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Chapter 919

The clock slowly moved forward, one second, one minute, one hour. From afternoon to evening, until the moonlight and starlight enveloped the "the·che", almost the entire city was sleeping. A gust of wind blew, and the soldiers who were dozing off due to fatigue woke up, and then fell asleep again under the influence of the supernatural powers of the mind. Zhao Mai, with the golden flame candle head and the fluffy flower of the silver moonlight moved to finally come back with the phantom. They were still carrying a third person.

Tyrion's heart was raised to his throat.

It was obviously a woman, wrapped in a gray burlap cloak, a black gauze covering her face, revealing only her eyes and slender fingers. The only decoration on her body was on her chest, which was the divine emblem representing the "stranger" in the faith of the Seven Gods, and she must be the "Silent Sister" who serves the God of Death.

Members of the Silent Sisters vowed to abstinence and remain silent forever. They mainly dealt with the bodies of the deceased for funerals. Sometimes they would appear on the battlefield, or arrange death or let some wounded live to see the arrangements of the stranger. The woman looked at the Red Fort not far away in panic, and immediately realized that she had come to King's Landing City, and couldn't help but tremble all over.

Tyrion was also trembling. His fingers that grabbed the car door and even slid away from the handle. After trying for the second time, he opened the car door. When the woman saw Tyrion, she hurriedly hid behind Xiaohua and squatted down quickly, as if she could feel safe behind the little girl.

"Tessa..." Tyrion's legs were different. At this time, he forgot to cover up this defect and staggered over. With the help of the light of Xiaohua's hair, he saw the other party's blue eyes. The originally pure blue color had been dyed gray, and the tears in it were mixed with fear and surprise, flowing silently.

"I know the whole story. You are not a prostitute. I was wrong... I hurt you... I'm sorry." Tyrion said this, exhausted his strength, and his legs fell to the ground.

"After leaving Lannister's barracks, she was seriously injured, seriously ill, and almost died. With the help of Sisters of Silence who followed the army, she barely survived, and then joined Sisters of Silence for three years." Zhao Mai said: "Stand up, Tyrion. She is still standing, you are not qualified to fall."

"Yes." Tyrion climbed up. He looked at Tessa and said, "My mistake is that I did not believe in my heart, I did not believe in you. I remember your love, I also remember my love for you, but it collapsed because of a lie. After that, I did not protect you. I hated myself and you, and caused you to suffer."

Tessa reached out to touch the holy emblem on her chest. The cold badge of the Stranger was the source of her strength over the years. It was not a relative or lover, nor herself. Tyrion looked at Zhao Mai and said, "I want to ask him why he should treat me like this."

"Go." Zhao Mai said: "Do you need me to help you?"

"No, I want to borrow some reserved food. I need its nose and teleportation ability. I also want a gunpowder gun."

"The gunpowder gun is not good. People here can't understand the threat represented by the gunpowder gun. It's better to have a crossbow bow, especially when you want others to speak." Zhao Mai raised his hand, and the stone bricks on the ground flew up, twisted and transformed into a crossbow, carrying five crossbow arrows. "Tyrion, I can hold on to it even when the sky collapses. True God, true dragon, and true demon cannot be presumptuous. Go and do what you want to do."

Tyrion's mouth trembled, and he took the crossbow with his spiritual power. He left two steps, turned around and asked, "Zhao Mai, have I killed him in your book?"

"Yes, you found him in the toilet of the Prime Minister's Tower, and the crossbow shot his stomach and killed him."

"What's my final outcome?" Tyrion asked in a trembling voice.

"I don't know." Zhao Mai shook his head: "I only know that your destiny is in your hands, and I will have the opportunity to witness it. There is actually only one way to reach the end, that is, to find a way to get there."

"I know you changed Shatili's fate so that she didn't have to become a dark sun mage according to the script, and finally gained freedom. Can I do that too?"

"Yes." Zhao Mai said affirmatively.

Tyrion carried a crossbow, put one hand on the back of the reserved grain, and pointed the other hand, and the two of them directly teleported over. Westeros's real magic has declined and cannot stop these people at all. Moreover, Tyrion once lived in the Prime Minister's Tower and is very familiar with the terrain there.

After Zhao Mai watched him creeping away at the corner of the castle, the soldiers who were standing guard there had already fallen into irresistible sleepiness. Tyrion's mental power was used very stably and skillfully, which shows that his heart had gradually calmed down, even if the undercurrent was surging, even if it was just the calm before the tsunami, if he had magic, he would not have any major problems.

Tessa saw Zhao Mai change from the stone bricks and knelt on the ground. Zhao Mai thought she would treat her as a god, but she just held the magic emblem of the stranger's divine sign with both hands, her lips moved slightly but kept silently praying.

"The stranger does not exist," Zhao Mai said: "This world only has the divine power of the world's will but no gods."

Tessa was unmoved at all and was still praying. As a truly powerful man, Zhao Mai was able to "intercept" Tessa's prayer. She did not pray for peace and security, but only asked for a quick, painless and peaceful death, and she could never suffer after death.

"Death is not liberation. There is nothing after death. If there is liberation, why wouldn't there be pain in the same way? Does death filter out certain emotions and events?" Zhao Mai said: "Why don't you find peace in your mind when you are alive and then face death safely?"

Tessa didn't pause at all and was still praying. Since Zhao Mai helped Bran to locate her in time and then brought her from the camp of Sisters of Silence, she was like this. Sisters of Silence vowed to never speak, and even did not communicate with Zhao Mai in their spiritual powers. Zhao Mai had no good idea, so she could only use the rogue method of "If you don't say anything, I'll act as your default."

About twenty minutes later, Tyrion and the reserved grain came back. The little demon had no crossbow on his hands and his face was very lonely. He looked at Zhao Mai, then his eyes were on Tessa for a long time, and finally said, "Tessa, are you willing to go with me? I will take good care of you, because you are my wife, and I still think of you."

Tessa finally glanced at Tyrion, then slowly shook her head. Tyrion habitually wanted to find some money for her, but she thought of the gold coin she paid back that year, and then slapped herself and returned to the car.

"I'll send you back." Zhao Mai took Tessa to move with the phantom, and then came back for a while. He returned to the driver's position and threw a stranger's divine emblem to Tyrion.

"This is given by Tessa," Zhao Mai said: "She found a home with the Jingsil sisters and didn't want to leave."

Tyrion put the divine emblem on his neck with a rope, and after a long time he said, "He is dead. I only used one arrow on the toilet. Is this fate?"
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