Chapter 316
2021-01-06
Chapter 316 Red WomanCotter Pyke and Yohn Royce are hard to deal with, but in Eastwatch The tunnel to beyond the wall has long been blocked, and oneself is extremely cautious or in the case of Profound Truth, it is difficult for them to turn up any waves even if they think about it. To deal with them, under the circumstance of taking full advantage of their position and strength, it is just to cast aside all considerations for face and kill them...
To put it bluntly, Westeros has been better than this in the past two years. The two people with higher identities and more expensive backgrounds died one after another like flies, which is not news at all, but this time, it was killed by someone else, and it became oneself.
And the next trouble to deal with is really called Igor's head.
Melisandre, Red Woman. In terms of identity, she is a priest of Red God, and a royal advisor who was "sent" by King Stannis to Wall to assist in the defense; in terms of strength, she has dozens of Queen's Party followers, all of whom have practiced martial arts since childhood, and have followed Stannis to fight in the South and the North... ...not to mention that she herself is a Sorcerer with transcendent powers.
I can't threaten, let alone deal with it. If this woman insists on putting "expanding the influence of Red God" above the work of oneself, the new Lord Commander, to establish authority and manage land grants, Igor really does not care. Know what to do with her.
After dinner, Igor paced the room irritably for a while, thinking about it, but couldn't come up with a perfect idea.
That's all, just call her directly and see if she can understand it with reason and emotion, and persuade her to look at the overall situation and not continue to act willfully and arbitrarily like this.
In her opinion that oneself is the Child of Prophecy and that oneself has saved her life, it doesn't seem to be completely hopeless.
I really can't agree, and think of "other ways"! he thought fiercely.
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After some hesitation, Igor decided to send someone to summon her instead of oneself.
Night's Watch Legion Lord Commander, theoretically no lower than the king's envoy. Attention and jealousy are the same thing, and the spectrum that should be set still has to be set. Oneself is now the supreme leader of land grants. If the woman on the opposite side has mastered some transcendent power, you will be humbled, and you will put yourself at a disadvantage from the very beginning. unfavorable position.
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Appearing to be waiting for news from him, Melisandre arrived in Igor's room after a few minutes.
When she pushed in the door, Igor had already pulled out the steel sword that still emitted strong rays of light from its sheath and placed it on the table.
The brightness of the high-power LED lights illuminates the whole room brighter than if exposed to Clearsky, and Igor can't sit down at the table at all. He can only stand with his back to the light source and stand on the wall. Contemplative.
"Lord Commander." Melisandre walked into the room, greeted him casually in an ethereal, soft voice, and then, presumably feeling that the brightness was a little too bright, raised his hand to cover his eyes.
"Ms. Melisandre." Igor nodded his greeting back with a blank expression, and picked up a blanket to cover the sword, covering most of its rays of light. After that, he turned his head and stared at Red Woman for a few seconds before opening the mouth and said in a visibly bad tone: "You know so much about Lightbringer, I have a question for you - if I put it like this Hang it in the house as a lighting fixture, will it stay on like this forever and save us a lot of light on the Night's Watch Legion?"
"No, even the legendary real Lightbringer , and only when the user infuses magic power and exerts its power, it will light up. Your sword will light up because I superimposed more than 20 powerful light spells on it at one time... The spell effect itself does not Forever, and steel is not a good carrier for magic power. It'll be back to normal in about a night."
The witch's frank admission of her fault saved Igor's grief. 's effort. A displeased expression slowly appeared on his face, and he asked coldly: "If I remember correctly, in this room, the two of us had had a long conversation before and reached an agreement - mutual Help cooperate and fight the enemy together, but I don't publicly admit any identity or convert to Red God. Last time your people claimed I was Child of Prophecy in public at Eastwatch. I haven't counted this account yet, so you came to Castle Black again. Can you take the liberty to ask, this time, you made a scene in front of hundreds of brothers without saying hello to me in advance. Are you planning to break the agreement?"
"Stop your anger? , Lord Commander." Melisandre shook his head slowly, took two steps inside the room, and approached the man slightly with enthusiasm: "Please allow me to explain what happened today, about a guess you made earlier."
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Under Igor's full attention, Red Woman took out the whole sequence of events of what happened today, removed the old injury of oneself and some details that need to be kept secret, and chose The parts that do not need to be concealed are narrated.
As Melisandre spoke, Igor relaxed all the way, didn't know whether to cry or laugh after listening to it all.
Ever since she met her, Red Woman has always maintained that unfathomable, calm, stubborn expression as if she was in control of everything. This gave Igor the impression that the opponent was a very sophisticated chess player like oneself and Old Flayer, and everything was planned and then moved.
So—when this happened in the afternoon, Igor subconsciously thought she had planned it beforehand to disrupt the situation. It is to take the opportunity to force oneself to admit the identity of Child of Prophecy, thus creating a situation in which the power of religion is above the authority of the Lord Commander.
Who would have thought, the fact seems to be not that complicated at all, it's just that some witch who is not as smart as she imagined was brainstorming for a while and did a stupid thing.
Of course, Igor didn't take Red Woman's word for it so easily - just like when he oneself confronted Robb when he questioned him about surrounding Castle Black: Melisandre was probably also using a shift of focus, a major event The way of turning trivial matters into a way that makes oneself think that she just "made a mistake" instead of doing things deliberately.
But even if it were, what would it matter? Igor is not the monarch of Melisandre, nor can she decide her fate. What he wants is not to hold the witch accountable and make her punished, but to make sure that Red Woman will no longer prioritize her "expanding Red God's influence" over the big chess game in oneself's stomach... continue Come on, do something that shakes oneself's authority.
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The new Lord Commander thought a lot in an instant. What he didn’t know was that Melisandre was just as calm on the surface and as worried: she believed in prophecy, and Lord of Light showed clearly in the fire - only fighting alongside Prince that was Promised can win the upcoming battle.
She is now the only Red God priest in the Wall, representing R'hllor on the human side in this war. If I broke up with the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, who is now commanding the entire Land Grant and Wall defenders at the forefront of the Ice and Fire War, because of a momentary madness, the human side will eventually lose because of this internal disunity. War, let Cold God overpower R'hllor to win, it is really a sin.
At all costs, she must maintain a solid and good mutual trust with Igor!
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Igor didn't know what Melisandre was thinking, but it didn't matter, he was acutely aware that the witch didn't want to oppose oneself: detached, great for anyone The priest of Red God, who is not a fake color, not only came immediately after receiving the invitation, but also explained to oneself the reason why everything happened so patiently and without arrogance. The truth of the content is not important. In itself, it is a sign of weakness!
oneself The identity of "Child of Prophecy" seems to have a greater weight in the witch's heart than originally expected. When both sides focus on the overall situation and are eager to bridge the relationship with the other, discover this first and keep the tough one—then can occupy the absolute dominant position!
Igor was quick to grasp this subtle psychological advantage.
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He pretended to be annoyed and summed up the other party's explanation: "So, in order not to waste the magic power that is about to drift away, you made a temporary decision and played it on the spot. I secretly released dozens of ... powerful spells on my sword? You know, when your brain is hot, I was almost blinded by oneself's sword!"
The anger is fake, it's a pity It's true: Melisandre said that the magic power released when Maester Aemon was cremated was strong enough to bring people back to life, but oneself, like all other Night's Watches, didn't feel the slightest abnormality... It seems that oneself is probably a complete ordinary A person is not related to the power of transcendent.
"I took this possibility into consideration when I got it halfway through, so I didn't continue to strengthen the spell. Unfortunately, I didn't expect that only twenty powerful light spells were superimposed together, and there would be Such a formidable power." Melisandre chuckled apologetically and shrugged. She's not lying on this point, casting spells is quite a luxury in a world depleted of magic power. Such operations such as repeating a spell dozens of times, if it were not for the cremation of Targaryen, she would not even think about it. There is a rare opportunity to squander the remaining mana without calculating the remaining mana. When she gets excited, she can't control it. "I don't know Lord Commander, your eyesight has returned to normal now? If not, I may be able to try to heal your wounds. R'hllor is the source of all goodness. Although we are called Vulcan priests, we can, but it's not just about setting fires Burning people."
The witch took two steps and approached, as if she wanted to cast a spell on Igor's body that could repair her injuries... The latter naturally raised her hand and refused. After an afternoon of recovery, the dark spots in his field of vision had basically disappeared - even if not, Igor would not dare to let a witch of unknown origin take care of him.
The familiar warmth on Red Woman assumes the senses, and Igor suddenly realizes that Melisandre is a little different from before: although it is still the beautiful and alluring that everyone is accustomed to, it seems to be ten years younger. It looks like the age, and the traces of the years that were difficult to detect in the original details are also disappeared, and the skin even faintly reveals a youthful luster and a strange splendor, which reminds a man of a word - Immortal Qi in a trance.
Is this some kind of charm spell?
He took Qi Nian and continued to keep his face stern: "Ms. Melisandre, I never doubt your willingness to help defend Wall. What happened today, and the one with Eastwatch before, I thought you were doing bad things with good intentions. , I won't mention it again. But there are some requirements, I'll reiterate now, if you think I have no right to order you, or you really can't do it. Then I'm sorry, I will be cruel no matter what, pretending to be a black face to ask you I have left my place."
"Lord Commander, you are the master, I am the guest, and I will take your request seriously, please say it."
"No More, just two points." Igor said resolutely: "One, don't let anyone, in any way, publicly declare that I am Prince that was Promised. It doesn't matter whether it is or not, don't forget, my 'ex' was King Stannis now sitting on Iron Throne. He's a decent man, but whoever suddenly hears that someone has taken a positive title from oneself will not be pleased, and this war to defend humanity, I hope to win Wouldn't that be too much for any help from the Seven Kingdoms and beyond?"
The small smile on Melisandre's face didn't move, and he nodded.
"Second, in the future, you need to inform me in advance of any public actions that you take the name of Lord of Light in granting land... You don't need to do it yourself, just send someone to let me know. If I don't reply to the objection , is permission, how?"
"Okay, two o'clock. Then, we can clear up the misunderstanding and become trusting and close friends again?"
"Well, If you have to use adjectives like that, so be it."
How important communication is, this afternoon, Igor was even thinking about how to get rid of Melisandre if she refused to cooperate. . But as long as you talk about it face to face, you will often be surprised to find that you just think too much.
Igor relaxed, no longer deliberately making a black face, he packed up his emotions and thoughts, and prepared to end the meeting politely.
But at this moment, he was humble and submissive from beginning to end, reasonable enough to make people wonder if this was his own Red Woman witch, but slipped his feet and got close to him under Igor's gaze. He leaned over and took his right arm.
"What?" Igor frowned suspiciously, not forgetting the bad. With Red Woman's ability, if you want to deal with oneself, there is absolutely no need for such complicated physical contact.
"You are very anxious, Lord Commander. Are you panicking from never ascending to such a high position, or are you apprehensive about the upcoming battle?"
Igor was stunned, slightly Thinking about it, it seems that after learning that oneself was elected Lord Commander, there was really abnormal and fluctuating emotions...
It's strange. Just like the psychological experiment "don't think about elephant" as everyone knows, a priest tells you "you have a problem" in a naughty tone. Looking back at himself under this hint, he is naturally not sick or sick. Lots of problems.
Want to play tricks with oneself? This level of tricks is not enough!
Igor narrowed his eyes and was about to respond, but the witch didn't give her a chance.
"It is important to perform duties and guard the human kingdom, but we must also pay attention to the combination of work and rest. Don't let oneself be unable to hold on before the war begins. Remember: only when you are comfortable and comfortable with your heart can you achieve success. Anything goes." She raised Igor's right arm in her hand and slowly but firmly guided it to oneself's waist, "Men and women are born with different qualities. Lord of Light's Supreme wisdom tells us clearly: combining , can generate power... Of course, Lord Commander must be snort disdainfully about this, so let's be blunt, even if the love of fish and water does not produce any power, it can be used to relax our body and mind and help us understand each other more deeply. , the way to build a closer and stronger alliance?"
In his hands, the witch's waist was incredibly warm and soft, and Igor knew that oneself was thinking about it again. Melisandre is not trying to do any tricks, but seduce oneself!
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