familiar with him and had a close relationship with him, he did not suppress his curiosity: "Melisandre, I have a question—do you doubt the authenticity of me, the Chosen One?"

"Not at all." The priestess replied without thinking, "You should know that we communicate with the Lord through flames... no, Ms. R'hllor. No matter how powerful a priest is, it is impossible to get a response every time he looks into the fire , but even if it is blank, we will always clearly sense the presence of the Lord, with few interruptions." She paused, "However, after the Battle of Long Lake, Marquiro and I encountered the same situation. The problem: we can no longer sense the presence of the Lord any prayers and fire offerings we perform—not that we don’t get a response, but that we can’t sense it at all.”

It turned out that in most cases, R'hllor remained online, and countless believers communicated with her, but because the latter was recuperating, she rarely received a response.However, after successfully scaring the God of Cold back to the Land of Eternal Winter, and the crisis eased, the goddess in a weak state did not want to be harassed by the believers anymore, so she simply cut off contact - went offline.

It's really willful, but for a fierce god who sacrifices even his offspring in batches, "ignore" is really a very gentle attitude.

Iger's heart was open, but he was afraid of making too many mistakes, so he just continued to look at the red-robed woman, waiting for the next sentence: "And then?"

"We originally planned to return to Volantis in the near future to jointly explore the reasons why our Lord no longer answers prayers, but this morning, when you saw Ms. R'hllor, we all saw the same scene in the flames—— Your face." She glanced at Iger meaningfully: "It is extremely rare for two priests to see the same picture at the same time, at least I have never encountered it. Although I haven't communicated with other priests, I have reason I believe that this is not only the case with Maqiro, Benero, Jinwala...all the high priests who serve Ms. Rhelo like me should be the same. Now it seems that she is formally Announce the decision to choose you as the spokesperson!"

oh?Iger was a little surprised, and then the corner of his mouth slightly raised: Although he didn't appreciate what R'hllor had done in the past, and felt that the other party's advance payment was too shabby and stingy, but putting aside moral judgment and personal perception, he had to admit that this bear was unprecedented. A goddess who has no one to come, if she is just an immediate boss, she is considered thoughtful and particular.

"Why, didn't Ms. Rhelo explain this to you?"

Melisandre was eager to get the details about her meeting with R'hllor from her mouth, but she didn't dare to ask.Iger saw this, but he also understood that since the goddess had probably gone to sleep, and he could not get more support and help, even as the God's Chosen, he had to walk on thin ice and walk carefully. Only by maintaining a sense of mystery can one ensure one's status and control and deterrence of a group of Red God believers with extraordinary power.And the first meeting with R'hllor will be the only meeting with a high probability, and it will be the biggest reliance and secret for the rest of my life.