Chapter 685
There are generally seven statues in The Seven Sept, the seven Spiritual Gods in the Church of The Seven.
But Catelyn's little Sept is too small to fit seven statues.
She is a woman and married, and like many women in Westeros, she chooses to worship Mother.
In the pavilion in the style of the seven-pointed star, there is a statue of Mother who is the same size as the true person.
It's still the old version of Mother.
Well, the new version of Mother either rides a dragon, or stands on the back of a dragon, or is guarded by a dragon behind him.
And Tyrion's body is placed on a small altar in front of the statue of Mother.
Oh, dwarf isn't dead, not a corpse.
But when Jon and Sansa entered Sept, after seeing dwarf for the first time, subconsciously thought that the charred body with blood oozing flesh was a corpse.
It's miserable.
It's so sad.
Too bad.
The stench of purulent skin and the pungent smell of herbal medicine made Sansa cover her nose with a handkerchief, and she felt some genuine pity in her heart.
Sept is only about fourteen or five square meters. There is a statue, a feather bed, and two large living people. There is almost no space left.
"Tyrion, Tyrion..."
Jon poked the dwarf's charred cheeks, revealing black and red muscles, and his tentacles were hot and wet.
It's like throwing a live pig into a fire and rolling it a few times.
Looking at the fingers, they were actually stained with black, red, and stinky blood.
But Tyrion is still warm, even hot, which means he must not be dead!
"Jon..."
Sure enough, Tyrion's eyes without eyebrows and eyelashes opened slowly, revealing a pair of different sizes and colors of dim eyes.
"Sansa..."
"How do you feel?" Sansa asked with concern.
"I, I don't feel so good, it seems like I'm dying!"
dwarf's expression was painful, and every word he uttered made his facial muscles tear.
"You're not going to die, I'll arrange for someone to go to King's Landing to ask High Sparrow to take a look while Aegon treats his leg injury." Sansa comforted.
"Aegon..." Tyrion widened his eyes, muttered: "This time... I was so careful, but I was still under the power of transcendent, watching Maester Lai The 'real world' is really necessary.
This half-god world is too unfriendly to us mortals who rely on wisdom to eat."
" You are confused, how can Half God walk all over the place?" Jon's mouth twitched.
"You don't understand, Dragon Queen is about to slaughter a dozen Half Gods. Before I thought she was bragging, and now I met Melisandre, I realized that Half God is really active in the world.
Euron is also a Half God, and you...Seven Hells! Westeros, too terrifying."
dwarf was too excited, and the corners of his mouth spread out as he spoke. Black liquid mixed with blood foam and herbal soup.
Jon really thought that dwarf's brain was burned out, and he only said comforted: "Don't be excited, you have a fever, you are not very awake, and when the burn is cured, we will consider Melisandre and Euron. "
"I'm very awake!" Tyrion stretched out his scorched right hand, grabbed Jon's arm, and said eagerly, "I can't hold on for long, and I don't need to ask High Sparrow, he It won't come. Hurry up, take me to Slaver's Bay, only Dragon Queen can save me!"
"You are so injured, you can't move at will!" Maester Theomore at the door said nervously.
Tyrion tilted his head, glanced at the red-faced fatty through the gap between Sansa and Aegon, and said in a complicated tone: "Uncle Theomore, I have to leave, I know the situation of oneself, and I won't last for a few days. ."
"Cousin?" Jon and Sansa were both startled, turned their heads and looked towards the red-faced fatty, "Are you relatives?"
The red-faced fatty lowered his eyes to avoid the two He shook his head with a wry smile and said, "My cousins from hundreds of years ago are not sure if Duke Tywin still remembers me.
When I was an apprentice, I worked as an enlightenment teacher for Lord Tyrion for a period of time, but it was only a matter of time. Maths."
"It's okay if you leave..." Jon slowly talks about the terms of returning Stannis to King Aegon, and about Melisandre's attempt to snatch Aegon Wyvern.
Finally he said, "Balerion has a master, but if Wyvern loses it, it's easier to be subdued.
Stannis is hitting on you Tysha, and I'm afraid Melisandre will be bad for you! "
"Stannis..." Tyrion's eyes were bloodshot, "Tysha is my life, whoever touches her, I will kill him first!"
" Where is Tysha now? If you can fly, take Tyrion to Slaver's Bay." Sansa asked.
"Recuperating under the city wall near Godswood, it was also shot by dozens of ballistas last time. Luckily it wasn't a Scorpion, probably still flying." Jon was uncertain.
"Jon," Tyrion squeezed Jon's right hand tightly, the wound on the back of the hand cracked open, oozing dark red blood.
He stared at Jon's gray eyes, "At this time, you have to make a choice, a real choice. Be a mature man and don't be bound by false glory."
"The key now is to redeem Aegon and talk about it later." Jon frowned and declined.
"You can at least decide the final winner in Winterfell with ten thousand people," Tyrion insisted, staring at him with wide eyes.
Jon tilted his head and said helplessly: "Tell me, how do ten thousand people get through the level of Melisandre?"
"You said that five powerful Knights are enough to deal with any Mage "Tyrion's bloody palms were suddenly as hard as pliers.
Jon struggled, but didn't break free because he was afraid of hurting him and didn't dare to use force.
"Jon, True Dragon Alliance is hard-won, and Aegon and I probably only have this time... a chance to change our destiny!"
"No," Sansa nervously said, "Aegon is still in Stannis' hands, I don't allow you to take risks, Red Woman can't be killed, we can wait for Daenerys in peace."
"No, Sansa...Queen, listen to me, cough cough..." Tyrion coughed up a few clumps of blood, his expression painful, but insisted: "Melisandre is strong, but she can be killed. I'm sure she is far more vulnerable than I had guessed. !"
"You're really confused." Sansa shook her head.
Jon asks in surprise: "What did you find?"
"Melisandre can be assassinated, but Brienne killed a double!"
"What did you do? Got it?"
"Hey, let me ask you, did we fall for a trap?" Tyrion asked with a wry smile.
"Of course, even Ramsay as a sacrifice was prepared in advance, which means they were waiting for you and Aegon to go..."
Speaking of this, Jon He also gradually showed a stunned look.
"Assassination of Melisandre and subsequent plans are all made by you, and there are even many decisions on the spot, even Aegon Your Majesty does not know the detailed process.
So there is no traitor to inform, It's too late, but Melisandre knows everything. It's not a traitor, it can only be a prophecy!"
"Yes, she must have predicted the crisis of life and death, and then..." Tyrion sighed heavily again , looked at the ceiling out of focus, muttered: "The woman either used Glamor and made Brienne think of the other person as her.
Oh, many people had seen her at the time, and it was impossible to target Brienne alone.
It can't be said that Magic, which is similar to Faceless Men's face-changing, turned another person into her.
It is also possible that she knows Avatar Technique, and what she went to Godswood with Brienne was just a mental protection, Like the glass candle of the Dragon Queen.
Considering Earl Maege found her corpse in the pool...
It's most likely that she used witchcraft, One becomes exactly like oneself.
It's ten times more terrifying than the Faceless Men!"
Well, even though his head was scorched by the fire, Tyrion was still Quick thinking and accurate judgment.
Melisandre is Half God, yes, but she is still frail, cut her to the core and she will die; feed her poison and she will be poisoned and die; hit her with a sap and she will faint; get drunk , can still be picked up by people.
Because of her temple prostitute experience as a child, she has always felt insecure.
- Like the Temple of the Graces in Slaver's Bay, the Red God has a priesthood prostitute.
Aunt Mel, formerly known as "Melony", is a very hard-working little girl, born as a slave, bought by the Red God temple to be trained as a little skinny horse, and seems to have experienced tragic events that caused her psychological shadows when she grew up Son.
Maybe, Melony wanted to master the fate of oneself since she was a child; maybe, the Mage habit taught by her mentor; maybe, she just wanted to survive in the Far East where danger lurks on every side.
In short, after becoming an official Shadowbinder, at the beginning of each day, Aunt Mel will predict the good and bad luck of oneself that day.
For hundreds of years, other prophecies were inaccurate, but she never missed the prediction of oneself's crisis within a day.
The first time she predicted that oneself would die, she panicked, and her way of coping with the crisis might be rough and clumsy; the second and third time, she began to get used to it; after the innumerable times , she has turned it into an art - the art of acting cool.
For example, Maester Cressen, who regards the Second Stag brother as his parent and son, drank poisonous wine with Aunt Mel, Aunt Mel took the antidote in advance, and then looked handsome in the eyes of old Maester's despair and horror. Drank all the wine in the cup.
Aunt Mel's motto is: Acting cool with the most relaxed and mysterious stance, so as to make others fear (it's not someone's bullshit, she really said it).
This time is no exception. Aunt Mel predicts that Brienne will come to oneself with a mortal heart, so he arranges a stand-in for her to cut, and then makes a stunning appearance in the Winterfell infighting.
Really amazing, scared both Aegon and dwarf to pee... no, they'd rather pee, but it's a million times worse than peeing their pants.
Aunt Mel's stand-in was also accurately guessed by Tyrion: Glamor!
In the original plot, Mance Rayder was arrested by the Second Stag, but he was not burned to death. Aunt Mel quietly used another Wildlings - Jingle Shirt, disguised as Mance Rayder, and Mance disguised as Jingle Shirt (ps).
Even the Second Stag is hidden, because Wildlings King Mance is the little brother for the real Child of Prophecy!
The fake Mance was sacrificed to R'hllor, the flaming red heart Knight of Wall Night's Watch, Second Stag in public, and thousands were all deceived.
Like this time, Maege salvaged the fake Aunt Mel's body and burned it to ashes without finding anything unusual.
Mance wore a jingle shirt and dangled in front of people for months without anyone noticing anything unusual.
Aunt Mel's Glamor is just so awesome.
However, Dany messed in, the above scenario never happened, and Jon didn't know that Aunt Mel had such a hole card.
Don't talk about Jon, even Dany doesn't know... I can't even imagine that there is such a buggy magic in this fantasy world of low martial arts and magic.
Fortunately, the eldest nephew took this lore thunder in advance.
On the first Mage of Song of Ice and Fire, it really is Aunt Mel.