Game of Thrones: From King of Elden to Teen Wolf Lord

Chapter 176 First encounter under the gray fog

Above the gray mist, the majestic temple and the ancient and mottled bronze long table stood quietly.

At the top of the long table, a mysterious being shrouded in gray-white mist sat upright, watching a blurry figure appear in front of him.

Ugh?
Successfully pulled someone in again!

The great master above the gray mist actually does not want to continue to add new members, because he is not sure what existence he can attract, and whether there will be situations beyond his control.

But today this black star is very dazzling, like a gorgeous girl who is attracting customers. When you walk in and take a look, you find that it is the goddess you have been dreaming of before, and she is offering a [-]% discount!
Driven by spirituality, the great master pulled the black star by accident.

So, fate caused the two to meet here.

A figure appeared on the side of the bronze square table.

Robb looked around with some confusion. The environment here was very strange. Even he felt that there were obstacles everywhere, and there was an uncomfortable feeling of being restrained and restricted.

You can leave, but you can't explore as you like...

This place has a very high status. I don’t know why the goddess of the night wants me to come here.

Looking at the mysterious being at the top, Robb did not take the initiative to speak.

He doesn't like and isn't comfortable taking the initiative. Under normal circumstances, people at the bottom will take the initiative to help explain and translate. This is the prerogative of the superior.

The great fool pondered for a while: "Hello, welcome to your arrival."

Robb was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other person was saying.

The supernatural item that contained the aura of the goddess and could translate languages ​​was cut off from him, and now Robb became illiterate again.

When Klein saw that the other party didn't respond to him, he was a little panicked for a moment and began to make random guesses. Did the other party discover that he was an inflatable tiger?

Or is the other party not from the Loen Kingdom and cannot understand the language here?

As a qualified university graduate whose research direction is ancient history, Klein greeted Robb in some other languages.

But Robb still didn't understand, so Little Bear spread his hands and said, "I don't understand what you are talking about."

When Klein heard Robb's words, he broke into a cold sweat instantly.

Why does this language sound so familiar? !

What's going on, is this English? !
Klein's original soul began to awaken, and he began to crazily recall the nine years of compulsory education and three years of higher education, recalling some of his memories of English.

However, Klein can only understand a part of English, let alone communicate in English.

He can't do it!
More importantly, is this person also a time traveler?
Or a foreigner?

Klein began to doubt life: When did time travelers begin to appear in Europe and the United States?
Klein wanted to communicate in broken English, but after thinking about it, this would be too out of character for a fool. If a god can't even understand the language, is he still a god?

So, Klein asked a soul question: "Can you speak?"

Robb was also confused: "Isn't it Denis?"

How come this person with mist all over his body can also speak Chinese and English?

Are there so many travelers in this world?
Robb instantly felt Alexander. He didn't expect the competition in this world to be so fierce. Everyone is a time traveler, so let's see who has the bigger risk?

If someone has a sign-in system or something, how can I play it? !
Klein also suppressed the excitement in his heart, and chose the latter between revealing his identity and meeting the fellow villagers with tears in his eyes, or maintaining the fool's character and continuing to observe the fellow villagers.

He is a very cautious person.

Klein smiled leisurely and spoke in Chinese: "It seems that you are from the same race as Russell. Since you can't understand our language, I will communicate with you in Chinese."

Robb looked at the other party suspiciously: "Roselle? Who is it?"

Klein was speechless for a while, you don't even know Russell, you're new here!

In that case, I am your senior, so it is reasonable for me to hide some things from you.

So Klein tapped his finger, and a piece of Russell's diary floated in front of Robb. It contained dark history written in Chinese.

Robb glanced briefly: Okay, there is another time traveler, and a very angry time traveler.

"I understand, so this place should be a mysterious organization. Are you the leader of that mysterious organization?"

Robb realized that from the time he fell asleep to being pulled into this mysterious place, it should be the arrangement of the goddess of the night. The other party wanted him to take care of the leader of a mysterious organization, which was the strange existence in front of him wearing gray mist.

Of course, Klein would not miss the opportunity to recruit fellow members to join the club. He is currently only a Sequence Nine fortune teller, and there are three places available for recruiting people, which is exactly full.

If you can't attract fellow villagers to join the association, then a quota is wasted.

"This is the Tarot Society. It is named after a divination card invented by Emperor Russell. It is a gathering of people with a destiny."

Robb asked, "So, is this a gathering of supernatural beings?"

"Yes, at a fixed time every week, I will invite you to join the meeting. You can exchange information together and learn from each other."

Klein felt inexplicably happy after saying the idiom. Is this the joy of meeting again after a long absence?
No wonder people outside are often tricked by fellow villagers. This natural feeling of closeness is too easy to be exploited.

Robb nodded: "That's right. I want to become a transcendent, so this party is quite helpful. I'll join!"

Klein smiled leisurely: "You are welcome to join. Here, everyone chooses a tarot card as their code name, and you can choose one now. Justice and the Hanged Man have already been chosen."

Robb glanced at a circle of tarot cards. He didn't know much about this kind of nonsense. They all looked gaudy and should be the type that only little girls would be interested in.

Soon, Robb determined his goal: "The Emperor's Card."

Klein felt that this fellow's aura was indeed very strong and had a unique feeling. Choosing the Emperor Card was in line with his temperament.

"Very well, then, you are welcome to join."

In order to maintain his strong character, Klein began to cherish words like gold. He said, "Monday at three o'clock in the afternoon, eliminate interference." After that, he sent Robb out of the gray fog.

It's really a rare thing to hold back in front of fellow villagers.

Klein really wanted to trust Robb and talk to him about old stories, even a little bit of vulgar gossip could be comforting.

But his heart was still strong and he restrained this impulse.

Before he understood the character and character of his fellow villager, Klein decided to continue to maintain his mysterious identity and not let anyone see it.

"Huh, then you have to be more careful when holding Tarot meetings from now on. Just one Hanged Man is difficult enough to deal with, and now there's another one."——

Backlund, the church of the goddess of the night.

Robb got up from the table comfortably, feeling like he was sleeping really well.

The Sword of the Goddess, Crestel, looked at this companion who had no respect for the gods with a complicated expression.

Even if I sleep during working hours, I still drool!

"It's time to get off work. I have nothing to do today. You can go back and rest."

Robb nodded. He actually didn't care whether he was on or off work. As an emperor, he still cared about the time of commuting?
He can get off work whenever he wants.

Arriving outside the church, Robb saw the outside world for the first time.

This was an era of Victorian architecture, steam and textured precision gears everywhere.

"Traveling from the Middle Ages to modern times can be considered a big progress."

In the afternoon, Robb received news about another time traveler, Emperor Russell, from the Tarot Society. Of course, he was most interested in this senior at this time.

So Robb first changed into clothes suitable for this era, including a brown windbreaker, a black shirt, and crisp suit trousers. Together, he spent nine pounds and fifteen pence at the tailor's shop.

People rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles.

Robb Stark was originally a handsome young man with dark green eyes, but now he had a new look, causing many ladies and ladies to look back frequently.

This is nothing in the open Intis, but it is rare in the conservative Loen.

After wandering around the streets, Robb found a bookstore that looked to be a bit old. The store's signboard had many slogans of Emperor Russell written on it. It looked like it was a store owned by a die-hard fan of Emperor Russell.

As for why Robb could recognize that those slogans were spoken by Emperor Russell, it was very simple and you could tell at a glance.

Things like 'Failure is the mother of success', 'Humility makes people progress, pride makes people fall behind', 'Success is 90.00% nine percent sweat plus one percent inspiration' and so on.

There is no doubt about this at all, it is definitely the handiwork of Emperor Russell!
The only thing missing is the couplet of 'change from odd to even unchanged' to fill in the blanks.

Sao!
This fellow is so sexy!
His face is not generally thick either.

Robb didn't hesitate and opened the door directly and walked into the bookstore.

In the bookstore, a tall girl with blond hair and blue eyes was communicating with the bookstore owner: "So, how much will you pay before you are willing to sell it?"

The bookstore owner is an old man. Time has eroded his skin and taken away his poor hair.

At this time, he had a troubled look on his face, looking at the poor girl in front of him as if he was looking at some kind of devil.

"This...this...distinguished lady, you must know that this is a very collectible thing. I don't..."

Audrey nodded clearly: "I'll add money! How about adding another five pounds?"

The bookstore owner was sweating profusely: "This is really not about money..."

Audrey was also a little hesitant. It wasn't that she couldn't afford more money, but it was too cost-effective. She was rich, but her daily expenses were also very large. Spending money could be like running water, but it couldn't be like a waterfall. ah!
So she came up with a compromise: "Well, would you like to take it out and let me see it? I will write down the contents. I won't need the original copy. I can also give you a sum of money."

The bookstore owner was so relieved that he almost couldn't bear it anymore.

When Robb saw the bookstore owner taking out a piece of paper with Chinese characters written on it, he felt moved. He walked up and asked politely, "Hello, is this something that belongs to Emperor Russell?"

Robb looked at the two people who were still trading, smiled and asked, "Can you show me?"

Although the tone was a question, the feeling of indubitability was so strong.

Audrey had actually seen Robb for a long time. People with excellent temperament and good looks can often attract most of the attention immediately.

Not to mention that the 'audience' is far more perceptive than the average person.

Audrey also saw a badge with the Church of Night logo on Robb, which was of good quality. She judged that Robb should be a middle-level cadre of the Church of Night, or maintain a very good relationship with the Church of Night.

When Robb spoke, Audrey and the bookstore owner subconsciously said 'OK' and handed Robb the original diary of Emperor Russell.

By the time they reacted, Robb had already glanced through it quickly.

The bookstore owner was fine, but Audrey felt a little strange.

She was already an extraordinary person at this time and had done some research on extraordinary power. It stands to reason that the occurrence of this abnormal situation should be the result of the guidance of extraordinary power.

But she was certain that Robb relied solely on the power of words and his long-standing aura as a superior to make her take the initiative to hand over Emperor Russell's notes.

She is just a bookstore owner, she is a pampered young lady!

Even his own father would find it difficult to do this.

Audrey looked at Robb's handsome young face and couldn't figure out which family the Robb in front of her was from.

Could it be a prince who doesn't go out much?
While Audrey was making random guesses, Robb had already read the diary of this senior time traveler.

It contains a messy list of reforms he made when he was the imperial governor, including measures such as building sewers and inventing condoms. He also mentioned that without oil in the world, the age of the internal combustion engine might not come.

Related to the supernatural power, he is considering joining a mysterious organization that cannot be named.

For Robb, these contents were of no use, so he dropped a gold pound: "This is the reward for this diary."

journal? !
Audrey was very sensitive to this word. She had heard this word from the Fool's mouth before.

But how could the young man in front of him know? !

She was shocked that Mr. Fool was able to read the text left by Emperor Russell, but she was not surprised.

Because Mr. Fool may be an ancient god who has been sleeping for a long time.

But the young man in front of him is obviously not a god. The era of gods walking in the world is over!
But he can actually read and understand Emperor Roselle's diary?
"Audrey, Audrey, you have to keep working hard. There are still many unknown mysterious gatherings and powers in this world!" The beautiful girl remembered Robb's face, and at the same time, she secretly warned herself in her heart.

Robb was not interested in Audrey for the time being, so he selected a few books recording the life of Emperor Roselle, and wandered towards the Queens District.

Audrey, who had just recorded the contents of her diary, was stunned.

How could this young man go in the same direction as himself?

(End of this chapter)