By the time Viserys arrived, there were already many people gathered in a wasteland outside Andalos.
"His Majesty."
Viserys rode here on horseback, then turned over and dismounted, and a black-haired knight wearing silver armor came over.
"This was first discovered by a local farmer."
Viserys turned his head and saw an old man with his trousers rolled up and bare feet among the crowd.
At this moment, he was nervously being questioned by the soldiers. It seemed that he was the first to discover that Jillian's grave had been dug up.
"Two silver deer will be rewarded."
Viserys just glanced at it, nodded and then withdrew his gaze. Naturally, there were followers to handle this matter for him.
Then Viserys looked at the black-haired knight again.
"Go on, have you checked it out?"
"what is going on."
When a farmer passed by here this morning, he found that a new grave before this place had been dug up.
Regardless of the religious teachings, one should find peace after death. This act of digging a person's grave is undoubtedly a serious crime, so the enthusiastic old man reported it to the guard at the guard post not too far away.
The guard on duty sent someone to check and found that it was the grave of 'Scholar Gunther' who was executed by His Majesty not long ago.
His grave was dug up and his body disappeared.
Then the guards rushed to report the news to the castle. This matter was not a big deal, but if it was a small matter... the guards didn't know whether it was important or not.
So the notice was sent to Viserys.
"That's probably what happened, but what's puzzling is that there don't seem to be any footprints left around."
The black-haired knight said while hesitating in his tone, but still did not express the bold guess in his heart.
He is also a hedge knight from Westeros. He was once employed by a noble in the valley, served as a castle instructor and a steward for a period of time, and has certain management capabilities.
Later, he heard from the castle owner that Targaryen had re-emerged in the Eastern Continent and had dragons.
After some careful consideration, he took the initiative to terminate his employment contract with the valley nobles. Like many frustrated wandering knights in Westeros, he boarded a merchant ship bound for the Essos continent with dreams in mind, and finally
Came to Andalos to swear allegiance to their king.
"Is that so?"
Viserys frowned slightly after hearing this, not knowing what to say. This kind of thing does make people a little uncomfortable.
"Why would anyone want to dig his grave?"
Jillian Lannister was examined at that time and indeed had lost his heartbeat and breathing.
The corpse was put into a coffin and left in the courtyard overnight. It even smelled of decay the next day. Then it was carried out of the castle and found a random piece of land outside the city for burial.
Moreover, there was nothing left on Jillian's body, and there were no expensive burial objects.
Who would be interested in a corpse with nothing on it?
Then, Viserys slightly raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose and came to the crowd.
"His Majesty."
"king."
The soldiers and people who were standing here and watching saw him and moved out of the way. Many of them knew Viserys, mainly because of his iconic silver hair and the fact that he was surrounded by guards. They could be recognized at a glance.
Viserys also nodded slightly, then came to the dug grave and squatted down.
However, Viserys just glanced at it and frowned.
"too messy."
Now the entire front of Jillian's tomb is a mess, the soil has been dug up on both sides, and the coffin where the body was once placed has also been roughly opened with a huge wound, as if a wild beast tore the coffin boards apart.
.
"But...if someone comes here for the corpse..."
"The gravedigger was so rough, weren't he afraid of hurting Jillian's body?"
Viserys didn't know what to think.
There was another thought in his mind just now, that is, Jillian was not the only spy planted by Lannister here.
He should have some helpers, and after the news of Jillian's death came out, these people secretly dug up Jillian's grave in order to bring his body back to Tywin, trying to steal his body.
However, now seeing the scene of the car accident in front of him, Viserys couldn't help but doubt this idea.
If the real purpose of these people is really just for the corpse, then they shouldn't be so rough.
Otherwise, Jillian's body would have been hammered to pieces and taken back. Wouldn't someone as protective as Tywin light them up with sky lanterns?
It was also impossible for Viserys to check the footprints and directions of these people.
All the traces around him have been trampled by the crowd of onlookers.
Seeing Viserys's slightly frowning brow, his eyes swept over the messy footprints on the ground. Only then did the black-haired knight realize that he had made a serious mistake in his work, and he should clear the place.
"This...I'm sorry, Your Majesty..."
The knight with black hair and silver-plated armor looked embarrassed and wanted to explain something, but Viserys just waved his hand.
"That's all, it's not your fault."
After all, the knight was not the first one to arrive here. Perhaps by the time he arrived, the place was already a mess.
And even if there are footprints, it is impossible to trace them very far at the current level, and we can only know a general direction.
"It's not a big deal, isn't it just that Jillian's grave was dug up?"
"This matter ends here."
Viserys just looked at the dug tomb for a few times, and then lost all interest.
After all, the evidence and traces have been destroyed, even if he is a detective, he can't find anything.
Then Viserys left the crowd and came to the side of his horse, taking the reins from the attendants.
The snow-white horse lightly rubbed his hair, and Viserys also patted his partner's neck, then turned to the black-haired knight and warned him again.
"If there is any other news about this matter, I would like to report it. If not, let's leave it at that."
"clear."
The black-haired knight nodded quickly and reached out to help Viserys mount his horse.
"No need."
However, Viserys refused.
Neat riding boots stepped on the ground, and then the young king stepped on the stirrups, turned over and sat on the horse, took another look at the big hole dug out, and then turned the horse's head.
"Walk."
Several attendants who followed from the castle also mounted their horses, and then returned towards the castle.