Game of Thrones: I Created the Magic Web

Chapter 7 Magic? !
Red Keep, Maegor's Tower, Queen's Ballroom.

Under the light of countless torches and candles, a group of court dancers are spinning and jumping in the hall with the melodious music.

Cersei sat on the queen's throne on the high platform, talking to her eldest son with a smile.

"Little Qiao, this is your tournament. The dinner party isn't over yet, why don't you play there?"

Cersei herself left early because she didn't want to be with the disgusting king, but she remembered that Joffrey enjoyed the banquet.

"Mother," Joffrey said, showing an awkward look of asking adults for something but saving face and not wanting to beg.

"Is the Valyrian steel sword very powerful? I want it too."

It is said that the Valyrian steel made by magic is an important prop for him to verify his conjecture.

At the dinner party, he had already confirmed that the strange sensation and the cyan shimmer were not hallucinations.Lord Jorn's armor may indeed be magical.

Magic perception, magic vision?Goldfinger?
He needs more samples.

Valyrian steel weapons in the vaults of the Red Keep, for example.

All it takes is one license.

The eldest prince who just turned 12 years old shook his mother's arm, looking forward to it, "I heard that many people have it. I am a prince, how can I not? My mother must have a way."

Cersei smiled and pulled Joffrey into her arms.

"I know there is something wrong, and my mother can play this role."

Joffrey only wanted "sugar."

Cersei was completely irresistible. "Valyrian steel is precious, and many families have passed it on as a family sword, worthy of my son."

"Well. There should be some suitable ones in the treasury. Robert is long out of use, so pick."

Robert!You never dreamed that it would be Jaime and my son, Lannister blood, who would inherit the Iron Throne!
Huh, so what if Old Jon and Pokerface Stannis know?Aren't James and I still on good terms? We're just asking for trouble for yourselves!

Cersei caressed the prince's face fondly, and the handsome face in front of her eyes suddenly changed back to the cute smiling face in her infancy.

Time is so fast, 12 years, 12 years old, it's time to learn to rule the kingdom.

"Remember, my son."

"You are a lion, the crown prince of the Seven Kingdoms, and the future king of Westeros. You can get everything as long as you ask."

"If anyone disobeys, he must be punished most severely!"

"Thinking of you, Grandpa Tywin, when the song "The Rainy Season of Castamere" was played, all the princes of the Western Region were in awe!"

"Fear and obey, and the kingdom will become stronger."

Cersei's teachings are simple and clear.

The prince showed a bright smile, "I understand."

Of course I understand. The Rains of Castamere, the utter destruction of the irreverent Reyes and Tarbecks, shines a light on House Lannister.

The ballad sang impressively: Every rainy season, the rain weeps in the hall, but there is no one in it, and there is no soul in it.

The Farman family of Fairy Island used to disobey the rules. Duke Tywin only sent singers to play this song in the castle hall, and the Farman family immediately surrendered.

Listening to this song and looking at his own hall, Earl Farman probably felt uncomfortable at the time.

I understand.

Fear and violence are not the only things, but they are as indispensable as air is to people.

"Relax, mother. I will be the greatest king in Westeros and bring more glory to our family."

Cersei was even happier, hugging the prince and talking non-stop, chatting about trivial matters for a while, and instilling the concept of power for a while.

Joffrey didn't stop until he looked clearly absent-minded.

"Hannah," Cersei waved back, explaining to her son, "She is familiar with the Red Castle, she is loyal and capable, and can lead the way for you."

A maid with chestnut curly hair and a somewhat familiar face stepped forward to salute.

"Your Highness, it is an honor to serve you."

Joffrey nodded slightly. The "Treasure House Pass" was obtained, and the battle was a great success.

Tyrion, who had no sense of presence, put down his glass and followed silently.

……

A group of people walked through the Red Castle at night.

The torches crackled, and beyond the flames there were deep shadows.

Where is Varys' "little bird", where is the secret door of the Red Keep, here, there, unknown places.

Joffrey inexplicably remembered the prayers of the Red God Cult, "The night is dark, and there are dangers everywhere."

Even so, I will have the last laugh.

"That's what the queen means."

Hannah to the guards of the vault.

The four soldiers immediately unlocked the heavy iron locks and pushed open the oak door with all their strength.

Joffrey stepped in first, searching carefully.

The Hound and Hannah followed closely.

Tyrion, who came uninvited, wandered about.

Unlike the national treasury, which has long been in deficit, the treasury is only used to store all kinds of antique treasures, which are difficult to cash out, and the majesty of the royal family has to be taken into account, so it is full of beautiful things, showing the royal power and luxury.

After a long circle, Joffrey has gained a lot.

Valyrian steel was black as smoke, and there was a hatchet, two hammers, a longsword, three daggers, and seven links.

There was also a ruby ​​and two cut-cut sapphires, three deep purple crystal balls, and a glass candle.And a big sword that looks ordinary.

Almost all of them are confirmed or rumored to be magical.

In addition to being able to be sensed by him, in that strange vision, the black Valyrian steel was shrouded in a translucent white light, similar to the blue light of bronze armor.There are also shimmering patterns of various shapes and colors on the glass candles.

It really is magic, I can see magic.

Joffrey felt a sense of relief and peace in his heart.

He has always understood the dangers of this world.

All are mortal.

He believes in his ability, but a dagger, a glass of poisoned wine, and a back arrow can end all his plans.

As long as he was Joffrey, there was not a day when he did not live in these dangers.

It is different now.

Magic, praise magic!
One day he will get real power and stand on a higher dimension overlooking the world.

"Uncle, do you believe in magic?"

Joffrey wondered what Tyrion was thinking at this moment.Are you observing yourself, or wallowing in pain?

Tyrion was buried in an ancient book, looking a little melancholy.

"Maybe, maybe not."

Joffrey, what else do you know?What exactly do you want me to do?Is my Tessa really missing?

"The reality is too absurd, always illogical, what is there to believe? Sorry, I have read too many books."

Joffrey quite agreed.It's a pity that I can only say stupid and uninteresting things now.

"I heard that the Valyrian steel sword is forged with magic. It is extremely sharp. Haha, with this kind of sword, who can be my opponent?!"

Joffrey waved his hand, "Take these all away."

Hannah and the Hound immediately sprang into action.

"Good nephew," Tyrion closed the book and tapped it three times.

"For the sake of me coming all the way with you, please take this "Dragon Illustrated Book" with you as a mercy."

"Oh, as you like."

"I am very grateful." Tyrion handed over a large tome, "Here is a copy of "The History of the Four Kings" written by Maester Cass himself. Is your Highness interested?"

Joffrey didn't bother to take another look. "I know them, Targaryen kings without dragons."

"I can be the greatest king myself without this book."

In fact, he was quite interested.

Besides, Tyrion seems to have other meanings.

"For uncle's sake, Hound, bring this journal. It will definitely be useful when you can't sleep at night, haha."

Quite a Joffrey-esque joke.

Tyrion smiled back.

(End of this chapter)