Chapter 206: Undercurrent
Hearing the sound of footsteps behind her, the woman's body did not move, but her eyes turned slightly to the back.
Then he received it back.
Step on...
soon.
A man with a black cloak and hood covering his face walked into the hall.
Veserys’ mansion was under strict surveillance, and now all hostels and inns in Pantos’ city are being raided.
No one thought that Veselis would arrange his backhand in the temple of the Red God.
"The city is already in chaos."
Rams Snow's head hidden under his hood lifted slightly, revealing a gloomy cheek.
At the same time, a pair of eyes did not conceal his own sex, and looked up and down the priestess of Rahlo.
And Melisandre, who was kneeling in front of the bonfire, heard Xiao Peeling's words, and was silent for a while, as if thinking about something, with a pair of beautiful eyes watching the beating flames in front of him.
It wasn't until Ramsay's outstretched hand almost touched her cheek that there was a slight fluctuation.
"Rams Snow."
Melisandre spoke abruptly.
In this empty hall, the voice of the priestess seemed a little ethereal and even echoed.
And Ramsay's hand was also stiff in the air.
A strong premonition rose in his heart, if he really touched Melisandre’s cheek...
Very terrible things will happen.
The woman knelt down in front of the bonfire with her back to him, and even the fragrance of the woman's body had penetrated into his nostrils.
However, Ramsay felt a total chill from the sky to his toes.
"you..."
There was a trace of surprise in Xiao Pei's eyes, and he involuntarily stepped back two steps, but still unwillingly quibble.
"Huh, aren't the sacrifices in the temple just for..."
There will be many abandoned orphans in the temple of Lakhlo, and they will become monks or prostitutes in the temple when they grow up.
Because of the rules handed down from the supreme priest of the Red Temple, people will perceive the gods when they reach sexual intercourse, so the temple prostitutes work more in the temple.
However, many senior Lakhlo believers know well that these are just a means for them to draw believers to strengthen their religion.
But for this reason, the term ‘sacrifice’ is often stigmatized on the continent of Essos.
This is what Ramsay said at the moment.
In fact, he didn't dare to move other bad thoughts, just couldn't control his own hands. He thought that he and Melisandre were both Weselis' dogs, and what was the difference between a dog and a dog.
However, Melisandre's face was as usual, not irritated by Ramsay's obvious humiliating words.
There was still no wave in the ancient well, and then his voice calmly spoke.
"I saw your tragic ending in the flames."
"Rames."
"If you can't manage your lower body well and cause public resentment, the prophecy will become a reality."
Melisandre's voice was flat, a pair of red eyes throbbed with flames and still didn't turn his head, but his words made Ramsay feel some scalp tingling.
He didn't know if Melisandre really saw her prophecy from the flames, or whether the woman was simply scaring herself.
But thinking about the premonition about danger just now, Rams decided to be more cautious from now on, lest he really became a proverb.
Then the young man with a gloomy face corrected his color and said with a light cough.
"The city is already in chaos, and it is still being planned."
"Should we inform Your Majesty of this matter so that he can prepare?"
Mei Li Shan Zhuo sat quietly in front of the bonfire, squinted her eyes slightly, and nodded after thinking for a moment.
"Can."
"Has the tasks assigned to you by the true king been completed?"
When Ramsay heard Melisandre's words, his clean face suddenly showed a confident smile, and his white teeth were sharp.
"certainly."
...
The Prince's Palace on the highest hill in Pantos.
Viselis sits on the top of the steps of the Rotunda, next to Prince Pantos, and Governor Illio Morpatis to his left.
At this moment, the process of the banquet has been halfway through, and the wine has gone through three rounds of food and five flavors. Except for a small conflict at the beginning, everything went smoothly afterwards.
However, the dark tide was still surging quietly, and Veserys observed that many Governors were whispering and pointing to himself.
And the servants of the governors kept coming in and out, not knowing what news they were reporting.
The large number of footsteps heard in the corridor outside the palace was almost completely concealed by the sound of the performance, if it weren't for Visiris's extraordinary ability to perceive it, he might not have noticed it.
Now the performance below the steps is a harlequin, and the dance just now has come to an end.
He is a short dwarf with funny tattoos on his face. At the moment, the harlequin is telling in an exaggerated and sharp tone that it is not very funny, even some inferior jokes.
Viselis was a little drowsy, but the old governors listened with relish.
Veselis' black velvet robe is also lined with scaly soft armor, and dusk is worn around his waist.
He supported his cheek with one hand and looked at the harlequin below. The tattoo on his face is said to be a style of Valantis.
The Valantis like to tattoo slaves on their faces so that they can identify which one is a slave and which one is a free citizen, and then treat them differently.
There is not much thought about such a poor dwarf Viserys. He does not have the power to change the world now, so he will not have any burden in his heart.
The only thing he would think of was the dwarf called Tyrion Lannister, the ‘little devil’.
The opponent is a few years older than him and should now look like seventeen or eighteen. Although Tyrion is short in stature, his wisdom is amazing.
If possible, Viselis would rather meet the little devil and chat with him.
However, it is a pity that Targaryen and Lannister are enemies of life and death, and the two are destined to be enemies.
At least it looks like this now.
Subsequently.
The funny clown below seems to be performing some interactive show.
"Tsk tusk, let me pick one from the adults."
Then the dwarf's gaze turned, and finally stayed on Viselis, with a harsh cry in his mouth, as if he had chosen Viselis.
And the young king was a little bit astonished with one hand supporting his cheek. He didn't expect the clown to find him.
However, just as the clown was approaching himself, a small ball of paper quietly fell out of his cuff and landed at Viselis's feet.
"Um?"
Viselis' eyes suddenly condensed slightly.
Then keenly turned around~www.NovelMTL.com~ What is this strong sense of familiarity?
Then Viselis stepped on the little paper ball with his feet calmly, without being seen by others.
When the clown finished the game, he bent over and picked it up.
The silver-haired boy opened the ball of paper and only glanced at it a few times, and then his eyebrows rose slightly.
"Um?"
And on the other side.
Thump thump...
The clown's performance is not over yet.
Suddenly a soldier walked in hurriedly from the outside, he leaned down and whispered a few words in the ear of a governor.
Then the gray-haired Governor's complexion changed.
"what?"
