Game of Thrones: The Strongest Guoguang

Chapter 27 Mystery of the Alchemist Guild ([-])

A faintly burning candle slightly lit up the claustrophobic and dark room. In the dark cell that had not been ventilated for a long time and gave off a musty smell, a muffled sound resounded.

"So that's how it happened?"

"You didn't lie?"

Looking at the figure huddled behind the table with sharp eyes, Jim questioned the poor tailor.

"Jim, don't be so rude!" The speaker was soft, very different from the young man named Jim.

"I am Gordon McCuller, the investigator appointed by the court for you. This is my deputy Jim. We will restore the truth of the incident for you. Please trust us."

Tom Saul nodded palely, and still insisted, "This is the whole process, I'm not lying, you must check it out, I can't kill Majesh..."

Seeing Tom's emotional instability, Gordon comforted him patiently, and then walked out of the prison with Jim.

The sunlight outside became dazzling, and the two couldn't help but squint their eyes before they started talking.

Jim is Gordon's apprentice and assistant. The two of them just sang the red face and the other sang the bad face just now. They wanted to get more details about the case.

"Jim, there are two doubts about this matter. The first thing is what does the sentence that Majesh shouted, I'm about to get rich?"

"The second is... the location where Majesh's body was found, and him..."

"Master, do you still suspect that there is someone in purple behind this matter?"

"That's not necessarily..." Gordon shook his head, "Instead, it seems to be setting the blame, it's too obvious."

The Braavosi people were once slaves of the Valyrians, and the slaves fled to what is now Braavos, an island shrouded in mist, where they found a sea snail that could extract dark purple dye, So the mysterious and elegant purple became the representative color of the city of mystery.

Captain Braavos liked to dye the hulls and sails purple, first to conceal his identity as runaway slaves, and then it became a proud tradition for them to identify themselves, and their love of wearing purple clothes was also their characteristic.

At the scene where Majesh's body was found, Gordon saw clearly that he had been stripped of his face!
This is also the signature skill of the Braavos professional killer "The Faceless Man", which means that Majesh has become a part of the God of Many Faces, but Gordon feels that this is not like the hand of the Faceless Man. .

"Majesh died in an alley near the Alchemists' Union, which is the closest to Mud Street, under the Visenya Hills. No one around the place where the incident happened can be seen clearly. It can be seen that Majesh probably died in the middle of the night... "

"The Alchemist's Guild...how do they react to these wise men?" Gordon asked Jim.

"Master, let me ask." Jim ran to the fort where the golden robe was stationed.

"This kid...is in a hurry." Gordon shook his head, and needed to confirm the family that Tom Saul had worked with Majesh before. What information do they have about this incident?

The ravens flew up, and Gordon asked the bachelors in charge of the ravens in the Great Court to bring his handwritten long letter to the former Wanka family, that is, the nobleman who drove Majesh out, Lem Wanka Where the family.

At this time, Jim had already returned from the Golden Robe office, and he said to Gordon excitedly, "Master, those wise men from the Warlock Guild reported to the patrolling Golden Robe a month ago that their things had been stolen! "

The Alchemists' Guild is an ancient society of learned men, sometimes called pyromancers.The alchemist guild was once very prosperous, but in recent centuries, the rise of the bachelors made the pyromancers watch their influence go from bad to worse.Over the years, it has claimed to possess many magical and occult arts.

Official members of the Alchemists' Guild call each other the Wise Men.They also have apprentices and assistants to assist in their work, and the wise man who leads this guild is the master of the alchemists' guild.

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"magic?"

In the princess mansion, Ranila looked at the old man in front of her and asked in a suspicious tone.

"Your Highness, when your ancestors Valyrians ruled the world, didn't they rely on magic and giant dragons?"

Seeing that Rhaenila's expression was still full of doubts, the old man could only continue to say,
"Academic cities and churches forbid ordinary people to study magic. We pyromancers can only seek it alone, and there are fewer and fewer colleagues. But in the Trade Federation, in Asshai, the land of shadows, the torch of magic is still burning."

The person who came was the president of the Alchemists' Guild. He was invited by Rhaenyla to discuss issues related to magic.

"It is said that you pyromancers can only create wildfire?"

"On our terms, we can only create wildfires.

His Highness is also quite aware of the power of wildfire, a magic item. There are only three kinds of fire in the world that burn higher than this substance: one is dragon flame, the other is earth fire, and the third is the midsummer sun.

In addition, we can alchemy, shape fire spells, and even create fire creatures..."

Flame creature?Rhaenila's curiosity was full all of a sudden, the big screw of the Fire Demon King?Hey, are these "wise men" so powerful?

Seeing Rhaenila's eyes full of curiosity, the old man shook his head and said to her, "Creating fire creatures requires strong strength and sufficient magic power. Not only fire magicians, but also other mages who practice fire magic have not made them for a long time. , this magic is about to be lost, and I, who is far away in King's Landing, naturally won't..."

"And..." The old man looked at the dragon egg held in Rhaenyla Targaryen's hand with a look of longing, envy and other inexplicable emotions.

"Your Highness, you already have a peak flame creature from ancient Valyria..."

"Dragon is the bridge of magic. Dragon fire is lit by magic. With the powerful dragon flame, who needs wildfire to lose it, and the same is true for fire creatures...Since the Valyrians began to tame dragons, no one dared Fighting with axes in front of them."

"Dragon is the bridge of magic..."

Rhaenila looked down at the dragon egg, and said with a clear smile: "Only we can hatch this dragon egg. It is indeed the strongest work of fire magic and blood magic."

Valyria was not only the overlord of the world, but also a powerful magical civilization. After the catastrophe, its afterglow still shines on all parts of the world. Not only Westeros is ruled by the Targaryen dynasty, but also other places. There are still Valyrians who hold the throne, proud of their Valyrian blood.

"Oh, by the way, I heard that your Warlock Association has been stolen, or is it a magic item?"

Hearing Rhaenila's inquiry, the old man nodded and said nervously:
"Our glass candle has been stolen, and inside..."

(End of this chapter)