After some cleaning and a good sleep, Werther came to the Iron Bank the next day. The first batch of gold coins would be shipped out today, but Werther was still ready to come and take a look. He had never seen so many gold coins in his life.
Stacked together.
Iron bank staff in black robes took Witte to Purple Harbor, where a large number of hired soldiers patrolled.
"Lord Witte, have you heard about the Five-Faced Assassin last night?"
Werther made a surprised expression: "No, what big thing happened?"
"Yesterday at Yuechi, an assassin from the House of Black and White failed in his assassination attempt and was killed by the target on the spot."
"What's so strange about this? Assassins can't guarantee 100% success in assassination!"
"We all wore masks that night. No one knows who subdued the assassins. However, the House of Black and White represents the highest level of assassins in Braavos. His failure will greatly reduce the reputation of the assassins in Braavos. In the future, the assassins will
If the business is not easy to do, many people will turn to pirates."
Werther had some recollection: "There are so many brave and ruthless people, it would be a pity not to become pirates!"
The man in black robe smiled at Witte: "Sir Witte, if they become pirates, it will increase the risk of transporting the Iron Treasury. We have to hire more soldiers, or hire assassins directly."
Witte put his hand on the hilt of the Dark Sister's sword: "The contract states that before arriving at Storm's End, the Iron Bank will be responsible for the gold coins. Today, I don't know whether the Iron Bank didn't say it or you decided privately. If you dare again
Ask me for an iron coin and I will chop off your head immediately."
After saying this, Werther ignored him and prepared to walk around the city.
"It seems that what happened in the House of Black and White yesterday has not spread yet. Judging from the words of the monks and servants, they should not spread it everywhere. In the next few days, you can look for Targaryen in the city.
There are two people at home."
The information that Varys the Eight-clawed Spider gave to Veidt in Myr City was that the two of them were in Braavos. However, it took nearly a month to sail against the wind from Myr City to Braavos, so it cannot be ruled out that the people have already left.
But Werther still doesn't want to give up. According to the situation of Daenerys Targaryen in the Game of Thrones TV series, she should have a magic reaction. Werther's current magic detection distance is about 200 meters. Due to the interference of the noisy environment, the distance will be slightly reduced.
A little.
Veidt is now holding the hands of Nymeria and Tralee and wandering through every street in Braavos.
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When passing by a pub, a dozen drunks happened to come out.
The drunkards walked together in twos and threes, swaying left and right. When they passed by Wirt and the others, one of them reached out to touch Triene, but Nymeria grabbed her and kicked her to the ground.
When the drunkards saw their companions being beaten, they rushed over to attack Werther and the three of them without asking about the situation.
There was a fight on the street, and a group of people immediately gathered to cheer.
Werther was very unhappy. He was assassinated yesterday, and his wife was molested today. He hit a few drunkards more severely. The one who was beaten by Nymeria could only lie on the ground. One of the limbs injured by Werther had to be broken off.<
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The drunkards were beaten, and the stimulation gradually made them sober up. When someone called, the drunkards drew out their swords from their waists and prepared to attack.
"It's not a rapier, it seems they are all foreigners."
The two sides are just fighting with their fists, hands and feet. Once both sides draw their swords, it means a duel in Braavos. Someone on one side has to die here. Witte has a deep understanding of the folk customs here and does not want to waste time with them. He immediately
Drawn out the Dark Sisters:
"Nymeria, protect Tyene." After saying that, she immediately rushed into the crowd of drunkards.
Seeing the two sides drawing swords for a duel, the onlookers shouted excitedly and whistled, attracting more people to watch. Some people saw severed limbs flying out from the middle of the crowd before some people came closer.
and heads.
The real culprit behind the assassination yesterday has not yet been found, and now Werther is taking it out on these people. None of these drunkards were wearing armor, so Werther cut each of them into several pieces and placed them on the ground without any effort.
When the government official came, Witte threw him a gold coin and pulled Nymeria and Tyene to continue looking for people.
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In the Palace of Truth, Neptune and others gathered together again.
Illyrio, Governor of Pentos: "Today there are rumors that the assassination attempt in the House of Black and White failed. We all know that it was Witte."
Prince Oberon sat on a chair, holding his head with his hands behind his back, and said with a relaxed expression: "That proves that Werther's personal strength can no longer be solved by assassination."
Ronald Clinton: "I have heard in the continent of Vituslo that the assassins in the House of Black and White know some magic, but all these assassinations failed?"
Oberon turned to look at him: "You have been away there for more than ten years. Do you really think that Werther was named the chief mage of the kingdom and it was just a title given to him by his brother Robert?"
"Varys didn't mention this in the information he gave us." The commander of the Golden Company, Sir "Blackheart" Myth Toyne, took out a folded piece of paper, took it out and threw it on the table.
Neptune Ferrego picked up the note, read it for a while, and read out a few important contents: "In Werther's personal information, Varys said that he was highly skilled in martial arts, but his magic rumors were unknown, and he didn't like horse dung. What does this mean? This is it.
A piece of waste paper! Everyone here can put this information on it!"
Oberon grinned: "I still like raising horses."
Ronald Clinton: "Now only the regular army can kill Werther."
The commander of the Golden Company, Mistoin: "Your Majesty the Sea King, as long as you allow my brothers of the Golden Company to use force in the city, I promise to send the head of Vit Baratheon here."
Sea King Ferrego didn't reply, he was still thinking about it in silence.
Oberon: "The fifty triple crossbows I bought from Myr can be lent to you, Ser Mith Toyn."
"Hahaha, then Werther is dead."
Neptune Ferrego: "The Golden Company can use force in the city, but you have to find a reason."
Mis Toyin, a big boss, couldn't think of any reason, so he just wanted to kill him directly.
At this time, Ransono Mar, the intelligence officer of the Golden Company, walked into the conference room. After saluting everyone, he reported to Mis Toinhui:
"Lord Commander, what just happened was that Witkin and the others were drinking in the city and had a conflict with Werther. All fifteen people in the group were killed by Werther on the spot."
Mistoin looked at Neptune: "Your Majesty Neptune, you heard it. Now fifteen brothers of the Golden Company have died. We must avenge Werther. Since Werther is a very powerful magician, we need more people from the Golden Company."
Very suitable, right?"
Neptune Ferrego: "I will not interfere with your personal grudges."
Mistoin stood up, patted intelligence officer Ransono Mar on the shoulder, and whispered: "Well done!"
After saying that, he took a big step and headed to the Golden Company's garrison.
Lansono Mar followed Mis Toin, but when he went out, Lansono Mar turned around, smiled at Oberon, and leaned forward to salute.