King of The Wall

2021-01-06

Chapter 558 "a glimmer of survival" (2)
Melisandre How many, but blatant deception - especially the unkind deception, it's really been a long time since I've done it, I was really shocked for half a second by Missandei's such a mouthful, and only relying on the strength brought by ordinary people's unimaginable experience Mental quality, forcibly survived.

Not only did she not reveal her guilty conscience, but she also squinted her eyes slightly, and stared at the dark-skinned Maiden in a fiercely imposing manner: "Little girl, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't talk nonsense, what is it?" This is obviously a trap, do you understand that oneself is accusing others of cheating on the king?"

The atmosphere was even more awkward. Daenerys, the Queen, should have opened his mouth at this moment, but he did not reject the witch's suggestion. Nor did he reprimand the impudent of the little clerk who interjected at will, but the brows tightly frowns did not say a word, caught in a strong dilemma.

Cautiously let her agree to this - the opposite is indeed likely to be a trap; but reason immediately reminded her that there is no evidence for oneself; and sensibility is more and more arguing over and over again: In case because of guessing Wrong, and let oneself's only comrade struggle at the last moment of her life can't wait for the blood of True Dragon to save her life... thus making her lose her only confidant and forever miss the chance to realize the grand ideal of "breaking the wheel", oneself will regret for a lifetime.

After pondering for a while, Daenerys suddenly figured out: the core of the problem is actually - is Igor really poisoned, life hanging by a thread?
And this, professionals or careful people, should be able to see.

Her Queen's self-esteem can't take the risk of going to the screening in person, and it's enough to send her men!
"Ms. Melisandre, please forgive Missandei's rudeness, she's just a child, and she's terrified by Petyr and Varys." With certainty in his mind, Daenerys suddenly calmed down a lot, "but Blood Magic is after all. I can’t make a decision in my head without taking it lightly, so I’ll send my medics to the Lord Commander’s bed to make a diagnosis and make sure there’s nothing else I can do, and then make a decision, how about that?”

"It is you who are loyal to the Land Granters, and it is you who need to bleed for spells. Naturally, it is up to Your Majesty oneself to judge and decide." Melisandre was secretly relaxed, face doesn't change nodded, "But... There is not much time for you to think about it, and I hope your subordinates can move faster."

"That's natural." Daenerys agreed with a smile, and immediately raised the volume: "Missandei, hurry up and inform Potter, let him take the two Unsullied to Lord Commander's ward immediately and report the situation to me as soon as possible."

It only took half a second for Maiden to fully understand Daenerys' idea - send someone to investigate Detecting is indeed a more reliable method than guessing by intuition, but after all, the person who undertakes the mission is human, and as long as it is human, there will be problems - Unsullied knows nothing about toxicology, and the healer, he is just a common man, it is possible Being deceived, bribed or coerced!
Only oneself, as careful as hair, would rather die than betray Queen!
It's up to oneself to do this investigation!
However, Missandei immediately thought of a new risk: even if she would not be fooled or coerced and lured, she would still be tricked by witches, or impersonated by Appearance Changing Technique!
"Your Majesty, I'll follow you too." She put her mouth to Queen's ear and whispered her thoughts: "If you don't return within a moment, or if you come back without saying the agreement Good code, don't hesitate any longer, immediately withdraw from Winterfell under the cover of Unsullied and Drogon Rhaegal, and go to Lord Bolton for placement and protection!"

Daenerys grasped it quickly and hesitated. Afterwards, he grabbed Missandei's hand and whispered: "Be careful with everything, even if you find a clue, don't expose it on the spot, and come back and talk about it again."

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Wrap it up thickly of cold-proof clothing, Missandei and Healer Potter followed Red Woman to leave the guest room where the Queen stayed, and were escorted by Squad Unsullied to the land-grant army camp on the other side of the castle.

The moon is completely obscured by dark clouds, and the wind blowing through the buildings is ferocious... Midnight in Winterfell is dark and silent, with only the occasional patrol that brings a bit of life. Walking through nearly 100 meters against the snowflakes that hurt people's faces, the entire group arrived at their destination.

A whole line of guards stood outside the door of the Lord Commander's room at this moment. They were fully armed in armor and armor. Not only were they more numerous than usual, they were more alert than usual, and their attitudes were even colder and stricter than usual. ——Whether it is equipment or gestures, it seems that I can't wait to engrave the words "like an enemy" on my face. At this moment, seeing that what Melisandre brought back was not Queen but just a maid next to Queen, I didn't even bother to cover it up. Muttered to express doubt and dissatisfaction.

Complaining, they still didn't dare to stop Melisandre, and after declaring that the Unsullied soldiers were not allowed to enter and searching the healers carefully, they skipped further examination of Missandei under the witch's assurance, Put three people into the house.

The flames in the fireplace of the room not only filled the room with gloomy and shaking red rays of light, but also baked the air into an irritating and sultry heat. The smell was mixed with medicinal fragrance and a slight sour smell, and the warmth made Missandei's eyes, who suddenly walked in from the cold outdoor environment, briefly sour and blurred for a second.

There is no ambush knife and axe. On the big bed facing the door of the house, a pale-faced man is lying quietly. Apart from this there was a Spearwife concentrating on adding wood by the fireplace, while a black clothed officer paced restlessly.

Melisandre's directions were no longer needed here, and Healer Potter and Missandei walked straight to the bed and began their respective missions.

"Qyburn Maester, how's the situation?"

The questioned stood up, gestured reluctantly to the nodded visitor, then slumped his shoulders and shook his head. The head was on the bed, obviously there was nothing to say, and the inquirer wanted to see it by himself.

So Healer Potter sat down unceremoniously on the stool that had been Qyburn, and began to observe the person lying on the bed.

It looks like Lord Commander of the Night's Watch. At this moment, the land-grant overlord who was lively dragon and animated tiger yesterday has a serene expression, motionless like a flat sculpture, covering the thick chest of Under the quilt, even the ups and downs that breathing should bring are almost impossible to check. According to Potter's experience in treating the wounded until now, it is obvious that there have been nine deaths and still alive, and there is little hope... until he can maintain his patience and touch the patient's left hand on the side of the bed under the quilt, he is even more frightened. Jump.

The hand was as cold as ice, if it wasn't still soft and not stiff, and there was still a weak and slow pulse on the radial side of the wrist, he would definitely believe that this was a person who had been dead for a long time... ... It's just like the body temperature that has just been fished out of ice water. If you don't try to bring it back to normal, no matter how healthy you are, you will definitely die. No wonder there are so many firewoods in the fireplace!

He wanted to do more tests, but where was the need now? The Queen suspects that Lord Commander is pretending to be poisoned. Oh, if there is someone in the world who can pretend to be like this, then he should not be called Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, but should be called the King of Pretending to be Dead.

Potter sighed stood up, looked towards Qyburn Maester who was standing aside, and felt closeness and sympathy for his equally helpless colleagues.

People can't be saved, they can only understand the situation and master more knowledge about poisoning and detoxification in case of future emergencies.

"Have you had your stomach lavaged?"

"I have washed it, what do you think it smells like in this room?"

"Washed in a coma. ?"

Qyburn looked at Potter suspiciously, and suddenly realized that there was no expert in front of him: "Don't you think that you can't do gastric lavage without the cooperation of the patient?"

"Uh...of course...not." Potter didn't really help the comatose person to wash his stomach, but he knew from Qyburn's tone that the level of oneself was exposed, so he had to quickly find other topics to cover up, " How can this poison not only make people’s blood go bad, but also make people’s body temperature lower? Is this a side effect of it? It’s so poisonous, how can it be randomly distributed and stolen?” He asked with a stern face, Immediately, I thought of the question that oneself failed to answer when Queen asked before, "Besides, what's its name? Where does it come from?"

"Lower body temperature is not a poison...it is a side effect of Magic, Lord Commander should have died a long time ago, but was forced to continue until this time by Ms. Melisandre's spell, but Magic can maintain breathing and heartbeat, but somehow can't maintain body temperature. It is indeed my responsibility to steal the poison, I can't help it I intend to shirk, this poison was accidentally formulated when I was working with people to study alchemy in Citadel. Because I couldn't find its other functions other than killing people, it was banned by Archmaesters... The name, I call it 'Stranger's Kiss' , because there is no solution for this poison so far..."

The two related people gathered together and had a whispering exchange of medical skills and toxicology, while Missandei, who accompanied him, kept silent. Get close to the bed, stand where the Healer was, and begin her mission: to determine if Igor is pretending to be poisoned, and to make sure the Healer isn't deceived.

She first touched Igor's cheek all around cautiously, pinched his nose, making sure it wasn't made by others; The terrifying hypothermia was not confined to the arms but the whole body; he pressed his chest again, quietly felt Igor's lifeform sign for a moment, and finally stopped his hand with a frown.

Lord Commander is not only cold, but his heartbeat breathing is also weak and slow to an unnormal level. Although I don't know if this is a symptom of poisoning, it really looks like he will lose his breath at any time...

is it possible that, Lord Igor is also a victim, did oneself blame him?
brows tightly frowns, Missandei fell into deep self-doubt...it took a while before reluctantly came up with the last test method.

"Like" is going to die, after all, it's still not dead - maybe this is some kind of Red Woman's suspended animation, which can make people look like they will die at any time when there is no actual danger Woolen cloth?
oneself should probably pinch him, or prick him with a needle—no matter how realistic he pretends to be, he will definitely react instinctively when he is physically stimulated!
She has a plan, but the little clerk has a last thought before starting: she has very little strength and no needle, while the Lord Commander of the Night's Watch is a famous Others killer, topping the Seven Kingdoms One of his tough guys, if he only uses ordinary methods, maybe he can still resist... There is probably no chance for a second test, and we must find a foolproof plan that will never cause problems before we can start implementing it!

Missandei quickly came up with an idea.

She was born in the slave class, and the friends she made when she was a child were naturally all slaves, and a "bed slave" friend once told her: There is a place in a man, no matter how you practice, it is the biggest Weakness, even if it is a dead man who can face doesn't change and stab his sword into oneself's heart, he can never be indifferent to this vital attack... In addition to being absolutely effective, there is another advantage, that That is—to attack this place, neither strength nor tools are needed!

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