Bessie is willing to take risks and trust his king, because his destiny is changed by the other party.
Without Viserys, he might just be an ordinary hunter in the village, and he would even have to worry about attacks by the Brotherhood and bandits on the village.
Even though Bessie was a brave warrior before she was injured at that time, she was unable to defeat four hands with two fists, and she might die under the knife of a robber one day.
This is how Bessie's father died.
And when Viserys saw that Bessie agreed, he didn't show too much pretense.
Then he asked him to stand in front of him, and then took off the mask on his face.
The Andal warrior had been severely burned, and his face had long been unrecognizable. Therefore, he wore a metal mask all year round, and his whole body was wrapped tightly.
He was afraid that his appearance would scare others. Viserys once mentioned to him that he could find a noble woman for him, but Bessie politely refused.
And now.
Viserys looked at the ferocious and terrifying face in front of him, and his heart couldn't help but beat slightly.
Although he had seen Bessie like this before, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous every time he saw her.
"If there is any abnormality, you must tell it in time..."
The silver-haired young man who was completely opposite to Bessie's current appearance gave instructions.
"I'm going to start."
Bessie, who had already become the commander of the regiment, was still a little nervous when she rashly took off her mask in front of outsiders.
Then he saw His Majesty the King raising a hand, and a black mist gradually condensed in his palm.
"This is..."
On that dark and ferocious ugly face, Bessie's eyes were still clear and slightly widened.
Because he really saw a black mist condensing from the palm of Viserys's hand.
He didn't even know if it was his imagination, but he faintly heard a sound like a howling ghost.
"Is this..."
Bessie just thought of something in his mind, but before he could continue to think about it, Viserys pressed the black mist between his palms between his eyebrows.
Phew~
Threads of black mist followed Viserys's palm and penetrated into Bessie's brow.
Time flows slowly.
Bessie felt a cold force flowing into her body.
He couldn't help but shiver, and then he began to feel some changes in his body.
This feeling cannot be explained or explained, but I just feel that I am getting closer to His Majesty the King, as if I have a spiritual connection.
How is this going?
Bessie didn't know why, but he didn't feel anything strange, so he didn't speak.
After Viserys completely injected the black mist into it, it was not until a rejection reaction occurred in Bessie's body that the black mist bounced back, and then he slowly stopped.
"It's over."
"how do you feel?"
Then Viserys asked.
"Um…"
Bessie thought for a moment, and then said.
"My strength has increased a bit, and my body seems to have recovered somewhat."
Bessie had a different understanding from Viserys. He felt that the black mist was like a life energy, not a soul, and it helped him repair his broken body.
It was not difficult to hear the excitement in the dark-haired man's words, after all, it had been so long since he had been burned.
He had already given up, thinking that he would never be able to pick up the sword again in this life, but he did not expect that Viserys would give him another chance.
Bessie clenched her fist slightly, there was still some pain in her fingers, but it was much better than before, and then she took out her sword from her waist.
Qiang——
The sword light illuminated the entire study room.
The guard outside the door seemed to hear the sound of a sword being drawn from the study, and immediately asked.
"Your Majesty, what happened?"
However, Viserys seemed very calm and took two steps back slightly to make room for Bessie.
After hearing the words of the guard outside, he spoke calmly.
"fine."
This long-unseen feeling of holding a sword is really good.
Due to severe burns, Bessie had damaged the joints of her fingers, so it became a little difficult to hold the sword.
The bachelor diagnosed him at that time that he should never be able to lift the sword again in this life. Of course, this meant fighting with the sword.
But now Bessie's five fingers were tightly holding the hilt of the sword. Although his skin was still charred and terrifying, there was a surge of vitality in the flesh and blood under the terrifying skin.
"I haven't fully recovered yet... but it feels really good."
Bessie swung the sword vigorously, tried hard to feel the changes in her body, and said happily.
Then he suddenly realized that he had been so excited that he actually waved his sword in front of His Majesty the King.
Then he quickly sheathed his sword with a snap and subconsciously knelt down on one knee to apologize.
"Sorry, Your Majesty..."
For a person like him who had suffered serious injuries, such a violent movement was still a bit unbearable. The tearing pain hit him, making Bessie's face twitch slightly as he knelt on one knee.
However, Viserys just blinked, observing Bessie's changes, and then reached out to help his Kingsguard up.
"It will be fine once the body has recovered a little, and maybe the situation will get better after a while."
Viserys thought for a moment, then spoke.
The black cat didn't change much at first, but then the changes became more and more obvious.
"You are the first person to receive this kind of divine power..."
Viserys was talking about something.
But at this moment, his eyebrows raised slightly, and he stopped talking at this point.
Because he seemed to suddenly notice Bessie's emotions...
He seemed to be very grateful to himself. Although he didn't look particularly excited on the surface, Bessie was actually so overwhelmed inside that she had just forgotten about her injuries.
How is this going?
At this moment, Viserys suddenly remembered that not long ago, when he ordered the black cat to kill those chickens, he seemed to vaguely feel the 'uncomprehensive' emotion conveyed by the black cat.
Is this the same as Balerion...
Are we connected?
Only then did Viserys suddenly realize that there was this vague connection between Balerion and him.
Balerion seemed to have absorbed a lot of black mist when he was just a dragon egg.
After Balerion was hatched, his growth rate was much faster than that of his brothers, and a person and a dragon could directly communicate with each other without words but with their hearts.
"So the role of the black mist is here?"
Viserys's eyes brightened slightly, and he finally understood the function of the black mist.
He is the source of the black mist, and those who receive the black mist are equivalent to his servants and can strengthen their abilities.
At the same time, there will be a spiritual connection with the owner.
It was like the connection between vampires and the transformed servants that he heard in his previous life.