Game of Thrones Overlord Conquest.

Chapter 21 The Bachelor Blood Witch

The setting sun sank through the dome into the conference hall.

The doctor who came along with the guards saw a feast of death. The high-ranking nobles were lying on the side of the overturned chairs, and the cups, silver plates, and food were scattered all over the place.

Under the gaze of everyone, the scribe Aslan carefully handed over the owner of the courtyard in his arms to the doctor wearing a hood, and then slumped on the ground with dull eyes, as if the owner's unfortunate death had shaken his heart completely. Cool down.

Seeing the scene in front of them, the nobles who survived the murder felt terrified and extremely angry, clamoring frantically to execute the conspirator Salo Kotter immediately.

In a daze, Aslan seemed to hear the voices of the nobles, staggered to his feet in a daze, and walked forward evasively.

Sighing sadly, he regained the rigor and wisdom of the past, and reminded with his heart:
"Your Excellencies, it's great that you're fine. The gods are also protecting Kehor. Please take control of the inner city defenses as soon as possible, so as not to give criminals and Dothrakis an opportunity."

Hearing this reminder, the nobles instantly turned pale with fright, and glared at the sinner Salo Kotter angrily.

Soon, they reacted quickly:
"Aslan, the traitor Salo Kotter, he murdered your master viciously and viciously. The High Council of Nobles will never let him go. I will entrust you with the courtyard first. The situation is urgent. contribute to the future of Hall City."

The surviving nobles left the instructions lightly, and they all showed eager expressions and left the conference hall in a hurry.

From their eyes that originally only revealed fear and cowardice, there was a sudden eager and greedy gaze.

It can be guessed that they are so eager, I am afraid it is not simply to contribute to the city of Kohol.

After the surviving nobles left, only the hooded doctor was left in the meeting hall, still silently examining the corpse.

The entire hall fell into wordless silence.

Under the dome, the sun and dusk fell on everyone, forming a strange and harmonious picture scroll.

"This is, this is the tear of Rees."

The doctor's exclamation awakened the silence.

The sinner Salo Kotter, who was being guarded by the Unsullied, suddenly raised his head, with intricate colors showing in his confused eyes.

He knew of the Tears of Lys, a very rare and expensive poison.

It is said that its taste is as sweet as water, and it can be dissolved in wine or water without smelling or tasting.

"Aslan McKenning, did you do it?"

Salo Kotter asked impatiently, the friendship between nobles and slaves is as fragile as a dead leaf, crumbling when the wind blows,
As the name suggests, the Tears of Lys were naturally invented by the alchemists of Lys, and Aslan McKenning, who seemed to have nothing to do with this matter, was also a pure-blooded Lysian.

"The nobility and admiration of loyalty is that it is incomparable."

The handsome and elegant Lisian didn't come forward to admit it, nor did he make any denials, and the inexplicable words that came out of his mouth made Salo Kotter puzzled.

Opening the closed door of the conference hall, the pure and thick fiery red twilight lightly sprinkled on Aslan's body.

With his head held high and his chest held high, he seemed to let go of everything here, and walked out of the meeting hall calmly.

"Answer me, Aslan, how dare you murder your master."

"Damn slave, let me go."

Under the control of the guards, Salo Kotter struggled and roared in embarrassment, and he also thoroughly experienced the characteristics of the Unsullied's absolute obedience to orders.

"The Kurt family, in the city-state of Quhor, is one of the families that holds the secret of Valyrian steel weapon reforging technology."

After calling out the poison's real name, the hooded doctor who had remained silent all this time suddenly opened his mouth to speak.

He slowly walked in front of Salo Kotter, and slowly took off his hood with one hand, revealing a pale and terrifying face.

"You are the blood witch Buzz Potter, you did it, right? Don't tell me you want to sacrifice the lives of high nobles to the black goat to protect Quhor."

Hearing Salo Kotter's exclamation, Blood Witch didn't answer the question directly, but still said to himself:
"I remember that I had the honor of meeting your father three times."

After finishing speaking, Blood Witch Buzz Potter turned around, chose a clean chair with great interest, sat on it with a smile, and continued:
"The first time I met your father was..., by the way, at that time, my name was not Bas Potter, and others would call me Bachelor Ball, a man from the school city on the other side of the narrow sea, living in Qohor Bachelor, at the time, I was about to write a dissertation on Cohor's casting technique, because I asked too many questions in the investigation, received three public floggings, and then I was kicked out of the city, and the last time I saw you Father, he accused me of stealing a Valyrian steel weapon and chopped off my hand as punishment."

Blood witch Buzz Potter proudly displayed the flexible prosthesis of his right hand.

"You know what secret I discovered that time. Your father has been working hard all his life to create weapons comparable to the Valyrian forging process. What a great ideal! But he only has the Valyrian weapons mastered by the Kurt family. The recasting technology of sub-steel weapons is not enough. It is necessary to master the forging process of Valyrian steel. All forging craftsmen use repeated forging to balance and remove the impurities of steel, and Valyrian steel also needs Add some unknown processes, such as magic spells, which make this steel extremely special, and your father insists that blood sacrifice is the most special forging process in Valyrian steel."

Salo Kotter's father had passed away when he was young, and this was the first time someone told him his father's story. His family and even other nobles in Kohor mentioned his father with a secretive expression.

The Blood Witch stared curiously, stopped struggling and screaming, looked eager, and bowed his head to listen to Salo Kotter.

He got up slowly, stepped forward and touched the opponent's lips with his prosthetic limb, and then continued with a smile:
"Sure enough, like your father, he looks completely human on the surface, but he is arrogant, cold-blooded and cruel on the inside, and he is only interested in things he approves. You know what blood sacrifice is, but you don't think there is any problem at all. Your father The same is true, he killed slaves for blood sacrifices, some of them were just babies, so I often feel that I am out of tune with you."

Salo Kotter wanted to refute, but found that there was no sound in his throat, and he covered his neck in panic.

Blood witch Buzz Potter ignored him, sat back on the chair again, and said with a smile:

"Since you didn't want to justify the blood sacrifice and say something pleasant to the dead, then you don't need to talk nonsense anymore, you just need to listen to me quietly."

It seems that the interruption of the story made the Blood Witch forget what he wanted to express, and after contemplating for a moment, he continued:
"The blood sacrifice that was performed in secret did not produce any effect. The craftsmen of the Kurt family raised their opinions. They believed that the forging of Valyrian steel required keel as a material, and your father insisted that the spell of the blood sacrifice was wrong, and it was the blood of slaves." Not noble enough."

Buzz Potter seemed to be completely immersed in memories, and whispered in his mouth:
"There are five links in my bachelor's necklace, which are made of bronze, silver and gold. In addition, I have also dabbled in the study of occult magic, but unfortunately I didn't get the link. This is the reason why I came to freedom. The reason for traveling in the city-state, in order to get revenge and get in touch with Qohor’s forging technology, this knowledge made it easy for me to disguise myself as the famous blood witch Buzz Potter. Soon your father found me and wanted me to help He studied the blood sacrifice spell together, that was the second time we met, but he had already mercilessly forgotten me as a cripple out of memory, and it was during that period that I deliberately misled him and made him madly infatuated with the mysterious witch technique."

The bachelor is the school city of Westeros on the other side of the narrow sea. Scholars, doctors and scientists who study and train. The students who have just begun to receive education in the school city are called apprentices. They need to win the links on the necklace to become bachelors. .

These chain links are made of metals known to mankind, and each metal represents a certain field of knowledge. Bronze represents astronomy and astrology, silver represents medicine, gold represents economics, and occult magic corresponds to Valey. Leah steel cast link.

They are the proof that the Academy recognizes the bachelor's attainments in this field, and repeated metals on the chain links mean that the bachelor has studied the field very deeply.

The blood witch's murmur drove the speechless Salo Kotter crazy, but Bas Potter ignored him and continued:

"The gods will always tease mortals to please themselves. Just after your father became fascinated by the mysterious witchcraft, one day, he found me almost crazy, claiming that the black goat answered his sacrificial prayer and brought him everything he wanted. A Lys merchant came to Qohor with two Valyrian weapons, seeking a craftsman who could reforge them, one of which was a Valyrian steel scimitar with a hilt entirely made of Made of keel, that Lysian man has platinum-blond hair, sapphire-like eyes, and fair, delicate skin. He is really a strong Valyrian blood, and no one is more suitable for blood sacrifice than his noble blood."

Having said that, the blood witch Buzz Potter woke up from his memories. He stood up and came to the hideous Salo Kotter, staring into the other's eyes and said:

"The Kurt family deserves to die, and every high-ranking noble lying on the ground deserves to die. They shed sinful blood, committed crimes, and committed heinous crimes. It's just that they lack capable people to take revenge on them. They all participated in that battle. A blood sacrifice to break the Valyrian steelsmithing, and now the son of the Merchant of Lys has come to avenge them."

With a final roar, the Blood Witch raised his head and laughed, and left the meeting hall with his back turned.

At this time, the sunset dyed the western sky red without leaving a gap, and the blood red soaked the lake surface and turned it into an eternal memory, which was extremely beautiful.

Bas Potter walked out of the meeting hall, and the sun's residual light made his pale face a little more bloody.

In the courtyard, the son of Merchant Reese is standing quietly under the flower tree, admiring the painted marble statue of the boy.

His clothes have also been changed from robes to gorgeous armor. He holds a spear with a burning tip in his hand, and an orange cloak behind him, making him look even more heroic.

"Why, before you leave, you have to appreciate your own sculptures one last time. You can send a request to Khal Mongo. According to the tradition of the Dothraki, you will give him the city of Kohor as a gift, Khal Ao will definitely give you a generous gift in return."

Aslan turned around easily and confidently, and bowed respectfully to the Blood Witch. His handsome and elegant face was no longer old-fashioned and serious, just like other teenagers of his age, with a bright smile on his face.

"Teacher, thank you. I haven't told you about it yet. This sculpture is actually the boy in my impression. At that time, our family was still living happily in Reese."

Seeing the sad past of the students inadvertently brought up, Bas Potter hastily changed the subject:

"This is the gorgeous attire of the Holy Fire Hand. You really deserve to be the Holy Warrior of the Lord of Light. Unfortunately, I went too late that year, which led to you being bought by the Temple of R'hllor, and you have been used as a warrior to participate in the cruel war. train."

After saying this, the blood witch immediately wanted to slap himself. In his student's life, there seemed to be no happy past worth recalling.

Aslan knew his teacher well, he didn't care at all, and a brighter smile appeared on his face.

He reached out and patted the knife and sword tied behind his back, saying:

"Let us open the gates and welcome the Dothraki army into the city. I will use these two Valyrian steel weapons as a gift to offer my loyalty to the King of Men and my father's ideals to be fulfilled."

The blood witch stared at the Valyrian steel sword behind the boy, and sighed sadly. He also knew his student well, so he could only say helplessly:

"Is this the truth? Walking out of this courtyard, killing the boy in my heart, and shouldering the responsibility of the family, the gods are so unfair."

(End of this chapter)