"Sir Mason! What are you muttering about? You know I'm already the king and can fulfill my promise. Should you also fulfill your promise?" joffrey urged impatiently.

He has always been short of patience. If he is not happy, he will burst into fierce anger. He is eager to find a scapegoat to vent. Being able to endure until now is enough to prove that he is quite awed of the incredible power of magic in his mind.

In fact, most people show both fear and curiosity about what they don't know.

Although Zhang Cheng has never studied psychology, it doesn't take much effort to see through a restless teenager in adolescence.

Seeing that he did not panic, he winked and asked the housekeeper to leave with the servant. Then he replied in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I suggest you'd better let the guards leave first, and then we'll talk about the specific conditions."

Joffrey understood something in an instant, turned and shouted at the hound, "Sandor! You wait outside with everyone. I want to be alone with Sir Mason."

The latter stared at Zhang Cheng with warning eyes. Without saying a word, he took four guards and stood in the open space outside the two doors. One hand always grasped the hilt of the sword. In case of any accident, he could respond in time.

I have to say, "hound" is indeed a quite qualified bodyguard. Except that he is afraid of fire because of the shadow of childhood, he basically has no obvious defects.

In particular, good obedience is hundreds of times better than those knights who have been smeared with holy oil. If they haven't always been with the right people

Forget it, Zhang Cheng couldn't help sighing at the thought of Sandor krigon's unfortunate life experience.

But he didn't plan to do anything for the time being. He took out a piece of paper already prepared in his arms and handed it to joffrey: "please look, this is what I want. If you can hand them to me in three days, I can start teaching you to learn magic."

"Two warships and supporting sailors, 100 cans of wildfire, 600 sets of armor and weapons, 300 longbows, 50000 arrows..." joffrey frowned subconsciously as he read the list on the note. "Sir Mason, who are you going to fight?"

"Hehe, that's right. Don't you realize it? From the moment King Robert died, the war has come. King's landing will face stark in the north, lanli in windbreak castle, Stannis on longstone Island, and even their supporters. What about you? Your majesty! I'm afraid there are only Lannister besides thousands of urban defense troops with low combat effectiveness The support of the family? "Zhang Cheng smiled and said the cruel reality.

After hearing this, joffrey's face suddenly became very gloomy.

Perhaps he had a fatal character defect, but he was not stupid at all. He quickly realized how shaky the Iron Throne under his ass was. He gnashed his teeth and asked, "which side are you going to stand on? Me? Or those shameless traitors?"

"Ha ha! Do you need to ask? Of course I'm on your side." Zhang Cheng gave the answer with a laugh.

But he still didn't say the second half of the sentence in his heart. The team will only last for a few months. When he gets what he wants, he will choose the camp again.

After all, in the game of power, it is the practice of smart people to change their position at any time according to the situation. Those elm heads who cling to loyalty and honor usually don't end well. Among them, ED is a living negative teaching material.

"Oh? Really!" joffrey's eyes revealed an undisguised surprise, followed by walking around, as if thinking about something.

About three or five minutes later, he suddenly stopped and proposed in a very sincere tone: "Sir Mason, I'll give you a sum of money and a title and position. You'll recruit an army for me, an army that only obeys my orders. In return, after all the traitors are eradicated, I'll deprive them of their territory and reward you."

For such a good thing that pie fell from the sky, Zhang Cheng did not consider it. He directly touched his chest with one hand and bowed: "what can I say except gratitude and obedience? Your majesty..."

Obviously, the bear child only thought about how to strengthen his strength in the shortest time, thus ignoring the issue of military control.

Spend other people's money to build your own army, and finally get a large area of territory. Is there anything cheaper in the world?

As for the mentally handicapped child, joffrey is cruel and always kills people for fun. It has nothing to do with him.

Anyway, after the battle of Heishui River, olena redwin, the "Queen of thorns" will be responsible for cleaning up the mess.

"Great! Sir Mason! I knew a smart man like you would make the right choice." joffrey was completely unaware of what a huge mistake he had made, and his face was full of excitement and joy.

"Your Majesty, I think you can't wait to start to understand Magic now, can't you?" Zhang Cheng thought a little, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

moment

A crimson flame burst from his fingertips, illuminating the slightly dark vestibule.

"This!! this is!!!!!" joffrey glared at the fire the size of the baby's fist.

Zhang Cheng calmly changed the flame into various shapes, pretending to be a mysterious flicker: "Yes, this is magic. It allows human beings to control the power comparable to gods as mortals. Fire, frost, thunder and all the most destructive things in nature can be created by magic. But it is very difficult to obtain this power. It is so difficult that one of 10000 people may not succeed."

"What about me? Can I succeed?" joffrey asked impatiently.

"Sorry, I can't give an answer for the time being. It will take a period of observation and study to reach a conclusion. Before that, I hope you can take me to see Lord Wallis. There is a little misunderstanding between him and me that needs to be solved."

Speaking of the last few words, Zhang Cheng's eyes twinkled with a chilling light.

Joffrey, who had similar experience, shivered in a single game, secretly observed a moment of silence for Wallis, and then answered: "first, I don't mind you asking Wallis for trouble, but don't kill him. My mother depends on the information he provides."

"Hum! Don't worry, your majesty, I won't kill him, just give him a little lesson. Let's go. It's getting late, and I want to come back before dark."

"Aha! As long as you don't kill him, there's no problem!"

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