The Tattered Prince knelt on the ground and expressed his surrender to Viserys. However, the young king looked into the distance and was silent for a long time before speaking softly.
"The Tattered Prince."
"You have become the real prince of Pentos, aren't you ready to restore your real name?"
The gray-haired old man in tattered clothes was kneeling on the ground on one knee. There were still mottled blood stains on his body. He hesitated slightly when he heard Viserys's question, and then nodded.
"Now that I have left the family, my real name is no longer so important."
"The name Ruyi can also remind me of myself all the time, not to forget the shame of the past."
The Tattered Prince stood up from the ground on his knees, and then spoke.
"oh?"
Viserys was a little surprised when he heard the words of the Tattered Prince. The sea breeze blew on the handsome cheeks of the young king, and his long silver-gold hair fluttered gently. He turned his head and glanced at the Tattered Prince.
When Viserys once came into contact with the Tattered Prince, he felt that although this man was wearing tatters, he did not really regard himself as a 'King of Tatters'.
He is an elegant man, and he still maintains the etiquette and dignity of a nobleman in every gesture.
But he didn't expect that the Tattered Prince would be willing to wear the tattered clothes when he acquired Pentos and truly became a prince.
However, his reason is understandable. He wears rags just to warn himself and act cautiously so as not to make the same mistakes again.
Viserys just looked at him strangely and didn't think much about this matter.
Then he turned around and pondered for a moment before continuing to speak.
"The impact of this turmoil must be recovered as soon as possible."
Although it seems that only a few people died in the Bloody Night.
But the impact on the ancient city-state of Pentos was huge, almost a major subversive earthquake.
All the ruling classes were overthrown, and the governor's family was confiscated one by one.
The wealthy merchants who had not been liquidated were also panic-stricken. As the sun fell this morning, the city gates were opened and they hurriedly escaped from Pentos with their families.
Nowadays, a large number of shops in Pentos are closed and the city is in depression. Viserys needs Pentos as an economic engine, so the restoration work must be carried out as soon as possible.
"Understood, Your Majesty."
The Tattered Prince nodded and said.
"The best way to quickly restore Pentos' economy is to use shock therapy."
And Illyrio, who had just become the kingdom's finance minister, immediately made a suggestion.
He was still sitting on the chair with an injured leg raised, and his crutches were still placed aside. He raised his head and said something while watching the Tattered Prince walk to Viserys' side.
"The specific method can be discussed later."
Viserys nodded slightly.
"Also, there is one more thing."
Then he suddenly thought of something again, and turned his head to look at the tattered prince standing next to him.
"Um?"
Viserys suddenly realized that the Tattered Prince was standing very close to him, and something strange just arose in his heart.
However, the next second, he saw a sharp dagger falling from the sleeves of the Tattered Prince.
Snapped.
The gray-haired old man's dexterous fingers directly grasped the handle of the knife.
Then at such a close distance, Viserys had almost no defense and quickly stabbed him in the abdomen.
"Oops."
Viserys' eyes narrowed.
A strange feeling arose in his heart, and then the Tattered Prince suddenly stabbed him with a knife. His reaction was already very fast at such a close distance.
A pair of eyes flashed with lavender light.
Bang.
Viserys grasped the other man's wrist tightly.
The dagger had already pierced Viserys' clothes before it reached his abdomen, but it stopped abruptly in mid-air.
However, the attack missed, and the opponent seemed to have been mentally prepared for this.
His movements were very skillful, calm and composed, as if he had performed them thousands of times.
His other hand was as flexible as a poisonous snake, and he did not look like a man in his fifties or sixties at all. The dagger danced on his fingertips, and then stabbed Viserys in the abdomen easily.
puff
Blood gushes out instantly, staining his clothes red.
Viserys felt the pain, frowned slightly and groaned, then gritted his teeth and grabbed the opponent's right hand and exerted force.
Click.
His power is far higher than that of his opponent.
He actually broke the opponent's wrist in pain, and then forced the short knife in the opponent's right hand into his own body.
puff.
The short knife also penetrated the opponent's abdomen.
The Tattered Prince, who was caught by the wrist, seemed a little surprised by Viserys's power.
He hid in the crowd last night and watched the battle between Viserys and the Mountain. He thought that he had a complete grasp of Viserys's state.
Although he didn't know the reason, according to his observation, Viserys's swordsmanship was outstanding and his reaction speed was extremely fast. It was almost impossible to kill him with an ordinary crossbow shot from a long distance.
That's why he chose this risky approach, getting close to Viserys and suddenly killing him when he was completely unprepared.
However, even so, he already had a very strong prediction of Viserys's reaction speed, but he still underestimated the opponent. Viserys's reaction speed was faster than he imagined.
The broken dagger was stabbed into the abdomen with a broken wrist, and blood also poured out. Viserys, who was also injured, frowned tightly and breathed heavily, but the other party seemed as if nothing had happened, and his expression remained unchanged.
Then the Tattered Prince's broken wrist easily got rid of Viserys as if it had been greased.
The broken wrist was still shaking slightly, and blood flowed from the stabbed abdomen and dripped on the ground. He pulled out the short knife from his abdomen and threw it out of the window. Then he lifted his robe and jumped down from the battlement.
Wow
The clothes fluttered and fell down.
Viserys, who was suddenly assassinated, tightly covered the bleeding part with one hand, and blood flowed down the gaps between his fingers.
When he saw the other party jumping off the battlement without hesitation, Viserys's eyes flashed with surprise.
You must know that this is one of the commanding heights of Pentos, with a tower dozens of meters high and going straight up and down. Wouldn't jumping from here be a recipe for death?
"Death warrior?"
When Viserys saw this scene, he instantly wiped out this idea from his mind.
Then he breathed a little heavily and covered the wound with one hand, still leaning on the battlement and looking down hard.
However, when he saw everything below clearly, a pair of lavender pupils condensed slightly, and a trace of shock was clearly wiped out.
"this"
There was nothing under the tower, and no one fell down.