A Western fantasy journey that began with Game of Thrones

The surging impact was accompanied by a sharp pain like hell coming from the back that spread throughout the body. The feeling made people want to faint, but under the influence of another special invisible force, his mind was able to remain clear, or in other words, he was able to not lose himself in the instinct of the body and still carry out his purpose.

This situation can be called torture. Every second passed very long, and it was simply worse than death.

Until the impact from the back ended, the influence of the inexplicable force quietly faded away. The severe pain from the back made the tortured will instantly blurred, and finally fell into darkness completely.

In a trance, Renly seemed to have returned to his original body. There was no more desperate heat around him, but softness wrapped in smooth substances. The smell in his nose was not the smell of burnt meat and the smell of grass, but a faint fruit fragrance, apples, strawberries, blood oranges from Dorne...

The pleasant smell was accompanied by faint conversations and footsteps. The comfortable environment wrapped him up. The severe pain in his back was left with only a lingering illusion in his heart, and the vitality of his whole body gradually returned to normal.

But Renly was still immersed in the dimness of his mind, drifting in a daze. The lingering pain made his mind still sluggish and he ignored the outside world.

Maybe it was a long time, or maybe it was just a moment. The emergence of two pieces of information made his tightly closed eyes suddenly open, and his mind recovered. His cold and cold ice-blue eyes stared at the velvet curtain above the bed, his expression full of disbelief.

[Successfully guided the Son of Chaos to the right path, you obtained a Chaos Mark]

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[You completed all events, you obtained the characteristic: Psychic Heart]

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"Completed?"

He murmured, his face was not full of joy, but full of daze.

"How could it be completed?"

"She has not changed her habit of stealing things, and she still likes to play with fire, and she hasn't learned many words..."

"How could it be completed?"

This question made him doubtful. After careful recollection, the last impression in his mind was the back of the other party bravely blocking in front of him. Renly reluctantly thought that it might be that his death stimulated her, and then she changed her mind and remembered his previous teachings completely.

But for some reason, he always felt uneasy in his heart.

There was a special burning sensation on the wrist of his left hand. He raised it to his eyes and looked at it. On the skin where it connected with the palm, the two black and white arcs that seemed to be composed of simple lines crossed in reverse looked like he felt dizzy.

Renly frowned unconsciously.

The thing in front of him should be the chaotic mark. It looks like a tattoo. He looked at it carefully, but he didn't see any explanation or any abnormality. Apart from the special dizziness, this thing seemed useless.

His confusion was mixed with strong regret, anger, and uneasiness, and he was also nostalgic for that world. So after observing it blankly for a while, he suddenly took out a dagger from under the soft pillow and held it tightly regardless of his hungry stomach.

Unfortunately, after squeezing it for a long time, the dagger and he didn't have any reaction, proving that the thing with most of the fragrance dissipated could not support him to enter that special world.

After a long while, Renly put the dagger back to its original place, then stepped on the soft light green Myr carpet, walked to the balcony of the exquisite room and sat on the table and chairs.

The sky outside was just getting bright at this time, and beyond the balcony, beyond the battlements of the castle, there was a coastline with some ships moored.

Looking out, a bright sun at the end of the ocean slowly emits dazzling light, covering the dark blue and gray sea level with brilliant light. The closed windows isolate all noises from the outside world, but the sensitive ears can still hear the faint sound of the tide and various trivial noises in the castle.

Looking at the outside world motionlessly, Renly did not consider other ideas for a while, just wanted to let his mind empty and immerse himself in the afterglow of another world. But after a while, there was a sudden knock on the door behind him.

"Lord Renly, His Majesty Robert invites you to breakfast."

The maid repeats this kind of words every morning, but it sounds quite strange now.

"I don't want to eat breakfast." Renly responded, his voice full of fatigue.

"Please tell my brother that I ate a few fruits in the morning and I'm full."

The maid's voice was worried after hearing this.

"My lord, are you sick again?"

What does it mean to be sick again?

Renly frowned upon hearing this, but he also perked up a little. After taking a deep breath, he raised his voice and said, "I just don't want to get up. I haven't woken up yet, but you said I was full. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Okay, sir, I understand."

The maid understood, and then left with a tapping sound.

However, before Renly could rest, another voice suddenly came soon after.

"Lord Renly, I brought the clothes you need to wear for tomorrow's wedding. Please open the door. I need you to try them on yourself."

The word wedding made Renly startled, and then he suddenly realized that only one night and half a day had passed, and tomorrow was the wedding day of his cheap brother.

This made him feel absurd and impatient inexplicably, but he was also disturbed by this kind of alternation and no longer had that kind of melancholy mentality.

After sighing, the black-haired boy slid down the chair, walked to the door and opened it.

What came into view was a well-dressed, tall and thin old man with a mustache, a black-haired maid, and two guards guarding the door.

The old man is the royal tailor, and the maid is responsible for dressing Renly. After entering the house, they were busy in front of the dressing mirror, and finally nodded with satisfaction.

The boy in the mirror has short, shiny black hair, a fair and delicate face, and stunning eye color that sets off his neat dark green velvet clothes with gold edges. He looks like a little prince who walked out of a story. , but the overall temperament seems melancholy and dull.

"This suit of clothing fits you very well, my lord, but the yellow color of the cuff lining does not match your appearance, so please take it off first. I need to readjust it." The old tailor's attitude seemed very strict. Renly nodded absently after hearing this. nodded.

His main thought was not on what he was wearing, but on the misty words that appeared in the mirror in front of him——

[Racial Level: LV2]

[Occupation: Bard (entry), Knight (entry)]

[Professional characteristics: Sensitivity to music, spirit in singing]

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[Possess knowledge: Heraldry LV7, Swimming LV7, Archery LV5]

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[Possess knowledge: Poison Making LV5, Dagger Mastery LV5, Fishing LV2]

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[Derivative characteristics: Psychic Crest, Valyrian Blood (Mutation), Curse of Ember, Warrior's Son, Psychic Heart]

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The results of several months of training are hidden behind the knight profession. As long as Renly looks at it intently, these foggy words will transform into another line.

Riding skill LV6, lance mastery LV4, sword skill LV4, shield mastery LV4, lance mastery LV2.

The bard profession is also the same, except that the professional level...

He then stared at the three newly added characteristics in the attribute column.

[The spirit that is being sung: Whenever you make an action that is consistent with the spirit of chivalry in front of others, your combat ability and physical fitness will be blessed by the power of belief]

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[Son of the Warrior: During the battle, you will receive the blessing of the Warrior (one of the seven aspects of God) and will not be affected by pain. At the same time, your prayers and appeals will be more likely to receive His feedback]

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[Psychic Heart: When there are living beings who have a strong desire to communicate with you, you can vaguely hear their voices]