"Dear Rhine, I use roses to express my love for you, but the color of roses is not one ten thousandth of the enthusiasm in my heart. Once upon a time, I thought no one in the world could touch my heart again. Until you appeared, it seemed that an angel came to my dim life with light... Dear Rhine, after seeing you, I knew what love is in the world. Rhine, at this moment I have nothing to ask for, I just want to accept my love-beating heart, as well as my eyes, my hands, my ears, everything about me, as long as you speak, these will appear in front of you without reservation..."

...

After leaving the illusion, he couldn't wait to take out the notes, recite the spell, and then looked at it carefully. However, everything in front of him was very inconsistent with what he expected.

After quickly watching the lines of words that appeared on the notes, he couldn't help but scan them back and forth several times, and finally Charles came to a conclusion.

There is no secret at all, this is a love letter.

This is a love letter!

"Bitch!" He pinched the notes with his fingers, resisted the urge to tear it apart, took a deep breath, and Shire threw it back into the box speechlessly.

He thought that the secretly recorded in this form of sealing must be secret, or the most likely one is the promotion path of the rookie necromancer. After all, the first one is full of magic knowledge, and it is not unreasonable to have a promotion method in the end.

I didn't expect it.

This is a fucking love letter!?

He was a little angry, but after a while he calmed down and sat on the chair, he began to ponder.

It can only be said that what I have been looking forward to for a long time does not match expectations, which is depressing, and the rest is nothing.

He is no longer very worried about the promotion now. Since the illusion method just now works, he can continue to sneak into it and explore according to the script, and he will not be afraid of not being able to find a way.

"It just needs a lot of materials."

Charles thought secretly.

The entire northern border ran around for him and got such a piece of material. If you want to use the Eye of Destiny again and repeatedly cause hallucinations, you will probably not be able to collect it completely for a while.

This is mainly because most of the materials are shipped from outside Westeros, otherwise it would not be so troublesome.

"Thanks to the help of Lannister, otherwise these things would be annoying."

He was secretly glad.

...

Baigang,

Baigang, located in the south of Winterfell, is the largest commercial gathering place in the north and the most important trading port.

The transportation industry is prevalent here, and the fishery and silverware ranks are also very prosperous, which has also caused a situation where the odor and wealth here are both commendable.

The city port next to the Bite Bay is constantly urinating sailboats, large or small. The sea water is very gentle near the port, and ripples are rippling in the sun.

The sky is dotted with spots of white clouds, and large groups of seabirds linger around the harbor. Occasionally, fish abandoned by fishing boats are detected and then dives down.

Baigang is very lively at this moment and looks unique in beauty. However, if the smell here is mixed in, the so-called beauty will be a little distorted.

Walking on the bridge deck of the port, the smell of fish lingered around the tip of the nose all the time, accompanied by the noisy shouts of countless loaders and unloaders, everything was so annoying. Raf frowned in disgust.

Although he had been living in this city for many years, Raf still didn't adapt much to it.

It smells so bad that everyone who comes to Baigang can't help but cover their noses tightly, which is very repulsive, let alone the beautiful scenery.

He had never been to Junlin. He heard that there was a stinking smell, but he felt that there should be no smell in Baigang.

"It's a pity that I can never go, Stannis bombed the entire city."

He mumbled with a sentence that many people were convinced, stood on the shore with his hips, and looked at his own gray sailboat, and he sighed again.

This time, the trip to the sea was not smooth. It encountered a storm. The ship was falling and stumbled, and several people died. Many things on the ship needed to be repaired - these require a lot of money.

"I hope there is no loss..."

Just as he was calculating, he suddenly realized that a dock worker on the boat had dropped a box of goods to the ground from the corner of his eyes. He was furious when he saw this and walked up to the workers to scold him.

"Give your eyes, do you know whose thing this is? This is Sir Kelanston's. If you break it, you will have good fruits to eat!"

"No, how could that person who has never been to Baigang? "The dock worker whispered - due to the harsh wages of Luff, his group of workers were not convinced by him.

"They will be Sir Kelanston's things, and now it is the property of our Earl of Mandalay, what? Do you want to talk back to the Count?"

Hearing that he said, the dock workers immediately became depressed.

It's okay to say that he would raise a few squads with the captain who was also a civilian, but he wouldn't dare to do this in front of the nobles.

Seeing that he started to work honestly, Raf snorted, then unconsciously glanced at the cargo on the ship.

Now all the nobles in the north are competing with Sir Kelanston. After hearing that person needs them, they even mobilized all their strength to find various items for him.

Among them, the Count of Mandalay's moves are the most attentive - this fat man is not even able to get on the horse. This is nothing when he was young, but now he is too old.

He is old and obese, and may one day appear, so for his own sake, the Earl of Mandalay is not going to find a way out.

The workers didn't understand this, but Raf knew these ditches very well. In fact, everything on his ship was a gift that needed to be given. This was not the first ship.

Lord Mandalay has already offered several ships of things to that person.

Every time the Earl would take them and the captains with him, calling for credit for him, but in fact they just made them deliberately show a lot of hard work so that they could gain the favor of that person.

However, they rarely see the legendary character, but instead deal with the little demon monkey who is notorious in the Lannister family.

"A nasty Lannister actually makes a fortune in the north. This is really rare." As he mumbled, Raffu shouted loudly at the workers, making them work more stable.

Then he turned around and was about to find a place to rest for a while. But a young man with long black hair suddenly came up.

"Sir, the villain needs help if you have something to do." The visitor said, holding up his cuffs and handing over a few silver coins.

He has a long face and no beard, black hair and blue eyes. The young man in front of him is not tall and looks very ordinary. Raf thought about it a little, but he didn't remember knowing him.

"Who are you?"

"The nameless person." The other party replied in a low voice: "A trivial little person."

The little guy? I'm afraid they are some shameless guys. He secretly guessed that he had the face of silver coins, and Raf didn't ask too much.

In a city like Baigang, with huge traffic, all kinds of weirdos can be encountered from time to time. In comparison, the person in front of him is nothing.

The strong fishy smell of the port and the dampness floating on the sea made him not want to stay here at all. Seeing the other party looking at him with a sincere face, Raf asked while walking, "So what are you looking for me, the little man?"

The other party approached and whispered.

Ruff frowned when he heard this, "What do you want these?"

The other party smiled and replied: "What can make the wizard like is definitely a good thing. The villain is very curious, but the villain is not very curious, and a box can be fully satisfied."

He said as he showed a golden coin in his hand.

"It's the messenger, not the wizard." Raf coughed dryly, pretending to protect someone's reputation, then glanced at the other party's gold coins, with a slightly hesitant expression. "But this..."

"The messenger's methods are indeed amazing, but he is far from Baigang. I don't think you need to be afraid of anything, and you have also said that these are still the things of the Earl of Mandalay."

"Who said I was afraid?" Raf glared at him, thought for a while, and said, "We will set out tomorrow. After the evening bell, we will see you in the alley behind the blacksmith shop on Sturgeon Street. Remember, don't say it out!"

Although a golden dragon is not a big money, it is enough to make him be at the Baigang brothel for a while, and the price is only a tiny little bit of the entire ship. It is too much and too little, so this transaction is worth doing.

"Of course." Seeing that Raf agreed, the other party promised, "never."

So the two parted.

...

Raf was very punctual. That afternoon, he secretly carried a small box of goods from the port warehouse, and then came to the promised alley slightly sneakily.

The other party had arrived early at this time. From a distance, he was standing in the depths of the alley, and waved to him, so he hurriedly walked up.

"Hurry up, I'm in a hurry." As he walked into the alley, he put the box at his shoulder at his feet, and then reached out to ask for money.

"Don't worry, soon." The other party replied, raising his hand to put a gold coin in Raff's hand.

Raf was very satisfied with his pleasure, and then he was about to say something more when he suddenly felt a sting in his hand.

"The insect bites people?" He looked down and saw that there was nothing but gold coins in his hand. He was puzzled, but he didn't care much. After a few greetings, he turned around and was about to leave, but suddenly he felt dizzy in front of him.

He was a little unsteady and immediately raised his hand to support the cold stone walls of the alley.

But this did not stop his mind from becoming increasingly dizzy. Everything in front of him became distorted and hazy, his legs became weak, and darkness gradually came in his eyes.

"Not good!" He was shocked and raised his legs to escape, but he staggered and fell to the ground.

At the end of his sight, he saw the young black-haired man who was dealing with him squatting in front of him.

"You...who are you?" Raf still didn't know that he was being humble, that was so stupid.

However, all this was discovered a bit late.

"Not name, really." The other party replied.
Chapter completed!