The Winter of Ice and Fire Is Coming

Melisandre returned to her room.

She suddenly felt cold.

The ruby ​​on her throat glowed faintly, like a mysterious eye.

"How is this possible?" Meili Shanzhuo muttered to herself. She slowly knelt down, spreading her hands upwards, "Red God, why can I only see one fight? I did something wrong and blinded my eyes. Or did Ed Stark deliberately slander me?"

Outside Melisandre's closed door, several people stood there, as well as her servants.

The most distinguished among them is Queen Cyris.

They all saw the displeasure on Melisandre's face.

Melisandre is supreme in the heart of Queen Celis, who is the most pious follower of Melisandre. The other ladies all turned to the Red God after witnessing Melisandre's prophecy.

Melisandre lost confidence in herself for the first time.

Because Ed Stark saw two battles in the flames, and Stannis I believed what Ed Stark said.

This severely hit the sacredness in Melisandre's heart.

She served the Red God for hundreds of years (the original work and other information revealed that Melisandre was over four hundred years old, and the ruby ​​in her throat was the source of her energy and the fountain of youth. You can’t see these in TV series.), how May be lost to Ed Stark, a northern guy who does not believe in the Red God.

If what Ed Stark saw is true, what does it mean?

Obviously, someone might know her very well, which affected her sensitivity to fire predictions.

Or perhaps the will of the Red God descended on Ed Stark.

There are many possibilities and many uncertainties, and it is not ruled out that Ed Stark lied.

Melisandre knelt on the carpet, closed her eyes and began to pray, praying to her own red god, hoping that the red **** could give her true prophecies and enlightenment but also courage.

Her body was shaking, she was in fear.

Behind her, a shadow of Stannis I appeared faintly, gently stroking her shoulders, as if comforting her.

Melisandre's protection guard: Shadow Killer.

Lahlo: The king of light is also the **** of shadows.

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There is an orphanage in the flea den, which is responsible for adopting orphans who lost their parents and family members during the war.

There are hundreds of lucky people inside.

They are indeed lucky. Many orphans who have encountered them like them either cannot enter this orphanage, or they are killed by their parents.

A dozen bags of precious white rice and flour were moved into this orphanage by a group of beggars who rolled up their sleeves and trousers.

To enter the orphanage gate must go through a very dirty laneway.

Residents in the tall residential buildings on both sides woke up early in the morning, they would open the windows, pour last night's urine from the windows, and pour them into the lane in front of the gate of the orphanage.

The unbearable stench of this laneway for years is beyond description.

The ground has never been clean. The only cleaners are wild dogs and pouring rain.

The staff in the orphanage or the orphans have to go out, either with a broken piece of wood on their head or walking on tiptoes against the wall.

A bare-footed old monk with his trouser legs rolled up high, a staff in his hand, and wearing a patch of linen clothes stood on the roof of the three-story building of the orphanage, in the residential building facing the laneway. The residents of screamed: "I am the son of the Seven Gods. You are not allowed to pour any dirty things into the lanes. Have you heard clearly? Starting today, I won’t be allowed anymore."

Many residents heard the roar and stood up to the window to peek, and were afraid to face the roar of the ragged monk.

In the courtyard of the orphanage, on the roof, beggars in ragged clothes stood.

The monks’ seven-pointed stars are embroidered on their clothes.

This is a group of monks from the Seven Gods who call themselves sparrows from other places, with accents from all over the place.

"Whoever dared to pour dirty things into this lane, I will arrest him for trial." The ragged old monk said. His accent is a standard lingua franca, and his original local accent has disappeared in the sermons over the years.

Most of the residents remained silent.

But there are always exceptions.

A window was opened with a bang, and a large bucket of dirt fell down.

"You have offended the Seven Gods." The old monk shouted, "You have committed a sin and you have to be judged."

"Fuck you old beggar." The man on the opposite side laughed and humiliated the old beggar. "We have lived here for hundreds of years. Where do you come from, dare to control us. Flea den This is the rule, go begging, old stuff."

The old monk was not angry, but ordered: "To catch the villain who blasphemes the Seven Gods, he must accept the trial of the stranger."

The strangers in the monks' mouths were referring to death.

The guy at the window opposite is very stout, maybe he was a mercenary, or he is still a mercenary now. In King's Landing City, in addition to the royal black armour and the noble knights, mercenaries can run wild.

The most notorious mercenary regiment in King's Landing is the warrior regiment secretly controlled by Will. The most powerful mercenary in the warrior regiment is the living dead Robert Strong. ——Grego Clegane, the former magic mountain.

As a result, groups of beggars walked out in an endless stream in the orphanage. They held sticks, hoes, hatchets with missing edges, short knives with broken points, and rusty long swords. Go out through the laneway, turn into another street, and enter the residential building from the other side.

In just a short while, a violent fighting broke out in the opposite residential building. The guy who dared to pour dirt in front of the old monk was not alone in his family. There were several brothers, all of whom had swords. It is a group of mercenaries who sell their blood and sell their lives. ——The Black Hawk Mercenary Group of King's Landing.

The fighting was fierce, and the first group of beggars who rushed in were all easily brought down by the six brothers of the Black Hawk mercenaries. When they were laughing, the second batch of beggars rushed in. This time, when several beggar monks without fighting skills fell in a pool of blood, a brother of the black crow mercenary hung the color on his stomach. A rusty sword was stabbed in, while the other two brothers had colored arms on their arms and were slightly injured.

When the third batch of beggar monks fell, two of the mercenary brothers in the room died and the remaining four were all injured. The blood on the ground flowed down the stairs, and more beggar monks flocked to the stairs, from the ground to the stairs on the first floor, second floor, third floor, fourth floor, and fifth floor, all crowded with people.

The mercenaries of the four Black Hawk Legions lost their courage to fight, and they were exhausted after killing enemies several times their own. They were covered in blood and stood on the narrow stairs. One of the mercenaries who had been hit by several swords dropped his weapon and knelt in a pool of blood: "I ask for forgiveness from the Virgin, monks."

Several sticks hit his head, and he fell and fell on the bodies of other monks.

The other three mercenaries had to take up their weapons to go into **** battle again...

Before long, two of the six mercenary soldiers' bodies were hung at the gate of the orphanage, two hung at the east end of the lane, and the other two hung at the west end of the lane.

The six corpses, only humanoids, no humanoids, all bloody!