The taste comes from a towering hill called Reneth Hill, surrounded by dense brick and stone buildings, and at the top stands a ruined circular building.

The sunlight in the sky was blocked by hills, and the shadows enveloped the buildings and flat streets below, slightly dispelling the sultry heat after entering the city.

The group was passing by here, and the unique smell unknowingly replaced the stench around, attracting Renli to look at the top of the hill.

He had thought that the huge King's Landing City would likely show what he wanted, but when this thing really appeared, he still couldn't help but his heart beat faster.

Unfortunately, the team's destination is Red Fort deep in Junlin City. He does not think he can leave the team at will, nor does he feel that asking the team to change the route will receive a positive response.

So Lan Li just took a deep look at that direction, remembered the position, and ignored it.

The team slowly walked through the densely crowded street. In front of it, a young man in a golden velvet tight-fitting and neat green cloak rode a horse to lead the way. The servants beside him kept shouting for pedestrians on the street to make way and block the way.

The people in the king's lands looked at this with resentful eyes, but because there were teams of golden-robed soldiers managing public security on both sides of the team, they could only hide honestly on both sides of the street and unwilling to stare.

Residents here do not welcome their own group of people.

Lanley easily discovered this.

He saw a middle-aged fish seller wrapped in a headscarf on the side of the road, staring at the team while shouting and hawking, and also saw a passing woman hugging the dirty butt kid who was wandering around and turning around and running. He even saw a sloppy old beggar sitting on the wall of a brown brick house spitting in the direction they were.

And this kind of scene is often seen after entering the city.

"I heard that Lannister ransacked the city before he offered King's Landing to Lord Robert." Davos, who rode on the side of the carriage, explained.

The Lannister family, the Western Frontiers, chose to wait and see when the rebellion broke out, and they were not determined to join the rebel party after Robert Baratheon killed Prince Rega, the heir of the Targaryen Dynasty with a hammer in the Trident River.

But the way they joined was very special - pretending to be royal reinforcements and pretending to open the gate of King's Landing City. After the army entered the city, it immediately started burning, killing and plundering in the name of the rebel leader Robert, and finally offered the city to serve.

So it is obvious that people here regard Baratheon as a bird of a feather.

Davos' expression was a little strange when he talked about this. Lanli, who saw something, asked: "Are you a King's Lander?"

"I was born in a flea nest."

When the other party was talking, he unconsciously pinched a small bag hanging on his chest, which contained the five knuckles he had cut down. At this time, he seemed to have regarded it as some kind of comfort.

"The flea nest is a gathering place for poor families. The noble Master Lannister thinks he doesn't like it."

He may have hoped for this, but when the team passed by the so-called flea nest, they saw a large number of collapsed sheds and buildings, so the former smuggler never spoke during the next trip.

King's Landing is a large medieval city with dense populations and dense buildings, and traces of war have not yet dissipated from here.

The charred darkness after the fire, the collapsed house ruins, blood stains on the streets that had not been cleaned, etc., even the nearest city gate when they entered the city had been damaged and renovated. I don’t know why the gate was broken even though they had not siege the city.

The people here also seem particularly gloomy and angry, so the atmosphere of the whole city can be imagined. All the way, they always seem dull and quiet, without seeing too much prosperity and noisy.

In addition, a fishy smell like a stinky ditch mixed with rotten meat always lingered around his nose. So Renli finally retracted his sight from watching the ancient city here, and hid in the carriage and thought about how to get the source of the smell on the hill.

This is simple. After you get stable, just find a reason to go out and stroll up the hills. That place is a ruin. Lanli guessed that there would be no one in it, so his target is likely to be a homeless thing.

The initial idea was quickly finalized, but not long after, he suddenly wrinkled his nose.

"Is it an illusion? Or... another one?"

The special smell that had quietly dissipated as they rushed away from the hills before was coming again. After realizing this, Lan Li poked her head out and found that they had arrived in front of the gate of a castle made of light red stone bricks.

This is a towering castle with high walls and bronze gates that stand quietly in the depths of the city.

Now its door is open, and the sharp iron gate has already risen. The shadow of the thick city wall covers the open space ahead. Under the quiet staring of two rows of guards, the team entered the entrance one after another.

As he moved forward, the strange smell became more and more intense, making Lan Li feel like she had fallen into the treasure land, and she had forgotten all the previous dislikes.

However, after entering the castle, he needed to get off the carriage and walk. There were many people around him. He couldn't tell where the source of the smell was. He could only temporarily ignore the smell and instead cheer up to pay attention to the front of him.

Red Fort.

The royal castle in this city has lived in the Targaryen kings and royal children for generations, but now it has opened its doors to the families of the rebels.

However, although it is the king's residence, it looks like it is not much different from Fengxi Castle. It is at most spacious, with a cleaner floor, and a more exquisite and neat courtyard and corridor columns.

Lan Li lost interest.

The escorted soldiers in golden robe stayed at the castle gate behind them, and some other soldiers were also led elsewhere. Under the leadership of the road, the few remaining people advanced straight along the brick road, passed by several towering towers and some fort courtyards, and finally came to a hall building with open oak gates.

The hall is magnificent, deep and wide, with two rows of carved stone pillars standing majestic. Each pillar is filled with noble men and women dressed in solemn and exquisitely decorated. The floor of the hall is paved with lattice marble, and the surrounding walls are hung with exquisitely crafted hunting brocades.

At the end of the hall, a dark black iron seat with a hideous shape stood quietly on the high ground, obviously the throne here, but it did not look like a chair at all, but instead it looked like a lump of iron covered with spikes, sharp corners and twisted metal.

Now the iron chair is empty and no one sits on it, but there are four people of different heights and ages sitting around a long table.

After glanced at him, Lan Li directly looked at the strong young man with short charcoal black hair and a neat and handsome face. However, the hall was vast and there were many people. The other party did not notice the people at the door at this moment. He was quietly listening to the speech of a fat man in silk not far away with the three people next to him - although he looked a little bored.

"This is a regulation. After the owner died, his widow either always acted as a widow or married his peers. He was absolutely not allowed to marry an outsider. The adults violated the regulations, so our guild has the right to confiscate the shop of her dead husband."

The speaker was a middle-aged blonde fat man wearing a light blue satin robe and a rich face. At this time, his expression was full of naturalness.

"What a hell is this a broken rule? Tell me--" The young man under the throne opened his mouth, and a white-haired old man next to him hurriedly signaled with his eyes when he saw this, so the young man hummed and closed his mouth.

Then the old man said to the petitioner with a blank expression: "We respect the rules of your guild, but whether the matter is really as you said needs to be carefully verified and go back and wait for the news first."

So the fat businessman bowed and left.

Seeing this, the young man who was waiting in the green cloak in the door area led the way forward and reported loudly.

"Mr. Robert, I am honored to bring you Lord Stannis and your younger brother Renli, and Mes Tyriel, the captive of the High Court!"
Chapter completed!