In the year 291 of Aegon's calendar, a new year has arrived.
There was a heavy snowfall.
In this white world, a group of cavalry wearing heavy armor and animal skins outside the armor appeared on the road.
The horse's hooves trampled through the deep snow and slowly walked towards the majestic city in the distance that appeared on the horizon.
"His Majesty."
In the snow and wind that was flying all over the sky, a guard following Viserys put up a pergola to block the falling snowflakes. He squinted his eyes and tried hard to penetrate the white world, looking at the looming giant city in the distance.
, then turned his head and exhaled white air.
"Pantos is almost here."
Viserys was riding a white horse, wearing thick deerskin gloves on his hands, holding the reins tightly, squinting his eyes slightly and looking into the distance, with snowflakes falling on his long eyelashes.
"Um."
Then he pressed the saddle and turned his head.
"Everyone, please work harder. I guarantee that we will have good wine and beautiful women when we get to Pantos."
"Ha ha."
After Viserys finished speaking, the soldiers in the team all smiled, and their fatigue and cold seemed to be swept away.
Of course they knew Viserys was joking.
However, such a 'down-to-earth' young king made them feel more real and supported.
Like a blazing sun, his personal charm was so dazzling that everyone couldn't help but actively unite around him, whether they were Andals or Rhoynar.
And he didn't look down on people like those nobles, and even regarded them as pigs and dogs.
Even a king can love his people and be considerate of his soldiers, but why should those nobles whose territory is not as big as a village raise their heads to the sky?
With Viserys taking the lead, the nobles and nobles under him also did not dare to be domineering.
At least among the nobles around Andalus, if someone dared to cause harm to one party, the people would not even need to come to the castle to complain, and his lord would rush him to the gallows for fear of being implicated.
Therefore, Viserys's prestige among the people is extremely high, and he is portrayed as a perfect image in rumors.
Coupled with the role of the Ministry of Home Affairs, almost any news circulating around Andalus would appear on Viserys' desk the next day.
Then a long line of cavalry protected their king and slowly ran towards the north gate of Pentos.
But this time, the guards at the North Gate of Pentos were not frightened by this group of knights with bright armor and bright blades stained with snow, and made a joke.
Because they had already received the news, they cleared the city gates and waited to welcome Viserys.
but…
The problem of the Pentos Guards being rotten to the core remains unresolved.
Viserys was riding on the war horse, and the white horse snorted slightly and sprayed out white mist.
The Pentos guard standing below had a crooked posture and his helmet was worn crookedly. He was yawning constantly and had dark circles under his eyes. It looked like he had not slept well yesterday.
"His Majesty."
"The Governor originally wanted to welcome you, but the wind and snow were too heavy..."
The city gate security officer was a fat man with a shiny face, but he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and explained nervously.
In such weather, everyone else was shivering from the cold, but his fat played an important role at this time.
There is also heavy snowfall in Pentos City. A heavy snowstorm last night directly destroyed several houses and markets, causing the death of some civilians.
Illyrio originally wanted to greet Viserys, but there was a bit of traffic jam on the way due to heavy snow, which made it difficult for the carriage's wheels to move, so he was delayed.
"It's okay, we can wait for Lord Illyrio."
However, Viserys waved his hand and didn't care whether anyone greeted him. The wind and snow above his head were still falling, and he breathed out white breath.
His eyes withdrew from the white bustling city scene in the distance and fell on the city gate guard dismounted and the surrounding Pentos guards.
His eyes narrowed and a smile appeared.
"Let's chat."
Then Viserys gently patted the saddle and got off the horse, stepping on the snow with his feet.
"His Majesty."
A thin Pentos guard was very discerning and quickly took the reins from Viserys's hands.
"Well…"
And the pot-bellied gatekeeper didn't know what Viserys wanted to talk to him about.
After just two steps, I was out of breath, exhaling white air continuously, and sweat was dripping from my forehead, which showed how weak my body had become.
This kind of body is not as good as that of a farm boy, let alone in the army.
However, he became the guard officer of a city gate in Pentos, an important position.
Viserys was a little curious, then he adjusted the deerskin gloves on his hands and knocked off the snow, then turned his head and asked.
"Have a little chat and don't be nervous."
"How about it? Being a city guard in a rich city-state like Pentos is a great job, right?"
"Well..."
And this city gate guard looked a little nervous when he was chatting with Viserys alone.
Especially when being stared at by those lavender eyes, this feeling of tension becomes even more intense.
"Uh... not bad, not bad."
"Just open the city gate every day, collect 'tolls', and then... uh..."
As a guard guarding the gates of Pentos, this is a lucrative job, especially for such an important position as a city gate guard.
His uncle was a wealthy merchant governor of Pentos, so he spent a lot of money to place him in such an important position.
There are countless caravans coming and going through this city gate every day. If any contraband is found, these city gate guards have the right to confiscate or detain the carriages of these caravans.
Of course, if sensible people take the initiative to pay a little 'toll', they won't mind being generous and letting them in.
Therefore, Pentos's garrison is now highly sophisticated, even comparable to the golden robes of King's Landing.
However, the governors of Pentos do not intend to replace the current commander-in-chief of the garrison, because this is the result of mutual compromise, and the next commander-in-chief may be even worse.
The city gate guard knew that he had spilled the beans, so his face became even more nervous and he quickly covered his mouth. Viserys then remained silent when he asked any questions.
However, Viserys didn't care about this and just smiled.
From the last time he came to Pentos to this time, he can probably figure out what the only 'regular army' in this city-state has become.
And at this time.
Illyrio, the governor of Pentos who was stuck in a traffic jam due to snow in the morning, finally arrived in a carriage.
The fat middle-aged man climbed down from the carriage panting, then came to Viserys and held his hand.
"I'm sorry, Your Majesty."
"It snowed too much yesterday and we didn't get here in time."