High Magic Earth

In order to make this banquet located in the remote place of Westeros as rich as possible, the aristocratic families in the fortress did not worry about it. Daenerys left them not much time, only one afternoon It’s not easy to prepare for the dinner in this era of backward efficiency.

In the central square of the lord’s hall, a lot of actors and actresses were gathered at this time. The number is not much, but it is the only entertainer in the wind castle that can set off the atmosphere.

Because of the siege of the unmarked, the well-informed caravan had bypassed the Breath of the Wind and continued to move forward, and performance teams such as circuses or troupes would never come to this castle surrounded by war. .

So if there weren't a group of circuses that happened to be in the castle, these nobles who were eager to prove their value to Daenerys might have no way, but now, these artists have become the fuse of chaos.

Stan turned a deaf ear to the chaos not far away, slamming his noodles in his hands with his head down, and his eyes were staring at the plate of noodles that had already reached the bottom. In fact, most of them came to the dinner party The civilians in the Fort are in this state. Because of the lack of food in the Fengxi Fort, they cannot eat for a long time. The lively banquet is not heard in both ears. Only the food in the hand is the most important.

However, after the banquet in the middle of the night, most people had already eaten seven or eight, so they also had the free energy to watch the troupe performances in the venue, and they gathered together from time to time to coax, but Stan is obviously not one of the majority. member.

As a blacksmith, although his income and life are far better than other civilians, his consumption is also much greater than others. After all, if he wants to build a weapon, he must first have a good body. Stan’s meal is almost comparable Twice as ordinary people, the food in Fengxibao was scarce during this time, but he was hungry, so he hasn’t stopped talking until now.

Stan chews the noodles in his mouth, and then sends it down with thick broth. His shrewd and fierce eyes swept away from time to time. When he returned from the north, he also took advantage of the war to be a robber and a thief for a long time, and where did his character get.

In addition to the perennial blacksmith's physique, he is not inferior to Sir Farin's elite guard. It can be said that Stan is also a leader in Fengxibao City, and the civilians near the city gate did not dare to provoke him.

I noticed that no one noticed. While everyone around me was looking at the center of the venue attentively, Stan quickly touched two pieces of cake from the table and hid it in his arms. His family also had a daughter under ten years old. Normally, she would not lack her food and drink, but at this time, Fengxibao was short of food. Even if he was rich in a blacksmith's house, he could not buy food.

Although the food at the private noble banquet is not a felony, but it is not a small matter. In the principle of being able to do one thing less, Stan is still very careful when doing it. These noodles in his arms, It is estimated that it will be enough for the two of them.

Stan has also heard of the name of Daenerys, who was born in the storm, but whether he is against the Tangerian dynasty. He still has no sense of belonging to the hypocrite on the Iron Throne, as long as he lives well, so once the garrison of the Wind Breath is relaxed, he will immediately sneak out of the city with his daughter, even the householders here Don't do it.

Because he estimated that Fengxibao would soon be involved in the war. Although the blacksmith could make a small amount of money at this time, he was always drawn to the front line or caught the danger of Zhuang Ding, and today’s black dress The man turned his iron felt into gold iron felt. It also gave Stan the determination to sneak away.

The wealth after this golden iron felt melted away was enough to make him leap into one of the richest people in the countries, by then, no matter where he went. You can start with your daughter again, and as a blacksmith, he can save the way to melt gold.

Just when Stan was thinking about his second half of his life, he suddenly discovered that someone was pushing him behind him, which made him startled and thought he was aware of stealing the cake. But this impatience and fright disappeared without a trace immediately after turning his head.

Because it was a soldier leaning on him, whether it was a long sword in the waist or a small shield hanging on his arm, it all proved that he was the confidant of Sir Faring and the most elite soldier in the Wind Breath. Facing such a person, even if Stan is a blacksmith, he dare not make it.

"You... are you okay." Stan quickly tossed the food in his hand and helped the soldier up with a smile.

Westeros is cold and mostly dominated by knights, so most of the soldiers are wearing armor. He has a helmet with breastplates and legplates. I am afraid that he also weighs a hundred pounds. Stan is a blacksmith and has strength. It's very big in itself, this armor is of course a matter of course, but he smelled something else wrong.

A very strong **** smell, very rich, almost awakened in those days when he experienced the war. Stan found that the soldiers in his hands were weak and seemed unable to lift them up, so he quickly turned the soldiers over, To find out when the soldier had lost his life, a deep and long gap was cut in his neck.

Stan’s situation has long attracted other people’s attention. The soldier’s body was not noticed in half the darkness, but now when he turned it over, his wounds were clearly seen by others. Stan looked to the left and right. It was found that the civilians with thin faces in the vicinity were scared and silly, and the screams that should have been indiscriminately were also forgotten.

Stan was a little flustered, he didn't know what was going on, but he knew he couldn't do anything like this, so he quickly pushed the soldiers aside, and said rashly, "Not me, not me, I don't know..."

"It's killing!"

But this time, a terrified scream almost scared away Stan's soul. He thought it was caused by himself, but the next moment, he found that there was greater chaos near the venue not far away.

The actors present were all invited by the nobles to spend a lot of money, but their performances were also superb. Whether it was flying knives' acrobatics or fire-breathing performances, all of them were in the eye, and there were still many dwarfs. Clowns, but the most eye-catching are the high platforms erected on the left and right sides, as well as the performances walking on the lines above the high platforms.

Stan, who had seen such a tightrope performance, saw it in his early years, but as the nations entered chaos, no circus appeared to perform and beg for life. But now, this tightrope circus artist seems to have fallen off, and it is definitely not alive. Then, Stan's eyes rolled. It seems to be thinking whether to run away in chaos.

Although it is not reasonable to say that this is reasonable, the original nobility was not a good person. It is estimated that he would not give himself the opportunity to reason, think of this. Stan's heart was across, he was about to escape home, and then left the Wind Breath.

And just before he took action, the greater confusion permeated the audience.

"Look! What is that?"

"what happened to you?!"

"I... really want to see..."

There was a sudden panic at the lively banquet. It was like a rapidly spreading infectious disease. In a flash, screams and cries occupied the entire banquet. The nobles sitting in the hall of the lord were stunned by the following scene, stood up, and screamed at the following What, but immediately, a stream of blood spewed from his neck, and suddenly the nobles started to panic.

Stan is like most other people. It was completely confused, and it was not clear what happened, until a soldier seemed to find the death of his companion, and ran to Stan angrily, Stan also found him, he wanted to escape, but all were nearby The panicked crowd blocked Stan's road.

"What did you do!" The soldier pulled out his long sword and pointed to the corpse pile Stan on the ground, and shouted.

"I...I..." Stan was speechless. These soldiers are not good servants. As the guards of Sir Faring, they can say that killing is not too much. It is the complete control of the Wind Breeze.

And Stan thought he would die here. The angry soldier suddenly paused, his footsteps stopped slowly, and he touched his neck strangely with his hands.

Stan's eyes were sharp, he saw a shadow disappear from the soldier's neck, and then the soldier's blood spewed out. Pouring Stan's face ahead.

"Monster!!!"

Stan screamed in horror, and finally understood what was happening at the banquet. He stood up and rolled up, and then squeezed out to join the army of escape.

Two places were erected, and the high platform used as a circus walk rope also made a squeaking noise. The wooden bracket began to be overwhelmed, gradually leaning towards the center of the field, and then fell in a burst of squeaking teeth. Fall to the ground.

Stan in the crowd has long noticed the danger from above his head. With his strong body, he desperately squeezes out. Where there are more old and weak and sick, he will squeeze wherever he goes, because the chance of going out is greater.

Seeing that the wooden frame above his head was about to hit the crowd, Stan no longer had any spare power. He turned over a few banquet tables, then squeezed several civilian women aside, and finally splashed on the heavy wooden frame. Before flying, rushed out of this crowded venue.

Obviously, the dinner party that Daenerys gave to the public was estimated to have been destroyed, but Stan was still very lucky. After all, he was not the meat sauce and the wounded under the wooden frame, but in contrast, Sir Faring was abnormal Was angry.

At the beginning, Sir Farin did not care. After all, it was a common thing to have an accident during the performance, or to walk in the banquet, but as the crowd began to crowd out, they fled, and even the wooden frame was smashed. While at the venue, he finally couldn't help shouting at the soldiers around him, "What are these untouchables!"

He wasn't worried about the life and death of these people, but he was afraid of messing up the task assigned to Daenerys.

"Big... Master, it's unclear for the time being." A personal soldier knelt behind him, bowing his head stuttering. The confusion below was very sudden, and they didn't know what was going on.

"Sir Afar is dead! Master! Sorry, Afar is dead." At this moment, a guard suddenly rushed to Sir Faring's side, then said panicly.

"What!" Sir Faring suddenly got up. Afar was a member of the Pota family in the city and was also a noble. The death of the noble was a big thing, especially in a small place like Fengxibao, "How..." But before he could speak, more news came one after another.

"Sir, Lord Polya is dead!"

"Lord Gulis died..."

More and more guards gathered around Sir Farin, seeming to be warning him that the situation below had become chaotic, and then the faint brazier had not been overturned. Farin saw that the position of the nobles not far away was indeed There were many people lying on the ground, and more people ran out in a panic like headless flies.

"Adult! Neborg is on fire!"

Another guard reported to Faring that his body was covered with burning smoke, but Sir Faring recognized him as the captain of the patrol who stayed in the castle.

The scene became chaotic almost instantaneously, the banquet venue below had become a mess, the long tables were turned upside down, food and soup were scattered all over the place, people juggling props and atmosphere tents also It collapsed everywhere, and there were still many corpses lying in it, and the dazzling blood flowing on the ground seemed to be proclaiming that this chaos was far from being as simple as ordinary restlessness.

The braziers on both sides of the road were overturned to the ground, causing more fire along the wooden frames scattered on the ground. Some soldiers ran in it, busy fighting fires, or driving out crowds. Farin felt that his head was a bit messy. What the **** is this, is the enemy invading, and where is the enemy, if not, what is the corpse, he even saw the bodies of several soldiers.

But in any case, the chaos can't be stopped. The only thing that can be done now is to end the chaos as soon as possible. Thinking of this, Faring asked the people around him, "Where is Her Majesty?"

"No... I don't know." A soldier in charge of the patrol banquet said tremblingly, "After Her Majesty's departure halfway through the scene ~www.ltnovel.com~, she never came back and we didn't know where she was."

"What about the queen's courtiers?" Sir Farin took a deep breath and asked again, he did not intend to count on the nobles in the castle. What kind of guys did he know clearly, at this time only Daenerys's Reliable, after all, the army is in the hands of Her Majesty the Queen.

"They... go back and rest in the castle first." A guard whispered next to him, "There are also many noble ladies there."

Farin knew what was going on. He thought about it and prepared everyone to go down to maintain order. As long as the civilians were rushed home, the remaining nobles would naturally be quiet, and no matter what enemies were there, Can be gradually checked out, but this time, a sharp-eyed soldier suddenly pointed to the sky.

"Adult, look. Is that... rain?"

Falin looked in the direction he was pointing, and found that the deep night did not know when it was enveloped by a layer of mist, and in this mist, there were countless black spots falling slowly, like countless locusts, With a depressing breath, dark and bloody. (To be continued.)

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