The journey of the film and television world is endless [continued]

At the Blackwater Port in King's Landing, a three-masted merchant ship with graceful lines was slowly entering the dock. Its unique shape attracted many people's attention. This merchant ship was called the 'Wind Witch' and it came from Braavos and often traveled between the two sides of the Narrow Sea.

Captain Cos walked steadily towards the young man standing at the bow. With a slightly flattering smile on his face, he said softly, "Master Ali, we have arrived at King's Landing. I wonder if you are satisfied with this voyage?"

The man called Master Ali lifted his hood slightly, revealing a handsome face. He looked across the busy port, gazing at the red buildings in the distance, his eyes flickering with complex light. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining an elusive smile, and then he casually threw a purse to Captain Cos and said lightly: "Not bad, your ship is fast enough, this is the reward you deserve!"

It turns out that this person is not the real Master Ali, but Arya in disguise. After going through untold hardships, she finally returned to this familiar yet strange city. Looking at the magnificent Red Castle in front of her, the memories buried deep in her heart surged into her mind like a tide, especially what happened two years ago.

Captain Kos received the purse with great joy, and weighed it in his hand, feeling that it was quite heavy. His face was filled with gratitude, and he quickly bowed and said, "Thank you very much for your generosity! It is my great honor to serve such a distinguished guest as you. The Wind Witch is always at your disposal, and I look forward to the opportunity to serve you again in the future." After that, Captain Kos bowed to Arya and turned to greet the port officials who were walking towards them.

Although the Chancellor of the Exchequer has changed several times, the rules and regulations formulated by Earl Adrian have been well continued, including the tax police and the legal currency system. Due to the previous Battle of the Blackwater River and the long-term war, the buildings in the port area were severely damaged. King's Landing has become very depressed, and the port is no longer as prosperous as it was before, but various trade activities are still in full swing. The docks are crowded with people, merchants shouting at the workers to load and unload goods, and sailors shouting loudly to direct the ships to dock.

Arya silently watched the scene in front of her, with endless emotion in her heart. Recalling the time she had spent here, the past full of dangers and challenges was vivid in her mind. Although King's Landing now appears depressed, it still exudes a tenacious vitality.

Arya packed her bag and walked towards the city with a firm step. After some repairs, the Mud Gate became taller and more spectacular. A team of gold-cloaked guards stood neatly on both sides of the road, guarding the city gate. The two soldiers in gray uniforms were collecting the entrance fee. She recognized them as tax police.

The streets of the city were crowded with people, and people were busy with their own things. Arya remained alert, paying attention to every move around her, and moved forward quietly. She knew very well that there were all kinds of forces and crises lurking in this city. She quickly disappeared into a dark alley, and when she reappeared, she had changed into a common local outfit, looking like a boy who grew up in a flea pit.

Silk Street is one of the most famous places in King's Landing. It is home to a variety of brothels. Among them, the high-end brothel run by Little Finger is located here. It is also the place where all kinds of news gather and spread the fastest.

People coming and going on this street are either looking for fun or poor children from the slums. These guests who are looking for fun often generously give some change to the children when they are in a good mood; and the brothels will also give them leftovers to fill their stomachs.

Arya had visited this place many times with other children during the months she had been wandering around King's Landing. Therefore, she knew everything here very well. She walked into a narrow alley with ease, then knocked lightly in front of a dilapidated door and uttered a series of secret words in a specific rhythm.

Not long after, a woman in revealing clothes and heavy makeup slowly opened the door. After carefully examining Arya from head to toe, she said with a sweet smile, "Oh, you are so young and you know how to have fun in a place like this? Come in quickly, I will definitely love you well~!"

Facing the woman's teasing, Arya's face remained calm and she replied calmly: "I want to hear the sound of the 'bird'..."

Seeing this, the woman snorted softly, twisted her waist and moved sideways to make way for the door, and pointed to the stairs in the corner with her finger, saying lazily: "Go up to the third floor, the room at the back is it."

Arya followed the woman's instructions and stepped into the room. Inside, a petite girl sat behind a desk. When Arya entered, she raised her head and said in a low and mellow voice: "Guest, what do you want to know? I believe you already know the rules here?" The voice revealed that she was not a little girl, but a dwarf.

Arya nodded, took out a purse and pushed it over. "I want to know..."

Nightshade Lane, winding like a maze, extends to the foot of Aegon's High Hill. When Arya reappeared, she had transformed into a slightly hunched middle-aged man. She stepped into a tavern that also operated as an inn and booked a room. The reason for choosing this place is that the back window of the room just faces the north gate of the Red Castle, and can see everyone entering and leaving the Red Castle at a glance.

Arya was sitting quietly in the hall enjoying dinner when suddenly she heard a noisy quarrel coming from nearby. She looked in the direction of the sound and saw two Lannister soldiers arguing over something. Their faces were tense, as if they disagreed on something and were arguing endlessly.

Arya listened attentively, trying to understand the reason for their quarrel. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a hand quietly fell on her shoulder.

Arya tried her best to resist the urge to stab the other's eyes with the knife in her hand, and forced a friendly smile on her face. "My lord, how can I help you?"

It turned out that the person who came was a Lannister soldier. He said with a big smile on his face: "There are no seats over there. Can I come over and squeeze in with you?"

Arya: "Please take a seat, my lord!"

The Lannister soldier waved his hands: "I'm just a soldier, not an adult. I'm exhausted after patrolling all day, so I came here to have a drink and relax. My name is Fabrice Lanches." This man was one of the guards who accompanied Preston of the Kingsguard to Thorn Castle to deliver the message, and he was also the lucky one who survived.