Under the shaking light and shadow of the torch, as Jia Kun kept telling it in the cage, Shire basically understood what was going on.

Simply put, after leaving King's Landing, the other party did not return to Bravos, but went south to the old town.

Then find the so-called Thousand-faced God’s truth.

He didn't tell the truth, but of course he didn't find it. But just as he got into the towering tower, he was affected by the so-called power of the long night.

Then he went straight north to assassinate Charles.

It's not anyone who is casual, nor is it the person Jia Kun himself wanted to kill, but Shahr, who is basically a chance encounter.

The other party's purpose is clear.

Who would want to kill him?

Shire felt that many people wanted to kill him, but those who had the ability to cast spells seemed to be the inexplicable God of Fighting.

Or the long night itself?

Thinking of all his actions in the Great Wall, Charles narrowed his eyes.

The ancient god behind the White Walkers actually have a certain connection between the two.

God of Yan is the lackey of the strange god.

The girl in the red robe once said this in her letter.

"They wanted to get rid of me, but instead of using their own strength, they affected a faceless person who came to the door."

"So, is it said that they do not have the best combat power to show their hands?"

Shire was therefore reminded of the miserable three-eyed crow. He had to pick people when communicating with believers, and usually couldn't even speak...

He thought of the war invaded in Deeplin Fort again, which was very powerful, but he didn't have much effort to break it.

All the local gods are silver-like wax gun tips?

Or, their abilities are completely different from the gods they know?

Just as he was thinking, the guards had untied the iron chains tied to the cage with the gate, and then took back the shackles on Jia Kun's hands and feet.

Relying on the vitality that had just been replenished, Jia Kun was in pretty good condition at this time.

After losing his restraint, he patted his butt and stood up, rubbed the broken "skin" still hanging on his face. Then he did not rush to leave. Instead, he stood in the cage and looked at Charles: "The boy just let someone go?"

Shire didn't answer, but frowned and asked another question: "I look so much like a child?"

When he first met this person, he called him a boy. At that time, Charles didn't care much, thinking that the other party jokingly called him, but why is he still called him this now?

It is good to be mistaken for being young, but it is a bit too young for a little kid?

"In Bravos, those who have never done anything between men and women are called boys." Jia Kun replied seriously.

Shire looked choked and speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, he naturally revealed the words, "After you have helped me, you are also affected by others. I will not let you go. Do you still leave you here for free?"

Jia Kun raised his eyebrows when he heard this: "The boy really believes what someone says?"

"Of course." Charles replied, "You are not lying."

In fact, Charles could see whether the target had good intentions or hostility towards him, but he didn't need to tell others about this.

After a moment of dazed, Jia Kun nodded, and then stepped out of the cage.

After coming out, he stretched his waist first, rubbed his wrists that were imprisoned and purple, and then suddenly said, "How should someone help you?"

"help me?"

"The truth has not been found out yet. Tower Tower is the enemy. It wants to kill you, and someone wants to form an alliance with you."

"Is it you or the entire Faceless?"

"Since someone is a faceless person, a faceless person has no identity, the nameless person can be anyone."

Charles felt that this man was a little treacherous, but he didn't intend to refuse the helper who came to the door. He thought for a while and said, "In Quels City on the continent of Ersos, there is a girl named Daenerys. She has three dragons, which is easy to identify and should be very famous."

"If you really want to help, bring her here."

Nodding, without asking what Daenerys had to do with the current incident, Jia Kun turned around and left, but halfway through, he suddenly paused, "What do the boy plan to do?"

"What should I do?"

"The old town, towering tower, and the curse of wanting to kill a boy."

After a moment of silence, Charles answered a question, "They are scared."

...

The brief conversation ended, and after Jia Kun left, Charles left the dungeon.

As soon as he came out, before he could walk up the stone steps, Tyrion's short figure came up, his expression was entangled, and his face was full of shame.

"Sorry, sir, I didn't expect..."

"It's okay." Charles interrupted him indifferently: "It's normal for him to be in a seamless way."

"Can……"

"Nothing is wrong." Seeing that he seemed to be still confused, Charles turned to ask, "You think if I ask for an initiative, how many people will support me?"

"Take an initiative?" Tyrion did not react for a moment.

"That's right, take the initiative to go out of the Great Wall to hunt the White Walkers." Shir said, keeping his pace.

"It depends on how much you think about it, sir." Tyrion followed his butt with short legs, and said as he walked: "Believe me, no one will agree to the normal request. After all, no one wants to take the risk of fighting the dead. But if sir, sir, sir, sir, then everyone must consider it carefully."

Shire nodded.

He wasn't actually sure what he should do.

The enemy was afraid of him, or they might have been scared.

Otherwise, they would not have "sent" faceless people to assassinate from afar.

The enemy also seems to have no great ability.

Otherwise, there would not be only one faceless person coming, without any other effort.

In this case, according to his idea, it is a good choice to solve the White Walker as soon as possible and then find out whether it is the thing he is looking for.

But due to the unknown nature of that thing, he hesitated about it.

"The White Walkers seem to be unreasonable, but what exactly is behind them..."

Muttering, Charles frowned.

Although I felt that the other party had a silver-like wax gun tip, it seemed that it was not a good choice to attack before I could figure out what the enemy was.

After all, according to the division of local gods, you have your own chassis under your feet, and taking the initiative to attack north of the Great Wall is someone else's.

Thinking of it, he naturally thought of the three-eyed crow

Or the so-called old god.

If there is anything that can explain all this, no one seems to know better than that one.

"By the way, ask the Stark's children." He secretly determined his thoughts, so he accelerated his pace and prepared to take people to the fish beams and wood heart tree closest to the Great Wall to negotiate with the Three-eyed Crow.

As a result, before he could take a few steps, a loud call could be heard in his ears.

This loud voice Charles has only heard of Daenerys, and nothing else is like this.

But what appeared this time was not a female voice, but a man’s voice!

The pronunciation is clear, low, and the voice of a man is shining with a slight cold and hard.

"This is……"

Charles felt that the sound was a little familiar and couldn't help but touch his chin.

After thinking about it for a moment, he was a little stunned.

Stannis?
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