Chapter 206

Hearing the footsteps behind her, the woman's body didn't move, but her eyes were slightly backward.

Then he took it back.

Step, step

Soon.

A man with a black cloak and hood covering his face entered the hall.

The residence of veselis was under strict surveillance, and now all hotels and inns in the city of pantos are being raided.

No one thought that wesselis arranged his back hand in the Red God Temple.

"The city is in chaos."

Ramses Snow's head, hidden under his hood, rose slightly, revealing a cloudy cheek.

At the same time, his eyes did not hide his desire and looked up and down at the priestess of rahlo.

Melisandra, kneeling in front of the campfire, heard the skinning words. She was silent for a long time. She seemed to be thinking about something. A pair of beautiful eyes stared at the beating flame in front of her.

It wasn't until Ramses's outstretched hand almost touched her cheek that there was a slight fluctuation.

"Ramses snow."

Melisandra said in an abrupt voice.

In this empty hall, the voice of the priestess seemed ethereal and even echoed.

And Ramsey's hand was stiff in mid air.

There was a strong feeling in his heart that if he really touched melisandra's cheek

Something terrible will happen.

The woman knelt down in front of the campfire with her back to him, and even the smell of the woman had penetrated into his nostrils.

However, Ramses felt a complete chill, from the sky cover to his toes.

"You..."

Little skinned eyes wiped a trace of surprise, involuntarily retreated two steps, but still unwilling to argue.

"Hum, isn't the sacrifice in the temple just for..."

Many abandoned orphans will be accommodated in the temple of rahlo. When they grow up, they will become monks or temple prostitutes in the temple.

Because we never know which supreme priest of the red temple has handed down the regulations, people will feel the gods when they reach the climax at the time of intercourse, so there is more work of temple prostitute in the temple.

However, many high-level followers of rahlo know that these are just a means for them to win over believers and expand religion.

However, for this reason, the term "sacrifice" has been stigmatized many times on Aesop.

That's what Ramses is saying at the moment.

In fact, he didn't dare to move other bad thoughts, but he couldn't control his own hands. He thought he and melisandro were wesselis's dogs, and what's the difference between dogs.

However, melisandra's face was as usual, not irritated by Ramses's obvious humiliating words.

Eyes are still ancient well without waves, and then the voice opened calmly.

"I saw your tragic end in the fire."

"Ramses."

"If you can't manage your lower body well and cause people's resentment, the prophecy will come true."

Melisandra's voice was flat, the flame was beating in her red eyes, and she still didn't turn her head. However, his words made rums feel numb.

He didn't know whether melisandra really saw the prophecy about herself from the fire, or whether the woman was simply scaring herself.

However, considering his premonition of danger just now, Ramses decided to be cautious from now on, so as not to really become a proverb.

Then the young man with a cloudy face corrected his color, coughed and opened his mouth.

"There has been chaos in the city, and now it is still planned."

"Shall we inform your majesty of this and let him prepare?"

Melisandra sat quietly in front of the campfire, narrowed her eyes slightly, thought for a moment and nodded.

"Yes."

"Have all the tasks assigned to you by the real king been completed?"

When Ramses heard melisandra's words, a confident smile appeared on her clean face, with white teeth.

"Of course."

...

The palace of the prince on the highest hill in the city of pantos.

Wesselis sat at the top of the round hall steps next to Prince pantos, and to his left was governor illyrio mopatis.

At the moment, the process of the dinner party has been more than half. After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, except for a little conflict at the beginning, everything is going well.

However, the dark tide was still surging quietly, and wesselis observed that many governors were whispering and pointing at themselves.

And the servants of the governors kept going in and out, not knowing what news they were reporting.

A large number of footsteps heard in the corridor outside the palace were almost completely covered up by the sound of performance. If it were not for the extraordinary perceptual ability of wesselis, he might not be aware of it.

Now a clown is performing below the steps, and the curtain has come to an end for the erotic dance just now.

He is a short dwarf with funny tattoos on his face. At the moment, the clown is telling something that is not very funny or even some obscene jokes in an exaggerated and sharp tone.

Wesselys heard something drowsy, but the old governors listened with interest.

Wesselis's black velvet robe is also lined with scale soft armor, and dusk is worn around his waist.

He supported his cheek with one hand and looked at the clown below. The tattoo on each other's face is said to be a style of volantis.

The volantis like to tattoo the faces of slaves so that they can identify which is a slave and which is a free citizen, and then treat them differently.

For such a poor dwarf, wesselis doesn't have too many ideas. He doesn't have the power to change the world now, so he won't have any burden in his heart.

The only thing he could think of was the dwarf called Tyrion Lannister, the little devil.

The other party was several years older than him, and now he should be seventeen or eighteen. Although Tyrion was short, his wisdom was amazing.

If you can, wesselis would like to meet the little devil and talk to him.

However, it is a pity that tangaryan and Lannister are enemies of life and death, and they are also destined to be enemies.

At least it seems so now.

Then.

The funny clown below seems to be performing some interactive program.

"Tut Tut, I'll choose one of you adults."

Then the dwarf's eyes turned and finally stopped on wesselis. He made a harsh cry in his mouth, as if he had chosen wesselis.

The young king was a little stunned with one hand supporting his cheek. Unexpectedly, the clown found himself.

However, just as the clown was approaching himself, a small piece of paper fell out of his sleeve and fell at the foot of wesselis.

"Huh?"

Wesselis's eyes suddenly coagulated slightly.

Then he turned his head sharply left and right. What's the matter with this strong sense of familiarity?

Then wesselis quietly stepped on the small paper ball without being seen by others.

When the clown finished the game, he bent down and picked it up.

The silver haired boy opened the paper ball, just looked at it for a few eyes, and the tip of his eyebrows raised slightly.

"Huh?"

On the other side.

Deng Deng Deng

The clown's performance is not over yet.

Suddenly, a soldier hurried in from the outside. He leaned down and whispered a few words in the ear of a governor.

Then the gray haired governor's face changed.

"What?"