Lynn took a carriage back to the lord's mansion in the fishing village port, slaughtered a scene, and set fire to a whole small building. The follow-up impact will be helped by the night watchman in the territory. Tomorrow morning, the burning place will become a ruin. The brothel would be razed to the ground by the craftsmen responsible for planning and building the castle on the grounds of fire and water.

Knowing prostitutes and guests who happened to be there last night, Thin Monkey has a way to shut them up.

The only worry now is that the mysterious wizard with excellent sorcery has not been found among the followers of the Drowned God, and even the male or female has not been interrogated.

"These religious sons, hateful."

Lynn cursed inwardly, expressing his strong dissatisfaction with the insistence of those Drowned God believers.

Gradually, he straightened his sitting position and moved his gaze to the graceful font written on the parchment with a feather pen on the table in front of him.

Some Drowned God witchcraft is recorded on the parchment, the last relic of the witch before her death.

Through the above description, Lynn is convinced that the so-called power of faith is only through the situation of drowning, activating some hidden ability in the body, so that the human body can generate the magic power required for witchcraft.

Slowly putting down the parchment, it is almost impossible to get more useful information from it. It seems that if you want to get the answer to your question, you will have to send someone to the altar of the mangrove to see if you can find anything.

Thinking about it, a bold idea suddenly popped into Lynn's mind.

Since the Drowned God Witch is improving witchcraft by repairing the power of faith, then the resurrected Dany, who is constantly entering a state of unconscious prayer, is almost like this.

"Go and call Butler Dany to come." Lynn's fingers tapped on the desk suddenly stopped, and then he spoke softly into the empty study.

The thin monkey silently responded in the dark.

It didn't take long for Dany to knock on the wooden door outside.

"Danny, look at this parchment, try to understand what's on it, and try to use it if you can."

Danny walked towards Lynn suspiciously and took a piece of parchment in front of him. Soon, Lynn saw a strong sense of surprise in her eyes...

"Via Hussey," Dany said softly.

This was the last signature of the parchment, and it was the name left by the witch who burned in the fire in the wooden building last night. Lynn discovered it very early, and he thought it was the name left by the witch.

"What's wrong with the name?"

Dany didn't speak, she stared at the last signature of the parchment for a long time, until Lynn was a little puzzled, then slowly raised her head and blinked twice.

Dany stared at Lynn with blue eyes, and said slowly, "Sir, this doesn't seem to be a person's name."

"Not a person's name? What is that?" Lynn was surprised.

Dany shook her orange shoulders lightly, her eyes dazed for a while, she frowned, as if she didn't know how to speak, she hesitated for a while before saying, "Have you heard of Valyrian Freedom Fortress?"

Lin En was startled, and a light flashed in his eyes.

The Valyrian Freehold, once a huge empire on the continent of Essos, fell to ruin about a hundred years before Aegon landed due to a catastrophic event, the Doomsday. At its most prosperous, the Empire occupied much of the Eastern Continent, including what is now the Free Cities and Dragonstone off the coast of Westeros. The Valyrian Freehold is the most advanced civilization known, both militarily and culturally dominant. Its capital is Valyria.

He asked Dany in a deep voice, "You mean these four words are related to Valyria?"

Dany nodded, "I saw these four characters in the library in Riverrun City when I was a child. Although the pronunciation is four characters, they actually only represent the meaning of one character."

"Varyrian?"

Dany's pointy chin tapped.

Lynn asked, "Which one word do these four words stand for in Valyrian?"

Dany said worriedly, "God."

god?

Lynn thought thoughtfully. The handwriting on this parchment was very new. It should have come from the witch's hand. Why did the witch leave the **** Valeri in the parchment for witchcraft writing? What about Asian?

Via Hersey wrote on the lower right corner of the parchment, which is usually where the signature in the running script is placed. Manuscripts and letterheads leave their names on the parchment free space in the lower right corner, and some are even stamped with family stamps.

Lynn pondered for a long time, but still did not understand.

There is no way that witch thought she was a **** and left a witchcraft record in the name of a god.

If he didn't understand, Lynn didn't plan to think about it. He turned his head and planned to let Dany study the witchcraft on the parchment, but found that Dany was still holding the parchment tightly, and her eyes fell into a dull state.

Lynn woke the housekeeper who was in deep thought, "What are you thinking?"

"My lord, I'm afraid the person who left this parchment is very unusual."

Lynn nodded thoughtfully in agreement, the mysterious profession of witch is indeed quite unusual, but Dany's next sentence completely shocked him.

"Maybe this parchment is really a manuscript of God, not necessarily."

Lynn thought for a while following Dany's voice. He was shocked, then shook his head with a wry smile. God's manuscript? That **** witch would be a god?

How is this possible? It's just nonsense. The old gods don't dare to use such a wide-eyed thinking to fool the stupid people.

"Okay, let's not think about the meaning of this signature for the time being. Let's see if the records here can be comprehended and used." Lynn waved his hand to interrupt the outrageous conversation and brought the topic back to business.

"Sir, you don't have to show me this thing at all." Dany smiled with restrained emotions, "It doesn't make sense at all."

"Why?" Lynn asked.

Dany shook the parchment in her hand and said slowly, "I can't control the witchcraft on this parchment at all. The Lord of Light is the God of Light and Fire, the exact opposite of the Water of the Drowned God."

Lynn laughed dumbly. He really forgot about this, but he quickly looked at Dany in confusion and said, "Have you started to study the gods?"

Dany raised her brows and looked at Lynn resentfully, "My lord, after all, I was resurrected in the name of the Lord of Light, although I only wish to swear allegiance to you, but I also look forward to knowing what happened to me. What is the reason for the change, and where will it go in the end.”

"What has happened to your body recently?"

Dany sighed and said~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Not long ago, a woman who claimed to be a red priestess named Melisandre found me. She said that she was summoned by the Lord of Light and told me, Some secrets inside my body. "

There was a bang in Lynn's head. He felt that countless things exploded in his mind, and some vague images appeared in his mind. She was often dressed in red, and a heat could be emitted from her body. She has copper red hair. She often packs various powders into the pockets of her robes, which she uses to give the flames different powers, such as truth, greed, fear, and even murder.

"You mean that Melisandre came to the fishing village port and took the initiative to find you?"

Dany nodded.

Lin En stood up suddenly, remembering the figure in the fire in the brothel, and suddenly many things came to his senses.

He cursed loudly: "The old witch must still be in the castle."

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