"The academy you talk about is like a savior. However, the academy wants to try its best to build a world without magic, but it is doing very in-depth research.
Hey, in my eyes, this is just an excuse for your double standards.
Of course, the contribution that the Citadel has made to Westeros is indeed an objective fact."
After listening to Moroya's words, Robb shook his head and chuckled and expressed his views on the school.
"Double standards? Objective facts? Interesting new terms. However, I can probably understand what you mean.
If the city wants to eliminate the unknown and dangerous occult, it must first understand its principles. Therefore, bachelors who study occult appeared hundreds of years ago.
However, dragons still existed in the world at that time, and the influence of mysterious power on the world was still very obvious. Many bachelors who seriously studied the occult were seduced by the sudden powerful power, and eventually became spellcasters who abused the mysterious power.
In order to avoid this situation from happening again in the future, the school city has gone through countless painful lessons.
We use Valyrian steel to eliminate the mysterious special characteristics and create Valyrian steel links for all bachelors who have achieved success in the study of mysticism. This is to put them in a state of true academic research."
Hearing Robb's words of obvious dissatisfaction with the Citadel, Moroya stared at her eyes full of dark circles and argued hard, trying to build a positive image for the Citadel.
"Okay, I didn't come to you to talk about this. Since you can't control Xion, then it's your turn to use charm on Bloodwind."
Upon hearing this, Robb waved his hand to Moroya, then skipped the topic and returned to the topic he cared about.
"Well, as ordered, Your Majesty!"
Now that Robb said this, Moroya, who originally wanted to say more, could only nod in agreement.
Robb picked up the pair of earrings that were as thick as an adult's little finger and walked out of the tent.
At this time, Xue Feng, who was lying lazily outside the tent, saw Robb coming out, and slapped his steel whip-like tail on the ground, not knowing that his ears were about to suffer.
Woo, woo!
As Blood Wind whimpered low and full of grievance, Robb climbed to its head and pierced both of its erect wolf ears with condensed ice spikes.
In order to prevent the vital blood wind from being affected, Robb directly installed a pair of Valyrian steel earrings on it.
Afterwards, Robb jumped off Bloodwind and asked Moroya who was waiting to cast the charm spell.
The effect was the same as Xion's. As soon as the dark blue light in Moroya's hand flew to the upper part of Xue Feng's head, it dissipated directly into the air.
Well, magic defense has achieved the effect I expected. So...
When he saw that the charm spell could no longer interfere with Blood Wind, Robb nodded secretly. Then in order to prevent his spiritual connection with Blood Wind from being revealed in front of outsiders,
He then deliberately ordered loudly: "Xue Feng, wrap your whole body in ice armor!"
Bang!
Upon hearing this, Xue Feng immediately stood up from his lazy lying position, and white ice mist began to rise all over his body.
But this time was different from the previous situation. The white ice mist quickly enveloped Xue Feng's huge body, but at most it could only linger under Xue Feng's smart eyes in the head area.
As long as the white ice mist moves above the eyes, it's like an invisible mouth is eating the white ice mist out of thin air.
In the end, Xue Feng could only condense the incomplete ice armor into shape, and now the upper part of its head is a defensive hole.
Well, there are pros and cons to using Valyrian steel earrings!
However, Xue Feng cannot use blood bond points to offset the magic effect like me. In order to prevent further accidents, this pair of earrings must be worn at all times.
As for the upper part of the head that cannot be protected by the ice armor, I can only help fill it during battle!
Looking at the upper part of Blood Wind's head that could not be protected by the ice armor, Robb knew that this would be his fixed position from now on.
"That's it, Xue Feng, let go of the ice armor and try spraying ice breath into the sky!"
As soon as Robb finished speaking, the ice armor on Bloodwind's body collapsed and dissipated piece by piece, and then it opened its mouth and raised its head to the sky, then sprayed out a tornado of ice mist.
This time, when the targetless tornado of ice and fog reached its highest point in the sky, it turned into small pieces of ice and fell down. A hailstorm immediately fell around Gendry's blacksmith tent.
Crack, crackle!
Small hailstones all over the sky crackled the surrounding tents. Moroya stared at the bloody wind with bright eyes, as if she had discovered a new world.
Before, she only knew that Robb could use ice magic, but now she discovered that Bloodwind could also use it. Compared to Robb, who had independent thinking and a noble status, Bloodwind was obviously easier to access.
"Well, that's it for today! Will, send Miss Moroya back. By the way, remember to give the moonstone in her hand to Clay for safekeeping."
Just when Moroya was thinking about how to get some blood wind hair, blood and other research materials, Robb spoke directly to Will.
When the Wolf Guards, including Weir, and the surrounding ironmen heard her fierce reply, they all pulled out the swords from their waists to prepare for the next accident.
After all, everyone knows she is a spellcaster who can use magic.
Well!
Moroya looked at the reaction of Weir and others with some astonishment, then lowered her head and glanced at the moonstone in her hand, which was only the size of a grain of rice.
She turned her head and said to Robb in a relaxed manner: "Your Majesty, I mean I still have something important to talk to you about, well, let's talk about it alone!
You know I can't do you any harm at all."
After saying that, Moroya took the initiative to throw the ultra-small moonstone in her hand to Weir.
"Xue Feng, shrink in size!"
Robb did not answer Moroya directly, but turned to give instructions to Xue Feng.
As soon as he finished speaking, Xue Feng's huge body began to squirm and twist. In the shocked eyes of the people around him who saw it using [Control] for the first time, it slowly shrank to the size of an ordinary gray wolf.
And the pair of Valyrian steel earrings were hanging on Bloodwind's ears like trendy big earrings.
"Come in and talk!"
Robb, who was very cautious, said something to Moroya, and then led Bloodwind into the blacksmith's tent.
Moroya, who was shocked several times today and could barely close her mouth, calmed down her excitement and walked into the tent.
"Go ahead! What do you want to talk about?"
"Your Majesty, I want Xuefeng's hair and blood for research. Maybe this will be the first step in the history of occult science..."
"no!"
Just as Moroya was about to talk, she was interrupted by Robb without hesitation. Then he continued expressionlessly,
"If you have nothing else to say, then follow Weir back!"
"Your Majesty, our Hightower family rules the prosperous old town and there is no shortage of golden dragons, and we have not had any desire to compete for power in the past hundreds of years.
This can be seen from the fact that we invested in building a school city to serve the nobles of Westeros and have been protecting it to this day.
So, why did we suddenly turn our backs on the Tyrell family this time and come to besiege Highgarden?"
Hearing Robb's cold words, Moroya gritted her teeth and opened her mouth to bring up a topic that she thought was attractive to Robb.
"Yes, this is an issue I have been thinking about for a while. Very good, Miss Moroya, let's sit down and talk!"
When Robb heard this, he changed his sarcastic expression and pointed to the chair in the tent with a smile and replied to Moroya.
What a qualified king!
Seeing Robb's rapidly changing expression, Moroya not only sighed in her heart.
After the two sat down on the chairs in the tent, Moroya was the first to speak: "Your Majesty, in order to show sincerity, let me tell you some important information first.
We, the Hightowers, participated in the siege of Highgarden because a huge force made my father an offer he could not refuse."
Huge power...
Robb stroked the head of Blood Wind lying next to him with his hand while pondering Moroya's words.
He considered it carefully in his mind, and then said directly: "I can't give you Xue Feng's hair and blood. However, I can cooperate with your magic research.
If your information is true, I can even provide you with some of my hair and blood."
Robb had always had speculations about the force hidden behind Tywin, so he always had a sense of crisis lingering in his heart.
So now that it is very possible to obtain their true situation, Robb naturally cannot give up easily.
Moreover, Robb understands that the blood wind is the source of his blood contract and magic power, and there cannot be any problems.
On the contrary, no matter whether Moroya really used his hair and blood for research, or cast curse magic, etc., he was not afraid at all, because he had sufficient blood bond point protection.
At the beginning, Melisandre had the blessing of the Lord of Light, and the curse magic she cast was offset by the blood contract points. He did not believe that Moroya could cast a more powerful curse magic.
"Your Majesty, academic research on mysticism is not easy and requires a variety of research materials..."
"There is no room for negotiation in this matter. Since it is a huge force, then they must not only win over your Hightower family.
If you don't tell me, I'll go back and talk to the Martell family, the Redwin family, or even the Tully family. There will definitely be something to gain in the end, right?"
Moroya originally wanted to bargain, but was interrupted by Robb.
Judging from her performance, she is definitely a qualified Bachelor of Occult Studies, but she is obviously not a qualified businessman. After hesitating for a while, she finally said to Robb:
"Your Majesty, please keep your promise. The huge force coming to our Hightower family is..."
…
Junlin City, outside Linhe Gate.
Jaime, who was appointed Commander of the City Watch by Tywin, did not wear a golden robe, but instead wore Lannister armor and a red mask.
At this time, he was commanding nearly a thousand people in golden robes to scold the densely packed refugees outside Linhe Gate, asking them to give up their occupied Rose Avenue.
When Tywin returned to King's Landing and lifted the city's lockdown order, the temporary gathering areas around King's Landing did not disband. Instead, as more and more refugees arrived, it seemed to form a satellite city of King's Landing.
These refugees mainly gathered at the three city gates based on their former residence. Refugees who fled from the Riverlands along the King's Road gathered at the Dragon Gate.
Refugees who fled from the West along the Golden Road gathered at the Dragon Gate, and recently a large number of refugees who fled from the castles in the Reach, Stormlands, and Dorne March gathered at the River Gate.
As a giant city with a population of four to five million, King's Landing, surrounded by hundreds of thousands of refugees, was like a fat man who suddenly became bloated.
Not only the temporary gathering place outside the city, but also various security problems occurred in King's Landing. The Golden Robes, which had already increased to more than 6,000 people, had to expand again.
Seeing his newly expanded golden robes shouting arrogantly at the refugees, James turned his head impatiently and looked at the tall Red Keep.
James didn't quite understand his father's decision to only maintain security in the temporary gathering place and not forcibly repatriate the large number of refugees.
However, Jaime has always trusted and obeyed Tywin's decisions, except for letting him marry Lysa Tully.
So this is not the reason for his irritability. What makes him irritable is because of Cersei's change in attitude towards him.
After returning to King's Landing from the Brotherhood Without Banners, Tywin's attitude towards him has obviously become better, and he is no longer as harsh as before. Cersei, on the other hand, doesn't know if it is because they have been separated for too long, and she is obviously alienated from him.
Quite a few.
After completing today's routine work, James returned to the Red Keep alone. When he arrived at the Queen Mother's palace in Maegor's Tower, James was stopped outside by several guards.
"Lord James, Her Majesty the Queen Mother is not feeling well today. She refuses to see anyone!"
After stopping James, one of the guards spoke to him directly.
"Do you feel uncomfortable? Have you asked Grand Maester Pycelle to take a look? Get out of the way. I want to go in and see how she is doing."
When Jaime heard this, he immediately began to worry about Cersei's physical condition. He opened his mouth to answer and forced himself into the room.
"Lord James, please go back. This is an order from Her Majesty the Queen Mother. Don't force us to take action!"
When James was about to force his way in, the guard immediately drew his sword and warned him loudly.
"Action? Haha, I've been in a bad mood recently. I may not know the importance of taking action, but don't worry, I will prepare a pension for you!"
Seeing that these guards seemed to be serious, James took a step back and assumed an attack posture. He chuckled under the mask, and then spoke extremely threatening words in a calm tone.
Squeak!
Just as tensions were rising outside the Queen Mother's palace, the door suddenly opened from the inside.
Lancel, who had a young and handsome face and was wearing gorgeous armor, walked out of it. As soon as he saw the scene outside the door, he yelled at the guards: "This is Jaime Lannister. Do you not recognize him or are you doing it on purpose?"
To embarrass him?
Why don’t you apologize to him quickly!”
"Sorry, Lord James!"
After hearing this, the guards immediately saluted James and apologized.
"Cousin James, Her Majesty the Queen Mother just drank Grand Maester Pycelle's potion and is now sleeping soundly. If you want to go in to visit, I will go in first to wake her up."
After the guard apologized, Lancel immediately turned to James and said loudly.
Looking at Lancel's handsome smiling face, James slowly put away his attacking posture, then shook his head and said, "No, I'll come visit her another day!"
"Well, when Her Majesty the Queen Mother wakes up, I will tell her that you have been here, Cousin James."
"good!"
Looking at the back of James who turned to leave, Lancel couldn't help but murmured in his heart,
The trick Her Majesty the Queen Mother taught me really works. She really understands Cousin James's character very well!
After leaving the Queen Mother's palace, James did not return to his room, but instead walked towards Grand Maester Pycelle's room.
When he arrived at the floor where Grand Maester Pycelle was, James happened to see a slim red-haired beauty wearing only a gauze dress open his room.
James didn't want to get too involved in Grand Maester Pycelle's personal affairs. He waited for the red-haired beauty to leave before knocking on Pycelle's door.
"Come in, please come in! The door is unlocked."
There was a knock on the door, and the old and frail voice of Grand Maester Pycelle came from the room.
After James pushed the door open and walked in, he saw him shakily getting up from the somewhat messy bed.
"Ha, yes, it's Lord James. Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"I want to ask about the medicine you prepared for Her Majesty the Queen Mother."
"What, what medicine? Is Her Majesty the Queen Mother sick?"
Upon hearing James' question, Grand Maester Pycelle answered with a puzzled expression.
"Oh, that's right!
Her Majesty the Queen Mother was recently disturbed by a male cat in heat and had trouble sleeping. I wonder if the Grand Master can prepare some medicine that will not harm its life but can calm its restlessness in heat?"
Seeing Pycelle's puzzled expression, the corners of James' mouth under the mask twitched slightly, and then he spoke in a very natural tone.
"Oh, yes, there is such a medicine. Sir James, please wait a moment, I will look for it."
Hearing this, Pycelle thought for a moment before turning around and rummaging through the wooden shelves where he placed many potion bottles.
"Lord James, this bottle of potion was made a long time ago, but there is no problem with its efficacy. At that time, a certain nobleman, like you, wanted to stop a male dog from going into heat, so he asked me to prepare it.
However, it seems that he didn’t need this bottle of potion later, so he left it here with me.”
"Very good, it just meets the needs of Her Majesty the Queen Mother!"
After a while, Jaime was preparing to leave Maegor's Tower while throwing a bottle of potion in one hand.
Um?
At the connection between Maegor's Tower and the Prime Minister's Tower, Jaime saw his father's personal guard captain heading towards the Prime Minister's Tower with a strange, fat man.
Why is it strange?
Because this man was unusually fat, there were two strong civilians wearing ragged clothes on his left and right to help him move forward.
But this fat man with a rosy face and an obvious look of a dandy aristocrat was wearing a very simple and monotonous gray-brown coat, with a strange-looking iron key hanging on his chest.
…
"...The key keepers of the Iron Bank are not just ordinary key keepers. They are the richest, most powerful and influential founding families of the Iron Bank!"
Looking at Robb who was listening carefully, Moroya whispered the information she knew.
"Iron Treasury? Keykeeper? No, no! How could they get into this muddy water at this time!"