The wind and waves in Jiaoling Castle seemed to have finally disappeared after a night of raging time. The one among the four red-robed monks who were extremely vicious to use children to perform conspiracy had died suddenly, and the other three red-robed monks were punished very severely - hanging on the outer wall of the castle and imprisoned in a narrow iron cage, hoping to slowly kill them with sunlight and crows.

This punishment has a long time limit, but its deterrence is very strong. At least, some farmers and merchants who came to watch the castle when they heard the news were shocked and awe-inspiringly. Of course, there were also people who didn't think so much about it and simply pointed at the fun.

Outsiders do not know what happened in the castle, but the red-robed monk who was often invited by the Count as a guest of honor has been received in this way, so it is naturally inevitable that he will cause a lot of discussion.

"My cousin's son is responsible for delivering cabbage to the castle. He said that those guys are a group of liars who only know how to eat and drink and have no real skills." Someone said seriously: "And he also teased Mr. Talli's maid."

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"I said a long time ago that they can't save Master Sam."

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"I heard that the king's younger brother is visiting inside. It must be these guys who angered people..."

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Outside the castle, people who came to watch the fun commented on this, and the same was true in the castle, or most people in the castle were also continuing to pay attention to this matter, even though it seemed that the matter had ended, it was clear that if you were smarter, it was just beginning.

"How did Lanley do it?"

In the training ground in the courtyard of the castle, looking at the scene where a fat boy in the field was timid and constantly training with the coach, Mark, a member of the tall and thin Knights Order, couldn't help but ask.

The little monkey standing on his shoulder also chirped a few times, unconsciously letting the trained little fat man look over, but was scolded by Jiaoling's coach because of his distraction.

"He always said it was seen by observing his expression."

Ignoring the noise in the training ground, Garland, a brown-haired boy wearing leather armor, said helplessly after hearing this: "Slight expressions, eyes, etc., in short, he said that, but we have tried it, but no one can tell what anyone is thinking like in his heart."

"There must be a secret."

Mark couldn't help saying, "A special skill for confession!"

Although it has been one night, the scene last night is still vivid in my mind.

The results of the words of the young leader were amazing. At first, the leading red-robed monk collapsed without saying anything, and said whatever he asked, without hiding it at all. The scene of crying alone was very shocking when he thought about it, and it also made Mark feel excited.

"I want to learn this with the team leader, I must learn it. It's much more interesting than raising monkeys!" He said this, and the monkey on his shoulders also jumped, as if he was echoing.

"Then you go and learn it well." Garland glanced at the companion of Wenyan: "He will definitely ask you to go back and look in the mirror."

"What do you do when looking in the mirror?"

"You'll know if you take a photo." The brown-haired boy shrugged.

The companion hadn't realized what this meant for a while, but Garland ignored him and turned around to continue watching the little fat man in the school field being trained, but his mind was thinking about all the things last night.

The black-haired companion's confession skills are so mysterious that it is hard to see through, but the years of contact have made Garland become accustomed to this, so compared to the excitement of the people around him, he put more thoughts elsewhere.

The confession of the emperor last night went very smoothly, but in fact, the monk in the red robe didn't explain anything in the end, just kept claiming that this was the task assigned by the superiors, not their original intention.

And the cooperation between the superior and Targaryen is even more unrelated to their executors...

It is hard not to avoid Garland's attention to the word Targaryen. After all, it was only more than ten years since the era of the Targaryen dynasty ruled. However, over the years, the information everyone has received is that Targaryen's blood has declined, and only two brothers and sisters are left, and there is no storm at all.

Why are they now reaching cooperation with those monks with red robe?

The brown-haired boy was puzzled by this and was a little worried about his black-haired companion.

It is said that the power of the red-robed monk is very large in the free trade city-state. If they really have their support, then Baratheon will definitely be in trouble.

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"The basis for reaching cooperation is naturally the benefit."

Many people outside talked about this. In a quiet study in the castle, Lan Li was also talking about this matter with Lan Dao Talley, the owner of the Jiaoling.

"For the Red God Sect, preaching Westeros is a benefit. Supporting a royal regime close to them and even under their control can bring more convenience. At least, if this is really done, it will be much easier for them to find something."

The young man's words were quite calm, and he could not hear what he said had something to do with his own reality.

"Just relying on this alone is not enough to allow those people to take such a great risk to participate in this power struggle, or in other words, it is impossible to reach cooperation with a religious force based on a few Targaryen orphans alone, because the strength is insufficient, the chance of success is very low, and no matter how great the benefits are, it is useless."

"We cannot understand the specific situation, but it is obvious that Targaryen has other allies, allies that are strong enough to give the red-robed monks confidence." He concluded with a final summary, his eyes never left the face of the bald middle-aged nobleman sitting behind the desk.

"Earl Tali, what do you think?"

"Poison is a trick that only women and eunuchs can play." The middle-aged nobleman snorted coldly when he heard this: "They actually want to use my daughter, a little girl under ten years old! What do you think?"

He didn't say it clearly, but instead picked up a sheathed sword leaning beside the chair and put it on the table.

"This sword is called Heartbreak. It has been passed down in the Talli family for more than 500 years, and it has killed countless enemies - it may be better to have a few more Targaryans."

Lan Li smiled when she heard this, silently feeling the emotions conveyed from the other party. He suddenly said: "The red-robed monk claimed that they had no accomplices near Jiaoling, but another group of people designed to lead our Knights out of the High Court, so I guess this is another collaborator of theirs, or another group of cooperative forces."

"I will send someone to investigate," said Count Talley without hesitation.

"The red-robed monks belonged to the old disciples organization, and perhaps those disciples were also in the same group." Lan Li said again: "And the disciples were all over the seven kingdoms."

"I will send troops to pursue those in the territory-" Count Tali said, and his words suddenly stopped.

"What does Lord Lanli mean?"

"We can't understand when they reached a cooperation with Targaryen, but those disciples were active in Westeros for nearly a decade." Renley said: "What have they all done?"

Earl Tali frowned when he heard this, while Lan Li stood up from his chair and said meaningfully: "I am going to set off immediately and visit the lords of all over the river. They may be eager to know this news."

The middle-aged nobleman looked at Lan Li deeply when he heard this, and then suddenly stood up.
Chapter completed!