Game of Thrones: Wrath of the Sleeping Dragon: The Dying of Dawn Chapter 300: Candidates In fact, in this world, crows have always been a mysterious thing.
At least Viserys had always been wary of these dark birds.
Because he knew that there was an existence in the cold land of eternal winter that he didn't know how to explain...
Is he a god? Or...a demigod?
But one thing is certain, like Viserys, he has transcended the shackles of the mortal body.
Perhaps both of them are now special beings between gods and mortals.
And this man has something to do with crows.
Even if it is based on psychological aspects, Viserys still adheres to the habit of his previous life, that is, he thinks that crows represent misfortune.
When he was practicing archery, he once used crows as live targets.
Perhaps the crows later realized that this guy didn't seem to welcome them, and then flew away.
The black cat actually caught a crow with his own hands, which suddenly made Viserys a little interested.
That’s why today’s experiment was conducted.
He also did not expect that the black cat's strength would actually increase significantly. Since the experiment on the black cat was a great success, he needed a trustworthy person to undertake the next experiment.
What Viserys can know so far is that the Black Mist's "given" to other people will greatly increase their strength.
As for there being no sequelae?
He doesn't know it himself.
After Viserys conducted the experiment, he ordered his servants to clean up the mess in the house. All ten poor roosters had been bitten to death by black cats.
However, these ten chickens will not be wasted. They can be sent outside the city together with other food for the three dragons to have a little tooth ceremony.
Later.
Viserys carried the black cat back to his study.
The young king sat in his chair and thought for a moment, then asked the guards to find Bessie.
"Woolley, go and get Lady Bessie Joyce."
Woolley was the guard whose face was scratched this morning. He was more obedient and clever. He stayed with Viserys as a guard and ran errands on weekdays.
Bessie is Viserys's former Kingsguard and the son of a warrior of the Faith of the Seven Gods.
Viserys has great trust in Basie, even more than Oberyn.
Because Viserys knew very well that if one day he and Dorne fell out, Oberyn would definitely side with Dorne.
And Bessie is a confidant whom he personally trained.
To be precise, Bessie was trained by William Darry, the coach of the Red Keep.
Among the first people who followed Viserys and made great achievements, only William Darry is not in a high position now.
There is even no news, it has become very low-key and forgotten by people.
The middle-aged instructor became a gray-haired and half-blind old man due to an old injury. He now stays at Fort Andalos all year round to guide the training of the castle soldiers. The new recruits do not know the identity of this old man.
But few people know that Bessie Joyce, the commander of the First Legion who is now trusted by Viserys, was the person recommended to Viserys by William Darry.
Afterwards, not too much time passed.
Bessie Joyce rushed outside Viserys' study.
"Lord Legion Commander."
"Lord Legion Commander."
The guards outside the door took the initiative to say hello when they saw Bessie.
"Um."
Bessie also nodded and knocked on the door.
"His Majesty."
After hearing Viserys' voice, he opened the door and walked in.
"His Majesty."
Bessie walked into Viserys' study. The man was wearing a pure white robe and a white cloak, with a long sword on his waist.
There are actually not many knights who are qualified to wear white robes, and Bessie is one of them.
Because he now also serves as the captain of Viserys's Kingsguard, although he is just a mere commander.
Because Viserys never appointed another member of the Kingsguard after Bessie left him.
There were only ordinary guards around him, but no poetic "white-robed knights".
The rules for selecting a member of the Kingsguard are very complex, and they must ensure loyalty until death, even if they are old, physically disabled, or mentally broken.
Although Bessie now no longer has the strength to carry a sword, he will still be Viserys' captain of the Kingsguard as long as Viserys doesn't drive him away.
"sit!"
"Bessie."
Viserys sat behind the desk and asked casually without raising his head.
"How is the military affairs going?"
Bessie and he are also old friends, so naturally they don't need too many courtesies.
The two people sat on the chairs and chatted for a few words, and then Viserys did not continue to talk in circles and spoke directly.
"Bessie, I have something to do. I wonder if you would like to try it."
Viserys did not hide anything, but directly and generously told the story about the Black Mist.
However, he did not describe it in detail. He just used words he said when joking with Arianne, describing this black mist as a kind of divine power.
And Viserys is the source of this divine power, and he can freely give divine power to everyone around him.
Of course, this number is also limited, and those who receive divine power from him can greatly improve their strength, and may also recover from their injuries.
Viserys spoke directly.
And Bessie's mouth under the mask, which had been through great disasters and had always been very calm, could not help but open slightly.
"What?"
"Divine power?"
Bessie was slightly shocked, her voice under the mask was a little muffled, and she spoke with disbelief.
What His Majesty the King said was so fantastical that he couldn't believe it.
Improve strength? Recover from injuries?
However, as Bessie was once the Kingsguard beside Viserys, he was naturally very familiar with Viserys.
His Majesty the King is basically not joking when he talks to himself so seriously.
"His Majesty."
"Is the divine power you are talking about given by the Seven Gods?"
After Bessie was slightly shocked, she quickly asked.
As a staunch believer in the Seven Gods, Viserys's boastful coronation by the Seven Gods was still fresh in his mind.
It was only after contacting him later that I realized that Viserys had never even been to the Holy Church a few times. It was pure nonsense to talk about being religious and pious.
Now that Viserys took the initiative to bring up divine power, Bessie naturally immediately thought of the Seven Gods she believed in.
"No…"
"Not the Seven Gods."
Viserys shook his head slightly when facing the somewhat excited Bessie.
"I don't know which god he is."
Viserys did not explain the connection between the Black Mist and Valyria, but it certainly has nothing to do with the Seven Gods.
Because the Seven don't speak Valyrian.
After receiving a negative answer from Viserys, Bessie felt a little worried about gain and loss.
But he quickly adjusted himself, then nodded and spoke firmly.