The wealthy merchant governor with a yellow forked beard complained about the bad weather and held Viserys's hand tightly.
However, he looked left and right, and took the opportunity to hold Viserys's hand and leaned forward slightly.
whispered in Viserys' ear like a mosquito's hum.
"Your Majesty, you should not come to Pentos."
"oh?"
When Viserys heard his words, he raised his brows and tilted his head slightly to look at the fat governor's ears. The expression on his face looked a little surprised.
Then he responded in a low voice knowingly.
"What do you mean, Lord Governor?"
"well..."
However, Illyrio didn't say anything more, he just sighed and shook his head.
Then he quickly let go of Viserys' hand and stretched out his hand to make a gesture of invitation.
"Your Majesty, let's talk about it after we go back."
...
soon after.
The cavalry led by Viserys entered the city of Pentos and passed through the wide streets of the city with banners held high, attracting the attention of many Pentos people along the way.
This is a prosperous and gorgeous city that far surpasses Andalus, and is even better than King's Landing. Square brick towers can be seen everywhere, most of which are covered with tiles.
There are towering hills in the distance, surrounded by densely packed buildings. Now everything is covered in silver, and the heavy snow falling from the sky above is still falling.
"call…"
Viserys rode a war horse, and the cavalry behind him passed through the crowd and walked on the road, exhaling white breath.
The population of Pentos is very dense, even said to be more densely populated than Aposta in Slaver's Bay. Viserys's cavalry team of more than 200 people entered Pentos like a small boat entering the sea.
Can't make any waves.
The regular army, not mercenaries, walking through the streets still attracted the attention of many Pentos people, especially the bright red three-headed dragon flag they carried.
The people of Pentos know this heraldry all too well.
They all know that a powerful neighbor has risen around Pentos. They are the Targaryen royal family who have exiled to the continent of Essos. They are the true bloodline of kings.
Illyrio's carriage was clearing the road ahead, driving away the crowds on both sides. After all, the Governor's banner was more useful in Pentos than the Targaryen banner.
The people on both sides were also looking at them curiously.
Sitting on his horse, Viserys could see the bustling crowds on both sides.
There are vendors walking around the streets pushing carts, and fishermen selling fish with bare feet and shouting.
There were half-grown boys playing and playing on the roof, their cheeks tanned by the sun, and groups of mercenaries with weapons. Viserys even saw a few Dothraki.
These Dothraki may be slaves of a wealthy merchant, or they may be people who have left their own group and decided to go it alone.
Scenes like this can be seen almost everywhere. Pantos is indeed a giant city-state, with people from all walks of life and even all races in all regions.
And there was a small episode in this.
A wine seller pulling a cart of wine barrels saw the three-headed dragon banner, then shouted the name of Targaryen and blocked the way of the troops.
The merchant claimed to be a native of the Reach and spoke fluent Common Tongue of Westeros, even with a hint of King's Landing accent.
He stopped the cavalry and claimed that he was loyal to the true king. The people of Westeros all hoped that Viserys could lead the army to fight across the Narrow Sea and overthrow the usurper's rule soon. Then they said they would offer Viserys a glass of wine.
However, Viserys sat on the horse and held the reins, calmly watching the 'wine merchant' below him the whole time.
Looking at the glass of dark red wine held by the other party, his expression did not change at all, and then he raised his chin to the soldier next to him.
"Feed him this glass of wine."
Viserys spoke in a calm voice.
The wolf-like soldiers around him heard his order and rushed forward. The expression of the 'wine merchant' changed drastically, he pulled out a short sword from his waist and tried to break out of the encirclement.
However, the guards around Viserys were naturally elites who had gone through extensive selection. A sword stabbed the 'businessman' in the thigh, and the other party let out a scream.
Then they directly pinched the opponent's wrist and disarmed the dagger in his hand. The two soldiers held down the opponent's shoulders and grabbed his wrist, and then kicked his knees off.
Click——
The 'wine merchant' screamed, and cold sweat flowed from his forehead.
Another soldier stepped forward and grabbed the other man's chin, forcing him to open his mouth, holding the wine he had just prepared to pour to Viserys.
"His Majesty?"
The guard turned to ask Viserys for his opinion.
Viserys glanced at Illyrio, who had also gotten off the carriage.
The other party did not expect the sudden change of situation, and cold sweat flowed down his forehead, fearing that Viserys would have some misunderstanding.
"This matter has nothing to do with me, Your Majesty."
Then he felt Viserys' gaze, and the fat man nodded quickly.
"This is a despicable act, please do it yourself."
Viserys also nodded slightly.
"Your Majesty, won't you interrogate me?"
Ramsay, who was hiding behind his hood, suddenly asked, with a cruel light in his eyes.
Not only Viserys noticed it himself, Ramsay also reminded him quietly behind his back just now.
This crude assassination method is just to fool an unexperienced little girl.
However, it is almost impossible to deceive Viserys and Ramsay.
"never mind."
Viserys shook his head slightly, and then looked around at the Pentos people who crowded around because of this incident.
No matter which world we are in, it is the nature of most people to love to watch the excitement.
"This matter will spread quickly, and the interrogation will not be able to find out anything. The other party has already run away."
"Well, that's what you said."
Ramsay obeyed everything Viserys said and nodded slightly.
Then he hid his appearance in his hood again, looked at the 'wine merchant' and sneered twice.
Then Viserys nodded to the soldiers who captured the assassin.
Then he didn't stop to continue watching, he urged the horse and left the place directly.
The glass of spiked wine was roughly poured down his throat while the other party looked at him in horror.
Not much time passed.
The man who claimed to be from the Reach turned red as blood and rolled all over the ground.
He desperately grabbed his own throat until it was dripping with blood. Finally, he kicked off his legs and there was no movement at all.
Seeing the man's reaction after drinking the wine, the onlookers were in an uproar.
However, among these people, there was a man with an ordinary face and even a bit of baldness who witnessed this scene the whole time.
Then he raised his head and looked at the back of Viserys in the distance with somewhat complicated eyes.