Game of Thrones: Viserys the Three-Headed Dragon.

Chapter 120 Flame Light Weaving
". It has now been found that this person murdered an innocent person. He dumped the body in the office's abandoned warehouse and disguised himself to sneak into the castle to commit crimes. He was sentenced to death for murder and treason. He will be beheaded at noon today."

The public trial of the Faceless Assassin is being held in the square outside the Chapel of the Seven Gods. The chapel is most crowded in the morning, because even though it is the so-called Sunday, Sunday does not mean that you can rest. The townspeople still have to go to work after church. The chapel in the town is not small, and the cemetery is not far away. Although it was damaged when Stannis converted, the statues were burned, the stained glass with the Seven Gods' symbols were smashed, and it was half-rebuilt into the Temple of R'hllor. But when Viserys came back, he changed the half-rebuilt Temple of R'hllor back. It has not been completely changed back yet, and some places are still under construction, but it can already receive residents who come to worship normally.

The chapel and the Faith of the Seven Gods serve as moral training institutions that encourage people to be good in Westeros. For a territory, this building helps to govern the territory. After all, in a world with an illiteracy rate of nearly 99%, it is still very important to use faith to naturalize people.

Especially the large square in front of the chapel, which is more important. If there is no mandatory control on weekdays, most of the town’s residents can gather here only on Sundays.

R'hllor's priest Fremi stood at the end of the crowd, staring intently at the Silent Assassin who was tied up by two powerful armored guards and wearing loose prison uniforms. The young priest smiled mysteriously, turned around and walked behind him, heading straight for the Silent Watcher who was dressed in ordinary civilian clothes but didn't fit in with the crowd and never spoke.

The observer saw the Red God's priest running towards him with a mysterious smile, and his expression became serious, making his already silent and solemn appearance even more stern.

The young priestess, who looked strange and beautiful, stopped in front of the watcher and said in Valyrian: "I can show your master the true appearance of the assassin. Please tell him before noon."

After saying this, the young Red God Priest stopped talking and strolled back to the seaside hotel where she was currently staying, apparently going back to her room to wait for a response.

The monitor followed closely behind her, following in silence, watching her return to the room and close the door. The three team members in charge of monitoring met in the triple room of the hotel. Finally, the team leader decided to report the priestess's words.

It wasn't long before word of Freyre's words reached Viserys.

"Her again." Daenerys heard it. She didn't have a good impression of the priest. The priest sent them dragon eggs, which should have been a great thing, but the magic power that came out of the dragon and the sacrificed souls frightened Daenerys. Although she has gradually reconciled with the little guy now, she still hasn't given it a name.

"Let me think about it." Viserys thought for a moment. "Go tell her to take off the red dress, dress like an ordinary woman, and learn to eat in public again. If you do this, I can arrange a job for her in the castle, but it won't be a priestess."

"Do you really want to try to contact her?" Daenerys asked. They had never found the correct way to use magic. Viserys had told her privately that he wanted to try to contact other mysterious powers and see how others performed magic.

"After observing for so long, I found that she didn't preach in the town, nor did she use miracles to attract believers. She only prayed for the ship owners who believed in the Red God on the merchant ships and asked for money. She didn't use her body like the priests in the Red God Temple who made donations. I'm afraid her status in the Rees Temple is not low. At least, she is either not familiar with preaching or she is not needed to do it. Remember, when she came to us, she was protected by seven holy fire hands."

At that time, Viserys thought that this priest was not powerful enough to come to Dragonstone from Asshai alone like Melisandre to spread the doctrine to Stannis. But now, this priest of the Red God can perform miracles without relying on the ruby ​​necklace. And Viserys clearly remembered that when he asked the Unsullied Cook to take the ruby ​​necklace from her, the priest's shocked expression was not fake, which means that after taking away her ruby ​​necklace, perhaps she had changed in a way that she herself had never imagined.

"You said she was dangerous," Daenerys said. "But if you decide, I will stand by you."

"Dany." Viserys took her hand and turned to look at the captain in charge of surveillance. "Then tell her that if she can't do this, then forget it."

The trip to and from the castle took quite some time. After about two minutes, the captain came back and said, "Your Majesty, she agreed."

Viserys asked, "She did not hesitate?"

"No. As soon as I said it, she agreed." said the team leader.

The other party agreed so readily that Viserys hesitated.

Daenerys understood her brother's hesitation: "Her purpose is not simple. I'm afraid she is willing to do more to be close to you."

"." Viserys gritted his teeth. "Take her to the town guard prison and wait for me. I will be there later."

"Yes, Your Majesty." The captain left.

It has been confirmed that the beheading will take place. The Faceless Assassin has been sent to the town prison, waiting for the public execution at Dragonstone Island at noon. The execution of the new god faith of the southern lords of Westeros is different from that of the old god faith of the northern lords. The northern Stark family is executed by the lord himself, while the southern lords generally have special executioners to be in charge, and the execution site is in front of the chapel - just like Joffrey beheaded Eddard Stark. Although Joffrey was a temporary defector, the beheading was fine.

"I want to go too." Daenerys was worried.

"We can't go there in a big way. This assassin is not a big shot, not worthy of the king and the regent princess to oversee the execution." Viserys ordered, "Godion! Go and call a squad of castle guards to gather at the prison tower. For the sake of order at the execution ground, another squad will be sent down to assist the town guards in maintaining order. Find two sets of armor for the guards."

The captain of Viserys's guard answered without question, "Yes," and went to do as he was told.

Soon, a squad of fully armored castle guards set out from the prison tower and headed towards the town guard post.

When Viserys and Daenerys arrived, the Red God priests, who had changed into ordinary clothes, had been waiting for a long time. Although the assassin was not a big shot, he was a wanted criminal caught in the castle. Although he was now transferred to the guardhouse, he was still guarded by fully armed castle guards.

When the decision was made to behead the assassin, Captain Ashe of the town guard had been notified to clear out a prison floor to detain only this serious criminal, so when the king and the regent princess arrived, the prison was soon filled with people from the castle.

The Red God priestess, who was wearing a colorless woolen traveling garment, still had a radiant look on her face. Her expression was calm and pious. Anyone who saw her could tell that she was not an ordinary person at all. Instead, she looked like a noble girl from a devout family who had fallen into the world. She nodded lightly to show respect: "Your Majesty, Your Highness."

Viserys waved his hand, and the guards dispersed to guard outside. He and Daenerys lifted their visors and looked at the priest who had ulterior motives. "You said you could make this assassin reveal his true face."

Viserys made no secret of her suspicion, but she paid it no mind. "Yes, your grace. R'hllor gave his priests the ability to see through disguises. Allow me to demonstrate it to you."

The assassin in the prison heard the conversation outside the cell door. He looked up at the three people outside the cell, but no one looked at him. He finally said the first words since being captured: "Valar morghulis. All mortals have to die. Please, God, grant me death." As he spoke, he spat out a tooth from his mouth and went straight to Viserys's face with the mask lifted.

Viserys protected Daenerys and was about to reach out to block it.

The flames suddenly rose, and smoke like black mist came out from the teeth, but was wrapped and burned by the strange flames. The priest in colorless wool travel clothes opened his hands in front of the prison door, as if praying. The whole person suddenly looked pious and holy: "Servants of false gods, poisoners of alien gods. Flame and light weaving is the power of the King of Light. R'hllor will make all falsehoods appear true."

Servant of false gods.
The poisoner of alien gods.
Viserys caught the description.

The Red God Priestess's red hair was blown by an inexplicable breeze, and her red eyes flashed with a strange light, like two dim red stars twinkling.

She pronounced a word.

The sound echoed strangely through the cell, wriggling like a worm in the ears of those who heard it. Viserys heard one word, Daenerys heard a different word, the assassin heard another, but none of them were the words that came from her lips.

As Viserys and Daenerys tried to watch calmly, wisps of light and shadow rippled around the assassin.

All the bones in the assassin's body seemed to start clanging after the Red God Priest uttered that word - the sound did not seem real, as if it were an illusion.

The assassin's body was squirming from top to bottom. He gritted his teeth as if in great pain, a strange sound came from his throat, and his eyes turned white.

The slightly bald W-shaped hair tips disappeared, and the messy beard on his chin, the pimples on his face, the white and yellow skin, the collapsed nose, and the small light blue eyes all gradually disappeared.

Suddenly, his body swelled, his waist and shoulders became wider, his stomach became thicker, and his hands and feet became stronger. The leg bones that had been simply bandaged seemed to be deformed, causing his calves to ooze blood again.

In the blink of an eye, the assassin was completely transformed into a different person. Even his hair and eye color changed. He had a pair of fierce black eyes and an aquiline nose, and his wide mouth was full of yellow teeth. He seemed to be in a very painful torture. He made a meaningless sound from his mouth, and Viserys heard the general meaning. "Mercy!" "Gift!" "Liberation!"

Following a creepy and sharp snort, the assassin fainted.

Viserys didn't want to admit that he was shocked, but the fact was that what the Red God's priest demonstrated did make him feel weird and inexplicable. He tried to look calmly at the priestess who seemed to have just done an ordinary thing: "What kind of magic is this?"

Priestess Fremi was a little proud and pretended to be relaxed, as if doing this was so simple that it was not worth mentioning: "Your Majesty. Transfiguration spell, sleight of hand, illusion, people call it that, but it is not the truth. R'hllor is the Lord of Light, this is His gift, the servants of the false gods have only glimpsed a little bit, imitating the servants of the Lord of Light, weaving light and shadow to weave illusions out of flesh and blood. And the false illusions will be revealed in front of the power of the Lord of Light."

Viserys looked at her coldly. "I do not like riddles, priestess."

Viserys could feel that the priestess's body was unusually hot. Although she did not sweat and looked normal, the wool on her body was slightly curled when it touched her skin. She was definitely not as relaxed as she appeared.

The priest spoke calmly, telling him, "His magic relies on bones, Your Majesty. If you use the gift of R'hllor to perform Transfiguration, you will be much better than him. R'hllor's servants can weave light into any image. This is a miracle He bestows on his servants. People call it by different names, but I call it Flame Weaving."

"You will become someone else too?"

"The gift of the Lord of Light will not be used to become a false follower of a false god."

"Because the price you have to pay is greater than theirs?"

"Your Majesty, if you would like me to show him to you, please give him to me so I can present him to the Lord of Light."

Viserys keenly grasped the hidden meaning in her words: "You use your lives to perform magic. You and he, different methods, same rules, right?"

"Your Majesty, the gift of God always has a price, and the false false God is just--"

Viserys' eyelids twitched. He had never doubted that her god had power, but he didn't like the feeling.

The priestess stopped talking. She no longer spoke devoutly about the gods' blessings. She only said, "Your Majesty, please promise me that you will let me enter the castle and give me a job. You decide."

Daenerys, who had been watching in silence, couldn't help but squeeze her brother's hand.

Viserys responded to the priestess: "Yes, you will sail away today. When you return as a woman who has come to travel, I will arrange a room for you in the tower and hire you as my advisor, but you cannot leave the tower room without my summons. At that time, your clothes and belongings will be provided by the castle, and everything you brought must be discarded."

"Your Majesty," she bowed slightly, not caring about the so-called employment but actually house arrest, and said calmly and piously, "You are not willing to accept your mission yet, and you still doubt R'hllor's will. Your heart is full of doubts, but you have prayed to Him, and the Lord of Light will hear your prayers."

Viserys was silent for a moment, then asked her, "Can you change the assassin back? He will be executed later."

"." The priestess was speechless for a moment.

Similar transformation magic was used by Melisandre at the Wall in the original novel, transforming the wildling king Mance Rayder into Rattleshirt.

It is important to note that the words of the priestess cannot be trusted completely. What she said is based on her own beliefs. Since they themselves do not know the truth about magic, they often use seemingly plausible riddles to package it.

It’s not a spoiler, the truth about magic is most likely to fit Martin’s theoretical basis in the creation myth of Tolkien’s The Lord of the Rings.

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