Mill said in a high voice, "But Dr. Wargrave also has his reasons. He believes that Brynden leading the Raven Tooth Guards to shoot Daimon and his son in armor from more than 400 meters away is too unbelievable. If he was lucky enough to kill one person, it might be a coincidence, but killing three people in a row is like magic.
General, have you ever seen such a sharp archer on the battlefield? "
The dwarf was silent.
Mill's opera singer said, "I have asked the Red Archers of the Midsummer Islands. Their archery is the best in the world. Light arrows may have a range of 400 meters, but they do not have the destructive power of 400 meters.
Not to mention heavy arrows that can pierce through armor?
If there is a Faceless One hiding in Daimon's team, just like how he killed Fireball Quentin, it is obviously more reasonable to assassinate him in the chaos. "
"But Blinden's most glorious life started from the first Black Fire rebellion! If he was replaced at that time, wouldn't the Duke of Blood Crow be an illusion? "The dwarf muttered.
"That is why it is called 'The Non-Existent Blinden'! It is very likely that the Duke of Blood Crow really does not exist. Everything is because the Braavosi sent a Faceless One to interfere in the civil war of the seven countries. "
Mill's expression was full of superiority as he spoke in a matter-of-fact tone as if he knew the truth.
— — What was more ruthless than changing the genealogy was erasing his existence.
"It sounds very reasonable and wonderful. I also believe it a little. But I have never heard of 'The Non-Existent Blinden'. "Yalaine was puzzled.
"Some people in the City of Knowledge strongly oppose changing history, so the script is only circulated in a small circle."
This was a fight between gods that mortals would never be able to detect.
Danny's whispers vs Blinden's willpower distortion.
"But Blinden clearly exists …"
The dwarf remembered clearly that the Dragon Queen had mentioned the Three-Eyed Crow many times.
The dwarf still did not believe in the Three-Eyed Crow's exaggerated abilities.
How could a person be so strong?
If the Three-Eyed Crow could observe the timeline and distort people's thoughts, then what is the point of us Westeros mortals existing?
He felt that Blinden should be a powerful shapeshifter. If his magic power was profound, he might still be alive, but that was it.
Tyrion sneered, "Scholars aren't afraid of death, but aren't you guys afraid as well? Why are you all singing this kind of drama?"
"Scared, of course I'm scared to death!" Fatty nodded repeatedly and said, "That's why famous big shots like us don't stand out. We wait for the street bards to spread the stories and plays before we perform."
Tyrion was stupefied.
Opera Mier said helplessly, "We have always performed whatever the audience likes.
The theme of Faceless involves mystery, assassination, infiltration, transformation, conspiracy, betrayal, money … There are too many elements that the audience likes to see.
Take Dragon Queen for example, she is ten times more terrifying than Faceless One. No matter how tyrannical Faceless One is, what can he do to ordinary people?
But if the Great Guardian of Light incarnates into the Wings of Death, he can burn a city in flames, or even pluck the stars and take the moon.
But even such a terrifying Dragon Queen, there are people who make up stories about her, let alone Faceless One. "
Thinking of the stage plays made by the Gith people in Volantis, Tyrion was completely speechless.
After a while, he muttered, "Since the scholars like to make things up so much, I'll ask them to help me write 'The Truth of Duke Tywin's Death', saying that I was also replaced by Faceless One. How about it?"
Yalaine rolled her beautiful eyes and said snappily, "Since you admit that you are fake, I'll have you locked up."
"Hehe, but that night, I was replaced by a gnome Faceless One. Anyway, Faceless One is now a chamber pot, so it's not too much for me to use it once, right? "The little devil said with a smile.
"Dr. Wargrave's story is based on facts. He didn't make it up," Mill said with a frown.
"What facts do 'Death's List' and 'Rosie's Dream' have? Are you stupid to believe a playwright's story? "The gnome shook his head and laughed.
"Hehe …" Mier shook his head and chuckled, there was an indescribable wretchedness on his face.
"You have a dragon, and it will only take a day or two to go to the old town. Bring more gold royals with you, hehe …"
The gnome was shocked. "What, did you see the real person? Who? Is it Rosie? "
The fatty nodded gently.
"This —" The gnome was shocked again and pointed at the fatty. "You tried … Is she really a waitress? Once a copper? "
"Sigh, the price has increased a long time ago. Who doesn't want to get close to such a wonderful woman? As an artist of the older generation, of course I have to experience life. Otherwise, how can I let the audience immerse themselves through singing?
It is also because I am an opera singer that Miss Rosie honored me with a meeting.
There was once a sea merchant who offered 20 gold royals to spend a night with her, but he was rejected.
Compared to before, her value has increased by more than ten thousand times! "The fatty smacked his lips and said with a nostalgic expression.
"Rosie, is she really as beautiful as the stories say?" Tyrion was a little excited.
Wasn't it more exciting to have a tryst with the heroine of a legendary story compared to watching a movie and finding the actor to do it with because of his extreme love for a certain character in the movie?
Would you rather find Huang Rong herself or find the actor to play Huang Rong?
That was the logic.
"Beautiful, like a peerless beauty in the world like a peach blossom in summer. More importantly, the aura, the sadness between her brows like a spring dream, the big eyes that are hazy like clouds flowing through the blue sky. When she looks at you, it is as if she is telling a sentimental story … It's simply killing me!" The fatty said excitedly.
Tyrion's mind went wild, and the rod in his lower body stiffened. His heart was moved. "That's really —"
"Hmph …" Yalen's pretty face was covered in frost, and a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of her mouth.
The dwarf quivered and put away his wretched expression. He said seriously, "Even if Rosie is real, what about the list?"
The fatty also put on a serious scholarly face and said in a low voice, "Recently, there were two people who died inexplicably in the past, and it was confirmed that they were killed by the Faceless.
Because when they saw the drama 'Death's List', the employer who hired the Faceless Ones to kill them was too shocked. With a panicked expression, he cried out, 'My plan, how could it be known?' Wouldn't that reveal the truth? "
"Really?" The dwarf was surprised.
"Of course it's true, there is a follow-up! A trade prince pulled him over for questioning, and he was afraid of the prince's power. He felt that the victims had been dead for many years and had no relatives or friends, so there was no need to hide, so he told the truth. The process of hiring the assassins was exactly the same as in the drama. "The fatty said in a low voice.
"This … is too sensational." The dwarf murmured.
"Could it be that my uncle's head was also cut off by the Faceless? I reminded him that he should be under the close protection of the guards, "he said suspiciously.
When Kevon had just died, the dwarf didn't know the cause of death, and the Dragon Queen suspected that You Lun was behind it, but she wasn't sure.
In fact, the Blood Witchcraft that could kill people from a distance was too advanced.
Kui Xi and Tam were first-class geniuses among the Shadow Binding Knights, but they couldn't do it.
But when You Lun summoned the sea monster, the dwarf directly blamed his uncle's death on him.
He and Aegon were still frightened by the unexpected disaster, and intended to take refuge in Dragonstone Island.
The Dragon Queen told them that Blood Witchcraft was hard to learn and easy to defend, so they could either stay in Wind's End Castle and close the door, or arrange for guards with steel weapons to guard the bed all night long. If they saw a shadow approaching, they would slash it with their swords. No matter how powerful the witchcraft was, it could be broken in one move, and it could even backfire on its master.
When Aunt May killed Lan Li, Caitlin, a mortal, could clearly see the ghost shadow, let alone the swordsman who was always vigilant.
At that time, if Mother Wolf had a steel dagger and threw it out, not only would she be able to save Lan Li, but she would also be able to kill Er Lu in one move. This was because the ghost shadow was Er Lu's spirit.
Aunt May would also be half-dead because of the witchcraft being broken, or if she was unlucky, she would die directly.
"Hahaha …" The fatty smiled strangely.
"What?" Tyrion looked up at him and said, "You may not know much about supernatural power, but it's very difficult to kill people from a distance with Blood Witchcraft, otherwise this world would have been ruled by witches long ago."
"My Lord, don't joke around, who knows better than you how Regent Kevon died?
Faceless assassination is indeed ten thousand times more reliable than Blood Witchcraft, but there are some things that everyone knows, you can't deny! "The fatty's mouth twitched.
The dwarf's ugly noseless face twisted into a ball, and said fiercely, "How did the City of Knowledge know about the Faceless assassination list?"
The fat opera singer saw his expression and was really a little scared.
Who wouldn't be afraid of a bastard who killed his father and uncle?
So he quickly smiled and said, "Some people say that the Faceless team is not pure, and there are spies in the City of Knowledge.
Just like the scholar disguised as a slave, entered the Mill Glass Factory, and stole the secret recipe to make high-quality glass.
Just like the scholar stole Kholor's forging technique.
Just like the scholar sneaked into the Immortal Hall of Queers to steal the secret of the witches, just like … "
At the end, the fatty couldn't help but sigh and said, "Who hasn't had their knowledge and technology stolen by the scholar?
I swear that in a few years, the City of Knowledge will master the top secret techniques from Slave Bay, such as paper making and printing.
Perhaps, the City of Knowledge is secretly cultivating their own Faceless.
The Dragon Queen and the Faceless One were terrifying, but the Westerosi scholars were smart, brave, unafraid of death, shameless, and outnumbered by their enemies.
Impossible to guard against, even more terrible! "
"Speaking of which, when Dragon Queen announced the disbandment of the City of Knowledge, the whole world rejoiced! Everyone said that the scholar's retribution has come. "
The dwarf saw the disdain on Yalaine's face and his heart moved. He waved the fat opera singer away and asked in a low voice, "What, is he wrong?"
"The news that there is a spy in the Faceless team was secretly released by the City of Knowledge."
"In order to cover up the real source of the news?" Tyrion was surprised, "How do you know?"
"Can't Dorne have its own 'Pycelle'?" Yalaine sneered.
The dwarf sighed, "It seems that the City of Knowledge has really lost its credibility, and they are mixing in sand.
But what's the point of doing this?
It's better to disband!
Dragon Queen's school system is good, we can try it. "
Yalaine glanced at the smiling Aegon couple and asked, "Do you know the real source of the City of Knowledge?"
"I'd like to hear the details."
"The City of Knowledge has a special task force, and the War of the Usurpers was caused by them. Rickard Stark's tragic death was not unjust …"
Yalaine blabbered on and on about the big news that Dr. Wargrave had exposed.
"Clang!" The glass fell from the dwarf's hand, his face pale as he muttered, "Seven layers of hell! What kind of monster has the City of Knowledge become? "
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