A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

In the dark woods, a sturdy oak tree was "burning" with golden flames. A young man knelt in front of the oak tree and reached out to touch it. His short black hair was faintly glowing...

Looking at the dazzling figure stained by the brilliant golden light, Queen Cersei, who was standing at the edge of the clearing, couldn't help but be speechless. Then when she saw the young man turned his head to look at her, her face turned pale unconsciously, and she hurriedly pulled her long skirt and turned around and ran.

The hurried footsteps made a rustling sound on the soft leaves, and various trees around passed by her eyes one after another. While running, the scarlet skirt and sleeves accidentally scraped against a tree fork next to her, so that the panicked figure staggered and stopped involuntarily, and then she saw her hands pulling hard, accompanied by a crackling sound, the sleeves that were caught were torn apart, leaving a wisp of silk cloth floating in the wind.

After running for a while, she was already out of breath. Her intense heartbeat made her frown unbearably. She stopped and leaned against a poplar tree. After taking a few deep breaths, she couldn't help but look back at the route she came from. She found that there was no special light at the end of the woods. There was only silence, and there was not even the sound of birds singing.

"What is that?" Cersei murmured. After gathering her scratched sleeves, she gritted her teeth and continued to move forward, but she couldn't help but look back again and again, as if she was afraid that a monster would jump out from the depths of the woods.

Yes, Cersei was very scared at this time.

The scene that she had never seen before, full of mystery and splendor, made her heart full of fear, and she didn't dare to stop. But when she walked out of the godswood, crossed the stone wall gate of the outer wall and was escorted by the guards, a kind of curiosity quietly emerged in her heart, the curiosity about the brother-in-law who had never paid much attention to before, and even more about the fantasy and splendor.

In fact, Cersei thought she was not too unfamiliar with this mysterious power. When she was a child, she went to the castle with her female companions to find a witch to predict the future. After seeing the moving chicken leg at the wedding banquet when she married Robert, she developed an irrepressible desire to explore it.

Over the years, she had collected many books on magic and tried to learn by herself but failed. Later, after the disciples appeared, she came into contact with a woman named Melisandre because of this thought and had a preliminary understanding of the Lord of Light's beliefs.

Unfortunately, the disciples were cleared out later, and this understanding had to be interrupted. Cersei has always regretted this because she thinks that kind of person is hard to meet.

However, she has seen another one now, and it is her husband's younger brother...

Maybe she can continue to explore this unique power from him?

Thinking of this, Cersei, who was walking towards the room along the stone stairs, suddenly stopped.

"The hair problem... Will he find it?"

This thought made Cersei's face change.

This matter is the biggest secret in her heart and the thing she cares about most. She was even quite worried when the red-robed woman suddenly left, but she was relieved when she found that Robert's hair had also changed color.

Although it was unclear why Robert's hair color had also changed, her children would obviously be safe... But if that brother-in-law was proficient in this mysterious power...

Cersei even unconsciously thought of the rumors inside and outside the Red Castle recently - the way that the Minister of Justice Renly interrogated prisoners was subtle, but very powerful, like witchcraft.

After her face was uncertain for a long time, Cersei turned her head and looked at a maid following behind her, "Ask Lord Renly to dine with me in the side hall tonight."

The maid bowed in response, then turned around and hurried to inform.

...

Renly on the other side obviously didn't expect Cersei to think of so many things because of this, or he didn't think about that person at all at this time.

After finding that she turned around and ran away, Renly turned his attention back to the oak tree in front of him.

Then he found that as the golden flames "burning" all over the oak tree became brighter, the tree was constantly "shrinking".

The leaves curled and shrank along the veins of the smoldering golden fire, and the branches kept shaking and shrinking with the bright light. The whole trunk faintly emitted a continuous crackling sound, like the sound of bones when an old man stretched his waist, and it seemed that the house that was originally loose to the extreme was being squeezed and deformed under the action of external forces, and the various furniture parts inside collided chaotically to produce a lot of friction sounds...

The whole oak tree kept shrinking, but the tree did not shrink completely in the end. Instead, it suddenly stopped after shrinking by nearly half, and then suddenly turned into a lot of sawdust and dust under the golden light that suddenly became brighter, and poured all over the ground.

The trunk, branches, leaves, roots... everything turned into gray-black sawdust and dust, piling up where the oak tree originally grew, like a small bulging mound of earth, and like a dead and lonely grave, surrounded by blood-red grass.

The forest environment returned to normal. The bright golden light before was completely gone. Only a few traces remained on the retina, but they were also rapidly dissipating.

However, Renly's attention was not on this, but on the dagger in his left hand. At this moment, he could clearly smell a distinct "fragrance", similar to the fragrance of ink and books, which made him familiar and strange.

"Has it been repaired..."

Looking down at the wooden-handled weapon in his hand, which was no different from an ordinary dagger, Renly was excited, but the next moment he suddenly raised his head and looked at it vigilantly.

What he could see in front of him was a dark crow with eyes, claws, and feathers sitting on a pine tree. The little guy in black was staring at him closely. No movement was seen, but This made Renly feel quite strange.

He thought of some memories from his previous life and something he saw when he left the Iron Islands -

Ravens have an obvious connection with the Old Gods.

"Looks like I've been discovered."

After thinking like this, seeing the crow fly away after watching it for a while, Renly stopped thinking for the time being. Instead, he stood up from the "lonely grave" and turned around to walk outside the godswood.

What will be the consequences if discovered?

Renly didn't know, but he knew that in ancient times, the belief in the Old Gods once occupied the entire Westeros, but it was unable to stop the invasion of the Andals and their Seven Gods.

It would be okay if it was a war between two gods, but with constant contact with the Seven Gods, Renly clearly understood that the Seven Gods could not perform miracles at will, or in other words, since his birth, he has not Performed so-called miracles.

This is tantamount to saying that the faith of the old gods in Westeros was directly defeated by human power alone.

In addition, when he was in the Iron Islands ten years ago, Renly also came into contact with the memory of the birth of the Drowned God. The memory was vague, but it was enough for him to understand that the so-called Drowned God died at the hands of a human... …

The gods of this world are indeed mysterious, but mystery does not mean they are powerful.

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