Viserys woke up a little late in the morning because he stayed up late last night until midnight.
However, he still got out of bed when the sun was just rising, and then put on his clothes.
The maid helped the young king comb his long hair. Viserys sat at the desk with today's breakfast in front of him.
A few biscuits and half a loaf of bread, a small dish of butter for dipping the biscuits into, and a few slices of fried bacon for wrapping on the bread.
Viserys yawned while letting the beautiful maid help him arrange his hair. At the same time, he reached out and picked up a biscuit, broke it in the butter dish, and then put it into his mouth.
Click
Crispy crunch.
"sleepy."
Then the silver-haired boy complained feebly that in front of outsiders, he was synonymous with tenacity and genius. The young man's fame could turn the tide, but when he was alone, Viserys would collapse instantly, and then he began to sigh.
Although there was a 'Good King' Daeron Targaryen II in Targaryen history, if Viserys was always working all night long, he would be given the title of 'Good King' if word spread.
, especially this one who loves to stay up late and get up on time in the morning.
However, who kept Viserys in good spirits? Four or five hours of sleep a day was enough.
Viserys tasted his breakfast, while the maid's soft hands massaged his scalp, and his lavender eyes fell on the silver-plated bronze mirror in front of him made by craftsmen from Myr.
Then, a group of black mist gradually emerged.
As he grows older, Viserys' own attributes naturally increase significantly, and the natural growth of his body does not seem to conflict with the existence of the black mist.
Black mist spreads.
In Viserys' vision, the entire house was enveloped in black mist. As he absorbed more and more black mist, its volume continued to expand.
Strength(Sun):18
Constitution (earth nature): 18
Agility (water): 17
Spirit (lunar nature): 24
As Viserys grew older, his physique began to improve rapidly, while his mental improvement tended to slow down. After such a long time, and even after several battles, he only improved by two attributes.
.
Viserys knew that when each attribute reaches 20, a supernatural ability will be awakened.
What will be the next ability?
While Viserys was just observing his condition, a guard came to report.
"His Majesty."
"Ramus would like to see you."
Viserys, who was sitting on the chair, was slightly stunned for a moment, with a biscuit in his mouth.
"So early?"
He heard from the person who was placed next to Ramsay that Ramsay returned to Andalus in the early morning at night, but he didn't sleep long before he came to find him.
He is indeed a cruel person, even so cruel to himself.
The maid who was combing Viserys' hair also stopped and bowed politely.
"Your Majesty, I will go down first."
Viserys nodded, and then the maid consciously avoided it.
Because everyone in the castle knew that Viserys generally didn't like people to listen when he was dealing with official business.
Not too much time has passed.
There were hurried footsteps in the corridor outside the door, and then the figure of a young man appeared in front of Viserys' bedroom.
"Your Majesty the King."
Ramsay saw Viserys kneeling on the ground again, like a dog wagging its tail.
No one else in the castle, including the servants, would pay such a courtesy to Viserys, but Ramsay was the only one who insisted on doing so, but Viserys did not stop him, he just let him do it as he liked.
"Have you checked it out?"
"Ramus."
Viserys sat on the chair without moving his buttocks, looked at the illegitimate son of the Earl of the Dreadfort kneeling on the ground, and spoke in a calm voice.
Ramsay's current state looks a little tired, his hair is messy, and his eyes are red and bloodshot. It is said that this guy has not slept a wink after working for two days in a row.
"Yes, Your Majesty, I have found out Pantos's intentions."
Ramsay knelt on the ground and kowtowed respectfully a few times, then took out a piece of information that had been compiled from his arms, stood up and handed it to Viserys.
Ramsay spent more than a month, leading the mere five soldiers assigned to him by Viserys, and boldly went deep into Pentos, and finally obtained the information he wanted through who knows what means.
A few days ago, Viserys heard a report from his intelligence department that Odro, a governor of Pentos, was brutally tortured to death in the home of his mistress.
It was a manor outside the city of Pentos, purchased by Audro for his mistress.
It is said that Audro and his mistress sank into the well when they were found. Their death was so miserable that people could not bear to look directly at the recovered bodies.
It seems that he was attacked by an enemy.
After all, Odro was able to climb from a wealthy merchant to the position of Governor of Pentos with countless blood on his hands, and countless other merchants were persecuted to death by him.
Those investigating this matter believe that only someone who deeply hates Audro would be so cruel to him and not take any of the other treasures in the manor.
Viserys held this piece of information in his hand and lightly rubbed his fingers on the blood stain that was accidentally stained on the edge of the paper.
"Thanks for your hard work."
Then he raised his head and took a deep look at Ramsay, then looked back and continued to look.
"Petyr Baelish?"
Soon after, Viserys saw a familiar name and raised his eyebrows slightly.
"It turned out to be him."
In his mind, a short figure with dark hair mixed with a hint of gray appeared in his mind.
As a conspirator who secretly stirred up the situation, he left a mark in this period of history.
Viserys had always believed that anyone who could do this was someone who could not be taken lightly.
However, it was only now that this low-key 'Littlefinger' appeared in Viserys' vision for the first time.
"Where did he go next?"
Viserys then asked.
The young man standing aside with a gloomy face and hands lowered was slightly startled.
He didn't know why Viserys was so concerned about this man's whereabouts, but even when he was in Westeros, he had never heard of this little nobleman on the Five Fingers Peninsula.
Then Ramsay briefly recalled that he had tracked this man at that time and wanted to capture him for torture and interrogation.
However, when he found the place where Petyr once stayed, he learned that this man had already left Pentos by boat.
Ramsay told Viserys everything he knew without hiding anything.