Tyrion led the way and deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Your Majesty, we are not the only ones active in the tunnel of King's Landing, there are other people. For example, Red Keep is below. The tunnel is connected to the dungeon and is often patrolled by soldiers. In addition to tunnels other than Red Keep, civilians may also enter by mistake, as well as Little Birds's children from Varys."
Gary followed Tyrion, "Oh? Is Varys relying on these secret tunnels to find out about King's Landing? Interesting. But speaking of Varys... he is still in King's Landing, right?"
Tyrion also doesn't know where Varys is now. "When he helped me escape from King's Landing, he did stay in King's Landing. But because of his If you help me escape from prison, Cersei will definitely be held accountable. So even if Varys is still in King's Landing, he still has to hide incognito. Your Majesty, do you want to find him?"
Gary shook his head, "No, Varys has a character like a cunning rabbit, and it is unlikely that he will fall into our hands. Moreover, we are now in his intelligence network, and he may have discovered his traces long ago. Rather than alerting the snake and forcing him to get close to Cersei, it is better to ignore it and deal with Cersei's problem first."
Tyrion agreed with a smile, "Your Majesty is right, let's deal with Wildfire's matter first."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but speed up his pace a little, his spine went cold, and he kept looking left and right, as if there were really countless pairs of eyes staring at them in the dark places of the tunnel.
King's Landing North, Rhaenys's Hill, Alchemists' Guild.
Tyrion relied on his memory to travel through the black maze underground in the Alchemists' Guild.
He had visited this place during the preparation of Battle of the Blackwater Rush, so he knew part of the road.
"Your Majesty, this is the underground of the Alchemists' Guild, where alchemists make and store Wildfire. Most of the Wildfire stored here were made during the Mad King period. After defeating Battle of the Blackwater Rush, I have only used less than one-third of the stock."
Mad King Aerys II wanted to blow up the entire King's Landing, so there were naturally many Wildfires made.
Tyrion glanced at Melisandre quietly and whispered, "Priest Melisandre, you can't use Fire Magic here. Once these Wildfire are ignited, we will all be dead!"
Melisandre rolled her eyes at Tyrion. Just because she didn't speak doesn't mean she is a fool.
A group of people walked into the depths of the maze. The layout here was very strange, with hundreds of rooms separated. In each room, someone was making Wildfire.
There is a wooden board at the top of the room, and the top of the wooden board is sand. Once someone makes a mistake and ignites Wildfire, and the board is burned, the sand above will bury everything in the room.
Tyrion led Gary and others through these rooms and went directly to the warehouse where the alchemist stored Wildfire.
On the way, Melisandre suggested softly. "If your Majesty wants to avoid future troubles, I think this place should be destroyed." She believed that Gary has a powerful Ice Magic and does not need any Wildfire at all.
This is a fact, Gary does look down on Wildfire, but...
"These alchemists are all talented people who are proficient in various experiments. Don't you want to take them under your wing?"
Melisandre was moved and said with a smile, "Fortunately, Your Majesty has foresight, but I was short-sighted."
Gary has always had the idea of building guns and cannons in his heart. Melisandre and these alchemists are the cornerstone of science, and of course they must be preserved.
"Click."
Perhaps their voices alerted an alchemist, and a wooden door in front of the corridor opened.
A human voice came from inside, "The Queen Mother is in a hurry, please move quickly. But you can't be careless. If something goes wrong, we will all be buried with you!"
"If we don't deliver the goods on time, we will be beheaded by the Queen Mother. If we speed up the production, it will be easy to make a difference. If Wildfire explodes, we will also be killed. President, you said that we will die anyway, what should we do?"
"Tsk, what else can we do? Hurry up. I heard that the North's army has penetrated deep into Crownlands and will attack soon. The Queen Mother is anxious for Wildfire to defend the city. We just have to do our duty."
Tyrion and Gary outside the door looked at each other. It seemed that Cersei had not told these alchemists the true purpose of Wildfire.
"I heard that the North, Dragon, Wildfire... can work?"
"Yes, isn't Dragon not afraid of Flame?"
The president at the door was silent for a moment and said, "That is something the Queen Mother should consider. Our task is to obey the orders of Royal House... who is it?"
A long black knife instantly cut through the wooden door and stabbed the president in the throat.
Seeing that there was nowhere to hide, Gary wanted to force his way through. He took out Falling Plum from his waist and took the lead in attacking without waiting for the alchemist in the room to react.
Tyrion trotted to the door and shouted, "Your Majesty, wait!"
Falling Plum's knife tip hovered in front of President Alchemist's neck. Gary turned his head and asked, "What? Do you know them?"
Tyrion nodded, smiled and said to the alchemist in the room, "President Hallyne, the wise man of Meliad, the wise man of Mensit, we haven't seen each other for several months, how are you doing?"
On the eve of Battle of the Blackwater Rush, President Hallyne led Tyrion to visit here, and they were considered old acquaintances.
President Hallyne looked at Tyrion stupidly, "Sir Tyrion, why are you... here?"
The wise man Melyard saw Gary's appearance and exclaimed, "White hair and strange eyes, north...King in the North!"
Gary just rushed into the room too fast, and the strong wind blew off his hood, exposing his appearance to the eyes of these alchemists.
He asked Tyrion, "Are they trustworthy?"
Tyrion explained, "Your Majesty, of course they are not worthy of trust. However, only those with the title of wise man are the official members of the Alchemists' Guild. They are all the backbone members of the guild. Controlling them is equivalent to controlling the entire Alchemists' Guild."
He pointed to the other people in the room who were making Wildfire, "These people are all apprentices and assistants. They have no titles or power, and are of no use to us."
Gary looked at the four apprentices in the room, "There are too many people and our whereabouts cannot be exposed for the time being. We can only..."
He swung his knife and rushed towards the apprentices inside the room. In just one breath, four heads fell to the ground at the same time.
"No!" President Hallyne wanted to stop it, but it was already a step too late.
The two wise men also looked ashen and said, "It's over."
The four fallen corpses knocked over the Wildfire can on the table and dropped the semi-finished reagent in their hands. The unstable Wildfire immediately exploded, and a scorching green light filled the entire room in the blink of an eye...
"Hmph!"
Gary just stamped his foot, and the waste barrel placed in the corner of the room vibrated, and the wastewater inside flowed back and flew out, forming a colorful Ice barrier to protect everyone inside.
The barrier just covered the door, preventing Wildfire from spreading out.
"Magic! It's Magic!" President Hallyne screamed. He ran to the Ice barrier crazily and touched the surface of the barrier with trembling hands.
The two wise men were also extremely excited, with tears in their eyes, "President! Magic is real, and everything recorded on the scroll must be true!"