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As Liu Yuan walked, he organized the items from the corpses within his space. He kept what was useful and discarded the space-occupying junk along with the bodies directly into the Honeywine River as he passed by. In this era, it was quite normal for a few corpses to appear in the river. Even the city guard wouldn't bother with it. Moreover, these corpses might very well end up in a medical research lab in the Citadel the next day, for the scholars to dissect.

Soon, he returned to the Citadel. At the gate, the two sphinx statues were illuminated by huge torches, constantly lighting up the solemn Citadel. Due to the Citadel's special nature, many buildings remained lit up late into the night.

Back in his room, Pylos was already asleep. Perhaps the boy was a bit self-conscious, as he rarely took the initiative to communicate with Liu Yuan, so their relationship was quite bland. Liu Yuan planned to complete several examinations soon to be promoted to assistant acolyte, at which point he would be qualified to apply for a single dormitory from the management. After all, for someone with so many secrets like him, sharing a room with someone else was very inconvenient.

Moreover, the Citadel's new round of admissions was about to begin, and many new students would arrive. Some formal acolytes would also be dispatched to local lords, at which point there would be more rooms to choose from. Where there are people, there is a world of its own, and the Citadel is no exception. The Citadel is also a miniature society, and administrative duties naturally take up a lot of research time. Of course, some poor acolytes from disadvantaged backgrounds would compete to take on management positions. They also needed money to conduct research and maintain a presentable appearance. For example, for trivial matters like room allocation, as long as you spent a little more money, he could pick out good rooms for you at will.

Lying in bed, Liu Yuan lightly stroked his forehead. In his mind, a light screen unfolded, and the long-absent character panel appeared.

Name: Liu Yuan (Galon Setigar)

Race: Human (Lesser Dragonblood Assimilating...)

Age: 7 (Unknown)

Strength: 19

Agility: 20

Constitution: 18

Spirit: 20

Integrated Perception: 20

Hidden Attributes: (Unknown)

The information on the panel was very simple and straightforward. His attributes were also increasing rapidly, and could be increased through killing and training. It could be said that he had no bottlenecks before entering the fourth rank, and only needed simple accumulation. As for the space he opened, it was not displayed on the panel.

As for that lesser dragonblood, it should be from the Valyrian bloodline, meaning that he might also be able to ride and command dragons like Daenerys in the future. With a thought, he closed the personal panel in his mind, and Liu Yuan pondered how he could get those dragon eggs back. However, given the current situation, it was estimated that there would be no opportunity for at least a year or two.

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Citadel's Hightower, this is the largest workshop of the academy. It has the most advanced Westeros smelting equipment. There is also an alchemy lab. The entire tower has hundreds of studios. Using this place not only requires qualifications, but more importantly, it burns money! Yes, alchemy and metallurgy are the most expensive subjects, and without sponsorship, academic studies in this area simply cannot be carried out.

Liu Yuan had previously passed the preliminary examinations in four subjects: astronomy and history, metallurgy, and economics. He had become the youngest assistant acolyte in the Citadel. As a former blacksmith's apprentice, coupled with sufficient financial support, such as paying for the right to use his studio for the next ten years, he had created many interesting things, such as the steam hammer in front of him, which took him almost half a year.

This was just a preliminary, primitive version, because it had been promoted in the Smiling Proud Wanderer world. Its structure was simple and easy to manufacture, which could save a lot of forging processes. In the melting furnace on the other side of the workbench was a special alloy he was trying to make.

A small amount of Valyrian steel was added to it, because he planned to reproduce the Valyrian steel manufacturing technology. But the effect was very unsatisfactory, and it was still impossible to replicate the lightweight alloy that combined strength and toughness.

He sighed helplessly and tidied up the experimental items again. Of course, the furnace had to be extinguished, as fires and explosions often occurred in the Hightower.

Leaving the Hightower, Liu Yuan saw many people rushing towards the Archmaester's chambers. Curious, he followed them. As he got closer to the Archmaester's chambers, he could already hear the noise there.

It turned out that people's destination was the notice board. At this time, nearly three hundred people had gathered here. You know, the entire Citadel, including acolytes, apprentices, guards, and servants, only had more than four hundred people. The people in the inner circle were discussing fiercely, and the people on the periphery didn't even know what was happening. He could vaguely hear words like king, war, and burning at the stake. It was because Liu Yuan's eyesight was good that he could see the announcement on the notice board from a distance.

It turned out to be a notice and wanted order issued by King's Landing. The general meaning was: Rickard Stark, Duke of Winterfell, conspired to assassinate King Aerys and Crown Prince Rhaegar, sentencing Brandon Stark, Elbert Arryn, Kyle Royce, Joffrey Mallister and others to treason, and had been executed in public. At the same time, a wanted order was issued to the whole country, arresting Robert Baratheon, former Duke of Storm's End, and Eddard Stark for treason, dead or alive.

What happened two months ago had been raging throughout Westeros. Everyone understood what would happen next. The king's operation was really shocking.

Someone spoke out everyone's thoughts: "Aerys II is really crazy! How dare he do this?"

In the following days, more and more detailed news was sent to Oldtown. It turned out that after Brandon and others were arrested in the Red Keep that day, Duke Rickard and several noble parents rushed to King's Landing. But what awaited them was not a fair trial, but an order from the king to execute them all.

No matter how Duke Rickard argued, Aerys II turned a deaf ear and insisted on executing them all. In the end, Duke Rickard had to request a trial by combat, and the king agreed with a mad laugh.

When Duke Rickard was fully armed, he was not greeted by the Kingsguard for the trial by combat. Instead, he was greeted by wildfire jars from the pyromancers. Aerys II laughed even more wildly and said: "Hahahaha, blood and fire are one, only fire is worthy of becoming a Targaryen's champion! If you want to prove your innocence, then you must face the burning flames."

The pitiful Duke Rickard was tied to a stake and burned with wildfire in the Great Hall. At that time, there were hundreds of people in the entire hall, including Jaime Lannister, who was only 15 years old, and a group of Kingsguard, as well as more than two hundred lords from the Kingswood. They were afraid of the king's madness and could only watch silently, and no one dared to object.

The pyromancers patiently roasted Rickard back and forth, and next to them his son Brandon was tied to a special gallows. His neck was fitted with a wet leather collar lock, and a long sword stood in front of Brandon, just a little bit out of his reach. Facing his father being burned by the fire, Brandon desperately tilted his body, trying to get the sword to save his father. But the more anxious he was to get the sword, the tighter the rope around his neck became. In the end, Brandon, eager to save his father, was strangled to death by the rope, and Duke Rickard was also refined into ashes.

The satisfied Aerys II, worthy of the name Mad King, ordered the rest of the people to be killed, including Elbert Arryn, the heir to the Vale. Even so, he still felt it was not enough, and directly ordered Jon Arryn of the Vale to immediately send the heads of his two adopted sons, Eddard Stark and Robert Baratheon, to King's Landing.